#or... y'know what? i think i made my point

[yuanist]

kuroo, you think, has been out here for quite a while now. 

when you left to go meet with your study group—sometime between six-thirty and seven—the snow was just beginning to pile up. it hadn't started sticking to the roads yet, but you could see the vapor slip from the few leaves left on the trees; a symptom of early winter, you suppose. 

now, though, there must be four or five inches out here. the old oak tree that hangs over your building is starting to sag, and the moon seems heavier than it did before, hanging lowly along the glow of street light. 

kuroo is sitting on the steps up to your apartment, looking down at his phone. he has more than a few flakes in his hair, and if it wasn't for the ridge in the snow where he'd pushed it aside to sit, you'd think he'd been out here the whole time. 

"cold?" you ask, shuffling towards him. you can hear the crunch of your feet under you. 

"me? never."

he looks up at you then and, you'll admit, you like seeing him like this. lately, he's been against the whole 'text me before you come over' thing, and you know it's mostly because you don't reply, but, in part, that's so you can see him here. 

his hands are half-tucked under the sleeves of his coat, and there's a stretch of pink from the tops of his cheeks to the tip of his nose. his lips are chapped (you can only assume from being out here so often) and there's a little smile tugging at the sides of his mouth, his tongue poking out from behind his teeth. 

"oh, you want me to leave you out here then? give you a little more time?" you're smug—or, at least you're trying to be, anyway. the more time you spend with kuroo, the worse you are at pretending you don't like him. recently, you've been failing at that more than you'd care to admit. 

"hey, i didn't say that." he sinks his teeth into his lower lip. "plus, what's the point of coming all the way over here if i can't see my favorite girl?" 

you shake your head at him, aiming your chin towards the ground. in a strange way, you feel like you're suffocating.

"you mean the cat?" you ask.

and he chuckles, "sure." 

a beat of silence hangs in the air for a second, before you plod your way up the steps, pulling your keys out of your pocket. you can hear kuroo rise behind you, attempting to brush some of the moisture out of his sleeves. 

"y'know," you say, pushing the key into the door. "if you like coming over when i'm not home so much, i could tell the neighbor to let you in." 

his hood rustles; he's shaking his head. 

"where's the fun in that? kinda ruins my whole 'mysterious stranger' act." 

"also kinda ruins the 'guy stalking the apartment complex' act." you swing the door open and make your way up the stairs. "i'm sure everyone is so enthused by the guy sitting on the stairs every friday." 

a laugh, "oh i'm sure. if they report me for loitering promise you'll come bail me out?" 

"depends on how much i like you that day." you can feel the heat of your apartment as you approach the end of the hall. 

"really," he says. "if they took me in right now?" 

"i would think about it." you pause. "maybe." 

"wow." you can hear the rasp in his voice as he drags out the 'o.' "tough crowd." 

your apartment smells like pine and vanilla—the workings of two little wax melters on opposite sides of the rooms. you turned them off before you left (you double and triple-checked), but the scent lingers, itching at your nose as you cross through the door. 

kuroo follows close behind, scaping his shoes off on the mat before slipping them onto the little shoe rack in the corner. his jacket squeaks as he shrugs it off—a sound so distinctly made from the shifting of wet nylon that you barely have to turn around to identify it. 

every time he follows you up here, you find yourself glancing around your apartment—looking for something that could possibly be out of place. something incriminating: three-day-old dishes that you know you already washed; your vibrator, forgotten on the nightstand, even though you remember putting it back in its designated drawer. 

for some reason, you have a tendency to think that the things around your home that make you distinctly human are also the things that would make you distinctly unappealing. you're aware of how silly the thought is, but there you are, quickly looking over at your nightstand as you stick your coat back in the closet. 

"so," you hum, rubbing a bit of the warmth back into your hands. "to what do i owe the pleasure tonight? you here to eat all of my leftovers again?" 

