#so instead: kaboom

[inyri]

A few side takes from the last chapter:

1) This entire piece of plot came out of a question I couldn’t shake that’s completely Imperial Agent specific. If you’re playing an IA who stayed allied with the Empire, the Order of Zildrog member who confronts you on Nathema is Marcus Trant. But what exactly did Cipher Nine do that would make Trant, Director of the SIS since she was a literal child, quit the Republic complete and join an apocalypse cult focused on killing her?

This was my answer to that question.

2) What happened at the end? We’ll get to that. But Garza learned something from Eclipse’s failure- they didn’t have a failsafe. She had to send Havoc to hunt them down, and she’s not one to repeat mistakes. The people for that new project came from Belsavis. The failsafe came from another prison entirely.

Do you remember Shadow Town?

[thepillowhoarder]

No Reprieve from Cold

Based on my interpretation of Hyi - Mind Breaking the Body

[basedtater]

faithfully by journey came on my tedependent playlist and now im crying again at the idea of blorbos trying for a long distance relationship

[prettygirleli]

soap is a yapper. he yaps a lot. (warnings: female reader, p in v smex, oral sex (giving and receiving for both parties), soap talking bunch, and yeah. enjoy<3

I feel like he's sooo talkative during sex, whether he realizes it or not.

he's speaking when his face is nuzzled in between your thighs, his tongue working you to the point of overstimulation. he's speaking as he presses kisses along your shaky legs, telling you how good you did. "oh, pretty girl, did I make you cum? I haven't even fucked you yet, and you're shaking like a wee leaf, love." he sits up, beginning to kiss along your jaw, his fingers trailing up your thigh and back to your pussy, easing a finger in as his thumb circled your already sensitive clit. "one more for me? wanna make sure you're nice and ready for me when I fuck you."

he's speaking when he has you on your knees for him, lips wrapped around his cock, his hand guiding you gently. he's speaking when he makes you take it all the way to the base, reveling in the choked moans you let out around him

"mmh, just like that love, making me feel so good." he pushes your head down further, keeping you there for a second, trying to keep his hips from jerking as you swallow around his length. he lets you go, a groan leaving him as you pull off with a pop, your chest heaving.

"had to stop, or else those pretty lips of yours would have had me cumming before I got the chance to fuck you."

he's speaking when his hands grip your hips, your back arched as he fucks you senseless. he's speaking when he has you on your back, wanting to see your face when he makes you come undone.

he's speaking through it all, loud and clear. "fuck, love, you look so gorgeous like this, don't you?" his grip is firm on your jaw, making sure you kept your eyes on him while his hips snapped into, his pace slow, his strokes deep. "yeah, you look goddamn stunning, fuck..."

he's somewhat talking when you clench around him, back arching as you have your third orgasm that night, making his thrusts grow sloppy as he grew closer to release as well.

"hah, so tight- mmh, fuck!" the only moment that he wasn't talking was when he came, gripping your hips tightly, brows drawn together in bliss as he tried burying himself into you as deep as possible. that, was when his endless barrage of words ceased, instead being substituted by whimpers and whines of sheer pleasure.

his chest was heaving when he pulled out of you, plopping down beside you with a sigh. "would it be inappropriate if the next time we fuck, I say 'kaboom' when I cum?"

he held his hands up in defense when your hand covered his mouth, a scoff leaving your lips.

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I think I cooked with this one, chat.

[gallusrostromegalus]

You can lay blame for this second ask at @hoifne 's feet, I saw their comment on the post and had to:

How did folks react to the moon landing?

"You're ready? No Big Regrets?" Renji asks. He always asks. He'd done hundreds of Konso rituals now that he was doing his mandatory tour of duty in the living world, but he never wants them to feel 'routine', so he talks to the ghosts. Hypes them up a bit for the afterlife, tries to keep his heart in it.

Especially when it's a kid.

"Well, it's not really a big deal..." The ghost Suichi considers. He was maybe ten or eleven years old. Thick prescription glasses, face round with puppy fat, very loved. Love won't stop a freak electrical accident though. Young Suichi is handling his sudden departure really well, all things considered, so maybe love does stop despair. "-but its a bit of a shame that if there's no TV in the afterlife, I won't be able to watch the moon landing."

"Yeah, we're a bit behind the times, but I'm sure one of the mad geniuses in the 12th will invent one sooner than late-" Renji grins ruffling the boy's hair before the rest of the sentence registers. "-The What Landing?"

"The Moon Landing!" Suichi lights up with excitement. "They just launched the rocket yesterday! But in just three days, man will walk on the moon!"

"...The Moon?" Renji blinks, bewildered.

"Yeah!"

Renji points up over his shoulder into the sky, gripping the boy's shoulder, eyes wide. "THE MOON IN THE FUCKING SKY?"

---

The lights of the Fifth division offices reflect blankly off of Captain Aizen's glasses as he attempts to process the news. He is entirely still, save for his eyebrows which are writhing like overcaffienated caterpillars, unable to settle on an emotion to convey.

"The Moon?" Lieutenant Ichimaru squints at Renji even harder than usual, pointing up out the window behind him. "The Moon in the fucking sky?"

"Yeah!" Renji spread his hands. "I didn't believe it either but the humans have managed to work out some neat trick with the way the world turns to like, throw the spaceship like a slingshot..?" he tried to explain.

"So, so there's three guys in a boat-" Captain Aizen tried again, reaching up under his glasses to rub the bridge of his nose.

"It's really more like a sealed metal tube, but they call it a Space Ship because it does sorta sail through space..." Renji tried to explain, holding up the newspaper from the living world he'd brought back to substantiate his claims and also provide helpful images to explain what was happening.

"So there's three guys in a metal tube and they... threw it into the sky so hard that instead of falling it started flying instead?" Aizen tried. "How do they even throw something that hard without Kido?"

"So the men are up in this little itty bitty bit at the top that looks like a cap on a vaccine needle-" Renji pointed at the image of the Apollo 11 rocket. "-All the rest of this is the uh. enormous amount of extremely coordinated high explosives they used to launch it. The. The whole thing is like... It's a little over three hundred fifty shaku and only 12 shaku of that is where the humans are. The rest is um. Air they smooshed so hard it became liquid and then they set that on fire and look at the picture you can see the kaboom!" Renji tried to explain, pushing the paper across Aizen's desk for his captain to read.

Aizen certainly pointed his face at the image and accompanying article, but 'read' may have been a bit beyond him at the moment.

"Oh, is that all it took?" Ichimaru hummed with interest. "Well fuck, why haven't we done that?"

"Oh yes, how very silly that the humans have beaten us at the trifling matter of FLINGING OURSELVES INTO SPACE, WHAT THE *HELL* ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT ICHIMARU??" Aizen objected.

"Well like. Idea's sound. Moon goes around the earth, so a smaller thing should too. And we can absolutely make a sealed metal container and kaboom bigger than that." Gin shrugged, as though this were plainly obvious. "Betchya the clown that runs the twelfth has the stuff laying around- we got a meeting with him later today anyway, why not ask?"

"Oh sure, that's a great Idea!" Aizen beamed. "Why hello Kurotsuchi-taicho, curious news from the human world- do you think you could spare a few parts and several tons of explosives to send some guys for a stroll on the moon?"

There was a moment of silence where Renji and Gin shared an awkward glance (or at least, Renji gave meaningful look to the narrow slits where his lieutenant-commander's eyes theoretically were).

"...he'd agree to that in a heartbeat, if he hasn't started work on his own Spaceboat already." Aizen groaned.

---

"No." Grunted Mayuri.

"No? Why not?" Aizen asked, head cocked to the side like a confused spaniel.

"Look, what the old man doesn't know about budget expenditures won't hurt him!" Gin smiled encouragingly. "Think of all the scientific data you'd get to research!"

"What the old man finds out about budget expenditures after the fact can and will hurt me." Mayuri growled. "It's not cookie money, kitting an expedition to the living world to engineer a spaceship with atomic matter instead of Reishi- No, much more efficient to let the humans do it for us and poach the date from them."

