#look at her all happy and shizz

[absolutebl]

I've been out of the bl loop for a while (give or take a year tbh) and I am honestly overwhelmed at all the stuff coming up recently in bl... Is there top five you'd suggest from the past year among thai stuff (the rest bl-producing countries have a manageable lists of releases ig)

Thank you so much for your time and patience! :D

Top 5 Thai BLs from the past year? (2024)

Well it's a contentious field and there has been a lot, so I'll narrow it further and give you 2024 so far, from my personal favorites but specifically ones that I believe added to the zeitgeist in some significant way.

The Sign

YouTube

This show is literally everything (except straight) all at once. It's BL, queer, band of brothers, romcom, erotica, PNR, fated mates, police procedural, fantasy, mystery, suspense, and slasher. It’s the king of genre mash-up chaos. Sure, it's madness but there is genius in it. Was it a crazy unhinged mess +1 roll for damage? Yes. Yes it was. Did it manage to hold all those tangled threads together? No it did not. Was it also a charming, sexy, engaging, non-stop piece of entertainment? Sure thing. I think this show is basically my KinnPorsche, and frankly I’ve been chasing that dragon naga since KP aired. Is it perfect? No. But it was balls to the wall FUN.

Cherry Magic (Thai remake)

Grey

A soft charming warm hug of a show about crushes and mind reading and self worth that really worked for me. With no-fuss execution from a consummate team (at GMMTV) and an OG lead pair (proving why they remain eternal and deserve to grow up). Look, here’s the thing, Cherry Magic is a great Thai BL in its own right - not comparing it to any other iteration. But even when I do compare (and I've seen all the Cherries and read the manga) it stands strong. I, personally, like the Thai BL slightly better than the Japanese live action yaoi, but I think that’s because I just really enjoy Thai BL's style and I LOVE TayNew. Also all the kissing was both present and better in this version. As it should be from Thailand.

Century of Love

Gaga

This is a very pretty drama about a young man who fell in love with a nice girl 100 years ago, and when she died in his arms, he was cursed to live until he could meet her reborn self. Only this time around, she’s reborn into the body of a man. Or is she? I love it when Thailand gets all up in its own historical business and reincarnation and shizz. I like this pair (it’s not DaouOffroad’s fault I didn’t enjoy their first series.) Daou’s wushu is snazzy and we got a unique meet cute. (Erm… Remeet cute? Meet cute 2.0?) Ultimately, this is I Feel You Linger in the Air + First Love Again, rather than (as one might expect) Until We Meet Again or The Director Who Buys Me Dinner. The leads turned in great performances, although Daou outclassed everybody else on that screen. It’s a good story and a great BL and I can’t find any major faults with it beyond a certain level of camp that is sadly endemic to lakorns. It was, to put it succinctly, a VERY ENJOYABLE show. 

Wandee Goodday

YouTube

This is the only "typical" BL I'll be recommending on this list and that's because this is such a FUN show. A charming quintessentially modern Thai BL about a doctor and a boxer who start as a one night stand and then fall in love. Great rep for everything from Muay Thai, to safe sex, to FUN sex, to ace, to bisexuality, to smiley kisses, to the first legal gay wedding in a Thai BL. It’s a delight and I enjoyed (almost) every single moment of it. With out question it's best traits are active positive representations of green flag boys, communication, and grown-up relationships but the chemistry is on point too. Highly recommended as one of 2024's best pick-me-ups. (We need it, been a bit of a downer year.)

We Are

iQIYI

If Wandee Goodday is your happy pill, We Are is the warmest hug on the planet. Of the ones on this list, this is the only one I've already rewatched. 2x (High praise!) I loved show. It was slow to find its stride (I didn’t get into it until ep 6) but I’m so glad I gave it a chance. It’s a soft ensemble piece with multiple couples and very little plot, but I didn’t care because it’s not trying to be anything more substantial. Essentially this was a series of vignettes covering one year of uni for a queer friendship group finding love, new friends, and laughter. It’s not being harsh with us or it’s characters the way some offerings of this ilk have been (side eyes Friend Zone and Only Friends) nor did it tumble into Gen Y chaos. In fact, this reminded me more than anything of a refined and elevated Love Sick - just with older characters and occurring within a genre that has matured too. In it's own quiet way, it was groundbreaking. It has that close queer friendship group meets earnest gentleness that made me adore Love Sick and Make It Right so much. In other words, this was Thai BL at its finest, finding it roots again 10 years on, but also stretching upwards and showing us what it could do with that original seed. So? I adored it. Did it blow my mind? No. But it left me smiling and made me belly laugh quite a bit.

I hope you give these 5 a chance.

[nimmie-nugget]

~Reincarnated as a Knolastname~

Note: HAPPY SPOOKY MONTH!! 🎃👻 gonna be honest- I actually think Crimson might have cared atleast a bit for Moxxie when he was a child 😭 Anyway~ take some reincarnated Moxxie’s Sister Reader Headcanons!! 🥳 Do keep in mind that characters may be ooooooooc, and when there’s 8 O’s you know it’s extreme 🤯. Also I haven’t been doing Tokito Twin’s content for a while so I just wanna reassure that I have some HCs coming up for them 😫!! Enjoy!

P.s in the back flashes of EXES AND OOHS I think Moxxie was 4? Yeah so that makes you 7, your 3 years older 😋👌 tho age is not mentioned at all- and I will make fics of this 😤

Warnings: a lot of slang(not rlly a warning, just thought I’d mention), ooc, may have punctuation, spelling grammer/etc errors,

Info: idk man just wanted to add this 😐

Edit: HOW DOES SOMETHING LIKE THIS- A POST I BARELY PUT ANY EFFORT INTO GET MORE RECOGNITION THEN THIS POST, THE ONE I ACTUALLY PUT EFFORT INTO 👹👹 I appreciate the likes tho don’t take it in a bad way- 😭👌

Edit#2: I recommend u don’t read 💀👍

Helluva Boss Masterlist

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~Reaction to being Reincarnated~

-long story short you don’t know how you ended up here but you found yourself being the daughter of some random old ass guy that’s gonna be the main reason for your character development arc.

-at least that mom with an unknown name will provide you sweets and shit-

-gonna put sum realz shizz on this family fr.

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~Death~

-isn’t this Tumblr? Yeah long story short this turned into a Wattpad story for a second and the famous Truck-kun killed you 🗿 but you forgive Truck-kun since Truck-kun’s just being Truck-kun 😌.

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~Inside a Mansion~

Yup this “Mansion” is someone’s womb, zamn how da heck do you still have memories of your past life? Also why does your very tiny unformed body kinda look like an imp? Just like one from your favourite show Helluva Boss? How can you even see??? It’s pitch black bro- meh it’s whatever 🤷‍♀️ it’s fun kicking at least-

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~Borth~

…I’m not even gonna explain this 🫡 but just so you know Crimson was not there for your birth 😶

-at least you still have the same Borthdah as you did before you were reincarnated???

-Girly just 🖕 this bullshit why’d you have to be re-born in this family out of all the ones in Helluva Boss? I mean- you don’t mind being Moxxie’s gay emo sister but like- Crimson…CRIMSON. Tho make sure to start those teenager phases early so no one becomes suspicious of you when your going through the teenage thinga ma jig 😔

-but yay! You bet that Moxxie’s mom- well basically your mom now, WILL BE THE BEST 😩

-but girly you weren’t even fazed when reincarnated- just accepted it like a champ 😎

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~Crimson’s First Thoughts On You~

-Absolutely nothing- 😃

-only thought of you as his heiress and DEFINITELY to lead his Mob in the future 😔

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~[Unknown]’s First Thoughts On You~

-this is the Mom btw 😃

-gonna be honest I don’t know much since we’ve never really gotten a FULL view of her personality- all that I know is that she’s kind? 🤷‍♀️ Yuh so I won’t really directly say what she thought but I guess I can just- I don’t know man just read I guess 😃👌

-101% THOUGHT YOU WERE CUTE AF!! what happened to infinite%? 😢

-she felt a warm and fuzzy feeling inside, something she never felt ever since she married Crimson 😔.

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~Moxxie’s First Thoughts On You~

-‘Guppa duppa poo daaah dooo’

-don’t tell me you actually expected a real thought from him- Broski was just born 😔

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~Your First Thoughts On Moxxie~

-‘zamn bro’s crying on his borthduh I could never 🙄💅’

-girly he’s like a few minutes old what on Satan’s ass are you talkin ‘bout? 😀

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~What Crimson Thinks Of You~

-your a nuisance, like- what do you mean when you say “put those dawgs away💀”

-yeah you definitely got in trouble so many times- this stupid MF can’t understand slang and just thinks your insulting everyone around you 😶

-forget about you being his heiress, might as well make Moxxie his heir instead 😠

-Now take a very ooc dialogue 😋 btw this is after the Mom’s death 😃

-“[Name], cut it out. That will happen if you don’t stop.” He says calmly, too calm for you to know he’s pissed. (he was implying that he will drown you just like he did to the Mom btw-)

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~What [Unkown] Thinks Of You~

-Loved you from the moment she layed her eyes on you 😩 (cheesy much 😶)

-wrote more then a dictionary just to prove how much she loves you 😔

-yuh that’s all I got 😐

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~What Moxxie Thinks Of You~

He’s 4 rn-

-HE LOVES YOU!!

-your his sister why wouldn’t he- ?

