#pinku-dream

[knightofleo]

yunè pinku | Dreams (Rework)

[rainingmusic]

Butthole Surfers - Whatever (I had a dream last night)

[inukag-archive]

Hi! I was wondering if you could recommend your favorite InuKag works. It can be about anything. ☺️

Hello, @heynikkiyousofine, long time no answer! When we received your ask, we'd had an few mod favourites grace the blog, so we put it on the back burner for a time. The time is now so we can introduce @kstewdeux; our newest member of the Fic Finder Team!

To answer this, we set ourselves a goal: pick 3 fics that have never been recommended. Each mod has listed theirs below, and we've included our previous lists at the end! Happy reading ♥

Important Note: Some of these fics are incomplete, despite being marked as such, and have not been updated in a very long time. We've marked incomplete fics with an asterisk (*) before the title for those who wish to avoid them.

KStew

Flat Line by Salvatore Shan SW (T)

When Inuyasha collapses in front of Kagome's house, its a race to find out what's wrong with him. As a hanyou, Kagome didn't think he could even get sick but is he enjoying being ill? Up until he's rushed to hospital, at least.

Gone Swimming by Quickening (X)

A peaceful woodland on the hottest day of the year. A shallow river flowing through the woods. A naked hanyou sleeping peacefully on the bank. An equally naked Kagome discovering him there. 'Nuf said.

Live and Let Die by doggieearlover (X)

InuYasha has been missing for five days. Kagome wants to search for him, but the others wish to sit and wait for his return. In desperation Kagome strikes off alone, in the middle of the night, in the attempt to find the hanyou. Will she be able to find him on her own, before it is too late?

Anisa

Kiss Me at Twilight by BlueMoon Goddess (M)

They were best friends since high school. But after the kiss they shared on New Year's Eve, feelings and desires he's never felt before come rushing in. Can he convince her that what they're feeling is real, that their meant to be more than just friends?

*Fade and Flare by Pinku (X)

Kagome, Japan's number one pop star, has fame, money, and a superstar boyfriend. All she wants is to be happy. All her overprotective manager Inuyasha wants, though, is her… How long can they last like this?

*Zero G by Torenza (M)

Kagome unwittingly falls into a deadly game as the victim of a conspiracy. The players are ruthless, and Kagome is way out of her depth, especially when the stakes are life and death.

Lost

*To Catch a Demon by Alaviles (M)

Kagome and Inuyasha were able to live in marital bliss. At least, that's what she thought. But Inuyasha has been feeling rather restless about his life. While yearning for an experience of a time now gone, chaos ensues, and he must learn to accept a reality he would never have dreamed up for himself. One he will never wish to give up again. (Ongoing)

In Our Pocket of the World (Series) by Emmyyasha (G-E)

Inuyasha and Kagome may be stuck together in Quarantine, but they don't need to leave their apartment to have an adventure together.

The Darkest of Nights by kiichandesu (T)

He isn't afraid of the dark, but the night of the new moon always finds him terrified. Until it doesn't.

Pixie

*Not How it's Done by @dyaz-stories (K+)

After a one-night stand, Kagome finds out she's pregnant. She chooses to keep the baby but discovers, nine months later, that the kid is a half-demon. When she runs into the father by chance, it feels important to them both to do their best to raise the kid together.

The Fae and the Contract by @cstorm86 (E)

Kagome's mother is very sick. After having lost her father years ago to illness, she is terrified of losing her mother too. There are tales of a fae in the great forest who can make deals and save others. Can the fae save her mother? She has to at least try.

*Nextlahualtin by @procrastinatorrexii & @moonkissedart (M)

Once, Kagome had believed her grandfather was just an eccentric. A priest who, after long days of ritual and spellwork and dealing with politics and problems and the complexities of the Great City, liked to amuse himself by telling outlandish stories about the gods. Once he is killed, in a brutal and baffling way, she is left with no choice but to hope that at least one of his wild tales was actually true.

Could there really be a god dwelling among them? And, if there is, what else might be out there, waiting in the shadows?

Mama

Inextricably Knotted by ssukidesu (M)

Kagome Higurashi was orphaned as a baby and raised by her cruel aunt until the age of ten, after which she went to school and learned the art of service and self-suppression. Now eighteen, Kagome takes a job as the governess of Shippo, the young ward of the great and mysterious Lord Inuyasha Taisho. But as Kagome gets to know her bemusing master, a ghost seems to haunt his estate, hinting that there is a long-lost secret hiding on the third floor.

your flesh is so nice, let me take a bite - by @doginabirdcage (E)

Kagome's taken a new job with the prolific Taisho law firm in Osaka to advance her budding career. Everything's going rather well until Toga's youngest son shows up for work.

Necessities by Bee_Tawon (M)

Inuyasha and Kagome have a chance encounter with some rogue bandits. Kagome learns what it means to survive in Sengoku Jidai.

Rudd

Slave to the Heart by LovingmyKitsune (M)

She never once imagined to find herself unhappy. However, a sudden upset throws this young at heart girl into a whirlpool of emotion and conflict. Complexities and truths are discovered and all she can do is hold on tight, hoping for a miracle. InuKag

It's Written in the Stars by ElmOak1991 (M)

Kagome paled when she realized they were gone. Days ago she had told Inuyasha that she was going home to stay. She couldn’t do it anymore. She couldn’t pretend to be okay with being second best in his heart. It hurt too much to know he loved Kikyo more. Now that her jewel shards were gone, she found herself falling to the floor with tears in her eyes. He didn’t even say goodbye before taking away her choice of returning. Her heart broke as she thought about all she had lost. The people who had become her family. Five years have passed since that day, and the memory still stung. She would never forgive him for taking her choice away. Never. However, moving on from her past is proving harder than she would have thought.

