#the ending. and the music in the credits? made me so genuinely happy

[ateez-himari]

VERSACE; MILAN RECAP

Himari finally spreading her creative wings at the Milan Fashion Week.

September 22, 2024 (11:14PM)

House Versace's Ephemeral collection marked the entrance of global ambassador, Min Himari, into the high fashion world with designs seeking to replicate the refined yet unfortunately temporary beauty of butterflies through flowing colorful fabrics and loose hanging jewelry. This rather impressive debut resulted in several designers speaking out about the artistry behind every showcased piece, one of them being Balmain creative director Olivier Rousteing, and some brands have even set their sights on the young idol as a possible representative.

Fashion Week hosts the most watched showcases of the year which is why audiences were shocked that Ephemeral was premiered alongside the spring - summer collection, as it would undoubtedly occupy the spotlight due to its rather unique nature. During the last model fittings for this runway, Donatella Versace expressed wanting the project's success to reflect the unbelievable amount of work that had gone into its creation, hence letting her protégée close off the night in order to truly leave lasting impressions on attendees.

'The Hand of Midas is an accurate title for her, these designs went from mere sketches on a page to museum worthy pieces.' She said. 'The world should witness these ephemeral wonders before they sadly disappear.'

The artistic director kept the afterparty outfit secret even from the idol herself and those staying on track with updates were far from disappointed when she stepped out of the car wearing a custom made short butterfly dress. Royalty had long been associated with this young ace and some photographers even expressed feeling a sense of admiration when catching their first glance of her walking onto the carpet, bejeweled hand supported by Versace Prince, Hwang Hyunjin, to regain balance;

Photography Credits; @/versace on Instagram

The ambassador's bandmates, Song Mingi and Choi San - who was in the city for the Dolce & Gabbana show-, received invitations to the event despite having no affiliation with the brand in order to not only witness this momentous occasion for their industry but to offer comfort to the nervous upcoming designer as well. With the rapper being in a romantic relationship with their youngest, it led to some sweet moments caught on camera;

When the show came to an end the rapper could be seen wrapping large arms on her body and spinning the two of them around before placing the most tender yet lasting kiss on her lips, some reporters on the scene managing to capture his endless whispered praises. A somewhat brief conversation ensued before the vocalist found refuge in his chain adorned neck with adorable squeals of excitement, attendees along with the house's designer herself stopped to admire their display of heartwarming affection.

'Himari had told me about their relationship, but I've never seen them together in person before.' Shared Donatella. 'To see two people so in love with each other is almost unbelievable...but I'm happy our Princess found her soulmate.'

The members who unfortunately could not attend conveyed respect and pride for their maknae through livestreams in which they made sure that fans were aware of just how much work went on behind the scenes, most ending their lengthy speeches with tears - showcasing the genuine love tying these idols together. While in the music industry the young woman is somewhat guided by the other artists' voices when creating tracks, this night proved to all that behind her delicate beauty was personal artistry extending far beyond unique harmonies.

Himari's Ephemeral Collection will be available for public viewing at the Nilufar Depot, Milan from October 1st to November 3rd and the Opera Gallery of Seoul from November 12th to December 21st. See the official Versace website or ATEEZ instagram account (@/ateez_official_) for more details on ticket availability.

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[littleyellowghost]

GIRLS GUESS WHO JUST FINISHED THE GAME GHOST TRICK

It’s me. Ahhhhhhhhh that! I just! The ending….. that was so cool.

The music?? Top tier! And how it gets that little bit cooler at the end? Ah! So good! !!

The storrryyyyyyyyyy,,,,, the ending!!! The animationssss

The characters

Go play Ghost Trick. Now.

[k0juki]

Good things take time

Joost Klein x fem!reader

English is not my first language, so feel free to point out any mistakes or errors! Also the pictures is not mine! Credit goes to owner! Not edited! Also BIG thanks to the @catherinewithu!! Couldn't do it without her.

Summary: If you promise something, you have to keep it. But even Joost makes a promise and doesn't keep it, just like you.

Warnings: alcohol, both sad y/n and Joost, mentions of sex but nothing is here!