-your basically his partner in crime 😈 both of you steal treats from the kitchen when your not supposed to 😤👍

-if the Mom found you 2 being naughty then sorry to tell you but yer’ both getting a time out 😔

-…BUT IF CRIMSON FOUND YOU- yuh that’s somehow gonna become a family issue problemo 😶💦______________________________________________________________________

I sometimes forget writing is for fun- but I certainly had fun writing this 😎 now I’m gonna tag this in some tags that this doesn’t even relate to which will make everyone hate me but they will soon worship me after reading this masterpiece. Praise this shit rn *points gun at you*

[aaronhotchswife]

Hey, I'm not sure if your still taking requests but l've had this idea for a few days but lack the talent to write 😭

Could you possibly do Aaron × f!reader where they are having an argument. They both work for the BAU and something had happened in the field and when they got back home (originally his place) they got into a heated argument and Aaron says something hurtful like “why did you even coming back here if we're just going to fight" which the reader responds by saying “is that what you want? For me to go out into the field and not come back home?" And when Aaron doesn't answer (out of shock and regret) the reader takes that as his answer and leaves which he then regrets what he said. The next day in the office reader won't even look or talk to him and in the field reader is more careless and takes huge risks because of what Aaron had said.

Possibly ends with reader getting an injury and is in the hospital and in fluff or hurt/comfort.

Im in a big mood for some angsty shizz so if you are able and willing i would love to see what you put together for this. If not that's perfectly fine too! Thanks darlin' 🫶

Hi!! Of course I still take requests and I'm happy to write it for you! Let me know what you think and thank you so much for your idea love, I was in the mood for some angst too lol 🫶🏼

If you guys have some resquets, I'll be happy to write them for you!

Warnings : angst, injury, hospital, mentions of death, blood, aaron being mean, use of the word "fuck"

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"Why the fuck did you do that y/n ?!" Aaron said, his hand grasping the wheel harder than usual.

"I didn't think Aaron, I just acted." you responded, your jaw clenched.

"You could have get yourself kill. Are you stupid or what ?"

"The girl is alive, that's all that matters. You would have done the same thing I'm pretty sure."

You guys worked a case of a young girl getting abducted. When you found her, you went to untie her before looking if the unsub was there. It was reckless you know it but you didn't think about it at the time. You just wanted her to feel safe.

"I wouldn't have put my life or the life of my team on the line y/n."

When Aaron pulled in the driveway, you got out of the car, following him while he unlocked the door of the apartment. You threw your purse on the bench near the door, turning around to face Aaron, your arms crossed.

"Why did you even come back here if we're just going to fight?" he sighed.

"Really Aaron ? I'm the one fighting when you're the one to say I'm stupid. Are you not happy that I got back ?"

"Well, with the way you're acting out, what difference would it make."

That did it for you. Being told that you're stupid was one thing because what you did was stupid, but being told that he would've rather not seeing you home with him, that was something else.

"Is that what you want ? For me to go out into the field and not come back home ?" you said, voice breaking.

Aaron kept his gaze on the floor, something he would always do when he felt ashamed or angry. Of course he wouldn't want that but by the time he could find the words to say something, you replicated with a coldly "yeah, that's what I thought." before grabbing your purse and leaving his apartment. That night, all you could think about was him and how he wouldn't even mind if something happened to you. You've been with him for a couple of months now but you never made it official yet. Both of you wanted to take your time. But now, you ask yourself if all of it was really worth it.

For Aaron, it wasn't that. Of course he cared about you and he wanted you to come back home after each days, but at that moment, with the tears in your eyes and your voice breaking, he couldn't answer anything and now he regretted it. What you did was stupid, it's true but he shouldn't have talk to you like that. He knew you were probably going to cry yourself to sleep tonight and it killed him. He tried calling you but he knew you wouldn't respond. But he knew that you needed some space.

The next day, you dreaded going to work. You didn't want to face him and you just wanted to curve yourself in your bed. When you got at work, you waited for him to get off of his car. You didn't want to talk to him. You didn't even want to see him. He hurted you. The team realized something was wrong with the both of you, especially with your attitude, you who are always bubbly and in a good mood. Everytime you needed to give him a report or to ask him a question for a case, you send Spencer or JJ at your place. You explained to them briefly that you guys were fighting and that you didn't want to talk to him or to talk about it. But then, when Hotch called the team for a meeting because of a new case, you knew the day will be long. A man started shooting in a high school in Baltimore and the team needed to hurry.

Arriving at the scene, Aaron gave everyone inscructions. He tried looking at you but you focused your gaze everywhere except on him. He wasn't even sure if you heard him talking. He then went into a FBI van with Rossi and Emily to listen to the suspect inside of the school. He kept some students hostage and the team needed to let them leave in security. Aaron told everyone to wait for the signal, for when someone could go in without being shot. You were so mad at him that following his orders was something you couldn't think of doing at that moment. Even if it would mean for you to get shot. You honestly didn't care. You didn't care because he didn't care. So while everyone was busy, you went to see a member of the SWAT and told him that you'll go in and not to shoot whatever happens. Aaron was busy with Rossi and a couple of other officers, not seeing the camera of the school cafeteria in the van. It's when Emily shouted something that he turned around, his eyes paralyzed on the screen. You were there, inside. He couldn't hear what's was going on and he knew that no matter how panicked he was, that he couldn't run inside the school without getting you both shot and maybe the students too. His mouth was dry and he swears he never felt worse than now.

The Unsub asked you to take off your bulletproof vest and to leave your gun on the floor. You did as asked, knowing that you'll be in trouble after. You'll be in so much trouble. You talked with the Unsub, telling him that you understood why he did that. People bullied him and he couldn't live like that anymore. You try talking him out of it but you knew he was desperate and killing a feredal agent would get himself kill, something he wanted. So when Aaron saw your body crumbling on the floor, he couldn't take it anymore. He got out of the van, yelling at the SWAT team to enter the school and do something. Derek was holding him back, trying not to think about your body on the floor.

When the SWAT finally enter the school and killed the shooter, Aaron runned to you, seeing your body covered in blood, you in and out of consciousness. You couldn't hear him and couldn't see him well, your eyes closing by themselves.

When the doctor came back into the waiting room, Aaron rised from his chair automatically, his face white as if he just seen a ghost. His heart was pounding loud in his chest and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

"She's going to be ok. She lost a lot of blood but the operation went well. She just need to rest for a couple of weeks. You can go see her if you want."

Rossi looked over to Aaron, hand on his shoulder.

"You should go see her first." he said.

He walked tentatively to your hospital room, it's not that Aaron wouldn't want to see you, he just knew that he wouldn't be able to see you like that, in a hospital bed with machines plugged to you.

"If you're here to yell at me you can leave." you said abruptly, looking everywhere except at him.

"I'm not. But you know that what you did was stupid. I could've lose you." he responded, his arms crossed the same way they're crossed when he's reprimanding Jack. You felt guilty and you knew he was right. It was stupid.

"It's not like you would've care."

"I would've care because I love you. I love you y/n and I know this is probably not the way you would have thought of me saying it but it's true. I love you more than anything in the world and I'm sorry if sometimes I suck at showing it. I do care about you and I do want you home after each day and if something would happen to you I would not get through it. I was so scared out there, it made me think that I can't loose you too the same way. I know we said that we'll take our time but I want you to be mine and I need you to be mine and to come back to me." his voice was shaking and tears were forming in his eyes.

You never saw him emotional because of you and the only thing you wanted was to lay yourself on him and kiss him.

"I'm so sorry for what I said y/n. I'm so sorry."

You couldn't help the tears falling on your cheeks, Aaron sitting on the bed next to you.

"I'm sorry too Aaron. I know it was stupid but I just thought you didn't care about me but I know it's not an valuable thing to excuse how I acted. I love you. I want to be yours forever and I can imagine how you felt because I would've felt the same if it was you. I promise not the be this reckless again, I promise."

[dollfaced-erin]

the jing yuan x dan jia x yanqing found family is everything to me

help stop this is so cute, I CAN SEE IT.

jing yuan had always been a silent man. yes he's always lazy and slacking off, but who knew just how much trouble was stirring inside of him ? bro even had to forget snowmoon because of the grief he felt when she died after the abundance wars ;;-;; he suffered so much from the wrongs of his friends, leaving him alone to bear the weight of everything and bro has so much self-restraint to never go bonkers or let mara engulf his poor soul ?!?! bro even had to take up all the shame and humility his friends caused and clean up after their messes like bro IS A GODDAMN WALKING GREEN FLAG ? not to mention he is the damn general of the LUOFU ITSELF HELP-

dan jia / (Y/n) is in a similar boat. she was literally imprisoned by the perceptors because she was a luofu high elder with her brother. she was basically cooped up, told this and that, thrown duties onto her she never complained about because she a true kween. then she was literally used as sacrifice for a ritual (not a cult, i promise), before being put into sleep forcefully because of her powers being sucked out involuntarily while she was still using them (hell naur) not to mention waking up and having to deal with all this shizz again help poor homegirl needs her rest for once AND PEACEFUL ONE TOO.

yanqing...not only did his dad go get milk, HIS MOM DID TOO AND JUST...ABANDONED THE POOR BABY ?! bro this child ? i would adopt him. jing yuan mustve had trouble trying to control this boy, but i know that deep down yanqing just wants to be stronger and improve day after day to help jing yuan. like he cant help but his dad is like so stress AND FOR WHTA ?! HIS HAIR IS ALREADY WHITE (jokes) bro is trying so hard to be the next swordsmaster even tho it's so looked down upon, but bby really just wants to prove that he is capable enuf to help jing yuan is all !

them three being together is like...the most wholesome thing ever. jing yuan has remnants of his happy days with (y/n) even tho she isnt dan jia anymore, she accepts that, but at the same time it's no longer her since times have changed and so did she.

(y/n) on the other hand accepts the peaceful like that yanqing brings her, a light in the darkness that guides her through her more stressful days with reminding her days of what it was like when she and jing yuan were young (mother father ? pls adopt me too).

yanqing is happy, though he doesnt have his biological parents, he has jing yuan who he sees as a father figure (seeing that the general raised him, just hope he is a better version that his hi3 self, help) and though he had just met (y/n) while she was awake and vice versa, he seems to be able to click with her and seems to be quite protective of her.

hoping that one day he'll actually call her mom to see her reaction. i bet jing yuan would SOB.