I'll Find a Way by Gabrielle015 (M)

Everyone he ever knew and loved thinks he's dead. Being an agent was never an easy feat, but being separated from his friends and the love of his life has taken a toll on him. Three long years after his 'death' Inuyasha is completing several missions in hopes to defeat Naraku and go home. Would Kagome still be waiting for him, or had she found someone else?

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[xxbrightshadowxx]

My CBS ghosts headcannons!

Thor was so excited to see Hetty was a ghost and tried to talk to her and be friends with her but Hetty pushed him away, not remembering him from when they were children. Thor just thought she was still getting used to a ghost even decades later

Trevor had some interest of flower when they first met but when he took note of her almost always high state, was uncomfortable with the idea of sleeping with her. Even as he learned she was more self-aware and mature then she appeared, he still saw her as a younger sibling

Going off of Flower going to law school, Flower sometimes surprises Issac by asking about his job as attorney and surprising him even more when she interested and asks him questions.

Pete wanted to give everyone nicknames when he first came to the mansion but they all shut that down. Flower was okay with it but forgot the nickname he gave her so he gave up.

Trevor reminds Flower of her brother, Rob.

Sasappis likes creating drama to make up for the hundreds of years of boredom he suffered without the others and television.

Jay is bisexual

Pinkus still has the money clip that Trevor gave him and constantly thinks about Trevor all the time.

Jay sometimes has dreams that he can see ghosts and is always disappointed when he wakes up from them

Pete and Trevor hang out sometimes and talk about late 90 movies

Sasappis, Flower, and Pete sometimes explore the property and enjoy nature.

Thor sometimes turns the tv off and flickers the lights when Jay is watching Tv to make him change the channel.

Sasappis likes teen dramas like Riverdale, Euphoria, and The OC

[cycat4077]

Trevor's Arc Theory Cont'd

Spoilers for Ghosts 4x4 The Work Retreat

So, after the season premier, I had some thoughts on Trevor's potential arc this season. The premier kept making jokes about how Trevor was getting weak, and it made me wonder if he would be the next ghost to be sucked off.

This week's episode adds to this feeling for me:

One of Trevor's biggest character traits is that he fears having missed out. He feels like he did not get to live his life to the fullest or make an impact on the world, despite all the extravagant partying he did. He feels as though he wasted his life both career-wise and love-wise.

Today's episode reiterates that. He tries to give himself a redo by getting a job and making the social connections (legacy) that he desperately craved when alive. We learn that by posing as someone from today's society, his coworkers thought he was boring and old. This disappointed Trevor to no end because his 2nd chance was futile. That is, until he finds out that Pinkus allowed everyone to know how awesome and kind Trevor was and immortalized him in the finance world.

Finally, Trevor has the validation he so desperately craved. This, to me, would contribute to ticking off some unfinished business that could lead to him getting sucked off.

So, it feels as if Trevor's arc and clues so far this season are leading him towards that ultimate goal of being sucked off. If achieving the validation he craved while alive wasn't the trigger for being sucked off, I'm guessing the other dimension to Trevor's character, love, will be the final piece of that puzzle.

The Cutting Edge was mentioned again - a movie Trevor adores since it represents his ultimate dream: having someone he loves to share his legacy with.

So where does that leave us? Perhaps the last piece of Trevor's afterlife will be finding someone to love unconditionally and someone who loves him unconditionally in return... and the only real romantic relationship he has had in his afterlife has been Hetty.

While they appear to be on a break, Hetty and Trevor keep gravitating back to one another with their connection only deepening each time.

[loneberry]

The funniest thing happened to me. Last night I dreamed that the old Karagarga account I had in high school (a private, invite-only torrent site for rare cinema) was reactivated and revealed to me all of the films I used to love. Almost two decades ago, that site had been my window into all of the good shit, from the canon of avant-garde cinema (like the films of Maya Deren) to contemporary arthouse (Guy Maddin) to weird niche genres likes Japanese pinku films...and even music and lectures. The invite had been given to me by an indie boy who had a crush on me and came to the grocery store I worked at to give me freak folk mix CDs wrapped in his scarf.

Lately I've been agonizing over the films I am dying to see but cannot find (some hard-to-find films by Hungarian animator Sándor Reisenbüchler, the films of Portuguese director Rita Azevedo Gomes, whose film A Woman's Revenge I adored). My unconscious set to work on the problem and offered me a possible solution. I woke up and Googled "does Karagarga still exist?" Apparently it's still going. I didn't remember my username but apparently there was still an account associated with my old email address. I asked a moderator in the chatroom if there was any way to reactivate my account. They asked me some questions about my film taste (ha!) and then reactivated it. I was able to find and download all of the films I've been dying to see.

My old profile photo from high school is still up lmao. I remember sitting on my desk and trolling all of my classmates in that red hair.

[theonethatyaks93]

PaTB Drabbles Chapter 1: Date Night? (Human AU)

Hello everyone! I'm back after eight months. I have some new writing in store for you and it's a compilation fic. This is going to be a large collection of many of the PaTB one shot ideas I've made during my hiatus and perhaps even a few I want to explore more. I'm excited to be back and hopefully I will return to regular posting once more. Without further ado, enjoy!