"...Why would we need to go to the Living world?" Aizen blinked, confused. "I can see the moon from the window right here?" Aizen pointed out the window of Kurotsuchi's office.

"What? That moon? You can't go to that moon!" The clownish chemical engineer cackled."

Aizen and Ichimaru stared at him blankly.

"Is. Is the moon here different than the one in the living world?" Aizen asked, bewildered.

"Different? It doesn't exist!" Mayuri laughed, waving his hand at them.

Aizen and Ichimaru stared at him, then leaned back in their seats, looking out the window at the moon, which still looked as physical and present as it ever did.

"...Oh don't tell me you didn't know." Mayuri frowned, pouting. "No, spirit world doesn't have a moon. The thing up in the sky is a Tulpa- there's a "moon" because everyone who comes to spirit world thinks there should be one, and there's so much ambient spiritual energy even weak souls can exert some force on the nature of reality and when millions of them are all certain there should be a moon, a moon manifests. Or at least, a thing that looks like a moon. Doesn't act like one, changes size and skips around it's phases all the time and if it really were a round object in space, that's NOT what a crescent moon would look like."

Aizen and Ichimaru looked back out the window at the "Moon", whose crescent arced a full three quarters of the alleged satellite's circumference.

"Seriously? this is some really basic stuff." Mayuri glared at them in disappointment. "You never noticed that the moon is always visible out any random window at night, no matter what time it is? It doesn't even go east-to-west more than half the time!"

"But. But we have a lunar calendar..?" Aizen muttered, an edge of genuine distress in his voice.

"Oh yeah, the moon *used* to be regular as clockwork- everyone literally set their watches to it." Mayuri shrugged. "Then sometime about eh, two and a half, three thousand years ago? Right around the same time the first captain-class spirits started appearing, the moon started doing this 'Full Moon Thrice A Month If it Feels Like It' and 'Visible At Improbable Angles' nonsense."

Aizen's eyes were wide and Gin's very nearly open with alarm.

"That's uh- that's terrifying?" Aizen sputtered, now outright frightened.

"Yeah, anybody know what coulda caused that?" Gin muttered.

"The going theory is that the precipitation of a new class of spiritually hyperpotent souls like us has caused disproportionate tugs on the desired appearence of the the "Moon", but that's only a theory- my predecessor's predecessor once attempted to send a camera to the 'Moon' for a closer look, but it never actually *got* any closer." Mayuri explained, casually inspecting his fingernails- he seemed to be growing out the middle one for some godforsaken reason. "-Your theoretical starboat would likely far worse."

"...Okay but that's worse. You understand how that's worse, right?" Aizen demanded and Mayuri waved him off.

"No, no hit makes sense-" Gin nodded, and Aizen glared at his lieutenant. "Think about it! There's what, three and a half billion human on earth? Millions die every day, but only a couple hundred ever turn up every day at the intake queue in the 7th, and nearly everyone is from just the one part of Japan. We're one afterlife of many- ugh, could you imagine if the missionaries were sent here?- anyway, our world is nowhere NEAR as big at the Living World, so the moon-moon is just a geographical feature in the living world, and there's only a couple million people living here. We got disproportionate swing, so we pull on the collective conciousness more. It's fine!"

"That's AWFUL!" Aizen shouted, dismayed.

"I mean I think we all understand God is an Asshole, but what are you gonna do about it?" Mayuri shrugged before tapping on the crate beside his desk. "-Anyway, do you want these Polio Vaccines for the rukongai outreach program our not?"

"I- yes. Please." Aizen muttered.

"Good man, sign here." Mayuri tapped the sheet on his desk. As Aizen tried to read over the provisions release paperwork, the small "Electronic Mailer" on Mayuri's desk pinged. "Oh, the word got out- Kyoraku-taicho wants to hold another moon-viewing party for the occasion. Do me a favor and attend so you can explain to him why we can't go to our 'moon' for me? I don't want to go, and I really don't want to explain it to him through a hangover either."

"If you don't wanna go Boss I'll stand in for you. Promises to be a real riot." Gin grinned.

"Yes, you have your young friend, don't you? Miss Matsumoto?" Aizen smiled fondly at his second-in-command.

"Oh, she probably already got her invite- she an' Miss Nan- er, lieutenant Ise are real pals from the academy." Gin laughed. "Nah, I was gonna drag old blind bones along."

"...Captain Tousen?" Aizen asked, befuddled. "Whatever for?"

"Stars ain't exactly braille, y'know?" Gin explained, wiggling his fingers. "He knows even less than we do an' I wanna watch Rangiku and Kyoraku try'n 'splain the whole thing to him." Gin grinned.

"Sounds lovely! Take your shit and get out of my office." Mayuri threatened.

---

Renji exhaled, still bewildered, laying on his back on the grassy hill just outside the 2nd division training grounds, staring up at the moon as it rose opposite the sunset behind him. Or, maybe not? There had been some lecture about how the moon in spirit world wasn't a moon back at the academy that he didn't really remember-

"You sound like you're in the throes of a moral conundrum Red." Shuuhei teased, looking up from the strange contraption he was setting up.

"Huh?" Renji blinked. "Oh, no I'm just- Those guys in the Spaceship gotta be somethin' else, going to die thousands of miles from home."

"What? The Astronauts? They'll be fine! -Probably." Shuuhei laughed. "They're definitely insane, getting in that contraption at all, but they still gotta come home with all the rocks and whatever they get from the moon for the lab techs to look at."

"...How the hell are they getting back?" Renji frowned, rolling up onto his elbow to frown at his senpai. "I thought they blew up all the rocket getting off the planet?"

"They got a bitty rocket in the lunar landing craft that will get them between their ship and the lunar surface, and then they will angle the ship a bit and the moon will fling them back to earth the way earth flung them at the moon." Shuuei explained, not looking up from the weird bass-drum looking object he was messing with.

Renji opened his mouth, realized his friend probably understood it way better than he did, closed his mouth, shrugged, and changed topics. "So what is that thing you had me haul up here?"

"It's uhhh... Experimental. Haven't got a name for it yet." Shuuhei muttered, placing a level on top of it and frowning at the bubble before adjusting the legs bolted awkwardly to the side of the drum. "-But with all this excitement about the Lunar Landing, I realized Tousen-Taicho is... I mean he gets left out of a lotta stuff, y'know? But it's not like he can see the stars, or the spirit-moon, and I don't think he really understands orbital mechanics-"

"I sure fuckin' don't." Renji muttered.

"Yeah, because you're the kind of moron who put a ham sandwich in a VCR-" Shuuhei rolled his eyes.

"That was ONE TIME, and Matsumoto Senpai told me it was a Panini Press!" Renji sulked.

"-and then pressed "Fast Forward", but Tousen is actually smart as hell- I'm the one who can't explain it without gestures he can't see." Shuuhei continued. "...but I can use a camera obscura and reiryoku-sensitive film to sort of take an old exposure image of the night sky. I'm hoping that if I treat the exposed film right, that the light and dark parts will turn into different textures for him to read, like a braille sky."

"Oh." Renji muttered. "That's really nice of you actually."

"I mean, we'll see if it works." Shuuhei shugged, examining the level again. "Hand me the allen wrenches- What about your boss?"

"Captain Aizen? Uh- honestly? He seems a little freaked out by all this and I saw him fuckin' slam the newspaper into his wastebasket when he got back from the twelth." Renji winced. "He's weird like that. Sweet as cake most of the time but then there's these weird flashes of anger... and I'm not sure how much longer he's gonna be my boss."

"As in you got ambitions, or you think he's gonna get fired?" Shuuhei asked, staring at the level again.

"As in 'Tetsuzaemon Iba got in another brawl with his mother about him only being fourth seat when she made captain, and Liuetenant Madarame asked me if I'd updated my resume recently." Renji winced.