A/n: I have mixed feelings about this xdd. Idk if it's happy ending...

Wc: 2.8k

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Joost. Joost fucking Klein. That man was always very charming and he didn't even have to try. He was always the center of attention whereas you were just somewhere back, trying to fit in. Looking for your kind of people that lay back just like you. And if a year back someone would have said to you, that you're going to be in love with this man, you wouldn't believe them. Probably laugh in their face. You and Joost? Ha, you could never... could you?

He was the god of the party. Whenever he walked into a room, it was like the atmosphere shifted. People gravitated towards him, drawn by his effortless charm and infectious energy. He had this way of making everyone feel like they were the most important person in the world, even if just for a moment. Yeah, you know, Joost.

You and him met pretty easily, not in some grand, starstruck way, but through friends. It was at one of those low-key gatherings that start with a few people and end up with the entire social circle crammed into a living room. Joost was in his element, entertaining the crowd with stories and jokes. You watched him, intrigued by how natural it all seemed to him.

As the night went on, you and him somehow ended up in the same conversation circle. It wasn't long before you were chatting like old friends that have always known each other. He asked about your interests, your thoughts on music, movies, and life in general that night. And you found yourself opening up more than you usually did, his genuine interest made it easy.

Then, you started seeing each other more frequently. Your encounters were never planned, but always felt serendipitous. You ran into each other at the shop center, at friends' houses, and even at the grocery store. Each meeting felt natural, unforced, but then it wasn't just for talking and sharing stories. Now, you and Joost were friends, but with benefits. Of course you didn't mind at all at first. But after some time you wasn't so sure anymore. At first it was just because of some release. But after some time, you started to feel some...things.

Then came the night of this unforgettable party. You didn't want to come here at all, but your friend, f/n, she promised it's going to be just for a few hours and that Joost is going to be here as well. Maybe, that's why you actually agreed to go here. She knew about you and Joost, and how you actually felt about him. But she promise to not say anything.

Joost was, as usual, the center of attention. But this time, at this party, it felt different. Every time your eyes met across the room, there was a spark, a silent understanding that something was shifting between you and him. You watched him laugh, dance, and engage with everyone, yet somehow, it felt like he was always aware of where you were and what you were doing, of who you were speaking with and when you looked at him.

It was like sixth sense.

It started to get hot here, or maybe it was just the alcohol that flowed through your blood. Either way, you needed some fresh air, so you excused yourself from your friend that was just as tipsy as you and you made your way out by the back door that went to the garden. There wasn't anyone, but it wasn't so surprising. Whole party was thrown inside because of the cooler weather.

Enjoying the muffled sounds of a party in the house behind you, you were startled when you felt someone's hand on your hip.

"Hey, hey, easy here. It's just me."

Joost.

"You scared me for life." Turning your head to look at him, you notice how his pupils were big.

"I'm sorry princess, I will try not to scare you away from me." You laughed it off. He was definitely a teaser. It was in his nature, to make people laugh, to forget everything, to enjoy their time with him.

"What are you doing here so alone, hm?" He whispered in the cold night and ran his hand that he had on your hip up and down. To warm you a bit. "It's cold out here."

"I know, but I needed some fresh air. I couldn't breathe in there." You said and pointed back at the house. Leaning your head on his shoulder you closed your eyes, but the drinks that your friend made you drink with her were a little bit stronger for your liking, so whenever you closed your eyes you felt the whole world spin, just like right now.

"Yeah, you're right." Joost put his chin on the top of your head after he kissed it, just as you relaxed in his hold. You always enjoyed his presence, but it wasn't just because of his personality, it was because he made you feel things that you believed that were never there. He was different, he made you feel different. Like no-one else before had. He lifted his hand from your hip and placed it on your arm, "You're cold." he said and raised his head for yours.

"It's nothing." You chuckled, "I will manage." you tried to assure him, but your skin was really ice cold.

"Yeah, in bed with a fever tomorrow morning. Come on, let's get inside." He took your hand in his and together you made your way to the house. He let you go in first, holding the door open for you like a true gentleman he is with a smile on his face. "Lady's first."