"depends," he says. "you have leftovers to be eaten?" 

"not this time." you make your way to the couch, and he pouts, following behind you. "but if i did, they'd be all yours." 

"aw, you mean it?" you eye him. "i'm honored." 

as much as you hate to admit it, this has sort of become habit. you come home a little later than expected and you find kuroo sitting on your front stoop. you're not exactly sure how any of it started—or, really, how the two of you became friends in the first place—but you ran in the same circles for a while and, eventually, you ended up here. 

"well," he begins, slinging his arm over the back of the couch. "study group?" 

"boring." you nudge your way beneath his shoulder. "practice?"

"thrilling, obviously. greatest two hours of my life, even. i think you could go as far as to—" you eye him again. "same thing as yesterday." 

you chuckle, swatting a hand into his chest. 

there's silence for a moment, something warm pulling through the air of the room. quiet breaths spill from kuroo's lips, and you resign yourself to listening to each one—in, and out. 

he still smells cold; like the heavy, wet snow you have to shovel off of the porch the morning after a blizzard. for every breath, it lessens, bleeding into the heat of the room, but you let the scent linger at the base of your nose. 

you're not sure how much time you've spent taking in pieces of kuroo, but you know it's more than you ever plan to tell. you know his hands take longer to warm up than the rest of him—he chalks it up to bad circulation most of the time, you know that too; he rarely spends a night at home because he doesn't like sitting in silence; he twitches sometimes, when he's nervous, a little flick of his hands; his favorite color is red but sometimes he's drawn to deep blues because he likes the sky better when it's absent of stars—he says there's something enchanting about the abyss. 

he's too dense to know you're in love with him but too smart to think you're not. sometimes you catch him looking at you after you say something in a tone a little too far beyond friendly and you swear that he knows what you mean. sometimes, you think he's going to break the silence, and, sometimes, you think he never will. 

tonight, he swings his head back, eyes lightly shut, slowly sinking into the back of the couch. you can hear the sputter of your vents and the sound of the wind against the windows—snow still trying to fight its way through the glass.  

you're going to ask him to stay the night tonight—you already know it. you're going to wake up to him on the couch tomorrow, with his hair messed up, and his eyes half-lidded, and that stupid look on his face that makes you want to slip your tongue into his mouth. 

you're going to think about that time you slept together last year—once, after a halloween party—and you're going to think about the way the inside of his mouth tasted; you're going to sink your teeth into your lips so hard that you're going to bleed. 

you're going to consider telling him that you love him, that you always have and you think you always will, and then you're going to ask him if he wants coffee instead—hoping the smell of the pot is enough to make your head feel less fuzzy. 

you're going to wait, and hope he says something, even though you'll know he never does. and then, next friday, when you come home to him sitting on your front steps, you're going to do it all again. 

reblogs are always appreciated! ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

[pinkydevil16]

JJ Maybank x Reader

JJ won my pole and someone suggested something cutesy so here it is!

TW drinking

"You're so fuckin pretty." JJ slurred at the touran as he drank from his beer glass, his arm slung around her shoulder and most of his body weight pressing against her as she blushed and giggled at the attention. JJ's eyes were barely open as he dropped his head and captured her lips, the bitter taste of beer and cigarettes transferring to her mouth as he pulled her closer and moaned. Her body pressed against his as he moved them towards a beach hut and pressed her into it, his hips rocking steadily between her open legs as she whined and moaned, his lips now kissing along her neck. 

"Fuck Y/n." The words slipped from his lips in his drunken state with no knowledge in his brain as the touran slammed her hands against his chest, staring at him with disgust as he fell into the sand and stared at her confused.

"My name's Casey!" The girl shouted and kicked sand at him before rushing back to her friends, JJ watching in confusion as she pointed at him and they all began glaring at him, JJ standing up and brushing the sand off him before stumbling back to the pogues. 