(Here's an A03 link if you want to read it on there):

Dr. Robert T. Brainslowski had absolutely no time for inane distractions. Especially with such important goals lingering on the horizon for him to achieve. His passion for world domination was a never-ending pursuit, one that took all his focus during the waking hours, and even invaded his subconscious at night, appearing to him as visions of grandeur in his dreams. His fruitless attempts at proving his worth and securing a place for himself among the greats required every ounce of his effort. Being the busy man that he was, Brain had little patience for obstacles in his path to glory. Unfortunately, his assistant had other things in mind for him, ones that didn’t meet up with his goals.

Patrick Pinkus - a gullible, idiotic buffoon as Brain liked to call him - had completely boggled tonight's plans for conquest by setting him up with a supposed "date." He’d gotten the alarming news of his upcoming get-together right as he was completing his latest blueprint. Brain was less than pleased with Pinky's feeble attempt to introduce romance into his life, having been set up on many dates previously. All of which ended in disastrous fashion. A few bops to the head did little to aid in the searing rage and unfamiliar uncertainty that Brain was facing.

Especially considering the date he was set up with was male.

"A date? What a fool Pinky is to think I'd be interested in anyone romantically. I have far more important things to focus on." Brain mumbled to himself indignantly as he waited for his other half to arrive at a fancy restaurant uptown. Pinky somehow managed to book the locale for him, despite the tedious reservation process. Despite that surprising feat, Brain believed that the “date” was going as poorly as it could possibly go; he hadn’t even arrived yet. Brain had been drumming his fingers on the elegantly decorated tablecloth for six grueling minutes, had checked his watch for ten.

"Where is this cretin?" Brain huffed, patience wearing very thin. He had a plan he needed to execute; he had no time for tardiness or a lack of professionalism. This person proved to have absolutely zero sense of schedule. "I assume this person Pinky has chosen to set me up with is just as foolish as he is. He is simply an imbecile in its truest form. I'd even bet that he is on the exact same level of..."

 Brain's words faded to a discreet murmur as the restaurant's doors opened swiftly and an elegantly dressed man stepped in. Everyone in the room seemed to glance over towards the individual, whose dark gray hair and circular-framed glasses seemed to glisten under the lights of the nearby bar. He walked with confidence, elegance, and class, but seemed to be lacking the smile to match, instead he was scowling.

However, it made Brain freeze in his tracks. He could not take his eyes off of this man. How his suit fit comfortably around his waist, how his blue eyes seemed to twinkle delicately. He felt his heartrate increase exponentially and his gaze kept glancing over him repeatedly.

His eyes widened even more when the man came directly up to him and give him a quick look over, that harsh grimace firmly in place. "Are you Robert Brainslowski by chance?" he asked in an unexpectedly buttery smooth British accent.

It was only then Brain realized that this was his date.

This dapper, handsome, and strangely alluring man was his date.

For the entire evening.

 Brain was about to have a heart attack.

 "Y-yes," he meekly stuttered out, all his reasonable thoughts dissipating into nothingness. "I am he, but you may refer to me as Brain...it's...what I'm called by my...acquaintances..." Brain did not believe that formalities were required yet conveying that information to the man was proving arduous.

His date looked at him for a moment before responding by extending his hand. "Charles Lexington Worcestershire, charmed to be meeting you."

He was so lost in his rampant thoughts that he failed to shake the man's hand for a moment or two. Even then when he finally returned the gesture, his grasp was shaky and not the least bit composed. He could practically feel the tension. "So... Charles..."

 "Oh, I almost forgot. Please, if you are to refer to me, refer to me as Chips. I favor it, mate."

 "Chips..." Brain repeated to himself, finding the man's unusual nickname endearing. Considering they had practically done the exact same thing when it came to their real names. He'd only known him for a minute, and he already was beginning to sense a lack of typical upset at Pinky's matchmaking shenanigans.

“Where shall we begin?” Brain nervously pondered for a moment, rubbing his hands together in an attempt to ease the discomfort. “I... must admit I was not expecting my colleague to pair me up with such a... perplexing individual such as yourself."

 Chips raised an eyebrow, sitting down in his chair across from Brain's with a seeming lack of interest. “I don't understand either. I'm only familiar with your associate Patrick from my colleague; according to them, they were college roommates.” Chips studied him again, eyes roving over his entire body. “I have seen most people in this city. Yet I have never seen you around before in all my years bein’ here.” Chips gave Brain a deep stare, as if he were observing the very foundation he was made of and all the qualities he possessed.

 Brain swallowed harshly. He could feel Chips’ icy blue eyes attempting to push past all the barriers he had made for himself over the years. It was as if he was trying to get information out of him. And unfortunately, Brain was about to succumb to his tactic. "Well...I'm a scientist at the renowned facility Acme Labs, so I spend most of my time...alone and concentrated..." He took pause in his words when his date's expression shifted to one of bemusement.

 "Acme Labs you say? Doesn't seem like a place I'd want to work at, considering I'm employed at a much cleaner facility in the part of town that isn't covered in rubbish."

Brain could feel the sweat beads forming on his forehead, especially with Chips’ sardonic response to his occupation and place of employment. It was not that he desired to work at Acme Labs, it was simply that he could not find work anywhere else.

"I... I would like to...well I have a much more...ambitious goal in the future..." Brain said without entirely knowing what he was about to do. Still, he was trying to salvage anything that remained for this date to continue, even if it meant confessing his greatest want.

Chips adjusted the lapels of his suit, a movement that indicated slight boredom, before looking back at Brain with a puzzled glance. It appeared that Brain had captured his attention, even for only a moment. "Do tell what this goal may be."