[banqanas]

Best thing about watching JAM The Drama as it aired was getting the added bonus of seeing Shin, Masa, Yuta and Onocha discuss the episodes after they aired each week. All the bts stuff was so fun to listen to. I miss that so much.

Also, Yuta's adventures in babysitting during the JAM the recital rehearsals when everyone came and went in lil groups or on their own. One time he was looking after Sho's dog (he was filming something on the side, but I forgot what it was), even bringing her with him to the studio where Onocha played with her, and then deciding to take him and the dog home with him because he felt bad for separating them. Like, he cooked him dinner and let him sleep on the couch, while Sho was very baffled by it all when he called to check in on his dog.

The JAM franchise was the best thing to happen to Gekidan fans, and I really hope there will be more one day. Like, Shin already said that he would be very happy (and willing) to return to it even after leaving.

OZATTSU THE PARENT MAN YOU ARE LMAOOOO

in this situation onocha is definitely more of "the playmate to my friend's dog" instead of a fellow group member 😭😭😭💀💀

JAM is such a gem, one of those shows that's full of LDH's charm (them showing off their artists many talents + adding what they think is cool + for some reason NAOTO is there LOL)

And i really appreciate what a good production it is. I mean compared to Wild Heroes, JAM is so much more polished and professional. Which is what they deserve because acting is their bread and butter compared to other exile tribe members !!!!

I have never watched JAM's recitals before but maybe I will be looking into them. And I'm still pissed off they never released Need Ur Love. GIVE ME MY BIRTHDAY BOYS!!!!!!!!

i owe my life to Sabu for putting a hip hop man like SWAY in a full on traditional getup singing enka. like truly thank you for my life. changed the chemicals in my brain and all that shizz

i miss them my silly, very dysfunctional found family of ghosts and conmans and stalkers among others

[marmolady]

Pick Up The Pieces: Part Two (Grace x Aleister)

Main Pairings: Graleister time!

Summary: During Book Three. Aleister and Grace are back with their friends, but his betrayal hangs over them both.

Part One may be found here!

Word Count: 3144

Notes: Yeah, this took a little while. I get there eventually, though! In my defence, since writing Part One I moved interstate, and also, I have a baby. That shizz is tiring, dudes. So, if anyone actually reads my stuff anymore, here's Part Two! This one has Estela in it.

I always LOVED the diamond scene where the MC sees through Raj's eyes... and gives some romantic advice to poor old Al. I couldn't not reference that here!

Tagging: @saivilo, @edgydepressedchoicesthot, @sceptilemasterr, ​@mauvecatfic @rhemenway888

Thanks for reading! Comments and re-blogs make me EXTRA happy. Talk Endless Summer to me, people.

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“To think we’ll somehow all make it back home alive when we must be placed at his mercy to do so… it’s madness. It’s all we have, but it’s madness.”

Huddled together in a tent taken from the Arachnid vehicle, Aleister looked to Grace, and she appeared so small… scared.

“I’m sorry,” he sighed. “I wish I wouldn’t frighten you with my pessimism.” Can’t you do anything right? He wrapped his fingers around her own, and brought them to his lips so he could gently kiss her. “A fool’s errand it might be, but for you… well, I’ll find a way to come through.”

“That’s my Al.” Grace snuggled into him, so easily enveloped in his much longer frame. “We have your mom on our side as well.”

Aleister felt his breath catch in his throat. “Yes.”

What was left of his mother. A mere shadow, a holographic slave.

“I can’t shake the thought that he was behind her death… somehow. We certainly know now that he’s capable of murder.”

And that was who they were dealing with here. The one person they had on their side was under his control, programmed to obey, however she might fight it. Not only that, but thanks to Lila, his father would already know full well what their group was seeking. They didn’t have a hope. They didn’t have a bloody….

“Aleister.”

There was so much warmth in Grace’s eyes. Care… soft and genuine. The intelligence in her gaze had drawn him in, but it was the kindness that held him captive. Having never known anything like it-- well, not since losing his mother far too young-- to feel it from her had left him helplessly addicted. Grace was, quite simply, what was good in the world. A shining beacon in the darkness.

“I’m terrified of losing you,” he said meekly. “At all costs, I… I will keep you safe.”

Grace leaned in and tenderly kissed his lips. “And I’ll keep you safe. You don’t believe you deserve happiness-- I know that-- but you do. Trust in us. Trust our friends-- after all that we’ve done together what can’t we do? We’re going to get back home.”

Aleister looked into those eyes, more beautiful than the sun hitting the rolling sea at the end of a summer's day, holding more intelligence than he was certain he could ever fathom. If there was one thing he knew, it was that he’d die before he let his father take this feeling from him.

It was hard to imagine Grace would ever look at him like that again. The wedding crisis had been averted, and with no dilemma to be solved acting as a distraction, the weight of his actions came crashing down once more. Aleister couldn’t remember feeling so awkward a social setting-- and that was him.

Tentatively, he’d tested out where he stood with his friends. Well, former friends in some cases. Michelle was still cold. Craig and Zahra both seemed to have accepted him back relatively well, something he hadn’t expected. Taylor was effusive, and Estela appeared to be pointedly avoiding him… probably not a good sign. But Sean and Raj treated him as a friend, as though nothing had happened. Quinn, Diego and Varyyn were all a  little strained with it, but had made friendly overtures too. Jake… Aleister hadn’t come into close contact with since returning to the present, but his hopes were not high.

And then… Grace. She had snapped at him a couple of times after they arrived in the past-- deserved, of course. Mostly, though, he’d catch her eye and she just appeared so profoundly sad. As though the anger had passed, and what was left was something even deeper.

Having freshened up inside the manor, Aleister walked outside towards where the rest of the group was gathering to eat, and in the doorway almost collided with Estela heading in the opposing direction.

She huffed a “Watch it,” and made to carry on.

“Estela--”

Perhaps it foolish, but Aleister found himself wanting his approval more than most of the others. Back in college-- another world away now-- he’d seen something of himself in her. She was an outsider, quiet and intelligent. Unlike him, she had a tendency towards extreme violence, but knowing what he did now, he didn’t much blame her.

Her eyes flashed dangerously. “I don’t believe you have anything to say to me. Bastardo traidor. Vete a la mierda!”

He should have backed off. Aleister knew he should have backed off. But ‘traitor’? Everything had been to keep them safe. Everything. He’d been wrong, but how was his intent so badly lost still?

“Don’t you realise that I was never on my fa--” Even in his rising anger, the word hurt far too much to utter. “That I was never on his side? My failings I’ll admit to gladly, but wavering loyalty is not among them.”

“Then congratulations,” Estela said softly, a snarl of a sound, “your stupidity almost wiped out everyone left on this earth who cared about you. What do you want, a pat on the back?”

“I may have been an idiot, but I know that much! I promise you couldn’t possibly loathe me for that fact any more than I do myself.”

Estela turned away, frowning deeply. “Well, you’ve made it clear where you stand now. There’s no crawling back to Daddy from here.” When she looked back at him, her eyes were afire. “I’ll accept that you’re an ally, but don’t you fool yourself into thinking you could ever be a friend to me after what you did.”

She spat the words at him with such venom that Aleister took a stumbling step backwards.

“I think that’s quite plain, Estela.”

“Good,” she said, calm, as though she’d caught herself on the verge of letting her feelings get the better of her.

Then she stalked away without a word more.

Aleister swayed slightly on the spot. Ridiculous, he thought, that he let it hurt so much. The belonging he’d felt was so new to him, he shouldn’t have gotten attached to such a feeling. It could never have lasted.

“Al?”

He nearly jumped out of his skin. Turning hastily, there was Grace coming up behind him.

“Estela doesn’t speak for everyone, you know,” she said quietly. “You have friends here-- people who care for you and forgive you.”

Hunching his shoulders self-consciously, he avoided eye contact. “If that brute spoke for everyone, I’d have twelve spears protruding from my chest already. It’s no matter. It’s just what she’s like. Aggressive.”

Grace’s expression hardened. “Estela’s justified in what she feels! You knowingly left her at the mercy of the people who murdered her mother. She’s not a brute-- she’s a human being who’s been hurt badly. By you!”

If Aleister had been sheepish before…. For one so tall, he somehow cowered and shrunk into something so small even beside Grace’s diminutive figure.“I know-- I know! And I can keep saying it until I’m blue in the face; I could not see another way of us getting out of this alive. I didn’t want to….”

“I know. It doesn’t automatically just… make everything better, but… I know.”

The sadness in Grace’s sweet face broke him. The last person he’d ever, ever wanted to hurt…. So blinded by the fear of it, he’d not protected her from any threat, he’d become the threat. And everyone he cared about suffered as a result.

“You’re… you’re quite right,” he said quietly. “The responsibility is mine. It’s my fault that people were hurt. Right or not-- and I think we know which eventuated-- I had no place to make a decision like that on behalf of everyone else. I’m only grateful the consequences weren’t even worse.”

Grace put her hand to his cheek, her hand soft and warm as she cradled his face. Aleister’s breath caught in his throat at the tenderness of her touch, the gentleness in her eyes.

“...Grace…”

“We’re all alive, you silly, silly man,” she said with an exasperated smile. “Whatever we’ve all been through because of you screwing up, we came out the other side. And if it weren’t for you, we’d all have been lost. From now, though, I think we need to face things together. Really together.”

“Y--yes,” he croaked.

“Come on now, you dummy. We’re missing out on a picnic-- you can’t tell me you haven’t missed Raj’s cooking!”

As Aleister and Grace came to the clifftop where the group had gathered, Jake, catching sight of them, put his fingers to his lips and whistled.

“Over here, Malfoy!”

Grace tugged at his hand. “Come on! No one’s going to bite. Even Estela.”