"Woof. Talk about a lateral promotion." Shuuhei winced. "Still, the pay raise would be nice. You could afford to take your girl Rukia somewhere up to her brother's standards!"

"IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!" Renji snapped, rolling over and jumping to his feet. "-It's -I'm sorry. It's kinda complicated." Renji sighed.

Shuuhei was silent for a minute as Renji sat back down on the grass, face in his hands. After a minute of fine-tuning the drum to keep it level, he spoke up. "You're more than good enough."

"Huh?" Renji jolted. "Oh, yeah- I'd be doing all the eleventh's paperwork but there's no way it's worse than the fucking rice subsidies accounting board-"

"That's not what I meant." Shuuhei glared.

"...I know." Renji groaned. "It's just. It's complicated, okay?"

"If you say so." Shuuhei shrugged. "Alright, hand me the flat box- thanks. It'll be ready for exposure in a minute, and I want to get it done before those clouds roll in." He gestured at the distant thunderheads threatening to bloom into a summer storm on the edge of the city.

The process was quick- the shielded plate went into the gap under the drum, and the light of the night sky was reflected onto it from a pinhole in the top. Once the metal plates were pulled back, it needed a few minutes to pick up enough light, before Shuuhei pushed the metal shutters back in and locked the plate in darkness until it could be developed.

"It's for taking pictures of the stars, right?" Renji asked as Shuuhei started disassembling the camera. "You could call that plate an Astrograph."

"Hah! Futuristic. I like it!" Shuuhei grinned. "C'mon and help me with this thing before the punishment squad turns up to kick my ass for having a camera within a mile of the second."

[jadeoru]

SMUDGED LIPSTICK!

04: a pattern -> prev / mlist / next

now playing: me, myself & i - 5sos 🎶

You were not ready to see him again. Despite all the years that had passed, you never got over what had happened between you; that one night where everything went wrong. You hated him ever since, but there was no denying how much you yearned to go back to the past. All you wanted was to go back to what used to be between you, but there’s no way that could happen. You took a deep breath, your hands were shaking. You struggled to comfort yourself, just act normal, it'll be fine. Your footsteps quickened as you pushed through the crowd to get to your friends - and him. You looked at the strangers talking to them and gulped, holy shit, they’re massive. I mean, they are volleyball players. They were all deep in conversation. You noticed how Akaashi and some grey haired dude were separated from the group; having their own conversation. You recognised one of the athletes: Hinata Shoyo. He had joined a few of your hangouts with Nishinoya before in the past. They went to high school together. You liked him, he was sweet - and funny without trying. He smiled at you widely, they all did actually. You waved as you walked up to them, squeezing between everyone as if you’d been there the whole time. You stood directly in front of Sakusa, avoiding eye contact with him at all costs.

“Hey!” you said, wearing a polite smile on your face. Nishinoya grinned at you, before speaking up, “Y/n! You remember Shoyo, right?” His tone was eager, and loud. He was probably tipsy. You nodded your head, acknowledging Hinata’s smile. “Y/n!! You were so cool today!” His hands flung back and forth as he spoke, resembling an excited child. “Thanks! I’m glad you liked it!” you matched his smile. If you looked hard enough, you could definitely see the sparkles in his eyes. “No seriously! You were like ‘kaboom!’ and no one could look away! It’s like you were made to be on a stage!” You laughed, placing a hand on your chest, “You’re too kind to me!” He was about to speak again, but a blonde-haired boy cut him off, standing in front of him so that you’d look at him instead. “Hey, That’s some voice ya got there. Makes me wonder what else yer mouth can d-” a brown haired boy interrupted him. “Atsumu! If you don’t shut your mouth and stop hitting on girls I’ll kick your ass!” he elbowed him roughly, before turning to look at you. “Sorry about him. He’s desperate for a girlfriend. I’m Iwaizumi Hajime, and that loser is Miya Atsumu. You’re pretty talented by the way.” you rolled your eyes at the Miya guy, laughing. “Thanks, it’s nice to meet you guys! You’re volleyball players right? How did your game go?” you asked, steering the conversation away from yourself. Hinata’s eyes lit up as he began to ramble, “It was awesome! We won all three sets and that means we get to move on t-” 

Your eyes flickered over to Sakusa’s as Hinata spoke. You immediately made eye contact. Has he been staring at you this whole time? He quickly looked away from you when he noticed you staring back at him. You looked back at Hinata, who was dead silent. When did he stop talking? You smiled and nodded, pretending to have heard what he said. “That’s so cool! Congratulations guys!” your gaze flickered from each of the volleyball players, your eyes lingering on Sakusa longer than you’d like to admit. After everyone muttered their thanks, you looked at Nishinoya, who was moving his head in his direction; silently encouraging you to talk to him. Everyone in the group had dispersed into their own conversations, at this point you and Sakusa were the only ones not talking to anyone. It was the perfect moment. You cleared your throat before speaking up. Here goes nothing.

“Hey Sakusa.” you cringed at the way you sounded; anything but calm and collected, uncaring. He looked up at you, before scowling at the sight of you. Without uttering a single word, he grimaced at you and walked away. He fucking walked away. You stood there in shock, confused and undeniably pissed off. He didn’t even care to speak? Not one word? He just fucking grimaced at you, as if one glimpse of you was enough to make him feel sick. Maybe he hasn’t changed after all. Noticing the tension between the two of you, Iwaizumi spoke up. “Sorry about him. He’s being weird.” you groaned, clenching your fists. “It’s fine, I’m gonna get a drink.” and with that, you walked away. Your footsteps were heavy, as if you were weighed down in embarrassment. As you walked to the bar you silently prayed for the ground to open up from beneath you, and swallow you whole.

You stared at him from the other side of the bar; seemingly glued to the sight of him. You couldn’t deny it, he looked good. His curly hair was shorter than he liked it in high school, and he seemed a lot stronger than then too. You looked at the muscles on his arms; they could probably rip out of the sleeves of his shirt if he tried hard enough. You shook yourself back into reality. Sucking in a deep breath, you turned to Tsukishima, now he was the one to nod encouragingly at you. Phew, this was it. You were going to talk to him: Sakusa Kiyoomi. You were going to face him for the first time since that night. No big deal! You weren’t going to let him walk away this time. You fidgeted with the hem of your leather jacket, before making your way towards him. His eyes were glued to the floor, unnoticing of your approach. You cleared your throat, now standing directly in front of him. Second time���s the charm, right?

“Hey. Long time no see huh? Don’t tell me you forgot about me!” you smiled, trying to seem as upbeat as possible despite the aching feeling inside of you. He looked at you, displaying no emotion. “Um no, I haven’t.” His tone was monotonous; awkward. Maybe it was the alcohol in your system, but you were determined to pull at least some kind of conversation out of him. “You know, I tried to forget about you. But it’s pretty fucking hard when your face is all over billboards. I mean, what hasn't sponsored you? I saw you on a fucking cereal box once!” You laughed awkwardly, trying to lighten up the tension between the two of you. He remained seemingly uninterested. “Oh.. well yeah. The point of sponsorships is to increase our visibility around the world, so we take what offers we’re given.” When he finished speaking, silence quickly followed. You just stared at him, waiting for him to say something, anything else.

“Is that it?” you asked, eyes widening in disbelief when you realised he had finished speaking. “What?” He asked, acting completely innocent. Asshole.  “Thats all you’re gonna fucking say to me?” He quickly processed the situation, before speaking up. “I-” You weren’t interested in what he had to say. “No! It’s been fucking years since our argument and you’re just gonna treat me like I’m nothing to you? Like our friendship just never happened? Was I that unimportant to you?” Silence. Fuck this, you kept going. “And yeah, I fucking hate your guts. I've never been able to move on from how shitty you treated me back then, but guess what? At least I have the decency to pretend to want to be here right now! At least I’m actually trying to have a conversation instead of ignoring me like I’m the fucking plague!” You were enraged, releasing all of the pent up frustration that you kept inside of you since the last time you saw him. Your fists were clenched so hard that your knuckles were white. Yes, you were overreacting. You knew it. But, god. Seeing him again brought back all those feelings from before. The rage that you bottled up inside of you, that slowly grew more and more as the years passed you by, was spilling out of you now. There was no stopping it. You scoffed. “You haven’t changed Sakusa. You’re still the same blunt asshole that I used to know.” His last name left your lips in a way that tasted like poison. Every word that left your lips was laced with venom. Without giving him a second to respond, you turned on your heels and walked away; tears welling up in your eyes.