 Brain nodded, proceeding to discuss his desires to take over the world. He described the plans he'd made in the past, the discovery of his assistant Pinky, and what he wanted to do as a world leader. He even mentioned his failures, though passed them off as simple roadblocks and nothing more. As he talked and rambled about his passions, he took note of how Chips became less tense, lowering his shoulders and widening his eyes. Occasionally, he could even see slight curiosity.

He also realized that him noticing these details was making him blush a ferocious red; he hoped that Chips wouldn't notice his flustered state through the glow of the soft candlelight.

“Well, Brain,” Chips said after Brain had finished his discussion (though it was more of a tangent), “it appears that you have captured my interest. World domination is such a unique goal and you offer a lot of perspective on the issues of our society.” Chips slightly adjusted his position in the seat, moving closer to Brain. “I was going to cut this little 'date' short on account of my busy schedule, but perhaps I can allot a small bit of time to you and to dinner." He was visibly smirking, a move that Brain subconsciously believed was an attempt to seduce him.

"Oh..." Brain had to take a minute to regain the rational thought that had escaped his mind. "Then...let us continue this engagement." As if on cue, the waiter brought two glasses of white wine, before he promptly turned around and left, scoffing at the two of them.

Homophobic miscreant.

 As they savored their wine, Brain, and Chips dove into a conversation regarding the nature of scientific experimentation, specifically on the lesser rodent species. Brain found himself astounded at how Chips was able to be so calm and gentle with the mice he evaluated on, especially since laboratories stereotypically had harsh and relentless upper management that imposed strict rules.

 "I am struggling to believe that you actually claim to have done all these things you say, Chips. How have you never been questioned by authority for your unusually affectionate behavior towards lab mice?" Brain perplexedly remarked as he sipped his alcohol, swirling the liquid around in the glass.

 "I'm a man of my word, mate,” Chips exhaled sharply, “my laboratory's management simply trusts me to do my job and does not care about how I treat the specimen I work with. It's quite a surprise."

Brain could not comprehend the enormous differences in their work environments. Chips had practically found the laboratory nirvana, where discrimination and mistreatment were limited and obscure. Unlike his own facility, which was filled with distaste and cold, callous individuals who turn their heads at people like him. "You are quite fortunate, my friend. Me and my associate struggle with a very cumbersome workplace, it's hard to even walk a foot without someone torturing some helpless creature or spouting a mindless slur." Brain sighed deeply, this lifestyle was profoundly affecting him in the worst feasible way, giving him a deep hatred for humanity and for himself. Being open was an impossibility and he had been forced to repress everything. "It's been an immense struggle for me to be confident about anything."

"Blimey..." Chips passed him a surprised but understanding look – the first one of the night – reaching a hand across the table to cover his own that was still. Brain made a soft gasp, blush returning to his cheeks. "I know how it feels, like the world is going to crumble beneath your feet and you're going to drown. People don’t seem to understand us, and we’re forced to hide. I faced a lot of insults when I came to work one afternoon with a male partner instead of a female one, and it was painful. We broke up not too long after because of that. But you grow numb to the insults and realize that there are people out there who will listen. That those people who try to take you down are bloomin’ mongrels."

 He thought about what Chips told him, surprised by the bluntness of his phrasing. He was right. He certainly wasn't alone; he had Pinky who confided in him without hassle and now it seemed like Chips would join that insignificant list. He was listening. Chips, a random man that he hadn't even shared a meal with yet, was taking the time out of his day to talk to him about such gripping, personal issues. That was an admirable feat in itself. Despite the date being set up by Pinky, Brain found himself enjoying it far more than he'd ever thought he could before. And he was particularly enjoying Chips’ company.

"You are correct, I do have people who will listen. It appears that you have become one of them..." Brain's pink eyes started to scan the floor, somehow it was becoming interesting to him. Partially from embarrassment but also because that too familiar warmth in his face was returning.

The other man chuckled, his soft laugh making Brain look up again. "Oh, Brain, you are a funny one. Even if it’s not intentional. Seems like what you said is true though. I am listening to you now." He moved his hand to cover Brain's more, a delicate motion meant to comfort him. "I think this date is going smashingly. You’re by far the most enticing individual I have ever come across on these little excursions.” Chips took a quick sip of wine before looking at Brain again, eyes shining. “Perhaps we can order a little something and continue with our conversation?"

Brain blushed more somehow, the color deepening in shade. He nodded eagerly, pleased that this date was surpassing his low expectations. "I-I suppose we should...and if you want to discuss other things..."

Chips smiled, the faintest glimmer of his pearly white teeth beginning to show. "I would like that very much, Brain." he responded earnestly, bringing his hands back to in front of his chest as he anticipated the next piece to their ever-growing conversation.

Brain had to blink once to confirm it, but he was certain that he could see a slight reddish glow in Chips’ cheeks, accenting his soft grin perfectly. Brain felt his own lips being to upturn ever so slightly, as he too eagerly waited for Chips to say something else.

He would certainly have to thank Pinky later. After reprimanding him for his incredulous set up of course. But for giving him the opportunity to speak with the incredibly enticing man sitting in front of him, Brain supposed he could give him a break just this once.

[muskming]

男たちの夢音色 (Men's Dream Tone / Otoko-tachi no yume neiro) 2007 Japanese pinku film directed by 竹洞哲也 Tetsuya Takehora

[missielynne]

If you could change one thing about each of the main Ghosts characters, what would it be? I think for both Jay and Sam I'd choose for them to stop caring about impressing "cool" people and being obsessed with social acceptance like they're in high school lol.