Aleister wasn’t so sure about that last bit, but looking around the circle, he saw Estela relaxed and smiling, Taylor leaning up against her. Even as they made eye contact, the fierceness had faded. It seemed she’d made her point and wasn’t interested in wasting further energy on the issue. The issue being him.

To Aleister’s surprise, Jake wasn’t just calling them over-- he’d budged up making a space beside him.

“Sit your backstabbing ass down,” Jake said, his genuinely welcoming tone at stark odds with the words themselves.

All the same, Aleister couldn’t help the feeling of dread. He was about to be chewed out all over again, and he certainly could not blame Jake-- or anyone, really. He sat down, rather grateful for Grace’s taking a spot beside him.

Jake looked over Aleister with something like amusement, as though he enjoyed making him squirm a little. “I never figured I’d be the one rolling the red carpet out for you after the shit you pulled. When it comes down to it, you hadn’t been a traitorous bastard, Mike would’ve been lost forever. Damn it, I thought he was.” He looked away from Aleister’s nervous gaze to glance affectionately at the man on his other side. Mike was tentatively tucking in; not saying more than the odd word, but comfortable, welcomed into the fold. “Trust ain’t a simple thing to repair, and that was a fucking doozy. But you saved this kid. Guess a truce is do-able after all.”

Letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, Aleister took a plate and sized up the spread of food in the middle of the circle.

“Am I to assume there’s been some hopping through time windows going on here?”

Raj grinned broadly. “So, we jumped back to this place’s heyday in the ‘20s, back when the pantry was full, can you blame a man for wanting to stock up his kitchen?”

One of the anachronists was scowling. “All of time at your fingertips….”

“Hey!” Taylor cried. “We already almost wiped out the Vaanti. Probably better if we leave the time travel to the people who know what they’re doing.”

“Better safe than sorry!” Grace agreed, and she passed Aleister he deviled eggs. “I’ve seen what can become of someone when they play with forces too big for them to understand. I’d definitely feel better if we tread very carefully.”

The anachronist sighed, shaking her head.

Aleister was with his friends on that one. And as the few anachronists who’d joined them for the picnic shared stories of their travels in time, that point of view only became further cemented. Anyone who could laugh about ‘riding a T-rex’ was, in his book, stark raving bloody mad.

In no time at all, talk turned to the group’s next move. Aleister’s body seemed to ache at the very thought of a ‘next move’; electric burns and a tonne of emotional upheaval were taking their toll. He said little, well aware that being perceived as overly forceful could damage the bonds he was so carefully rekindling.

Thankfully, Taylor, ever the one to slip naturally into taking the lead, must have been taking to account just how knackered some of the group were.

“I think,” she said, “it wouldn’t be a bad idea to take a day or two to rest, especially while we’ve got somewhere like this to shelter away. I know we can’t just hide away until everyone’s completely healed, but a little recovery time has got to help.”

Quinn nodded. “I’ll sleep better when we have the other piece of the Heart again, but the fact that I still clearly have that connection means we’ll be able to seek it out. What matters is we’ve got this half out of Rourke’s hands.”

“A little more time to help Mike get his bearings, I’ll take.” Jake said, then he sighed. “We’ll be a sitting target here, ya know, Princess….”

Nervously, Aleister cleared his throat. “I wouldn’t be so certain. Bearing in mind, we are thought to be stumbling around in the 1920s presently, and my father’s security operation will be on the back foot after your successful rescue.” He nodded appreciatively to Taylor, who smiled in response.

“That was my thinking too. I also thought it likely we’d be expected to return to either Elyys’tel or The Celestial-- or hell, even The Elysian. Somewhere actually stocked with medical supplies and food.”

Estela still looked unsure. “Fine, we let everyone rest up. But if we’re setting up camp somewhere as conspicuous as a freaking mansion, we need security measures.”

Taylor reached and squeezed her lover’s hand. “Of course. It took us this long to get everyone back together safe. I don’t think any of us are going to take that for granted.”

There was a shared murmur of agreement, and it took Aleister a moment to comprehend that he was included in that ‘everyone’. At the realisation, his cheeks and ears pinkened.

Evening spilled into night, and the relaxed atmosphere put Aleister at ease. With Estela having said her piece and moved on, there seemed to be no ill will coming his way. Nobody looked at him differently as they passed plates of food onto him-- he was just another one of their gang. The ‘fam’, Raj would, and did, say.

“Hey!” Raj called out, and he sat himself down next to Aleister on the grass. “I bet you’ve missed all this! A while since you’ve had anyone much to talk to, huh?”

“Mm,” Aleister replied noncommittally. He couldn’t very well make a show of being sorry for himself, but there was truth to that statement. He had missed them. These people were his friends, and now… everything was so clear. His father could not be allowed to bring Project Janus to completion, and the only hope Aleister could see was in the people around him. He looked into Raj’s broad, friendly face, and returned the smile. “It is a welcome change,” he admitted.

And now that he had Raj here….

“I…, well, I….” He cleared his throat. “I… don’t know if you recall….”

“Aw, shizz! I’ve really fallen behind in that crash course I was gonna give you in foolproof romance!”

“Well, seeing as I’ve already quite proven myself the fool, it seems I’m the perfect man to put your techniques to the test.” Aleister couldn’t help but wince as the next words passed his lips: “I don’t suppose you have a ukulele to hand? If the offer of accompaniment stands?”

Raj’s mouth fell open.

“Of course I’ve got my ukulele, man… what do you take me for? I’m not gonna get caught out in a ukulele emergency without a ukulele!”

“You… anticipated a ukulele emergency?”

“It’s La Huerta. Stranger things have happened! Besides, it always comes in handy in the event of a fire-side singalong.”

Now that Aleister thought about it, his mission to serenade Grace could indeed constitute a ukulele emergency. Perhaps Raj had a fair point.

Here, he thought, swallowing his pride with all of his might, goes absolutely nothing.

Raj strummed the strings to a gentle rhythm, calm as rolling waves and at stark odds to the churning of Aleister’s stomach. Of course, thirteen pairs of eyes were upon him now-- this might have been for Grace, but as soon as Raj whipped out the ukulele and started playing, the audience was inevitable.

Damn.

His voice caught in his throat.

Damn again.

“Grace, I…” he said, braving looking into her face for a moment even as he fumbled with his words, “I wrote this for you. It isn’t much, I’m afraid-- it seems I’m no lyricist-- but the words are honest and true.”

And he began to sing.

“I never knew what it could be, until your demure beauty graced my world, that the warmth of a smile could be meant for me….

“The brilliance of a supernova, though you’d never see it, if only you could….”

For Grace, the rest of the world seemed to fall away. The friends beside her had hushed, letting the words fall upon her with clarity, but the roar of Cetus’ wildest storm couldn’t drown out what she felt between herself and Aleister.

What she’d always believed-- what she’d known was there.

Tenderness hung on every word, the cold exterior having been banished for the sake of utter vulnerability before her… well, before everyone. But it was for her. Aleister couldn’t take back his mistakes, his narrow-sighted attempts at saving her, but he could open up. Against everything that had been programmed into him, the need to be an icy pinnacle, infallible… here he was, bearing his heart and soul to her.

The way he sang her name, as though a voice could give a loving caress… it brought an ache to heart, swelling with feeling. The was no doubt, now. She cared for him still. She loved him.

Aleister finished up, trembling, and the quiet was broken by a couple of loud whoops and cheers, followed by applause from the whole group. He felt positively faint, but kept his eyes upon those of the one the song had been for. Grace was hushed, her kind eyes glistening with tears fighting to fall.

Craig’s loud voice cut through the cheers. “You know, Z, if you really loved me, you’d write me a song and all!”

“Craig, it’s important to me that you hear this and fully comprehend.” Zahra looked him dead in the eye. “I am never, not ever going to write a fucking song for you. Actually, I would sooner eat a bowl of razor blades. Scratch that-- a bowl of razor blades, and Raj’s hangover special.” She shrugged. “Just so you know where we stand on that one.”

“Aw.”

Aleister didn’t hear them. He was gazing into Grace’s sparkling eyes, the smile in them, warm and joyous. He could scarcely dare believe that sparkling smile was for him, that he could still bring it into being. For all his arrogant blunders, his well-intentioned disasters, and the fact that he’d sung the whole ditty looking-- he was certain-- like a man on the verge of being violently ill, that smile was still for him.

He loved her. Grace Tamara Hall. And just perhaps… she might love him too.

[lonespektr]

SEPTEMBER 10TH HORROR WATCH

The Invitation (2022) specifying 2022 because it's a BUNCH of horror movies called the invitation and they are good but we don't want to confuse anybody

Okay

Old timey days fancy lady

Locked in the house, they chasin her

She kills herself off the fancy stairwell

"it ends here"

Clearly not because this is min 5 of the movie

party server women camaraderie over being groped by men

It's a gala thing for a DNA kit company

They snag a kit

Protag mails it in

English cuz is in NY wants to meet up

He's apparently the whitest man alive

Bestie says hell naw he's going to take her kidneys

She meets him he says she's a family scandal

One guess why

That's right their girl had a baby with a black staffer presumably the old timey woman that offed herself at the start

Black staffer raised her kin on his own

Eventually they moved to America

But homeboy told everybody about her 🤣🤣🤣

Now the whole family wants to meet the black american cousin 🤣🤣🤣

There's a big wedding this makes it a plausible reason for her to visit

Protag bumps the help and drops of bunch of shit the help are woc

The head butler of whatever tells her to to clean it up

Not very tall dark (obviously fucking white why do white ppl call themselves dark cause of black hair) hansom says no shes a vip

Protag like okay so it's ok talking shit to the help??

I realize this is a plot hole because she's fucking American he would know she probably wasn't the help not in a uniform and talking shit

Anyways the house has a bunch of gawdy art sculptures like animals

Is this maid welsh? Can i accurately identify welsh accent?