You returned his smile, never letting go of his hand. It wasn't strange for you to hold his hand and kiss here and there, but you weren't together, it made some people questioned your real relationship. But what they didn't know was that you and Joost have been sleeping with each other from time to time. And you had to admit, you were totally scared of your future with him.

He doesn't feel love. He never felt that way. You knew it because before you and him started to sleep together, you and him made a promise to not catch feelings, it's just gonna be about a sex. Nothing more, nothing less. And you knew you had crossed that line, but you couldn't tell him anything. That would ruin everything, it would have ruined you. So you swallowed your feelings and told yourself to not, ever, let or somehow show your feelings for him. Even though it hurts you.

"I need to find f/n. She's somewhere here and I need to stop her from doing something stupid." You told Joost and he actually laughed at that because he knew her and what she was capable of.

"That sounds like a good idea. I will be in the living room if you want to look for me after you find her." Joost winked at you with smug on his pretty face and left you here standing with red cheeks. No matter how many times he had flirted with you, you always gave in and let his charm affect you.

---

It took you some time to find f/n, but you also have found some other friends that were looking after her as well. They were leaving and told you they are taking f/n home too.

"Noo, Y/n I don't wanna go home." f/n pouted and hugged you before others basically dragged her off of you.

"You have to. I will text you in the morning, okay?"

She protested, but eventually gave in. Leaving the party and looking forward to your text when you will be leaving.

You went to the kitchen and poured yourself a drink, not so strong this time and then you started looking for another person, Joost. But he already told you where he's going to be. Making your way through bodies to the living room, you greeted some faces you recognised. Sending friendly smiles and little waves. But just as you stepped to the living room, you couldn't help the shock that went thru you.

He was sitting here with some girl. No, the girl was sitting on his lap and what was even worse, they were making out. How his left hand was running through her hair and how his other hand was on her waist, keeping her closer, just like he did before with you. All you could do was watch the scene before you.

"Y/n?" Joost's voice was barely making any sense, but he knew that was you who he was kissing right now. He was so sure of it.

"Actually I'm Mila."

"You're not Y/n? My Y/n?"

"I can be her, if that's what you want."

"You're not her?" Joost asked the girl that he assumed was you, but she pulled him back to kiss her. He wasn't complaining, but he was hoping that was you who he was kissing right now and not some random chick.

When they pulled away to breathe, Joost looked around the room and saw you standing in the back with a shocked face and how it, in a matter of seconds, turned into a pained expression. That was the real you. You weren't sitting in his lap right now.

What were you thinking?

It hurt. It all hurt so much. You really thought he felt something for you, just like you did for him. But you were wrong, so, so wrong. "Y/n?" His words were slurred. "C'mon it was just for fun, you know that right?"

Drunk words are sober thoughts.

You heard him say somewhere towards you in his now drunk state, you couldn't even properly look at him, all you could do in that moment was to turn around and leave. On your way out of the house, you passed by people that gave you this kind of sympathy look. Did they think you and him were together too? You weren't, and he made that crystal clear.

"Y/N!" He was calling for you to stop, but you didn't. "Y/n! Can you stop for a second?!"

"What!? What is it Joost!?" You turned to him, stopping in your tracks. Barely holding tears in your eyes.

"What's wrong with you?!" Joost almost shouted, but held himself back because of other people near you two.

"What is wrong with me?" You had to ask. "With me?"

"Yeah, you're acting like I fucked that girl right infront of you, and even if I did, we're not together so it doesn't matter."

"I can't believe this." You avoided eye contact with him. "I'm such an idiot." Whispering, you looked down, letting the tears freely fall.

"What? So it's mine fault?"

"No it's mine."

An awkward silence was between you two.

Joost sighed looking down and put his hands on his hips. "Look Y/n, let's just get inside, get some drinks and forget about it. It wasn't that big of a deal anyway." He insisted and took a few steps towards you, trying to reach for you, but you backed down. You turned back around and said.

"Yeah, you're right, it's not that big of a deal anyway."

With that, you made your way home.