“You havent changed at all” - Sakusa thought about your words for the rest of the night.

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[zhng96]

𝐖/ 𝐀𝐍 𝐒/𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐄 — zb1

— pairing: ot9!zb1 x gn!reader

— warnings: just tooth-rotting fluff <3

— 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐈𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐆

- SUCH a flirt

- he catches your gaze and laughs lightly and says, “you’re so adorable”

- LIKE??? HELLO?!??!

- his stomach does flips at the sight of your doe-like gaze

- like YOU were staring at HIM like that!!! how did he get so lucky!!!

- your habit of staring makes him fall in love with you even harden than he already is everytime

- he gives a cute giggle and when he’s collected himself enough he’ll walk up to you, tilt your chin up and give you smooches :)

- some other times, he’ll say “i love you” but most of the time (unable to stop himself) he goes in for the kiss

(other members under the cut!)

— 𝐙𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐎

- although he’s had his fair share of admirers, your staring never fails to make his heart flutter

- if he isn’t smiling before he catches you staring, he’ll certainly be smiling after he catches your gaze

- he gives you such a goofy and adoring smile (leave me alone i love him)

- he’ll tilt his head and then YOU SMILE AND THEN HE SMILES BRIGHTER BECAUSE YOU SMILED AND IT’S JUST SO :(((

- he asks you why you’re staring and either pinches/squishes your cheeks or grabs your hand and plays with it :(

- you tell him you just love admiring him and now it’s his turn to stare,,, sparkles of admiration shining in his eyes and now you’re the one getting shy

- no matter how much you stare at him,, a goofy grin will always make it’s way onto his face :))

— 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐁𝐈𝐍

- GETS SOSOSO SHY

- his eyes get a little wide which only causes you to soften your gaze even harder

- watching as you gaze at him with all the love in your body his mind just goes KABOOM

- has the sudden urge to kiss every inch of your face but has to fight against it

- instead he calls you over and offers his sat for you to sit on

- he then embraces you with the most delicate of touch and he gently pushes your head to rest on his shoulder

- i also feel like he’s the type to gently sway while hugging- like it’s just a habit of his

- he presses kisses on your head :)

- even though it’s a habit, he finds that he’ll never not get shy at your staring,, he does however get more confident with his affections once he catches your gaze though

— 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐖

- he’ll be cheesin’ so hard

- he’s also so silly i love him

- he’ll move and sit right in front of you, facing you and all

- then he stares right back with a teasing smile and says, “staring contest, let’s go.”

- you laugh hard enough that your eyes close and you gently nudge him

- “i win!” he laughs before he tilts his cheek out towards you, “my prize?”

- you lean in and peck him on the cheek and he send you a thank you

- after he finds you habit of staring, he only does this a few more times before he comes up w/ another way to tease you hehe

— 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄

- when he catches your gaze he’ll look around the room jokingly (even if it’s empty) and points an exasperated fingers towards him, as if he’s surprised by the fact you’re staring at him

- you roll your eyes light-heartedly at his action (because he does it every time T-T)

- it’s become an inside joke at this point

- sometimes he’ll even keep the joke going by waving a hand in faux shy dismissal, scoffing in delight

- all jokes aside he beckons you into a hug and tells you he loves you and that he’s so thankful for you :((

- sometimes you’ll circle the joke back to him by waving the same faux shy hand in dismissal and scoffs in delight :))

- you two are just so cuteness it makes me so sad <3

— 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐍𝐑𝐔𝐈

- another jokester

- he’ll catch you staring and tease you by slide a hand over his slicked back hair with a jokingly arrogant gaze

- hearing you laugh and also getting the chance to be the one you’re staring at is truly something ricky will hold dear to his heart

- if you think you love him more NAH he loves you 10x harder

- literally basks in the look on your face and can’t help but tuck hair behind your ear or fix any strands that are going in directions they aren’t supposed to be

- he doesn’t want to ruin the moment by speaking so he just lets you stare while he brushes a thumb over your cheek or fixes you hair :)

- is literally so good at hiding his giddiness though, every time it happens he just has a warm smile but inside he is sweating PLSS

— 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐆𝐘𝐔𝐕𝐈𝐍

- surprisingly gets SUPERDUPER SHY

- much like matthew he will be CHEESIN’

- he has to bring a hand up to his mouth to hide his big fat grin

- although he’s pretty forward with his affections, he still never gets used to others being forward with it as well

- the fact that you don’t back down after he asks you why you were staring makes his heart burn in adoration

- when you tell him that you just love admiring him he has to lower his head to hide his blush and smile that grew even bigger (if that was even possible)

- unable to control his fondness of you, he gently cups your cheeks and presses kisses everywhere he can on your face!!!

- he does this every time he catches you it’s almost like a routine!! he wants to make sure you know he loves you just as much as you love him <3

— 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐆𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐊

- another cheeser :))

- his smile is contagious so when he does it, you do it too and now it’s his turn to stare at your pretty smile!!

- “so pretty!!” he marvels, running towards you and pinches your cheeks

- you blush but maintain eye-contact with him, even as he pinches your cheeks

- he swears his heart swells at the sight :((

- never fails to also return you affections by complimenting you everytime he catches you staring

- he is literally perfect i love him

— 𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐍

- he’s not the most expressive person UNLESSS he gets shy

- that boy can’t hide his blush, smile and wide eyes when he catches you staring

- “what are you doing?” he asks with wide eyes,, he hopes you couldn’t hear his heartbeat T-T

- “staring”, he is caught off guard by your casual response

- “yeah, but why”

- “because i really, really like you” his mind KABOOM x2

- a big big smile makes it’s way onto his face and he can’t stop the urge to ruffle your hair and rest his head on his arms and stare at you as well

- when he rests his head in his arms you can’t help but giggle when he gives you the same adoring gaze you had just given him :)))

- eventually he’ll get used to your habit and be able to act all smug and send you confident affections,, but that might take a while hehe

navi. mlist.

[bucketfullofstrawberries]

SORRY I DIDN'T POST THIS SOONER, BUT WHAT BETTER DAY TO POST IT THAN TODAY, AMIRIGHT?

MASSIVE NARRY DRAWING. KABOOM.

Also, aftermath with Edgar, My narrator: (He's a littol shy camera boy.)

In all seriousness though, I felt as though I definitely owed something to this fandom, as much of a hellscape as it is. TSP and everyone in the fandom has helped me so much with staying happy and keeping my head up. Everything you all do for this fandom brings me so much joy, albeit mainly being fueled by the hyper fixation on it, BUT NONETHELESS YOU ALL MAKE ME SO UNBELIEVABLLY HAPPY! So why not pay you all back by drawing a bunch of Narrys belonging to a bunch of different people! They're all gathered for a little photoshoot! Think of The Oscars, but instead it's just for Narrys. Thats what they're up to. All just meeting up and chatting, grabbing some photos. Some catfights may occur, but oh, what the hell! Who cares, as long as they're all just being British n' junk, eh? Anywho, I'm most likely going to make a part two in the future since not all the Narry's I could of put into here are there. And theres alot more Narrys I want to draw!

Happy 4/27!! I love you all so, so much!

(Rare Soppy Strawberri Sighting)

The Narrys in the Picture: (Not sure if all of these people have tumblr, so some people won't be @'d just yet BUT I will add the credits when I find out where the fuck they are and who they are, since some designs were grabbed from Discord.)