Fancy room maid says the fancy wrought iron bars are on the windows because of demon shrikes

The bars match the decor there's wrought iron shit and marble shit and carved shit everywhere

Former lady of the house??

Doesn't say yo mama

She know she fuckin dying she crying implying it's about the dead lady of the house it ain't she knows about the set up!!!

Bro y'all not related?? You talking about the home owner.

Nightmare lady of the house

Monster in the hallway

Very elaborate ritual just to see who has a cleaning assignment for a creepy locked room they look nervous

Mostly woc

Maid says not safe out of her room

Head host literally chanting

Wired headphones in the year of our lord 2022?

Got her

Everyone is too happy almost relieved that she is there

Mean girls

Short one doesn't travel much

Fancy pants stole her drink and pulled her into a live performance on a moments notice how romantic

Cuz is kikiing with mean girl constant she was supposed to be the whatever she now it's protag

Confirmation he's fully in on it

Clearly they need a female heir but why

Second? Third?? Time on that sword

Oh shizz monster in the room

Dude is in the room? 🧐

Made another glass mess for maid

Lots of sharp objects being set up

Dude not subtle

Protag not fucking around

I'm poor i want money to do shit bro

He's playing it obviously fake

Excellently done tension with the manicure scene

Keeps breaking shit

Seeggs he proposed because they are already doing a wedding so

She literally juz said yes and he didn't laugh wtf

Lol she checked like bruh I'm nawt serious

Friggin venician masks now

3 families

She's literally all the head of the table with home boy

Hes playing it so greasy

Shes physically repulsed yet she keeps saying yes

He announced they marriage at dinner

Another one bites the dust

Exposition speech teach people made a deal with the devil

Count Dracula (literally numerology obsessed 🤣)

Talking about 3 is the magic number of brides

So thought they were all vampires but it's just ones dude hoarding power

The bridesmaids drank blood??

Wait who's got fangs?

She's expecting the rich people who sell their daughters for infinity to help

He's delusional

Maid is VERY distraught

More exposition

3 is that magic number they all get to be immortal if they cross the three blood lines

Apparently all fangs are day walkers

Lots of screaming begging and crying

Maid rescue

They guy is literally from dowton Abbey righ?

First house trouble

Name dropped the family

Not very smart but observant

Back in

Wedding day

That was always the play

Wild AF the change being instant

Stakes him already

Miss

Girls fight to the death

Show down count v protag

She's already unvamped with the palace buying around her nice and tidy

Daughter surpases the mother in that too end it

You don't maurder yourself you kill the baddie you survive

Lol she goes after cuz later w bestie

[lunaesqua-blog]

Me: I’m gonna get to replies and such! I’ma be productive.

Also me: LOOK AT MY BEAUTIFUL GIRL. AHHHH HHHH H H H HHHH

[amjustagirl]

Ate Nikki!! You disappeared right after posting the last chapter of your Osamu fic and I understand that life happened. I am just happy that you're somehow back here hihi. I'm sorry for what happened to you while you were gone, I hope your foot recovers fast and you find time to relax and enjoy without thinking of work logs.

A lil' bit about me, our 2nd term will start tomorrow and I'm nervous about what my univ life will be like but I am also excited to learn. Also, my Tooru doll finally has a companion after I acquired the rare Omi doll from the previous owner I was searching for that kind of doll for 5 months.

I see you're watching Spy x Family!! Omgggg I'm also watching that anime coz the fluff, comedy, and action (AND ANYA dhskdhasjkd) are what I desperately need in this world. I also started reading manhwas, you can say I read for the plot (plot = male leads that are so hot and gorgeous >.<).

In all seriousness, I really hope you get to take a break from everything. I can wait for your new fics as long as when you come back here, you're energized and healthy.

Lastly, I would like to say that the ending in Osamu's story is the best ending I've read. I love that I read it from the pov of the child resulting in me gushing with warmth and love. The closeness of the Miya fam, in the end, contrasted with the cold and trauma that the reader felt at the start of the story. A perfect end to a beautiful story.

here's Tooru and Omi to brighten your day 💙

hey elle!

sorry for disappearing (again)! need a bit of time to handle my headspace cos well...i got bad news that i'll be in a cast for 6 weeks. ah well.

Spy x family omg anya gives me LIFE. That girl is so freaking hilarious I LOVE HER i have an anya sticker pack with all her expressions and i mimic them to annoy the shizz out of my husband and her energy and chaos is so funny and infectious. i love the anime, i just wish it'd go a bit faster but i'll just take it as a slice of life anime!

and awww YOUR DOLLS are so darn cute!!! esp tooru's cheeky smirk and kiyoomi's unamused look. hope uni life is kind to you!

[dizzyiscrocodile]

WHY I THINK ENA IF BEST FANDOM GO

--AND I"VE BEEN IN THE HK FANDOM AND THEIR SUPPOSED 2 BE THE BEST FANDOM SO THAT SAYS SOMETHING I THINK RANT GO! Ena is so random and out there that any interpretation is not only up in the air but welcome and appreciated and respected. Theories are anyone's guess and trailers tell us next to nothing about the next ena, accept forget us hyped so we can have a shitfit and scream over the hottest character when the next comes out. We all know were fucking ridiculous- were all aware of the content we're working with, and how little to no sense it makes, and how we are making a positivity mountain out of a molehill. We can't really make fun of each other, like the brony or Roblox fandoms- it's just so dumb and ridiculous that we're all on the same level (those fandoms are still toxic, btw, and I have no fucking idea why.) We all have that 'we aren't normal people for liking this enough to be part of its fanbase' sense and it unites us. ENA as a base content is genius - so weird and appealing and nonsensical all praise Joel. The voice acting, music, animation, graphics, mood- This is about the fandom tho. not the content itself. so enough. WITH being as open as it is, everyone ships everything and nobody judges anyone! it is a fandom, so if the only things ever onscreen were two unrelated rocks they would be shipped, let's be honest. Were also all very queer and neurodivergent, often seeing ourselves in ena- weird in a world that doesn't make sense, so were just the right kind of people to create a cool-ass welcoming fanbase. ENA IS ALSO SHORT AND FREE! This meaning ANYONE ANYWHERE can just get in the fandom without having to pay money or sit down and watch something for three hours, making it very very accessible. SPEAKING OF ENA BEING WEIRD! With just as out there and open for interpretation the series is, it is QUITE easy to relate to the characters if you have a little bit of imagination. It's like, the dream fandom, nobody knows what he looks like so they fill in the blanks with what they want to see. Nobody knows too much or can make out too much about ena, so it's easy to fill in the blanks with -- yourself! Making Neurodivergent and queer headcanons welcome and explored, and of course, if ena doesn't fit you, we HAVE enasonas? :))))) It doesn't make sense so it does. Other fandoms will cutthroat and argue neck and neck about lore and theories. We have NO FUCKING IDEA what's going on! so every theory is unprovable, though cool and often adopted by the fandom- we cant go neck and neck. that'd be dumb. WE ARE SMALL AND PASSIONATE! we have a drawing pencil and BOYYYY DO WE LOVE TO DRAW! We have incredible amounts of beautifully created art by a small (more medium now, but if we consider indie game fandoms small, DEFINITELY SMALL) and welcoming community that is easy to weave yourself into and snug in. If there is toxic shizz in the fandom it's easy to avoid. Surprisingly a lot of gatcha around here, but if your not into that stuff it is easy to avoid. Much like other pieces of the fandom, if you arent into MoonyXENA it's easy to avoid. Nothing seems flanderized or in your face like in other fandoms stuff is. Our fandom is small and doesn't really have any toxic saviors. We have big figures in the fandom, but they are all wholesome and genuine people, we also don't idolize them like bigger communities tend to. Hell, I've dm'd Gamer duck (Happy ENA's VA) and he was kind and responded to us. It's small enough that the VA's, creators, and team are involved and friendly when interacting with the community down on personal levels. most of it is drama-free too- and we recognize pretty quickly when people try to spark stuff. for example, the only drama post saw here was about Gabbo the banana man- someone spoke up and tried to say they were transphobic and stab at Joel We saw this was pretty weird, and unlike other communities I've had the displeasure of being a part of, we shut it down immediately and explained kindly why it was a misunderstanding. Why does his matter? In other places there would've been a debate and

people angrily attacking not only Joel, but the creator of the post often, to just start a tizzy. Here, we do not want drama, we aren't here to cancel anyone, we want to have fun with polygons. --Bonus points for Ena's google page is SFW! which is strange for a female character with something resembling boobs. of course, rule thirty-four of the internet applies to her, but we aren't as down bad. Our only issue by far is Ena's gender. Please, collectively, stop arguing over Ena's gender. do we really wanna start a new mangle debate? Go down that hole? no, we don't. Ena's gender whatever you want it to be you hoes. Oh and we're just... slightly, starved for content. Joel is doing his best and we're here 2 support it. We can ride out off Rubypanda in the meantime.

This post will definitely be edited to add more l8r tysm

[bookwyrminspiration]

Character analysis on Brielle? If not that’s okay- you don’t have to do shizz :0 also ilyy

Hi yes hello Ozzy I love you very much 🥺🥺 /p

(Also my apologies for this taking me a few days)

I absolutely love Brielle and would be more than happy to analyze her and any other character you’d like hnnggg I love character analysis

(Also shout out to all the people who discovered my analysis posts recently and just went wild lol, y’all are great /gen)

Okay so Brielle!! She unfortunately doesn’t have a lot of page time because she fuckin dead but we can see that she is a very good soldier, she does her job and she sticks to it despite personal risk. That shows a lot of loyalty to her queen and other superiors, as she was entirely willing to (and did) die for someone(s) she didn’t know very well, because that was her duty. It was her assignment.

She’s shown so little I’m mostly basing this off my memories of her dialogue, because i don’t have the time to find it.