Y/n leaned against a tree, a tall dark haired touran leaning over her as she nursed a beer, his hand next to her head whilst he spoke to her with a cocky tone that made her smirk.

"Yeah i'm just here for the summer. Explore. Check out the sites. Get to you know the locals. Some better than others i hope." The touran's voice like honey as he spoke, looking down her. Y/n's smirk spread wider as his fingers hooked in her belt loops and pulled her hips against his, her shoulders still touching the tree. Her hand coming to rest on his chest as she played with the buttons on his shirt.

"Is that right?" Her tone seductive and smooth as she scraped her nails along the small exposed area of his chest before a sweaty body slammed it's hands next to her making the touran jump back as Y/n stared at JJ.

"You will never guess what just happened, i was making with a touran and all of a sudden things get hot and heavy and then i'm in the sand!" Y/n's eyes were wide as she stared at JJ as he rambled on, his hair wild and covered in sand as her hand dropped from the touran and she turned to face JJ. The touran scowling as he pulled her hips back to him but she only waved him off and pushed his hand off her shorts.

"Alright buddy i think it's time you tap out don't you?" Y/n laughed as she spoke, her hand landing on his shoulder with a sympathetic look. JJ shook his head before he looked at the touran that was awkwardly standing next to Y/n with a blush on his face from being interrupted.

"Yeah maybe." JJ mumbled out as he threw an arm around Y/n and turned back to her with a lazy smile making her roll her eyes before she looked at the touran and waved.

"Duty calls." The touran opened his mouth but closed it when JJ glared at him before Y/n wrapped an arm around his waist and the pair walked off. JJ pulling Y/n closer to him as he gave her a kiss on the side of the head and told her a joke which made her giggled loudly and shake her head. 

Y/n rubbed her eyes as she woke up, groaning at the pain in her head and rolling further into the duvet as she felt an arm pull her back making her whine as she was pulled onto her back and pressed into a chest.

"Five more minutes JB." JJ mumbled as he curled into a ball with Y/n being dragged with him as she was put onto her side, his body curved around Y/n as she let out a yelp at the sudden motion. JJ scrunched up his face before opening his eyes and letting out a moan of pain at the sun beaming in through the open window, Y/n covering her eyes as she turned her head to face JJ.

"I'm not a teddy bear y'know." Y/n tried to keep her tone annoyed as JJ huffed before letting go and moving back, giving Y/n a few inches of space as he rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"You were the one who started it." Y/n's jaw dropped as she slammed a hand on the bed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Y/n's voice went up and octave as she raised her voice. JJ crossed his arms and looked away from Y/n.

"You always shove yourself into my arms when you go to sleep." Y/n huffed and pushed him making him fall off the bed as she let out a laugh.

JJ revved his bike as he waited for Y/n, watching her turn her head to smile at him whilst she paid for the drinks, rushing out to him as he grinned back.

"Took you long enough." His eyes following her as she approached.

"Some of us don't steal all the time!" Y/n bit back as she climbed behind him, her hands wrapping around his chest as he pulled her closer. 

"Key word being all." Y/n laughed as he took off, her body surging back before she pulled herself into his back, pressing her face against his toned body as he raced through the trees. 

"JJ why is that touran glaring at you like that?" Pope's voice snapped JJ out of his trance, the beer in his hand forgotten as he watched Y/n dance with Ki, her hips swaying as she sang along to whatever song played that JJ could barely hear. Turning his head he cringed as he saw the touran he'd been making out with when he'd said Y/n's name, it had hit him like a tonne of bricks the next morning after Y/n shoved him out of bed. The embarrassment and shame flooding his veins and now he turned red and pretended not to know her. 

"No clue." John B raised an eyebrow and slung an arm around his best friends shoulder, giving him a look as JJ huffed.

"So i...totally didn't...call her Y/n when we were macking." JJ smacked John B as he burst into laughter, Pope almost keeling over as they made fun of him. 