Black - @blackkatdraws

Arthur - @indigo-art

Mantra - @deviousnarrator

Silk - @bucketttt4

Henry - @r3naissancee

Wilbur - @marsalta

Sir Narrator (I genuinely don't know if he has a name I'm SO sorry if he does, I'm too pathetic and eepy to ASK) - Sui chan (I NEED YOUR TUMBLR TOO)

Thierry - @vellichorom

Nolan - @peripalz

Oliver - @lamuliz

Hugh - Hue (GIMME YOUR TUMBLR ASWELL)

Lings Narry (...Also don't know his name. AHA IM SO ORGANISED-) - @ling-doodles-draws

I hope I did everyones Narry justice.

If your Narry's on here and you have a tumblr I didn't know AND if he has a name, TELL ME SO I CAN CHANGE THIS AND MAKE IT PROPER SINCE THIS POST IS SO UNORGANIZED.

Anyway, toodle-pip!

[sarcasticscribbles]

Quick Sasha the Archivist ramble because twt had me go off: I do this AU as a roleflip but with the same arc so: Sasha - Jon Tim - Martin Sasha gets the archivist promotion instead of Jon, and will be (mainly) eye aligned. Jon's only an assistance with Martin and Tim.

Sasha is marked by the Spiral pre institute (instead of Jon and Web), and The Distortion and Web switch roles, and Helen will replace Annabelle in s5. Wanting a world with lack of control contra a world in control.

Martin gets taunted by Lonely and Peter Lukas s2/3 esp when notjon is revealed and kabooms Peter's flat complex at the end of s3 in revenge of Jon dying (alone, tryna put a lonely spin on it, maybe something with his mum too). Jmart is canon s1, but they weren't public about it, and Sasha only find out s5 in the safe house listening to old tapes, similar to Jon hearing about the TimSasha hookup.

The archives get taken over by Nikola s4 (in a very convincing business suit) and makes Tim her right-hand man while Sasha is in The End coma. s4 is stranger and Tim practically gets taken, lured in by false hope of his brother and Sasha has to pull him out and later on end the world accidentally in their safe house. S5 is pretty much the same, with occasionally Annabelle visits (instead of Helen).

Melanie gets corrupted by Slaughter s5 like Daisy did with hunt. Melanie would have to be killed s5 and Georgie, basically death avatar would be there with her until the end. Wtfgs are still girlfriends for the record, Basira would be the new cult leader and Daisy would act as a bodyguard(maybe still in her hunt shape). Sasha would still betray the plan and kill Elias herself to be the pupil of the eye. Leaving Tim to kill her and travel to their Somewhere Else (maybe the same as Jon and Martin; however, Jon and Sasha are blind, which is their happy ending).

I might wanna write a better outline/ story with this but I find the role switching a fun idea. I know I break my own rules here and there but it's just for fun

[kookidough]

sierra is sooooo complicated to me like. i could go on about her for so long & also i wish the writers did certain things with her character (which i will get into later in this rant) so ya here we go

firstly her childhood is . very clearly messed up?? it’s established that her mother is Ultra Obsessed with chris and i think sierra mentions being a 3rd generation chris mclean scholar at one point which implies that obsession just runs in the family atp😭 before even going on the show she’s grown up in an environment where this level of obsession is Normal so she doesn’t see anything wrong with turning out the same way

since her mother is like . obsessed with chris & stuff that’s probably what would bring sierra to watching total drama in the first place and i personally feel like she’d fixate on it because it was a group of teenagers her age, people she would like to be friends with if that makes sense? i can imagine she’d be a pretty odd child without many friends so that’d maybe be a reason for her to latch onto total drama, maybe why she latched onto cody too because like. she thinks he’s cute and they have things in common (like theyre both pretty geeky) so she gets pretty parasocial about it because, as mentioned before, her mum being obsessed with chris is just Normal to sierra so she thinks it’s normal for her to be obsessed with cody (spoiler alert girl: it’s really not)

while she’s on the show i feel like she doesn’t change / gets worse because chris sees her exhibiting Mental Illness and just… actively encourages her behaviour? and the other contestants do nothing to stop it, like how most of the time (e.g. paris) team amazon get mad at cody for sierra’s behaviour instead of helping him out for some reason??? no one tells sierra her behaviour is wrong so she just. Continues to get worse until shes out of the competition😭

this is where im gna interrupt with a canon divergence because like . personally i think in the episode where votes were revealed and cody was revealed to have voted sierra Every Single Time, sierra shouldve gotten over him!!!! it was the harsh truth she needed to hear, the dose of reality that cody is NOT interested in her and she needs to move on. she couldve had good character development, building her relationships with other characters and showing off her skills. maybe she’d still be eliminated in drumheller because she made cody that birthday cake as an apology and then kaboom or whatever idk just some way to keep her elimination the same

going down this train could’ve made her character in all stars Actually Interesting ! we couldve seen a side of sierra that kept some of her old eccentric vibes but had her head in the game this time instead of being focused on a boy, especially since cody isnt even in that season

and of course lastly i just wanna say i’m not excusing her weird actions or her creepiness at all, she has some Extreme Flaws and all the stuff she did was absolutely not okay, i just like rotting and seeing maybe why she acted the way she did and i wanted to drop my own two cents on interesting avenues her character couldve went down :3 i know everyone in td is some form of stereotype and sierra was an obsessive uberfan but she couldve still been that after getting over cody, in fact im disappointed that she knew SO much about the cast yet didnt use any of their weaknesses to her own advantage, she couldve dominated the competition😭

so uhhh yeah thats my thoughts on sierra, i probably over-read her to filth but shes very complex to me and i wish certain aspects of her character were done differently, she had a lot of potential especially in all stars but um Everyone had their potential destroyed in all stars so i’ll overlook that

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

I saw you hc L as autistic so maybe him with an autistic reader who's not the quiet type? (flappy hands, vocal stims, loud music instead of noise cancelling headphones; idk how to explain it)

-🦇

Summary: Headcanons for L Lawliet x reader. Both are autistic, but polar opposites in how they do things/handle their autism.

Credits: L Lawliet- Death Note, Divider- Benkeibear, Cover picture- Pinterest

A/n: Grrr I love getting to write for L! He's such a goober and I love getting to elaborate on my general headcanons for characters <3 ALSO 🦇 anon left a little bit ago, but I am still fulfilling this request they left for me so if you want the anon name, feel free to take it

Thank you so much for requesting!

Autistic!L Lawliet x Autistic!Reader who are polar opposites

L has always been rather quiet, even as a child

He didn't start talking until about 6, and even then he only began talking because it communicated his needs more efficiently

He prefers quiet spaces and being alone, because it allows him to focus more

He also hates chaos or unplanned things. If he has time to plan something out to a T, he can make sure nothing will go wrong, therefore insuring the safety of everyone

This being said, he never thought you were someone he'd remotely like being around, let alone dating you

No offense, but you are literally everything he hates

And when he comes into contacts with the things that make him uncomfortable (such as chaos, loudness, etc) he can get panicky

He will quickly become overwhelmed and irritable, meaning the littlest things can make him snap

If he can't focus how can he save the world? If the world isn't saved by him than who will do it? Panicking isn't helping though, it's making things worse. Oh god, he can't stop! He can't think straight long enough to calm down!

And then kaboom, he basically just shuts down

The second he met you he was on his guard, knowing this likely wouldn't end well

He prefers to not work with people, but he can handle them as long as they're quiet

This is entirely out of the question

As you can guess, your first meeting is almost a disaster

Well, everyone else didn't know it was a disaster of course. They actually thought it went pretty well!