There’s a scene in Lodestar (I think that’s the right book?) where Grady is talking about how he can defend himself, and then Brielle asks if he’s ready to end a life/fight with a blade (that’s heavily paraphrased, also might’ve been Grizel but Brielle would’ve agreed with her). Which shows how confident she is in her own abilities. She knows what she’s good at and what her purpose is, she knows what her strengths are and how she can best be used in any given situation. She’s self-aware, which is uncommon in a lot of characters.

And one more thing, that is entirely unintentional on Shannon’s part because her hair is straight as dry spaghetti in the desert, is that Brielle takes care of herself. The most memorable, emphasized thing about Brielle is her curls. Her beautiful curls. If you look her up on the kotlc wiki she’s only identified by her curls. But anyone with wavy/curly hair can tell you that that shit is difficult as fuck to work with. It takes so much effort to make curls look good, which shows Brielle’s dedication to her appearance and how her hair is important to her. She does that on top of being a bodyguard, showing how she can manage her time and prioritize.

Again that was 100% unintentional on Shannon’s part because she just added that for a bit of aesthetic characterization, but I’m pretending it means something more lol

Also hnnngg I love Brielle so much 🥺🥺, also thank you for the ask because I love analyzing these characters and have some more Thoughts(TM) about many of them so feel free to ask because I will rant about them

[bnha-almost-a-hero]

monster fucking with... nomu?

part of my ‘kinktober’ series, but it’s only half the days and I decided to start at the end of October.

day three and four featuring nomu (don’t question it), you as a slightly deranged, unstable scientist and a healthy helping of mind break.

warnings & shizz: non-con, dub-con, reader’s a rapist, nomu fucking, oh and you kind of turn into a drooling mess at the end (spoilers)

i’m going to hell, i’m going to hell, i’m going to hell, i’m going to hell, i’m going to hell.

oh, and happy halloween!

prompts — ‘monster fucking’ and ‘mind break’

character — nomu (and i-)

Science and ethics have never always gone together. You—as a biologist specializing in the development of quirks in fetuses—know that better than anyone. Society has done you an injustice, you think, to condemn your research as unethical and immoral.

What even are ethics? You ask yourself. There are no ‘ethics’ in the animal kingdom. Adult lions kill baby cubs to preserve their bloodline yet no-one bats an eye. Why when you propose to take a newborn away from her mother for a couple of years to study how their quirk manifests, do the Bureau of Science call you insane? 

You weren’t insane, you were just doing your job.

Just as heroes did theirs.

Yet, when heroes beat villains bloody, society applauded them and threw meaningless awards in their faces? So, why couldn’t you? 

“Hypocrites,” You mutter disdainfully as you march down the hallway. “The whole lot of them.”

The sterile, white walls of the facility would have stifled normal people, but, sandwiched between them, you felt happier than ever. This was your second home, where no pesky Bureau could bother you or where you had to mingle with the uneducated masses. But, today, you shared your facility with a special guest.

Nomu. A word you’d heard all over the news ever since the emergence of this new ‘League of Villains’. From your quaint, little city apartment, you’d drawn up diagrams of them, hypothesized as to their inner workings and fantasized about getting your hands on one…

And now you’d finally done it.

Of course, you couldn’t snag one by yourself—you were only a frail scientist with a handful of fanatical ideas.

But, what you did have, were underground connections. People who you paid off to keep their mouths shut about the goings-on in your facility and who occasionally eliminated a few nosy annoyances if it was necessary. And all you had to do was slide over a wad of cash, whisper a few instructions into their ear and wait a couple of days for a Nomu to be delivered in one of your testing rooms.

It was the same Nomu from the U.S.J. attack that your ‘friends’ had kindly broken out of prison. And you were heading right for him.

‘Room 108 — Testing’, reads the sign outside the door you’ve locked the Nomu up in. Behind the steel barrier rests a monster bound in chains. You are unarmed, but feel confident in your ability to calm the beast should the opportunity arise. Besides, he was in chains—he couldn’t possibly break out. 

Right?

Right?

Your hand hovers over the door’s handle and you contemplate just abandoning this little project. After all, despite being a fanatical scientist, you did have some sense of self-preservation and you really did not want to get crushed to death by those giant, hulking arms of his…

You shake your head.

To abandon this project would be abandoning your integrity as a scientist. What you were going to do would go down in history as one of the biggest advancements in quirk development and you would not let fickle things such as ‘morality’ or ‘self-preservation’ get in the way.

You open the door.

The Nomu’s eyes latch onto you. Frenzied and unfocused, he looks you up and down yet his mannerisms aren’t at all sexual—more like he’s checking for weak points or weapons. The true mark of a beast. You shiver in fright as you stare up at the creation who, even in the chair he’s strapped to, towers over you. Seven feet, you think the media stated his height as. 

“Hello there,” You mumble out to get the conversation going. You’re not entirely sure if he can talk or if he wants to talk, but you know for a fact that he can hear you. “You wanna talk to me today?” No response. “Alright, that’s fine. Can’t imagine you want to talk to a strange person who kidnapped you, but I’m your friend.”

He stares blankly at you and you offer him a smile to reinforce your point.

“I’m just going to… Um,” What could you say? That you were going to fuck his brains out to see if you could rear a child who possessed multiple quirks just as their father had? “I’m just going to… Acquaint myself with you.”

And your dick.

You walked forward and were pleasantly surprised when he didn’t struggle against his chains… He was just watching, like a predator in wait. You reach within an inch of him and stop yourself. You’re about level with his muscled chest which spares you the embarrassment of having to look him in the eye whilst doing this. His head angles down to look at you, but you don’t meet his gaze, instead opting to reach a hand towards the zip of his khaki pants.

You hesitate when he rustles in his chains until you realize he’s just adjusting his position to give you better access. You look up at him. Does he want this? You were fully prepared to take what was yours without asking, but knowing that he wanted this would be comforting. 

You unzip his pants and maneuver it down slightly to free his cock. Even flaccid, it still holds a lot of girth and weight to it and, as you grasp for it, you gulp a little in the apprehension of it being inside of you. Your core thrums with excitement as you place both hands on his engorged prick and slide it up and down. His cock twitches match up perfectly to your shameful heartbeats.

Should I really be doing this? You ask yourself. 

He can’t give consent. 

It doesn’t matter; this is for the greater good. 

This is wrong. 

No, this is for science. 

Society says this is wrong.

Fuck society.

You pry your lips apart, a line of drool escaping as you feast your eyes on the snack in front of you. Now, with the semi-erect tip resting just in front of your face and your engorged clit twitching and pulsing, you swallow his cock. The taste of his pre is salty, but not at all overpowering, your lower half throbs again—begging you to pay attention to it—but you turn away from your own pleasure. 

The Nomu makes a low, guttural groaning sound that you assume is the closest he’s come to vocalization. Conjuring your inner blowjob skills, you press your tongue against the head of his cock then begin to bob up and down, using his groans as a guide to tell you if you’re doing something right or wrong. The temptations there, but despite the curiosity eating away at you, your eyes never meet his, sheerly because you’re afraid.

Afraid you’ll see the disapproving face of society sneering down at you, just as they had done when they cast aside your research years ago.

You continue on, closing your eyes as you focus solely on the salty muskiness that comes with arousal that lingers in the air.

Your fleshy insides burn, begging for a thick cock to just invade and ruin them. Your core twitches at that thought and you manage a small smile, even with a cock shoved between your lips. This, you tell yourself, is a new era for science—unbound by what humans call morality. For so long, science was hindered by ethics, but now, after you flaunted your half-Nomu, half-human child in society’s face and held up your scientific findings, science would finally be able to advance at lightning speed.

You yank your head back, allowing the Nomu’s spit-lathered cock to slip out from between your pillowy lips before standing up. Now was time for the real prize…

You easily unbutton and tug down your pants, pushing away the flimsy undergarments you chose to wear today before straddling the Nomu. The right head presses up against his abs as you give yourself a mental pep talk. I should’ve bought lube, you think as the very hard, very thick cock rubs against your sensitive, tight hole. Your hands find the Nomu’s broad shoulders and you cling on to dear life as you left yourself up.

He rustles against his chains and lets out another groan. You bite down hard onto your lip, grasping onto his throbbing cock and guiding it to your sopping cunt. With a pained moan, you sink down onto the cock. No amount of lube, you find, would prepare you for the behemoth cock inside of you. You aren’t sure who created this Nomu, but you wonder why they gave him such a massive dick. Were they ‘using’ this Nomu themselves or did they just do it for shits and giggles?

Either way, you scramble to slide the dick out of you, deciding it’s much too big for any human to handle. The Nomu’s chains rustle again and you feel two, hulking hands grasp your waist and SLAM you down onto the cock. 

You scream.

And struggle.

And flail.

But it’s no use. 

The Nomu had broken out of his restraints…

You cry out, “S—Stop! Pl—ah—Please!”

You know that you’re a hypocrite. Just moments ago, you were forcing yourself onto the Nomu, but that lapse in logic doesn’t cross your mind, not when you’re in such colossal pain. You throw your head back, a tear slipping from your eye as your cunt spasms—seemingly not recognizing the pain the rest of your body is in.

The Nomu grunts, grabbing you harder so his claws dig into the material of your dress shirt. Shamelessly, you moan—the buzzing in your lower half too much. You breathe heavily. Your tongue flops from the confines of your mouth, a sliver of saliva falling down and staining the Nomu’s pants as he thrusts up into you. 

Your hole clenches around him and your legs twitch at his invasion. You’re not supposed to enjoy this. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Those chains were supposed to be secure—your associates made sure of that. Why? Why had this happened?

Why—?

Why—?

Why—?

Was this karma? Some retribution for the vile acts you’d committed in the past? Was this society, finally come to punish you—by turning you into some brainless, lust-driven animal?