---

That was two days ago, and from that time you felt like shit. You barely slept and eating food was bad too. F/n was worried about you, she insisted on talking to him, herself or you. But everytime she threatened, you told her to stop. That you're going to deal with it by yourself. She stopped after that.

Two fucking days.

Your phone was blowing with missed calls and hundreds of unread texts from Joost, but you didn't want to talk to him. Not right now. His words still hurt you. "It's not that big of deal anyway." Yes, you promised something to each other, but his words hunt you.

As you laid in your bed and re-thinking every detail of that night, soft knocking brought you out of your head. At first you didn't want to get up and answer, if it's important then they will try it later.

But the soft knocking was getting louder and more annoying. You slowly got up and made your way to the door. Ready to scream on anyone that was behind them.

"Y/n?"

That made you stop in your tracks. Joost? What was he doing here? You didn't want him near you at all. That's why you distanced everyone.

"Y/n, open the door."

His knocking stopped and you saw his shadow under the door and how he was stepping from one side to another.

"Open the door. Please."

Joost begged. And that's something you never heard from him before. Part of you wanted to let him in and hug him, but the other not at all.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what I said that night." You heard him say behind the door. Him still waiting for you to open to him.

"You didn't say anything wrong. Only truth." You muttered on the other side.

"Yeah, but..." He sighed and leaned his head on the door. Closing his eyes for a moment before speaking again. "You didn't deserve that."

That made you cry. He was right, you didn't deserve it like that.

"I hear you cry." He lifted his head from the door and tried to open them again. "Please don't cry."

"You made me look so fucking stupid." You cried more. "I thought...I thought that we-"

"I'm sorry."

You took the handle and slowly opened the door, letting that awkward silence spread all around you and him.

"What do you want from me?" You finally asked as your eyes were red and swollen from crying for the past two days. Just like his.

"I don't know." He admitted. "Probably everything..."

"That's a lot."

"I know I want you in my life." He began. "I'm scared that if I told you how I feel, you're going to leave me like everyone else."

"And why would I do that?"

He didn't say anything to that. Like you had caught him off of guard. But that didn't mean that you felt any better. You wouldn't admit it, but you didn't feel better.

"My heart always seems to be disappointed." You admitted quietly, letting it sink in. "Maybe it was made just to be shattered into thousands pieces."

"No, no, don't say that. It's not the truth, you don't believe that." His eyes were pleasing yours to say otherwise, but he didn't find what he was looking for in them. "Do you?"

"What if I believe in that?"

Now you were more scared of his silence than your damaged heart. Is this it? Is this the very end of yours and Joosts path?

"Are you going to say something?"

"I'm sorry." He stepped closer and opened the door fully. "I'm sorry that I hurt you, I don't know what I was doing...I was drunk a-and I know that it doesn't change anything, but I'm still so sorry and I need you to know it." He kneeled before you and hugged your waist. Trapping you in his hold.

"Joost." You didn't know what to say. Or what to do at that moment.

"I love you." He breathed out. "I don't want you to disappear from my world, because you are my world."

You stopped breathing for a moment. He loves you? Joost loves you? From all of the people he knows and ever met, he loves you?

"I need you to know how I feel." Joost admitted and held your legs tighter. "I should have said that sooner."

---

A/n: I could do better.

Don't copy or translate my work!

[sci-twi]

I think the most tragic part of Eurylochus’ part in Epic is that his one act of true selfishness (or two acts) are what condemns him not only in the eyes of Odysseus but also most of the audience. Warning: spoilers for all sagas of Epic: The Musical below the cut, up through Thunder Saga.

He’s introduced in the musical in Full Speed Ahead by mentioning wanting to find food to feed the rest of the men of the crew. In the same song, he grows defensive immediately after suspecting a lurking threat, suggesting that they take an offensive approach. He just wants to find what they can (to eat) on the island and keep going so they can all return to their families.

In Polyphemus, his only line in the entire song is him giving credit to Odysseus and Polites for finding the cave and takes note that there are enough sheep to feed everyone.

I have no doubt that he’s fighting along with everyone else in Survive.