But in actuality, L was completely overwhelmed by you

Not even you actually, just the idea that you might overwhelm him

TLDR: He became overwhelmed thinking about how overwhelmed you might make him, so you essentially did nothing wrong lol

After this, he keeps his distance

Of course though, this makes for a bad work environment

So he nervously invites you into his hotel room and explains things to you

How he feels around you, explaining his autism (which he refuses to do under normal circumstances), and asking you to explain yours as well so he can formulate an arrangement for you to be around each other without causing him to panic

After this communication is had, working together is a lot smoother

He considers you a better acquaintance than the rest of his employees

Meaning he feels closer to you

However, when you begin dating your differences are just another quirk to him that he finds endearing

He loves to see you get excited and flap your hands, he loves to see you dance to your loud music, he loves all of it

If he isn't in the headspace for loudness though, he will of course inform you before going off to be alone

If you want to try to accommodate his preferences into your behaviors is up to you, but he is perfectly happy either way

He finds himself feeling safe around you because of your loudness

Like, you are a German Shepard and he is a hurt bird

He'll hide behind you with his big ol' eyes staring at his surroundings while you fight off anyone that might be too much for him

And being exposed to you all the time helps him expose himself little by little to things that would previously make him very uncomfortable

For example, he can now go out in public without panicking over how many people there are and how many things could go wrong for short bursts of time

And he is now fine with soft music playing in the background while he works rather than just total silence the entire time

He also likes that having you around means you can do the talking for both of you and he doesn't have to actually break his focus for anything

the goobies <33

[hero-israel]

People said "if you support Ukrainians defending themselves but not Palestinians you're just racist!" but there's actually a compelling argument for why Hamas is more like Russia than Ukraine. Not for any moral reason mind you (though they are bad). But I see Russia's invasion of Ukraine and Hamas' pogrom (and China's impending invasion of Taiwan) as the same thing:

The last gasp of a once relevant regime trying to cause maximum harm and chaos before everyone stops thinking about them. If Russia couldn't assert its control over the Black Sea and prevent Nato/the Eu from expanding right up to its backyard it would no longer be a credible world power. If China doesn't hurry up and invade Taiwan shifting demographics and Xi Jinping's age might doom any future attempt. If Hamas didn't do something big and flashy, and provoke an overwhelming response so they could play the victim, more and more Arab states would normalize with Israel and the question of Gaza would be hashed out with trade deals instead of bombs, meaning Hamas' reason for holding onto power would become weaker.

That is an excellent analysis! Russia is a politically and demographically senescent petrostate, Hamas still trying to cloak itself in revolutionary language that has only brought failure for a century. Each of them are re-attempting old strategies from the mid-1900s and neither of them have the manpower to actually make it work.

Plus I never saw Ukrainians shoot thousands of missiles into Russia, hijack Russian airplanes, kidnap and murder Russian children, castrate Russian Olympic athletes, send suicide bombers into Russian old age homes on major holidays to wipe out 3 generations of families, send axe murderers into Russian churches to kill old men praying, etc. See, there's actually not a single damned thing in common except BANG BANG KABOOM, which admittedly can be very confusing for children

[d011zk1ll]

new au unlocked: trans adrien runaway au

context

SO, Marinette does Ballet, Adrien being afab did ballet instead of fencing before he ran away, They met when they were about 8/9. Adrien never went to school, because gabe is SO much worse in this au.

Adrien and marinette did have crushes on eachother, since they were both around 10 respectivelyt, so about 6 years. Marinett ebgan to question if it was worth it, a few weeks before they get their miraculous because it was os long and she thought it was unriciprocated

Adrien in literally head over heels in lvoe with marinette, and this means he doesnt have a crush on lb

When ladybug and cn appear, Marinette develops a crush on cn, and this leads her to try and help him when her earrings are with Alya (Alya ended up getting the earrings for a bit in origins, but all in all decided after being scarabella, that they should switch between the two, allowing her to take over for the entire origins bit, and then scarabella comes in every other week.)

Mari and cn end up together,after a couple months

Cn ends up running away, and lying about his age to get top surgery (DON T DO THIS KIDS???) and crashes at marinettes until he's better, however Marinette see's how scared he is to go back and decides. "Hey. ur my bf. stay here. I can make you clothes and a way to hide ur identity"

he aslos uses chat noir to get t

Kaboom

i douvt i'll expand apon this but if u have any questiosn send me an ask

[tsuunara]

,, BSD FANDOM STOP FUCKING MISCHARACTERIZING CHUUYA FOR ONE SECOND CHALLENGE

i need to get this out of my head because i can't do this anymore with ppl who mischaracterize chuuya so much

tw ; opinion and lots of stormbringer and 15 spoilers! i think it's safe to put that here (also sorry for my poor wording of this i'm trying my best here sob sob justice for chuuya!!!)

"chuuya would be a red flag in relationships because he has incredible anger issues and gets violent!"

,, what a bullshit statement LOL i'm (not) sorry for saying this but i really don't think chuuya has any anger issues whatsoever?? NOW JUST HEAR ME OUT FOR A SECOND being short-tempered ≠ having anger issues!!! ,, having anger issues is something you CAN'T control and causes you to say or do things that can cause harm to others. chuuya does NOT have anger issues!!! we relatively don't see chuuya taking his anger out towards ANYONE with NO CONTROL over his actions whatsoever (arahabaki excluded, it's literally a god of destruction)

,, "but he takes it out on dazai!! he fought with him!!"

,, chuuya mentions that it was to SPITE him. when dazai and chuuya are together, i'd say chuuya is more pissed and annoyed because dazai is usually pushing is buttons. he's just a bit short-tempered and loses it a little more easier than others! of course he also does loses his temper a bit whenever he's stressed as well (that one cannibalism arc episode!!! where he said "son of a bitch") but he didn't particularly go KABOOM KABOOM, ifykwim. ,, we can also see him relatively calm and serious with his work in some episodes too!! he's not yapping and exploding all the time, because obviously he's a 22 year old man. throughout these 7 years, chuuya WOULD'VE learned to mature himself and control his emotions ESPECIALLY after going through his trauma.

,, "but chuuya is violent all the time!"

,, "all the time" ? bffr LMAO. okay sure, chuuya is MAFIA EXECUTIVE and that's part of his job. but that doesn't mean he's always killing this and that!! literally in the official wiki it mentions how chuuya isn't "impossible to reason with" when dealing with his enemies!!

,, ALSO FURTHER PROOF THAT CHUUYA ISN'T SOME COLD-BLOODED KILLER WHO KILLS EVERYONE HE SEES!! in stormbringer, we're up to the scene where N literally tells chuuya that he wasn't human and literally TORTURES HIM, verlaine - the man who KILLED off all his friends - gets him to kill N. but guess fucking what? CHUUYA DIDN'T!!! he tried to go for verlaine instead!! and he also sympathized with him because he KNEW where he was coming from as well!!

,, also!! when he was betrayed by the sheep in the 15 arc, dazai gave chuuya the choice of what to do with them when he was ordered to kill both the sheep and the GSS. and chuuya told him not to kill any of the sheep - most likely due to the fact that he actually still sees them as his family (give this man a break wtf) ,, even if we see chuuya angry at times, at most we can justify his anger - i mean who wouldn't go feral if you had to face the man who killed all your friends or the man who literally killed off your original self, tortured you and told you you weren't human? if anything, it's a very human thing if im being honest. (further proof that chuuya is human) ,, now, bringing back to our bullshit statement - why would chuuya need to get angry or violent if he loves his s/o? chuuya may be a red flag and has his flaws but i REALLY don't see the need for him to take any of his anger out on his s/o. he's really not angry 24/7 all the time, nor does he always NEED to use violence even as being part of the mafia - and just so you know, it's confirmed that chuuya would treat women the best out of everyone!!!! so let's just call it a day and go home guys 🤗🤗🤗

tldr; there would be no need for chuuya to get angry or violent if he loves his s/o, being a mafia executive does NOT necessarily mean he is violent all the time as he sympathizes with others, chuuya does NOT have anger issues and just loses his temper a little more easier than others (especially when it comes to dazai), and asagiri literally confirms he respects women.

thank you for coming to my ted talk. have a good day, evening or night ^_^

[days-until-burnout]

Can I request Magic Mountain going kaboom dramatized. Also, bonus request that you include a ship you consider underrated. Love your work,

-Internet Rando

OKAY. okay. i got the first part. but the underrated ship will have to be another day! i just got back to writing 'properly' today so it took a long while to get a hang of words. and thank you! glad youve enjoyed these writing. hope you like this one too!