“Hah~” You groan out, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. You’re supposed to be a dignified, if immoral scientist. You’re supposed to pioneer the new era for science. “You—…” You lose your train of thought as the Nomu thrusts into you once more, hitting your fleshy G-spot and hammering it until all you can manage out are unfocused gurgles and illegible moans. You can’t conjure a single literate thought, your mind is completely befuzzled.

Your vocabulary has seemingly been replaced with the vocabulary of the very monster that’s fucking your brains out as of late. 

Your heart throbs… At least, you think it's your heart. With the way this beast is battering your insides, you can’t really tell the difference between your heart or your cunt. You can’t really focus on anything, really, all you think about is—

“Fuuuuck,” You moan out and you applaud yourself for vocalizing such a big word. You feel like you’re two again and your parents are trying to get you to talk in full sentences. Except, you’re a grown adult and you can’t even speak clearly.

Shameful.

“Awa—” You manage again, your cunt spasming around the ten inches of cock that’s brutalizing your body and threatening to slip past your cervix into your womb proper. The wet ‘slap’ ‘slap’ ‘slap’ and the Nomu fucking you is the only thing you can concentrate on. “I—”

You cum, moaning out garbled phrases as your world goes blank. Your clit—throbbing and engorged to the size of a small eraser—squirts out an ungodly amount of clear girl-cum. Your Nomu thrusts into you for a few more moments of pleasure-filled ecstasy before his hot, milky cum fills your womb to the brim. You groan out a few strings of unconnected word salad, your mind a mush.

Unthinking…

Feral…

Disgraceful…

All words that could describe the once intelligent, bright, passionate scientist known as [L/N] [F/N]. And you don’t give a damn, all you need to know is that you’re never going to stop feeling this intense pleasure. Let society mock you, they don’t know the true happiness that you feel.

You are enlightened.

You are purified.

Your mind is broken.

And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[filypadreams]

So I got asked what BSD is my blog description meant and after research I found out that if you don't put anime in front it gives you a description about Berkeley Software. Which is an operating system of some sorts.

This is TRASH CANDY by Granrodeo, the first opening of Bungou Stray Dogs where real life writers become beautiful anime characters with supernatural powers based on their books!

Kinda weird when you start simping for Daddy Dazai and Daddy Chuuya and like... they were real perturbed japanese writers one generation apart or something XD

I would say it's pg16 because violence but let me check...

Australia for some reason makes season 1 and 3 MA 15 (you can't purchase unless you are 15) but season 2 is just an advisory M. The season known as "The Dark Age" *claps*

The United Kingdom found season 1 so disturbing it is rated 18 (why...because of a bomb? Did you actually watch season 2) Yes they did, season 2 and 3 are 15. Congrats you can skip a whole introductory season and into more traumatic stuff without context.

Canada and Malasya are the most chill, 13 to 14A.

Now USA... TV-14. *round of applause*

I'll note that a 12 year old commented they watched this and didn't lose their shizz but admitted some scenes were intense. But like, this isn't Elfen Lied or Higurashi nor heck Corpse Party.

It has mafia stuff and psychological manipulation just that... but also friendship and fighting your past to move on.

If you need more context slightly out of context go to IMDb Parental Guidance (mini spoilers). If you already saw all 3 seasons and the movie Dead Apple (which I watched after season 3 but happens after season 2) the PLEASE go to this IMDb page because this stuff out of context does sound bad XD In a funny way.

IMDb Parents Guide to BSD

Anyway GIF TIME!

By the way I researched online Junichirou Tanizaki's and Naomi's relationship because they insist they are siblings. And besides wikipedia someone in a blog explained why BSD makes them like this.

I'll say right now that's a writer's lore inside joke per say.

There's no incest.

Junichirou wrote a book (Plot summary spoilers) named "Naomi". Naomi was Eurasian and the main character was obsessed with the idea of the modern girl. But she became from the more submissive asiatic role of the time (sorry if I'm wording it rudely) to an independent western woman (that he wanted to groom her to but not like this) and to hide their marriage they assume a sibling or cousins relationship. And while she "hangs out" with other men instead of her husband, he is happy as long as she is happy and stays with him.

Atsushi asks then if they are siblings only for Naomi to say yes. And Dazai to indicate to him to not follow that line of questioning any longer.

And that blog I read made a comparison of that scene with what happens in the book and how many romantic relationships are explicitly expressed in the series.

It's possible the agency has a no relationships policy even though everyone obviously knows they date. Like Naomi...please...

"Stop. Get some help."

BSD won't tell you this though. They seem to indicate you that there might be something you should search like the book "Naomi" or that she is deeply devited to her brother be it romantically or platonically.

Tanizaki turns yandere fast too like damn.

Funny enough if you search for relationships, none. Oficially she doesnt date Tanizaki even though it looks so obvious even Atsushi questioned and just says he is her brother.

With orange hair and hazel eyes...

[searchingforbucky]

Hi! Not sure if you look for or are comfortable looking for noncon stories, and if so, totally understand! But looking for a noncon Steve story (also understand if u don't read/know/look for Steve fics) where he kidnaps a girl but Bucky and Nat actually know about it & help him by putting her in an electric chair and making her forget all the crazy shizz Steve did but she's now starting to remember everything and I think they now have a child together? Theres 2 parts w several chapters in each!

I don’t read Steve, and I don’t really read non-con, so I am like completely unhelpful. But I’ll be happy to be a middle man! This sounds wild!

Anyone know it?

[kheta]

3 for 1 AU’s

Hikaru no Go shizz.

Three au’s I probably won’t write, but need to get the ideas out.

1) Sai a Paediatrician with Anxiety™ and Hikaru, who will pull him kicking and screaming into the world of Professional Go.

Featuring:

A) 23 year old Sai’s strict but loving family, who had pressured him into being a medical student, he tried to negotiate being a nursing student but they wouldn’t have it, so now he's doing his first year of work following graduation at the hospital his parents own shares in, because he likes helping families out. He’s passionate about his career and is happy enough to leave Go to the side. After all, Go is just a hobby, he’s not even that good, right? (WRONG! WRONG ON MANY ACCOUNTS!)

Sai learnt Go from his Uncle and was unreasonably obsessed with the game, studying kifu and tsumego for hours and going to Go salons when he had free time all his life. He’s never been as passionate as anything as he had been about Go, but succumbing to his parents pressure he gives up his dreams of playing Go professionally, instead dedicating his life to helping people and making his parents proud.

Hikaru is a 15 year old kid with a badly broken leg that he soundly ignored for much too long, which finds him in the very hospital that Sai is working in. Sai gets attached to Hikaru and because the kid can’t do much but play video games (on the console that everyone shared in the Play Room) and board games (that are mostly missing pieces and tattered) he finds himself drawn into playing Go with his Grandpa and Sai, the nice but whiny doctor who likes to hang around work and interact with the family’s there during his spare time. 

When he learns how to actually play and make sense of Go, Hikaru stops calling Sai nice, because the guy was an actual monster when it came to Go, soundly thrashing both children and adults unlucky enough to ask for a game, even his Shindou-go was reliant on the fact that his students saw what paths he’d create for them.

After a year in hospital and three surgeries later, Hikaru is out of hospital with the unfortunate news that he can no longer play soccer competitively, despite being other wise healthy. He then just slams himself into the world of Go, becoming just obsessed as Sai. 

Both Sai and his grandfather want him to consider going Pro, especially considering the improvements he’s made in a few short months, but he resolutely refuses, even when he becomes flushed with challenges on Net Go. His reasoning? He won’t become a pro unless Sai himself can honestly tell him that he’s happy with only playing Go in his spare time. If he’s happy with the few games he manages to play.

On the flip side of this verse, no one knows who the mysterious and infuriating hikaru is, nor do they know who he studied off of, after nearly 15 straight losses on Net Go however, hikaru suddenly starts winning more and more of his games, able to go toe to toe against some of the known Professional players online, even if he himself was obviously still learning the game. Yoshitaka Waya knows only one thing, whoever this brat is, he’s gonna regret the day he called him an ‘over aggressive know-it-all with poor defence.’  2) Hikaru the Soccer Player.

Hikaru is the cheerful, popular first string midfielder for his school’s soccer club, and Akari is their team manager. Together the duo have helped their middle school and high-school team reach the national winter soccer festivals three years in a row. Despite being a calm, calculated mid-fielder and being captain of his Middle School team, Hikaru has never been invited to any J.League tryouts, mostly because scouter’s say that he plays a relatively risk free game, with a low risk-low reward steadfastness that doesn’t reflect his competitive mentality.

Akari is one of the best managers at her school, an excited, cheerful girl who always knows what to say to bring her team out of a slump, matched with above average intelligence and insane training plans that her Coach is absolutely in love with, Akari’s love for the game was one born from her wish to understand her best friend that much more. In everything she does, Akari only hopes for the best for the boy she thinks of as her brother. After being voted as Vice-Captain for his school team, hitting a slump in his skills and nearly losing their team’s placing in the Summer tournament over the span of two weeks, Hikaru walks into a Go salon near his school to unwind, hoping to maybe win a few games like he did whenever he visited the Go club that Akari is also apart of. Unfortunately, he has the displeasure of running into one Ochi Kosuke there and while the other teen is surly, arrogant and infuriating, he’s undoubtedly a much better Go player. With the rest of his summer being amounted to three more soccer games and two one week training camps, one at the very beginning and one at the very end of summer, he finds almost half of his summer break is spent playing Go toe to toe with the arrogant teen.

In his hunger to win, Hikaru comes up with some unorthodox and risky Go plays to use against Ochi, plays that become integral to his team’s development as he finally utilises his analytical skills to their fullest capabilities, gaining the attention of some of the best under-19 clubs.