"You absolute idiot." John B's words were cut off as JJ shoved him off his shoulder, almost felling over when a voice made them panic and stop laughing.

"Whatcha doooing?" Y/n singsonged as she held Ki's hand, Y/n having dragged her over when she saw JJ's annoyed expression and the other pogues almost wetting themselves.

"Oh nothing just hearing how JJ completely fucked up with a touran by calling her-" before John B could finish JJ slammed his hand over his mouth and glared at him.

"I will tell them about Sarah." JJ whispered watching as John B glared back and pushed JJ's hand of his mouth with a huff.

"What did you call her? Oh god JJ what have i told you about saying kinky shit to touran's you never know what they're gonna do! Remember that girl who knee'd you in balls after you called her a slut." Y/n face palmed and Ki let out a laugh as JJ stared at Y/n offended.

"Hey! I thought she was into it that was a mistake." JJ rolled his eyes, his words coming through the pout on his lips and moved forward pulling Y/n into his arms, laughing as she fell into him from her drunkenness. 

"You're such a freak JJ." Y/n breathed out with a giggle and flopped against his body, relishing in his heat when she heard the beat of the song.

"Whoop whoop it's the sound of the police." Y/n's voice directly nex to his ear as JJ laughed, Y/n pulling out his arms and began grabbing at Ki to dance again.

"God she is something." JJ whispered to himself as he chugged his beer, throwing his shirt off and rushing up to Y/n. Scooping her into his arms and pressing her against his naked chest as she laughed, her hands touching his arms and neck before settled in his hair pulling him closer.

"What's gotten into you?" JJ shook his head with a smile, pressing his forehead against Y/n's.

"Just wanted to be closer." JJ's voice carried over the music as he closed his eyes. Y/n let out a drunken laugh and kissed his forehead, swaying to the music that did not match the way they danced. JJ wishing he had the courage to just kiss her. 

Y/n whined as JJ dragged her to the boat, her head killed and she wanted to sleep off the hangover.

"I promise it will be worth it." Y/n groaned and grumbled to herself as JJ picked her up, helping her from the dock onto the boat as she squinted at the sun.

"It's too early for this." Y/n whined, throwing her head back. JJ laughed as he placed her down, Y/n looking around before spotting a cooler, moving towards it when JJ quickly covered it with a nervous smile.

"Slow down Princess you can have that when we get there." Y/n gave him a look and sat down, crossing her arms and pouting like a child as he grinned at her. Starting the boat up and driving towards their destination.

"And where is 'there'?" JJ leaned around to look at JJ as he shot her another smile and shrugged, Y/n glaring at him as he returned to driving leaving her confused. 

JJ slowed the boat until they floated on the lake, Y/n looking around confused as he dropped anchor and sat across from her. Pulling the cooler around next to him as he opened it, a small towel placed down along with food and drinks. Y/n gave him a curious look as he arranged it, his face contorted as he concentrated making her laugh and reach over to smooth the lines between his brows.

"What's all this?" Y/n looked between them at the array of food as JJ wrung his hands together and reached into the cooler pulling out a small handful of hand picked daisies, tied with a piece of string.

"Umm...i wanted to take you on a date and i didn't know how to say it so i thought i'd just show you and hope for the best. If you don't want to we can go back." JJ rambled as Y/n stared at him before a giant smile came over her face, her hands grabbing at the flowers as she brought them to her face and smelt them. Her eyes glassy as she looked at him.

"JJ i would and always will say yes to a date with you." JJ blushed slightly as he played with his hat, taking it off and pushing his hair back before placing it on, unsure what to do with his hands. 

"So tell me, how many of them did you rope in to make this?" JJ laughed as he began telling Y/n all about his plan, from begging Ki to help him with the flowers, Pope with the food and JB with the boat. Y/n laughing as she listened, the pair chatting like usual as JJ handed her a beer and encouraged her to eat.