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📧 Day 31 -

Characters - Grian & Gem, Skizz & Scar (ft. Joel & Impulse) Words - 1,034 Time - 55 mins Content - Hermitcraft

“Okay, Joel, next you are going to cut the—” Grian said, an audible strain in his voice. Gem squeezed his forearm, and he looked up at her, their faces colored the same. Equal amounts of worry. Anxiety. Any wrong direction or movement would send all of them into the skies, them and their bases. He swallowed as her expression became encouraging, his own mirroring. “—red wire with black and yellow stripes. Tell us what happens.”

Over the communicators, the pair heard a snip, breaths held. They waited a couple seconds, panic slow to sprout before the line crackled, a quiet sigh in the background.

“He’s got it,” Skizz whispered, and they sighed. “No boom, boom yet.”

“You know, G, I still don’t understand why you didn’t let Skizz and me go. Don’t you trust us?”

“Not now Scar!” Gem hissed. They heard a startled yelp from Scar, a stumble back and almost falling. Luckily, no signs of an actual fall. 

Grian breathed in and out a couple times, though Gem could see how hard he was trying to keep it together. Instead of pushing the conversation further, they focused back on the manual in front of them. All the papers and pictures, the thousand combinations of situations and specifications. It was overwhelming, yet she grabbed the pad of paper on her lap, grabbed the pen, and awaited to jot down the response. 

“Some– Some sort of panel opened up on the side. There are numbers… dots and lines… weird scribbly symbols.” Scar re-told a couple seconds after. 

“Still have wires. Same rotation. Five out of seven lights on top,” Skizz added. 

They flipped through the pages, cross-examining their information and findings. Quietly, they discussed, and quickly, they argued. 

Impulse would’ve been much better interpreting all these manuals and instructions. And like Scar said, he and Skizz should have been the ones to disarm the tnt triggers. Which would have let Gem and him as information relayers, and more than anything, interpreters. Maybe if they survived this one, they could swap. 

Gem glanced at the timer, nudging Grian, sharing the same unspoken feeling. 

“Okay, Impulse, ignore the new panel for now. Let’s finish the wires, then we’ll get around to that later.” Gem jumped in, trying to keep a steady tone in her voice. She waited, hearing Skizz and Scar shuffling about, then they gave the go-ahead as they had done the previous times. “Okay. Okay. So we shouldn’t have many wires left, right? From the solid colors, we’ve cut red, black, and blue. From the stripes, we’ve cut blue with black, blue with yellow, and red with black and yellow. And they are not done yet, correct?”

“Affirmative.” They replied in unison. 

“Okay. White then yellow, and that should be all for wires.”

Involuntarily, their eyes glossed over the timer. Still ten minutes, but any wrong move and they could cut their time by half, or even have an explosion. They really, really did not want or need an explosion that big. Just a couple more triggers to minimize the damage, just a couple more and they would be free to go crazy with the remaining tnt clusters. 

A snip. Then another. Silence. Eyes glued to the timer. Every second felt different, like they had somehow forgotten how time worked. Like after every second, every blink, the universe changed the rules of time, bent it at its will, and left them a mess of stringless puppets. 

But no explosion yet. 

Luckily. 

“So?” Gem asked, unusually quiet, like speaking would shatter their reality. Maybe the tnt had gone off, and it had lagged the server so much they were yet to experience the horrors. Maybe they were all dead, and this was her purgatory. Hers and Grian’s. Forever stuck on the place and time frame that doomed all their friends. She bit her lower lip, holding her breath before closing her eyes with an exhale of relief. Never had she been more glad to hear Scar and Skizz tripping over their own feet. 

“Wires down!” Skizz cheered. She heard them high-five, and she could only smile at Grian. He gave her a nod, relief in his face and shoulders too. 

“Alright, boys, two more modules,” Grian spoke next, an airy thing. They could see the end of the tunnel, this was almost over. “To verify, our last modules are the new decoder panel and blinking lights, correct?”

“Correct,” Scar replied. 

“Got it. Alright. Press any button when there is a zero at any point in the timer.” His eyes snapped to the timer as Gem’s did, counting down the seconds until nine minutes. 

Six. Five. Four. Three…

Two…

One—

“Order of button, clockwise rotation, from top. Red. Blue. Green. Yellow.” Skizz sounded nervous, stumbling through some words but still clear and in time. Grian bit the inside of his cheek, flipping to the right page. Gem beside him, pen hovering over the new page, diagram drawn and assigned, ready to write down the patterns. “Yellow battery, if that means anything.”

“Press blue.”

“Nothing.” 

“Follow the pattern. Blue.”

“Blue. Blinked red.”

“Blue, green.”

“Blue. Green. Blinked red.”

“Blue. Green. Green.”

“Blue. Green. Green. Nothing.”

“Blue. Green. Green. Blue.”

“Wait, isn’t Joel colorblind?”

It was comedic. Grian barely caught the tail end of Scar’s words before the whole mountain shook. Debri flew high in the sky as the ground under them collapsed, dirt and pebbles against their arms, screams ripped from their throats. In the distance, past the ringing and erupting floor, they hear more screams. Their papers slashed the air above them as they flailed to each other, holding on as tight as they could. 

Everything stopped eventually, with grumbles and groans of the ground, sobs in their own lips. 

Minutes were like hours. Everything stilled. Frozen. In place. Waiting for them to move. Instead of white clouds and blue skies, they had dust clouds and walls of dirt all around them. They had fallen a couple blocks, not enough to kill them, but enough to take substantial damage. 

The line crackled, so far away suddenly, “Gr– Grian? Gem? … Are … okay? Where … Level … We are … Gem? … G?... Any– … there?”

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CLIFFHANGER UPON YE in my defence, i had 5 more mins to write but i didnt want to rush the ending. so this is what you get. also. again. been a week since ive written anything. gimme a break :[ anyhow. WE BACK IN BUSINESS 💪 sorry to joel and impulse, whom i wont be tagging because they dont even appear 😓

[gallusrostromegalus]

How does trash pickup, Recycling centers, &/or Hazardous Material Disposal work for Soul Society in AEIWAM? Is there a Kido-based ritual to break things down into Reishi? Are there Tech Repair Shops?

Sewage in Soul Society works really well but very dangerously because those fucking idiots built the city directly on top of an active supervolcano.

Let me back up:

There isn't a good consensus on how big the Seireitei is (Yoruichi says it takes 10 days to walk 1/4th of the way around the circumference, but whether that's her speed, the average person's or how long a patrol group takes is unclear), Or any real maps of the place, but it's generally agreed that

the city is LARGE. Yoruichi says it would take her and the kids ten days to walk to the next gate 1/4th of the way around the city. Maybe that's 8 hours average human walking speed minus 'trying to herd a bunch of teenagers' but that's still a long trip!

Even before the Seki-Seki stone wall was put up, the city was pretty much circular.

Unlike pretty much every real city, there's no river running through it. Where are they getting their water?

There is a Small but substantial and TOTALLY ISOLATED mountain in the middle of the city made of apparently hard-to-mine rock. A Lonely Mountain, one might even say.

The only visible natural sources of water I've seen evidence of are hot springs in both the Yoruichi/Urahara Super Secret Training Ground/Love Nest and the first division grounds.

Soul Society is run by jackasses and if there's a stupid way to do things, that's the way they're doing them.

In fact, the Soul Society as a whole is almost suspiciously Amestris-shaped, but instead of nefarious alchemy, it's negligent civil engineering

...all this leads me to believe that Seireitei is built DIRECTLY ON TOP OF the caldera of an enormous supervolcano. The city gets it's water from the aquifer of rainwater that's collected in the underground cracks and fissures of the Caldera, and the seki-seki stone wall is set up around the really convenient geographic barrier made by the rim of the caldera.