Meanwhile, Ochi knows that Hikaru is a famous soccer player at his High-School, but witnessing the insane improvements Hikaru makes in his Go skills in the span of one summer has him questioning if this teen really is just a soccer-idiot like the rumours say he is. After all, an idiot wouldn’t be able to lose against a Professional Go player at an even game with only a two moku difference. As he watches Hikaru improve, he has a faint, eerie desire for his (somewhat) friend to really take up his favoured game. Playing against Akira Touya has been what Ochi’s dreamed of for the past year he’s been a pro, but he can’t help but yearn for a true, all or nothing game against the jock who just won’t leave him alone. 

in other words, a sports anime fanfiction with a lil bit of go because soccer player Hikaru is an absolutely amazing trope lmao. 

lil fax about this au:

a) Ochi has a crush on Akari that only develops after he plays her in a game of Go, while she isn’t anywhere near as talented as her friend, she has three years more experience in the game and an uncanny intuition that makes her an amusing opponent. added to that she’s very pretty and since Ochi’s default emotion is crush them until it stops mattering, he manages to annoy the manager in a way only Hikaru has managed before. will this be a ship? no clue my dudes.

b) Sai is quietly alive, and is the neighbour to Hikaru’s grandfather, a sickly man who can rarely leave his house because of his frail constitution. After Hikaru coerces his grandfather into teaching him about Go following a week of straight losses against Ochi, Sai offers to teach the younger kid. Unfortunately Sai is no teacher and while he very much enjoys the game against the young teen, his only advice comes in the form of mercilessly ripping all of Hikaru’s strategies apart until Hikaru can pinpoint where exactly he first messed up and how he can recover from it.

c) Hikaru and Ochi become (begrudging) friends, only because Hikaru stubbornly refuses to stop bothering the other teen, if only until he can beat Ochi by a 8 moku difference, the same difference that Ochi had during their first game against each other. Ochi grouches and glares and puts his nose up, but is internally embarrassed at this new, affectionate and loud teen who always manages to say endearing stuff with a casual, relaxed face. (Who the heck says “One day I’ll catch you and force you to look only at me” with a serious face?????)

d) after discussing some plays in front of him and enthusiastically (on Hikaru’s side) teaching him the rules of soccer, Ochi offers valuable insight to the Hazeko soccer team. Akari hates it and hates him with a passion when she sees how good his analysis of the game is. It took her most of elementary and their first year of middle school to show any worthwhile game plays and he offers some barely two weeks into learning their plays? All the while with his nose in the air???? Hate.

e) before Shindou and Fujisaki showed up, Shindou with his swift observation skills and hard borne techniques and Akari with her spartan training methods, Haze High’s soccer club had little to no presence. With the two present and having just barely lost their semi-finals placing in the summer tournament, Hazeko returns to the Winter Kokuritsu determined to prove that their summer performance was no fluke. Now, if only they knew what the heck being stars meant and why Shindou suddenly developed a God Complex... Also who is the brat that Fujisaki is trying to crush and why the heck do they have to prove that with her guidance (re:torture) they’re better than that four-eyed brat? Why are first years so weird?

3) Akari the Pro and Hikaru who’s kinda just there until he very much isn’t 17 year old Fujisaki Akari leaves the Go world in an uproar after the former model enters the Pro exams as an outsider and wins with a spotless record.

Claiming to have started Go at 12, everyone in the Go world becomes curious about the young teen, especially when she manages to lose her Shodan match against Gosei-Ogata by a three moku difference. They all wonder the same thing, how did this model get so good and if she has been playing Go casually for five years, then why is it only now that she’s decided to become a Professional? At the peak of her modelling carer?

Inversely, Akari became a Professional Go player to honour her late mentor Sai, a kind neighbour who taught her and Hikaru to play Go while babysitting them for a week when the two were 12, despite them both thinking it an old man’s game, the competitive kids continued playing the game hoping only to defeat their teacher, who urged them to continue on the pro path after discovering that the two were great students.

The duo entered their middle school Go club and by their second and third year, they managed to win against Kaio, the best middle school Go club in Tokyo.

At 14, Akari loses interest in the game having never won against Sai and losing against Hikaru for the better part of the year, and she can’t help but feel like Hikaru will leave her behind when he considers becoming an Insei. Then, the unthinkable happens, Sai passes away while playing against the duo.

For the next year neither teen speak of Go, hanging out like normal until Akari gets offered a modelling contract that keeps her from school and in extension keeps her away from her childhood friend and Hikaru starts hanging out with delinquents.

Fed up with Hikaru distancing himself and finally realising that he was leaving her behind like she had feared years ago, Akari slowly begins to play Go again, relearning the game as she went to Go salon’s and using her old NetGo account. After nearly a year of being reacquainted with the game, she takes the pro exams with only one thing in mind, to play the coveted Kami no itte that her mentor sought after. If she’s already lost two of her closest people, then she’d learn to love the game that she used to fear, to keep the one thing that still tied them together, their style of Go.

plot points:

a) Sai was an up and coming former professional who was one win away from gaining his first title, Kisei, when a politician accused him of money laundering and fixing his students games. with this scandal, his students abandon him hurt because they assumed he didn’t have faith in their Go abilities and his opponents no longer face him with their all or with respect, thinking him a cheater and a disgrace to the Go community. after a win in the Kisei tournament that he knows was gained because his opponent was distracted by the rumours, Sai ceases to play Go competitively, having given up on his family’s approval and name for the game and lost seemingly everything that made the game worthwhile. He meets Hikaru and Akari almost nine years later, despite his personal misgivings and anxieties, he finds himself entranced with these young, talented children, gaining a lost love for Go.

b) At 29, a random park visit with the kids prompts him to face Touya-Meijin, who had been at the park playing a game against his student. Faced by his old rival who had continued to soar in the Go community years after his departure, Sai plays what he announces to be the most beautiful game he’s ever played. The two battle it out on the board for nearly three hours, when Sai finally beats the Meijin by a half a moku difference. Only three people in the world viewed this match, though the Kifu became sought after and studied long after it happened. The viewers? Ogata Seiji, Fujisaki Akari and Shindou Hikaru. Ogata has no clue what happened to the bright, but fearsome child who accompanied the strange Sai and bulldozed his way into the post match discussion, but he knows that where ever Fujisaki wondered, her friend would no doubt follow, no one that talented and that enthusiastic about Go could ever truly give it up.

c) Akira has no clue who this Fujisaki is, having not payed much attention to the Professional Exams considering his own preoccupation in the Honinbou tournament, but when he sees her kifu he has only one question, who is her mentor and is it the elusive man who managed to convince his father to give up his titles and become an amateur? If so, where is that mentor now? And how can Akira convince them to face him on the Goban?

d) Hikaru just wants people to stop spreading rumours about him and Akari, because the buddying model really doesn’t need all the flack people give them. If it means distancing himself to save her reputation, then he doesn’t care, ‘cause hell if he’s gonna let people be convinced their dating and it’s gross that those rumours even exist. It comes as a shock then, when after a campaign that makes her the face of popularised clothing franchise and a new perfume scent made for her, she decides to quit modelling and forces her way into the Go world, against her agency and her parents wishes. Watching his best friend take the Go world by storm, Hikaru can’t help but be angry at Akari for taking up Go again, all the while aching for the game he used to play and wondering, if maybe, Sai would be okay with him playing their game without him. Is it truly okay to play Go without Sai? And if so, when can he trounce Akari? Because she’s gonna get an ego if only upper-dan’s could beat her, and no way was she allowed to be better than him in the game! He refuses! Now if only he could remember how to get good at reading other people’s hands again, because now he could barely read ten moves into a game before getting lost. Also, why didn’t they play good stones like Akari and Sai? Everyone kept playing shitty stones and he can’t read their moves if they use such sloppy hands, jeez!

e) Waya has no clue who Shindou Hikaru is, or why he’s convinced he can beat the newest prodigy Fujisaki Akari when he plays like a clumsy beginner, but he’s determined to keep playing the fascinating teen, especially when he reveals his NetGo nick to be hikaru, a player who dominated the NetGo server nearly four and a half years ago and who hadn’t been seen since a year after he started playing. While Shindou definitely has some untapped potential, he can’t help but wonder why the teen can’t play with the breathtaking speed and monstrous traps like he used to.

f) Hikaru and Akari made each other’s NetGo accounts bc they’re brats like that, so Hikaru’s name is hikaru because Akari couldn’t think of anything else and it wasn’t taken and Akari’s is Fuji-Brat, because Hikaru is an ass like that, a lot of Go players would watch as the two matched each other stone for stone, surprised by how little these mouthy kids knew about the pro world, despite playing at insei level.

g) Sai just doesn’t mention things about the pro world bc he’s used to not talking about it and so, when Akari and Hikaru enter the professional Go world, they’re clueless about everything. They have no clue what dan is, but they know what a Title is, even if they only know the name of two of the titles and they still sometimes forget about the timer and why do they need oteai matches so often, also aren’t those creepy old men kinda weird, i don’t care if they’re important they’re staring and that’s rude/annoying. The Go world is predictably affronted by the duo’s lack of knowledge and it’s the cause of a few minor problems and scandals.

[koutawoo]

i watched the sherlock holmes series and i am lowkey scared that william would die djjskdkdksks honestly used to side with sherlock bcs moriarty was just a crazy crime consultant who helps run the city (or was it country i forgot) but with ynm, since they changed sum parts, i'm actually siding with the moriarty brothers bcs damn those piece of shizz nobles are actually big scums of the earth lol i felt so bad for the poor ones in the story like gurlll slice that throat go go go jkjk lol

yeha this is just a twist of that so hopefully not!!

his wrongs just feels so right

AND BRO THAT GIRL LOOKS WAY TOO HAPPY ABOUT BRINGING DOWN THE NOBLES HHHAHHA i want to hug her, her braids look so cute omg this is so irrelevant where is she now actually where are all the kids now r they in the orphanage still WHERE R THEY