Y/n laid her head against JJ's chest as they stared at the stars, they'd been idly floating on the lake for almost 6 hours but neither wanted to move. JJ pressed a kiss to Y/n's head as she nuzzled into his chest, the sound of bugs and movement of water lulling them into a sense of comfort.

"Will...will you be my girlfriend?" JJ sounded afraid as he spoke, gulping back the fear of rejection as Y/n leaned on her elbow to look at him.

"You don't even need to ask." Y/n moved forward pressing her lips against JJ's as he grinned into the kiss, his hand coming to pull her against his chest as he deepened the kiss. Wanting to press every emotion, fear and desire into it so she could feel exactly what he did. Y/n pulled away gently, raising a hand to push his hat off and run it through his hair. 

"You are not getting lucky on a boat." The pair burst out laughing before JJ pulled her back to him, kissing her again. 

[nubeesart]

Day 3 AND 5: Mammon/Leviathan

idk I just figured this could be something that happens from time to time. Trying to divide your time between 7 demon brothers can be difficult, specially when one of them is feeling a little bit too impatient to wait for his turn.

@obeymetournaments's obey me month list can be found here.

[stop-breaking-my-heart-dragonage]

This. This. This entire conversation with Morrigan actually makes me want to sob. She and my Tabris always becomes close friends over the course of DAO; that, paired with the fact that my Tabris always romances Alistair, makes everything about this hurt so much more when you take DAO's ending into account.

Her confusion over why my Tabris didn't send her away. Why she didn't abandon her after they learned of Flemeth's plans. Why Tabris went out of her way to slay Flemeth and bring her the true grimoire. She asks Tabris why, and is baffled when the answer is, "I did it because I'm your friend," as if it's that simple.

The way Morrigan looks at the warden, the way her voice cracks when she says, "I want you to know that while I may not always prove... worthy... of your friendship, I will always value it."

She knows how this will end; Flemeth sent her with the wardens with the end goal of stopping the blight and obtaining the old god soul through the dark ritual. Morrigan knows that Alistair and Tabris are the only Grey Wardens here, and assuming they don't find more, one of them will have to die defeating the archdemon unless they agree to do the dark ritual.

With that context, her asking Alistair, "And what if a Grey Warden has forced to choose between the Warden he loved and ending the Blight? What should his choice be?" suddenly has so much subtext weaved through the words that I'm gonna start foaming at the mouth. She's practically telling Alistair that a warden has to die. She's scrutinizing his reaction to find any hint that suggests he would agree to the dark ritual in order to save himself and the woman he loves. And when he doesn't choose, she has her answer.

Morrigan made comments to Tabris about him, almost hopeful that their relationship was just a physical thing between them and not actually riddled with feelings... and then gives disapproval when Tabris says she loves him.

She doesn't want the warden to die; hell, she doesn't want Alistair to die, either; whether because she does actually care about him or because she knows it'll break her friend's heart if she loses him, or both!

Things would be so much easier if the only two Grey Wardens left to defeat the blight didn't fall in love, wouldn't they, Morrigan?

She knows that in the end, no matter the outcome, she will lose the woman she called sister and it's devastating.

Morrigan, who has never known true friendship. Who grew up isolated in the woods with an abusive mother and terrible implications for her future. Who discovered said mother planned to take over her body just as she did with her other daughters. Who doesn't understand kindness as it was rarely given to her without a catch. Who isolates herself from the others in camp. Who finally has a companion she cares about... and in the end, if her plan works and the dark ritual is completed, she'll end up pregnant and alone and wearing Tabris' resentment like a tender wound on her heart.

Or Tabris will reject the ritual, and will die to the archdemon.

Or her lover will.

I just- the dynamic between the warden, romanced Alistair, and Morrigan is so good and painful and rich that I'm gnawing on furniture as we speak.