"Hey!" I hear some of you nerds objecting "Aren't calderas usually concave? Seireitei is convex, if anything!"

You're right! Most Calderas are concave! But they will absolutely fill in with sand and dirt over the true floor of the caldera over time and develop Mounts like the thing at the central part of the city and start to rise WHEN THEY'RE ON THE VERGE OF A CATASTROPHIC ERUPTION.

So yeah! The Gotei-13 has an almost infinite supply of hot water, and probably less than a century to figure out what to do before The Big Kaboom.

Anyway, back at sewage:

There's been a city where the Seireitei is since time immemorial, and even though it's done the istanbul-not-constantinopple shuffle a few times, very little of the actual infrastructure has changed. Empires rise and fall but the desire paths stay the same.

This is especially true in Seireitei, because unlike very nearly every major IRL Municipality, it doesn't have a river running through it, something that usually necessitates Sewer updates By Force. But compared to a river which is constantly moving around in it's bed, a volcanic aquifer doesn't move much until it moves a whole fucking lot real fast, so the undercity of the Seireitei has really had time to... Develop isn't quite the right word.

"Ferment" is closer.

Above-ground waste management is the provenance of the actual local city government- yes, there is a Mayor of the Seireitei that the Gotei-13 has to pay property taxes to. Yamamoto maintains a lot of goodwill with the Mayor by dint of sentencing ill-behaved shinigami to shore up the municipal labor pool, and by knowing the mayor's family for the last millennium. So you'll see Shinigami doing things like trash collection and street-sweeping, but they're just there on probation.

-But nobody wanted to deal with the undercity. It's got a soul of it's own. Washington DC, which is less than 500 years old as a city and on top of a swamp, has an undercity that goes down over half a mile. Imagine how deep the sunken buildings, abandoned secret tunnels, and sewer system of a city that's millenia old, not sitting on actual mud and constantly subjected to high levels of magical background radiation might develop.

An Appetite, for one thing.

The 11th likes to talk a big game, but the reason the 4th is in charge of sewer maintenance is because the only people with the guts for it were people who got degrees rummaging in the guts of living people. Sewer maintenance really is a lot like abdominal surgery, if you were able to walk around inside the patient.

It was Retsu Unohana's idea, actually. Chigiri was a battle medic and aged rapidly for a shinigami. She was old when the court guard finally went from "Yamamoto and his gang of assholes" to "A for-real governing body". Her successor, Kirinji was more interested in traumatic injury recovery than preventative medicine, for obvious reasons- his triage was constantly full of combat casualties and early kido experiment victims Blood Loss was still his #1 Killer.

But Retsu had been reincarnated in and spent her youth in South 80, in the utterly undeveloped conditions there, and held deep, personal grudges with Dysentery and Cholera. For all his talk of healing waters, Kirinji had no sense of the importance of water sanitation, and it was a continuous point of contention between them for her apprenticeship.

"FINE!" He shouted one day after a particularly nasty row. "IF IT'S SO GODDAMN IMPORTANT TO YOU, YOU HANDLE IT! FORM NOW ON, YOU'RE IN CHARGE OF SEWAGE, SLUDGE QUEEN!"

She made her first descent the next morning.

She did not return for six weeks, and Kirinji almost thought he'd resloved that particular problem when she reappeared from the depths, a changed woman. That long in the darkness, alongside the buried secrets and skeletons of the city, with the horrors that did not dare brave the sunlight- it would change anyone, and most would come up looking at least mildly haunted.

Retsu Unohana is not most.

She looks radiant, almost like The Kenpachi again, covered in the horrors of the underground as she used to be covered in blood. She thrives on a challenge, and excels at the art of purification, and now, she has been given the single greatest challenge of purification in history. There is something beautiful and terrible in her eyes as she explains that it does down at least five miles, look at this, she thinks it's from the neolithic era, and there are incredible boneyards of thousands of skeletons, and fungi the likes of which she's never seen before- She is ecstatic- a creature kept in captivity, finally released into it's natural habitat.

It's hardly a surprise, if you consider Minazuki. Stingrays are benthic creatures, right at the bottom of the river, deep in the muck and decay.

It's been a little over eight hundred years into her tenure as a medic, and she has tamed much of the beast. The upper levels are well-mapped and have been made clean and well-lit, enough that even the civilian sanitation forces of the city can regularly enter and work in them without any particular unease. Infant and preventable disease mortality has dropped astronomically. Nobody's had cholera since the 1800's . While they have other jobs, all members of the 4th division are required to take at least one tour in the depths of the undercity.

Horrors still lurk in the depths.

They're pretty sure they lost Tokagero Kenpachi chasing one of those, shortly before Unohana became captain, and she's been reluctant to let other divisions assist since then. The Fourth Division's Fourth Seat, rumored to be the unluckiest post in the entire Gotei-13, is permanently stationed underground, and she loves it that way.

It's only recently that the 11th has been allowed to come along on descents, after Zaraki vanished for two days and then emerged victorious from a manhole in the 5th division with a tentacled horror she'd been tracking for decades that lived at least three miles down. He apologized- he had meant to come up in the 4th to present it's corpse to her directly, but well, you know what his sense of direction is like. Anyway, I saw it scuttling around in the rain aquifers and we don't need it tracking literal shit into the water supply so I went after is and d'ya think maybe I can take the lads down sometime? They' get lazy between deployments and you have a triage up here to manage.

Charmed, she agreed.

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Hm. I just re-read that ask and it's actually about dry waste managment.

Sorry. I got very excited about the sewers.

I am now about to get worse about trash.

I don't think they have plastic in soul society- given how bug-themed the 12th division is, I'm pretty sure the casing on Rukia's soul pager is made of Chitin, and if you break it, it bleeds. Also it makes people with shellfish allergies break out in hives.

Since pretty much all the waste in Soul Society is either recyclable or organic matter, I think those trash pits Yumichika and Ganju were fooling around with are really more like Kido-enhanced composting centers. All waste goes into them and the bottom of the pit is pulled out in a tray, like with a vermiculture tower, if the worms were eighteen and a half feet long and hungry enough to swallow anything that falls in the pit, because Mayuri is incapable of making anything that is not at least slightly awful.

The compost is then shaken out for any spare glass or metal that made it into the compost and that's sent off to the 12th division forges to be recycled. it's baked to kill any dangerous pathogens and Giant Garbage Worm Eggs so they don't breach containment, and measured for nitrogen, phosphorus and other important plant nutrient content. Based on it's composition, it's then shipped out to farmers in the upper districts of the rukongai because "Free, A+ grade fertilizer if y'all don't start revolutions, pay your taxes and give us first dibs on crops" is an amazing incentive for rural farmers to not start backing the local warlords.

It was 12th division founder Uhin Zenjohji who came up wth the scheme- he remembered the lengths upper-district farmers were willing to go through to make sure their land remained fertile, what kind of demand Nitrogen was in, and the ravages of phosphorous runnoff, so he could kill two birds with one clod of shit by supplying farmers with 'free' fertilizer that kept them loyal to the court and was tailored to that area's nutritional needs and watershed capacity.

The fact that it kept a lot of swamp and waterway areas pristine so he could indulge his birdwatching hobby was a nice benefit too :).

NORMALLY, those pits are covered, clearly marked, and usually the site of a major traffic jam because that's the local collection point, but when Ichigo and friends arrived, Aizen had whipped everyone into believing they were being invaded by an elite force of super-assassins and not like. 4 high schoolers and a furry. All the street signs and markings came down, civilians shuttered themselves inside, and generally made the Seireitei as difficult to navigate as possible.

I wonder how much Zaraki's rotten sense of direction was exacerbated by that.

ANYWAY! That's my thoughts on trash! Deep undercity horrors and giant compost worms over an active volcano!