I actually think that if they made Sam and Jay's social climbing funny and we knew it was doomed to fail from the beginning (and they only did it occasionally) I could handle. (Just like they do on Frasier.) For them, I would definitely stop using manipulation over communication as a big part of their plotline. Let Sam just talk to Jay and work things out.

Pete: They've started this with his character, see how he was when he got back after his time at the dash mart and when he called Carol out, but I really want him to start calling people out on their crap more and I want it to become a consistent part of his character.

Flower: I know it's a big part of the character that she's kind of loopy but I want to see her lucid, sincere moments more so she's not just the joke of "Oh, look it's a hippie who's high and can easily be manipulated because of that!"

Isaac: I think we all know that his kidnapping by Patience will probably open his eyes about a few things but...guy needs to start thinking about how his actions affect other people. (I mean a sneeze is a sneeze and that's not his fault, but it didn't sound like he went to look for Patience after, and that's on him.) AND him waiting until he was at the alter to call off the wedding. AND waiting 250 years to tell Nigel that he was the one who killed him in the first place.

Alberta: This one is tough because a lot of what could be changed in her or what could be seen as negative I find very entertaining so I wouldn't want to change it but...

I know all the ghosts are needy but she can come across as one of the needier ones when it comes to asking Sam for stuff. I mean, what happened with Saul (and yes I know that was mostly on Sam but it's not exactly like Alberta was trying to stop her.) That was probably my biggest "side eye Alberta" situation in a while.

Hetty: We are definitely making progress with her character (especially her willingness to reveal how she died to save Flower, especially when you would think she wouldn't find Flower worth it, but their relationship has grown significantly since she winced at the thought of seeing her through the hole in the wall in the first couple of episodes.) But yeah, just generally, I want to see Hetty continue to be more selfless toward the other ghosts without hiding behind her position as lady of the house to keep her distance.

Trevor: We know the guy can care about people. We saw it with Pinkus, we saw it with Hetty...but they still occasionally have him backpedal into his bro persona (like when he "helped" Thor navigate the Flower/Nancy conundrum) but I don't think that's a useful part of his character anymore, especially when we see the exact opposite so often. So maybe give him a reason to finally drop the mask, either continuing to build on the relationship with Hetty (or one of the other ghosts while he and Hetty work through stuff if they intend to get them back together at some point) so he can keep practicing being real and not hiding behind the bro persona until he doesn't need to rely on it anymore.

Sas: Again, another character who, even their worst traits I find entertaining...but: I think he could work on his openness as well. As a story teller he tends to enjoy the story or a lie or whatever will be the most entertaining/easiest for him, even if it leads to trouble for others (See: going into Jay's dreams without letting him know first and lying to Sam about the Shiki tree.)

Thor: we know the man can be gentle and open and honest and I would like to see more of that, rather than letting his violent, conniving, self-serving side win out. But there needs to be a balance. I think that this relationship with Flower has taken him way too far in the other direction to the point where he doesn't feel like Thor anymore, compared to the more subtle gentleness of when we see him with David or young Hetty (or even flashbacks with Bjorn and his wife,) and Bjorn as a ghost in the present day. So work on letting him be more open, but still Thor, you know? And we know they can do it because we've seen multiple examples. It just needs to be more consistent. (Frankly I think building up the Pete/Thor brotp would help this. I LOVED Pete telling Thor all the wonders of Christmas and how genuine Thor was in response to that information.)

[avidrops]

recently I had a dream where a pink Miku (Pinku) in a black leather jacket was having car troubles outside of an old abandoned mansion so she goes in and inside its sepia, full of random old stuff (broken antiques) in hollow piles and neon lights. its a town of little cartoon guys and there was an Alastor and Vox one who where trying to help but just kept making ex wife jokes. Pinku just needed help with her car.

[beautifulfatbagelwithlox]

[knightofleo]

Favourite Songs of 2022

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[joni-witchell]

kiki’s dancy dance

[small-boy78]

QNA TIME THAT NONE ASKED FOR 👁👁

1. Does Exemina had biological kids

Saiko and Chiru are jokes to you ? They’re the only kids that Exemina ever got, but her wife killed herself and left the kids at a random hospital in France (Which made Exemina become a woman [She was a man before]

2. Why did Saiko adopted them all ?

She basicall wanted to adopt only Kazuichi, Chiaki, Kaede, Kokichi, and Chihiro, but she ended up adopting their siblings

3. Does someone ever met Saiko and Chiru’s real mom

Yes, but she’ll never mention that she’s their mom, she just talk about them as kids that she sawn at birth. Em once saw her while taking Kotoko at the park.

4. Does all the danganronpa cast is alive

Unfortunally no, Maki, Kaito and Junko are only AIs, Hiyoko and Mahiru died while getting out of the virus. Ryota and Anonymous were executed by Pinku. Natsumy sacrifed herself/was killed by Pinku’s husband (Elliot) to save everyone.

5. How did they became "immortal" ?

Plot twist: They’re not immortal... Saiko was "dead" at her step mom’s house... (In a coma Like her sister, and everything was a pure dream... She wakes up from her coma the 10th February 2024 and immediately confessed to Em... She was born in Canada, moved to France since And the world was reset, danganronpa and Komi can’t communicate never existed, but somehow, remembers them, in plus Exemina can read dreams, so she adopted them... Chiru and Exemina are real, the mom never killed herself, Pinku never existed... And moved to Japan... In 2026/2027... they moved to Japan the moment where Komi can’t communicate started... (After getting a long time of therapy) and where supposed to start the tragedy... Everything can have a weird, but good ending

[jmagnabo92]

A Dream Come True - Ch 7

Ch 7 - Facing the Past

Trevor goes to see Ari and faces the past and all his troubles.