But he shows his concern for the others in Remember Them. He is the one who snaps Odysseus out of the brief dissociation he experiences following the slaughter of a handful of his men. He also asks Odysseus what they should do with their “fallen friends.” Of course, we know that if people weren’t buried correctly, they were doomed to an eternity of unrest.

He’s worried about the souls of those men that they lost and is (most likely) not happy about having leave them behind and neglecting such an important ritual.

When Polyphemus awakens after being stabbed in the eye and it becomes apparent that there are more cyclopses in the cave, Eurylochus gets even more concerned and antsy, even pleading with Odysseus for them to just run before things get worse and they lose even more men.

In Storm, Eurylochus’ lines are all about expressing concern for their fleet (although a little pessimistic) and their well-being.

Luck Runs Out is personally one of my favorites and one of the most obvious signs that almost everything Eurylochus does is for the sake of their crew. The entire song is about him looking out for everyone else including Odysseus. “You could be caught off guard and lose your life. Or piss off this guard and infuse us with strife.”

It’s also important to note that the chorus has Eurylochus and the crew singing in unison. Eurylochus expresses his doubts but not because he wants power or to just get under Odysseus’ skin, but because he genuinely cares about everyone on board and just wants to make sure they’re making the right decisions.

And honestly, as a second-in-command, he should get some say or consultation and perhaps this song is him starting to realize that he is not being heard.

“I just don’t want to see another life end. You’re like the brother I could never do without.”

“And suddenly you doubt that I could figure this out?”

This right here is where it becomes apparent to me how dedicated Eurylochus is to Odysseus and the crew. And I can only imagine how he feels after pouring his heart out to only be met Odysseus’ indignant response. Eurylochus wasn’t trying to challenge Odysseus’ authority, but his response is defensive regardless.

Eurylochus switches from referring to him as brother back to referring to him as Captain, maybe sensing that sort of division, maybe sensing that he overstepped in some way. But still, he reiterates his concerns once more before Odysseus pulls him aside.

When Odysseus tells him that he needs to always be devout and comply with whatever he says and tells him to do or else they’ll all die, Eurylochus ultimately agrees. The beginning of that reluctance shows.

He doesn’t really have many noticeable lines in Keep Your Friends Close, but I do want to give you some food for thought that my partner and I @cat-gwyn-gunn discussed. Do you think that Eurylochus would have opened the bag of winds if Odysseus entrusted him with it to guard and made it absolutely clear what is inside and what will happen if he does?

How would you feel if you were your captain’s supposed second-in-command who had led the fight with you and stood by your side for 12 years suddenly came back from a god with a mysterious bag and guards it while staying awake for 9 entire days? Does that not show a severe lack of trust in your crew and would that not make you suspicious? Do you think maybe Eurylochus was sort of egged on by the crew who also thought it was treasure to check?

It’s hard to really put yourself into their shoes because we know how things end and we know that the storm is actually trapped in the bag, but they don’t.

Then, Poseidon comes in Ruthlessness. And Eurylochus sees all those men die. They went from 600 men to just 43 men. While of course he feels guilty for his decision to open the bag, he’s also hearing confirmation that Odysseus is the reason that Poseidon is after them. He probably remembers begging his Captain to just run and escape, and instead Odysseus proceeds to dox himself and all of that leads to that moment.

But still… that guilt does do something. Because after opening the wind bag, we don’t really hear any sort of defiance from Eurylochus for a long time.

In Puppeteer, we get an even further look at this growing divide between the two brothers (in-law). Eurylochus wants so desperately to let Odysseus know what he did, his tone is remorseful, he’s practically pleading for Odysseus to acknowledge him and reassure him. He is incredibly shaken after what happened with Poseidon.

Only for Odysseus to completely wave him off and send him on a mission. Perhaps it’s because Odysseus needs some time to process what happened and strategize or maybe he thinks Eurylochus is going to talk about it and he’s not ready to hear any of it. Or maybe even he’s jumping to being defensive, thinking Eurylochus is defying him again.