[skrunksthatwunk]

i lied kuwameshi time NOW

[concert-bflat]

Thinks about how. Gloreth only starts looking at Nimona differently/strangely when her parents call her a "monster". Just throws that label with such a negative connotation on her. Gloreth fucking fights for Nimona immediately in the beginning saying that she's her friend and never once looks at her with ridicule until her mom just holds her by the shoulders and tells her she's a monster, straight in the eye, straight in the face. And just the word is enough to cause the change.

Nimona's getting fucking attacked and prodded and Gloreth doesn't even feel sorry for her just because she's now re-contextualizing everything around her but with that word. I'm so sick. She looks not in hesitance but at disbelief before she runs away. She sees Nimona trying to defend herself from literal Danger in any way she can (she's just a kid and she's fighting with people who won't listen, never will, people that she can't get through) but just sees that as more proof of her being violent, monstrous. She sees her friend all alone, with the odds and the world stacked against her despite them being. so similar but just tells her to go back to the shadows.

And like. Of course she believes those words calling Nimona a monster and takes them to heart. Her parents, the ones she would probably trust most are the ones that told her that. And she's young, she doesn't know much about the world or much better. And of course, her parents and the whole village don't know any better. They didn't see what she saw. They don't know or feel the need to know much more than the definition of the word "monster". But it hurts. God it hurts. It's wrong. It's not fair. It's really not fair.

And it causes this whole legend that will stay with Nimona to ridicule her for generations and generations and birth this system that she's trapped by and causes everyone to be so brainwashed. The one that makes people scared and build walls. That births unecessary distrust.

God. Even in the scroll illustrating Nimona and Gloreth, Nimona is portrayed as such a bigger and scarier threat than she ever could be or would be, until Nimona internalized and gave into those images and despair of course. It's not fucking fair.

Thinking about how when the villagers saw Nimona as a "normal" person they were happy for her just living her life and playing with her friend, she was just another kid being happy like she and every ("normal", apparently) person deserves to be, and they were allowing her to be happy then when they find out what she really is they hate her. They call her a monster and drive her out immediately. They don't look into the details that contradict the stigma, they just feel betrayal when they weren't even the ones who were betrayed (Nimona couldn't fucking help being who or what she was. And she was her own person. She was still. A someone. Why do things have to be different now?). I'm so sickkk.

Thinks about how Nimona feels so hopeless as to just. Accept and yield to that label. That label that was passed down to Gloreth. To the whole world. Such simple but awful words. Aughhhhhhhhhhh

Another post I saw talks about how this is a movie about how hate is taught. And oh my god it is. Hate it taught. It's done so simply yet so, painfully effectively. So devastatingly. And that hate teaches people to hate the world back. God I fucking loooove this movie

Also Nimona's such a Creature /pos /affectionate she's so relatable I fucking love her and I'm insane okay that's the post bye

[mildcicada]

[pynkhues]

I'm really sorry you and your sister are dealing with that

(no pressure to publish this, not that there should ever be pressure to publish an ask if you don't want to, of course, but just wanted to say I hope you're doing okay)

Ah, thank you, anon, it's okay. It's been a while now (court moves slooow), but we're getting hopefully close to the end. She filed in Family Court December 2022, and we've had about five interim hearings with final trial (finally) scheduled over four days next month, so fingers crossed! But yeah, it's been A Time. He's financially and emotionally abusive against my sister, and both those things as well as medically negligent against their children (who are only six and eight and both have special needs), so it's been....rough. To say the least.

But on a lighter note, have one of my new favourite photos I took of my nephews at the jellyfish enclosure at the aquarium last month!