AO3

***

Trevor’s nervous as he and Sass follow Ari’s secretary into his office.  Sass had been a pain in the ass throughout the journey to Lehman Brothers, complaining about the ‘monkey suit’ since Trevor insisted that they both wear suits to blend in with the crowd in the building.

He’s sure that Sass is just trying to distract him from his nerves and being too overwhelmed, but ever since they got off subway near the office, he’d been overwhelmed with memories.  Memories of the life he had here, the life that moved on without him.  It got worse with every step towards the office, and he had had to stop and brace himself before entering said office.  Ari’s office was in a far corner, which meant they had to walk passed dozens of cubicles with people his age (dead or alive), some of which he even recognized, but they didn’t recognize him.  After all, why would they?  He didn’t mean anything to them.

Just like he didn’t mean anything to Ari…

As they enter his office, Ari doesn’t even look up as he says, “I wasn’t expecting you for another seven months, Jeremy.  Don’t you usually visit to yell at me in November?”

“I bet you weren’t expecting me at all,” Trevor says as the door closes behind them and tries to shake the overwhelming memories of the two of them alone in this office doing inappropriate things.  Is that the same desk?

Ari’s head snaps up so fast that Trevor’s surprised that he doesn’t break it.  “Trevor?”

Trevor grins.   “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“What – how?”

“I don’t know,” Trevor states as he and Sass sit across from Ari.  “All I know is that I went to bed a ghost on Friday night and woke up alive on Saturday morning.  And personally, I don’t really care how it happened, what I do care about though, is that myself and my fellow ghosts can get established to start over anew and I figured that you –”

“You don’t have to threaten me, T.  I’m happy to help you and your fellow ghosts,” Ari says, cutting him off because he knew exactly where Trevor was going with that.

It’s still a bit uncanny how Ari was always able to understand him.  Although in this case, it was probably obvious.  Trevor gestures to Sass who hands Ari an envelope with the details about each of their fellow newly alive ghosts.

It’s slightly awkward as Ari begins doing what he needs to do to get everything situated and Sass hasn’t even been introduced, but before Trevor could suggest that Sass leave the room so he can address the issue between him and Ari, a new voice enters the room.

“Holy crap, is that Trevor Lefkowitz?”  

The voice says it the same way said it when Ari appeared at the mansion.

Trevor and Sass turn to the voice to spot none other than David Woodstone in a messed-up suit and bloodshot eyes.  “David?”

“David?” Ari asks, confused.  “David’s dead – then again, so were you.”  He glances around confused.  “But I don’t see him here…”

“That’s because he’s a ghost,” Trevor states, off-handedly.  “Pinkus told me you died from drinking, but I didn’t realize it was here.”

“Pinkus?  When did you see Pinkus?” Ari asks, as David asks, “You can see me?  I don’t understand.”

Trevor shakes his head.  “I was a ghost – at Woodstone Mansion, but two days ago, I woke up alive and we figured the whole having been a ghost is the reason that we can see ghosts.”

“We?”

“Yeah, Sass was there, too,” Trevor states, gesturing to him.  “He’s actually been there for 500 years.”

“And I wasn’t the only the one,” Sass states.  “By the way, you idiots were fun to mess with.  Can’t believe you came back month after month not realizing we were screwing with your parties.”

“Wait, what?” Ari and David ask together.

“Oooooh, that makes a lot more sense now,” Trevor states.  Despite living there for twenty years and knowing about the ghosts’ powers, he hadn’t put those facts together.

“You really didn’t know?” Sass asks, as both Ari and David give him a look.

“No, it hadn’t occurred to me,” Trevor states.  “Aw, man, how’d I not know?”

Sass laughs.  “Should’ve realized that you –”

“Are either of you going to explain?” Ari asks, clearly annoyed.

“You remember how whenever we could we’d go to Woodstone Mansion and have our parties there?”  Trevor asks and they both nod.  “Well, remember how we’d get super high out of nowhere and we would hear humming, and then, sometimes it would stink, and the lights wouldn’t work properly?”

David frowns, “Those things weren’t just because it was an old house?”

“No, it was the ghosts that lived there – Flower makes people high; Isaac makes it stink, Alberta hums, and Thor affects the lights,” Trevor states, somewhat excited that he finally figured out the weird happenings at those parties.  It explained a lot, now that he thinks about it.

“Fascinating,” Ari states, somewhat sarcastically.

“It really is,” David states, in awe.  Evidently, he’s thinking of the times weird things happened at the mansion.  “I make people drunk, which makes sense given I died of alcohol poisoning.”

“Yeah, Flower died really high, so that’s why she makes people high, so it makes sense that you would make people drunk – I could touch things,” Trevor states.  Then he shakes his head.  “Anyway.  We came here to get Ari’s help in establishing our new lives and IDs, and … well, for another reason.”

Ari turns back to his computer.  “Yeah, I figured that you might want to talk about what happened last year.  I’m guessing you’ve known all along what we did.”

“Actually, no,” Trevor states.  “After I died, the ghosts took me into another room – I had no idea that you didn’t try to help me or that you threw my body in the lake because you were 70% cocaine and that was more important to you than I was –”

“T, I –”

“No, you don’t get to speak,” Trevor states, sternly.  “Did you know that I was excited to see you?  I didn’t have a clue what you did for twenty years.  Until you showed up for the watch and started acting squirrelly when Sam asked you about me.  I was so confused.  How could the man that was my best friend – my lover – pretend that he didn’t know me?”

“I – I’m sorry.”

“No – you’re not,” Trevor states.  “You know Sass had to tell me the story that day – so I would understand the bullshit you pulled.  I was so furious that I couldn’t even look at you, but I still protected you! Sam and Alberta wanted to ruin your life by having Sam write an article exposing what you did, but I told them no.  I didn’t want to ruin your life – and I’m sure you know why…”

“Trevor…”

“… but Sass came up with a way to make me feel better and it worked, somewhat,” Trevor states.  “But looking at you now – I just – I need to know – why did you do it?  Was being high really enough?  Did I really mean so little to you?  I want to know what the hell happened.”

“Mean so little?” Ari scoffs.  “I was madly in love with you since we were eighteen!  You meant the world to me but I –”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Trevor yells, rhetorically as he stands up and leans on the desk.  “You didn’t love me – you treated me like nothing more than a fuck buddy!  And worse – you threw me in the lake after I overdosed and lied to my family about it for twenty years!  If you loved me – you would’ve never done those things!”

“I did love you, Trevor!” Ari insists, also standing up.  “I’ve loved you since that moment that I realized how amazing you were – the moment that my dad found out that you’re bisexual and you stood up and proved that you could do what I always wished I could do!  Stand up to my father!”

“That’s ridiculous!”

“It’s not!”  Ari yells.  “Think about it, Trevor.  You and I started fooling around our first week at Penn, but it never stopped.  We tried over and over again to stop but we always ended up together sooner or later – I practically lived at your condo – all of our friends knew what was going on – I never said the words, but I sure as hell loved you.”

Trevor scoffs.  “Right – you expected me to believe that when you were constantly throwing me at every woman on the planet, when you were always setting me up or talking about people that would interest me as if it wasn’t obvious that I was a fool for you that you really loved me all that time!  How do you expect me to believe that?”

“Think about it, T!” Ari yells.  “Think about the moment I just talked about – the moment I fell in love with you was the moment I knew that I didn’t deserve you!”

“WHAT?”

“I was never going to be able to come out to my father without getting disowned – I knew from the moment that he found out about you that if I ever decided to come out that he would disown me – hell, he was pretty adamant that he didn’t want us being friends!  Can you imagine if I told him I was in love with you?  That I wanted you and only you for the rest of my life?” Ari questions, rhetorically.  “I kept thinking – wanting things to just be about getting laid, but it was never just that.  And I knew – I knew – that the only way that we could be together – that we wouldn’t be a secret to our parents – that we could date openly, and maybe even get married – that I would have to face my father and be disowned, and I couldn’t do that.  I was a spoiled little rich kid that screwed up and always called daddy for help.  I was never going to be able to give that up.”

Trevor’s shaking his head.  Ari’s father was bastard of the highest order, but surely even he would’ve eventually accepted the relationship between Ari and Trevor (even if he did hate Trevor for being openly bisexual).

“You don’t really expect me to believe that.”

Ari scoffs.  “Come on, my father was a bastard of the highest order.  He was a take no prisoners, my way or the highway type and I was his screw up of a son!  This was the one thing I knew would break it all and I just – I couldn’t do it … no matter how much I loved you, I couldn’t give up the power my father held – in case I screwed something else up.”

“Fine!  Say I believed you – why the hell did you keep sleeping with me knowing how I felt?  Why put me through the hell of being with someone I thought didn’t love me?  Why wouldn’t you just tell me?  You know I would’ve understood!”

“I wanted to do the right thing!  I tried over and over again to find you someone that you could fall in love with, but I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to be with you – all those nights that I tried to suggest we just be normal bros only to fall into old habits.  I wanted you, even when I knew I shouldn’t have you – it wasn’t fair.”  Ari sighs and sits back down.  “Sometimes, I thought I’d convince myself to risk everything for you and I’d get all excited that I was finally going to do the right thing – even planned celebrations –, but I chickened out every time because I'm a coward, and I felt so guilty.  I – I just … wanted to be the man that you deserved.”

Suddenly, everything made sense.  He and Ari had gone on trips once a month just the two of them to this remote cabin in the mountains.  Ari always surprised him with the trip invitation a few days before and even though they always had the best time, those trips always felt like there was a point to them.  More than just ‘let’s get laid’.

The following week, however, Ari would always try and throw him at anything that moved.  As if realizing that they couldn’t be together, and that Trevor deserved better.  It’s as if he wanted to do the right thing but kept falling into old patterns.  They were like two magnets attracted to each other even when they knew they shouldn’t be.

“I think I need a minute.”

Trevor doesn’t wait for a response as he makes his way out of Ari’s office out onto the balcony of building at the end of the short hallway.  He’s surprised by the somewhat cooler air than he’d been expecting, but it doesn’t matter.  Everything he’d been thinking for the last thirty years about his and Ari’s pseudo relationship was completely just turned on its’ head.

He thought Ari was a bastard just like his father – and he was in a way – but not because of the way he conducted himself in their relationship, but because he let his father dictate his life and didn’t bother to tell Trevor the truth about his feelings making the entire situation worse for Trevor, who spent his entire adult life feeling like he was used by his best friend and meant nothing to him.

Trevor paces back and forth muttering to himself about why Ari would think not telling him about his feelings would make the situation in any way better.  It was so stupid – Trevor would’ve understood.  It’s not like he didn’t know how much Ari’s father hated him, and yet, instead, he just believed that Ari was the problem not his father.