[idol-emu-otori-official-archived]

╰┈➤ SHUFFLE AU

DESTINATION POINT (DP)

the Leo/need adjacent unit, composed of Ichika Hoshino, Airi Momoi, Ena Shinonome, and Minori Hanasato. ☆ a girl who's lost her friendships, and three others searching for their worth.

about the group's name: ♡ originally, i had "from here to there" in mind, but someone from the Discord gave me the name "destination point" and i thought it was much better, so i went with that. ♪

about the SEKAI: ♡ the Train SEKAI. no one knows when it left, or where it's going - just that it never stops. it's the perfect place for those who feel like they're lagging behind. just close your eyes and let yourself be carried away, right? but maybe there's something you can do… starts with a Miku and a Rin. the former's hardworking and talented, but the latter struggles - Rin is somewhat influenced by Ena's (and, to a lesser extent, Airi's) jealousy towards others.

•

Ichika hasn't managed to rekindle her friendship with her friends, and she's not doing particularly well. At one point, she meets Airi - who just quit being an idol. The two start talking and become friends, at which point they end up forming a band together. Airi wants to try finding a place where she could finally be taken seriously.

Ena's invited by Airi, and Minori - who had failed auditions recently - ends up inspired by Ichika's kindness, Airi's drive and Ena's determination, which is how she joins. (Haruka completely gave up on being an idol; something Minori is saddened by.)

In my mind, Ichika plays the guitar; Airi, the drums; Minori, the keyboard and Ena, the bass.

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IDEAL HEAVEN! (IH)

the MORE MORE JUMP! adjacent unit, composed of Mafuyu Asahina, Emu Otori, Mizuki Akiyama and Shizuku Hinomori. ☆ an up-and-coming idol group that combines cuteness and sophistication.

about the SEKAI: ♡ quite similar to the Empty SEKAI, but with some idol influences - a broken stage with no one in sight. there's no bright lights, no colorful props. nothing. that SEKAI both comforts and pains Mafuyu. home to a lone Miku. sweet, hopeful, but genuinely crushed by the pressure she's feeling.

•

Mafuyu's mother wants a perfect child. idols are very frequently represented as being perfect - so, she decides that her daughter should become one, too. Mafuyu's not keen on the idea, but that's her mother; she's obedient, so she goes along with it.

Shizuku still quit Cheerful * Days, but instead of stopping altogether she ends up with Mafuyu. Emu wants to make people smile, but no one ever came; Wonderlands × Showtime was never a thing. so she decides to become an idol instead, even if it means she'll never bring back the Wonder Stage to its former state.

Mizuki's half-dragged into IDEAL HEAVEN! by Emu, who saw them looking with interest at idol merch. after bringing them to meet Mafuyu and Shizuku, Mizuki ends up accepting - the idea of wearing cute clothes and being called cute doesn't seem too terrible.

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READY MADE SUCCESS (RMS)

the Vivid BAD SQUAD adjacent unit, composed of Haruka Kiritani, An Shiraishi, Shiho Hinomori and Akito Shinonome. ☆ two street musicians chasing after their dream, and the two girls they brought with them.

about the SEKAI: ♡ the Street SEKAI. weirdly, it seems Haruka's idol background has somewhat influenced its appearance. its inhabitants are Miku, Meiko and Len. this Miku is levelheaded, but it seems like there's something holding her back from going all-in...

•

after quitting being an idol, Haruka is invited by An to join her.

An's never met Kohane, and she never found a partner. Haruka is hesitant for a moment before deciding to give it a shot, though she keeps struggling with singing. Shiho tries getting more experience, meets Akito. no one really knows how these two ended together, but they both have a similar drive and take music very seriously.

eventually, they all start working together. Haruka deals with her guilt and, while she doubts she'll become an idol again, she's mostly made peace with what happened.

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STARLIGHT ☆ EVERMORE (S ☆ E)

the Wonderlands × Showtime adjacent unit, composed of Tsukasa Tenma, Saki Tenma, Kanade Yoisaki and Toya Aoyagi. ☆ a strange troupe of people who aim to help others through their performances.

about the SEKAI: ♡ still very much Tsukasa's, so it's the Wonderland SEKAI. [kanade goes there for the first time and dies. alas, they're still a shut-in and this place is simply too colorful for her poor eyes.] starts with a Miku and a Kaito, though this version of the former uses far less onomatopoeias.