“I’m sorry,” a voice says behind him, causing him to jump.

He turns to see David, and can’t help asking, “Why are you sorry?”

“Because I told Ari that he was a shit friend for dragging you along for the ride.  That if he knew that he wasn’t going to be able to stand up against his father for you that he doesn’t deserve you – that it was utter bullshit that he gave you so much heartache.  I told him over and over again to let you go – to help you find love with someone else or at least not to interfere, but most importantly, I told him not to tell you how he felt.  That he couldn’t – shouldn’t put you in the position of being his dirty little secret for the rest of your lives.  You were the best of all of us and you deserved better than that.”

Well, at least Trevor knows where Ari got his bad advice from.  It would make sense given the looks he often caught between Ari and David whenever they’d off-handedly mentioned that they had plans together or had spent any amount of time alone together and the times he’d caught them arguing only to stop short when they spotted Trevor.  David obviously thought that despite his feelings what Ari was doing to Trevor was too cruel to continue.

In fact, it made even more sense when he thinks about those nights where they’d go out and Ari became obsessed with finding Trevor a girl – oddly, never a guy since those usually happened after some scene in the office and looks or fights between David and Ari.

“I thought I was protecting you – I thought it would help you move on if you didn’t know he actually had feelings.”

At this, Trevor bursts out laughing.

“David, do you have any idea how many of my relationships ended with ‘how long have you been in love your best friend’?  Do you have any idea how many ended with ‘are you blind?  Clearly your best friend is in love with you’?  Do you have any idea how many ended with ‘how long have you two been pining for each other’?  Or my favorite – ‘you’re an idiot if you think that you’ll ever be able to move on when you see the man that you’re in love with every day’.”

“And that’s not including the ones that figured out what we were doing with each other.  Those usually ended up in ultimatums – them or him – I always chose him.  Except one.”  Trevor shakes his head looking out at the water.  “Nicky – she was amazing – she knew what Ari and I got up to together and was surprisingly cool with it.  She liked to watch and order me around and oh god, it was hot –”  he gets lost in the memory for a minute before clearing his throat and saying, “Anyway, I always told them that Ari – didn’t feel that way for me and I’d be stupid to wait around and hope that one day he might see me as more than a piece of ass – that I wanted to try with them.  That I wanted to find happiness with someone else…”

“Sounds like I should’ve kept my big nose out of it,” David states.

Trevor sighs.  “I appreciate what you were trying to do – your heart was in the right place, although it was misguided.”

“Maybe if I hadn’t intervened – he would’ve told you his feelings and… maybe it would’ve helped you both,” David sighs.

“It’s not on you, David.  We both made our own choices,” Trevor states.  “I never worked up the nerve to tell him how I felt and ask him what the hell we were doing – although I was planning on it that weekend.”

“The weekend you died?”

Trevor nods.  “I told myself that I wouldn’t keep hurting myself.  That I needed to get the situation under control – even if it meant leaving Lehman Brothers to … to be without him.  I planned a leave of absence just in case – the same leave that you two used to cover up what happened to me.”

David looks away.  “I wanted to call an ambulance…”

“I know,” Trevor states, plainly.  “But you didn’t – and then, what you did do was far worse.  I blame Ari’s bastard of a father for the idea, but you three chose to follow through.”

“I know – I know, and I have regretted it every day for the rest of my life and afterlife and so has Ari,” David states, sincerely.  “It was the worst thing I have ever done in my entire life and I’ve done some screwed up things, and I have thought of nothing else than wanting to tell you that I’m sorry, that I could never make it up to you, and that I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I hope that some day for your sake that you do forgive us.”

Trevor doesn’t have to ask him to clarify because he knows what David’s thinking – that the reason Trevor was stuck was because he hadn’t forgiven them for what they did to his body – it would have been a good assumption if Trevor had known, but he hadn’t and he’s pretty sure Ari was his unfinished business.  Still…

"I do forgive you, David, because I know that you mean it and I know that mistakes were made - it hurt, still hurts, to think about what you did, what you both did," Trevor states, eyes sliding to Ari and Sass in the doorway.  He's not sure how long they've been there, but probably long enough.  "But honest to God, I can't bring myself to hate you - either of you.  I want to - I should hate you, but I don't - I can't.  It takes too much energy to hate you – to be angry with you.  I feel like I’m weighted down by this anger I had when I found out, but I can’t – I can’t do it anymore.  Both of you were such a big part of my life - a good part - I spent years telling our stories to the ghosts and I still look back on those days as the best of my life..."

"No matter how angry I should be, I'm not angry.  I don't hate you.  I just want to move on.  Let go of what happened - I have a second lease on life and I'm not going to ruin it with what ifs or pointless anger because we can't go back and change it," Trevor states.  “So, I forgive you – both of you.”

They're staring at him in disbelief, but before anyone could say anything, a light opens up above David and he glances up.  "Oh, my god."

Something must show on his face because Ari asks, "What's happening now?"

"He's getting sucked off," Sass says in awe.

"What?"

Both Trevor and Sass shush him as they focus on David.

"Thank you, Trevor and again, I'm sorry."

Trevor smiles.  "I know, and I'm happy for you."

David smiles.  "Don't waste this new life of yours, you deserve everything you've always wanted."

Trevor nods and with that, David's gone.  Finally, at peace.

It takes a moment before Trevor remembers Ari and Sass in the doorway.  "There are some things I need to talk to you about..."

"Let's go back to my office."

[biglisbonnews]

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