Tsukasa figures he needs to show the world how much of a star he is himself, and he drags his siblings into it (with varying degrees of willingness).

a part of Saki still wishes she could be in a band with her friends; she's only somewhat managed to repair her friendship with Ichika. but she's still happy to do something fun and lighthearted after all her struggles. Toya's very excited to do something with Tsukasa and his siblings. he also gets to stick it to his dad, which, honestly - is a bonus.

out of the three, Kanade is obviously the most hesitant about the whole thing. but she sees Tsukasa's drive to make others happy, something she shares with him, so she ends up agreeing. Kanade is… slightly healthier physically on account of the stubborn people looking after her, as well as all the exercise she does she does as part of Starlight ☆ Evermore. mentally? eh… we'll get there. i need her traumatized to be interesting. <3

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LONELY SYNDROME (LS)

the 25-ji, Nightcord de. adjacent unit, composed of Nene Kusanagi, Rui Kamishiro, Honami Mochizuki and Kohane Azusawa. ☆ hidden behind avatars, these citizens of the web tell stories online.

about the SEKAI: ♡ the arcade SEKAI. this Miku is shy and withdrawn, though she one day hopes she'll be able to break out of her shell, just like Nene. alongside her is Luka - she has a bit of a teasing attitude and a catlike personality, but she always does her best to boost Nene's confidence.

about the group's name: ♡ syndrome refers to a group of symptoms - i paired it with the word lonely because i felt like it represented the atmosphere of an arcade. you're connected with people who share your interests, but at the same time, you're sort of separate from them. surrounded by people, but utterly alone…

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Nene's social anxiety hasn't gotten better over the years. since she never joins Wonderlands × Showtime, she doesn't learn how to fight her stage fright.

but, she finds an alternate solution; using an avatar online. it's less stress-inducing, and it lets her pursue acting, in a way - it's not what Nene wants, but it's close enough. she figures she could be satisfied with that. Rui ends up figuring out what she's doing, and asks if he can help. Nene doesn't really have any reason to say no, so they start working together.

as for Honami and Kohane, they ended up on Nene's channel by pure accident. but her performances quickly became a comfort to them, since they were struggling at the time (the former because she no longer had her friends, the latter because of her lack of confidence).

unfortunately, ignoring your problems only goes so far, and eventually, her feelings give birth to the arcade SEKAI.

[the-acid-pear]

Coincidentally "ohh doggy!" Is the same thing that comes to mind spotting you out in the wild of my dashboard

Don't have any fucking doggy reaction pics only kitty cat and horsey so have this crude edit. Wags my tail at this ^_^ correct reaction too. If you catch me around you gotta do a Tommy Wiseau and hit me with the oh hi doggy!. It's the morally correct choice.

[raziraphale]

I don't necessarily support the reading that Crowley somehow wasn't aware of his own romantic feelings at all until confronted by Nina/Maggie but indulging for a moment bc it's really funny to imagine a reality where Aziraphale has known about his own feelings since 1941 and thinks they're on the same page of mutual unspoken agreement not to do anything about it while Crowley has no idea. Like Aziraphale truly said "you go too fast for me Crowley" with all the devastation of someone who knows what he's really saying and it went clear over Crowley's head. Can you fucking imagine. What did he think they were talking about

[vulpinesaint]

absolutely unreasonable over this coworker that i rlly like rn. thank god i don't like men or i would have fucking Lost it by now! as it is i don't even know what has me so dkfjghsdf about him i'm just sitting there with my head in my hands going "he's so normal about trans people..."

[sysig]

Getting closer, getting really close now I swear (Patreon)

[skrunksthatwunk]

fuck that last fight against nightmare boooooo this shit is actually so stupid and evil and i don't like it >:(

[dabidagoose]

Oh. My god. He's a DRUID!!

[sapsolais]

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