Eurylochus, who promised Odysseus that he’d be devout and compliant, and whose one failure to do so attributed to the loss of hundreds of their men, agrees to do what Odysseus says with little fight. However, his fears and concerns are left unaddressed and unacknowledged and he has not received any sort of reassurance.

While he is recounting his (and the crew’s) encounter with Circe, it shows that he is cautious in his decision to not join their men inside with her. Which pays off, since he gets to run back and let Odysseus know what happened.

When Odysseus says that he has to save them and Eurylochus says that they don’t, it almost sounds dismissive, like those men deserved what happened and they’re no longer their problem. This is a cold take and there’s no defending his callousness with leaving the men behind- I won’t defend it.

However, I will point out that with the next line he points out that they’ve already lost so much and gained almost nothing and once more he suggests that they run if only to preserve what little crew they have left. And again shows concern for Odysseus (or at the very least concern for him as their Captain who can get them home) saying that he doesn’t need to play Circe’s game and asking him if he will leave if she proves too hard to kill.

Notice that he says Odysseus doesn’t have to play her game instead of outright telling him not to. He’s trying so hard to be compliant because he just saw what happens when he isn’t.

He might also be wanting to avoid being responsible for even more bloodshed and loss even if slightly.

Eurylochus doesn’t really have any more parts to play during the rest of the Circe saga and throughout the entirety of the Underworld saga. He’s essentially not only just doing what Odysseus tells him to do but he’s also holding onto all this awful guilt and shame for what he did. 

Underworld is almost entirely Odysseus’ point-of-view. We really just see into his world for this saga. He tells his men that no matter what they find, keep going, yet he falls victim to the voices he hears and the guilt that arises and eventually peaks. We have no idea really what anyone else is thinking. For all we know, Eurylochus is drowning in his own visions. He has all this time to think and reflect.

In Monster, Odysseus comes to the conclusion that he will become the monster, he will do whatever it takes to get home to Penelope and Telemachus. I don’t think it’s a stretch to believe that Eurylochus also comes to the conclusion that he will do whatever it takes to make sure that the crew is taken care of and preserved. This is the beginning of when that line that truly divides them starts to be drawn. 

Different Beast is when it starts to become clearer to the crew and Eurylochus that a change has occurred. They start the song by singing along with Odysseus, using “we” and “us”. Odysseus is driving them all to be monsters. His actions are being reflected on the crew as a whole as their Captain.

Odysseus tells the siren that his actions almost cost his life, no longer reflecting on the crew’s toll as a whole, and that he must see his wife. This is when the crew starts to sing that “he” is the monster. And they end by calling his name- confirming that they are now aware that the monster is Odysseus. Really the only times someone’s name is called is when they’re an opponent like Polyphemus or Poseidon. So foreshadowing!

Scylla is where things take a turn for the worse- it’s where that line is nearly fully drawn between Odysseus and Eurylochus. But it doesn’t start off that way. Scylla begins to sing that “deep down you hide a reason for shame.” Immediately after, Eurylochus admits to being the one to open the wind bag and he apologizes profusely and pleads to be forgiven. 

Odysseus doesn’t respond but Scylla does in a way. She continues to goad Odysseus into believing that his actions are merited. It’s what he must do to survive to see his wife and son again. He has always known this deep down- he said it in Just A Man - deep down he would trade the world to see his son and wife.

The next time Odysseus speaks, he tells Eurylochus to light up six torches. Now, I imagine that this is a moment of great relief for Eurylochus. Even after the awful betrayal, Odysseus still trusts him. Going back briefly to Circe when she says “maybe showing one act of kindness leads to kinder souls down the road” maybe this (Odysseus showing trust in Eurylochus) was the act of kindness and Eurylochus picks men he trusts and likes to hold the torches as a way to pass on that kindness. 

Then, all hell breaks loose. 

He watches as all of these men are snatched up one by one by Scylla’s six heads. He comes to the realization that Odysseus knew that was going to happen, that he made him actively participate in the murder of six of their men. That he didn’t communicate anything about what he was about to put his crew through. 

Eurylochus knows what he must do. 

In Mutiny, He goes right out and demands Odysseus to tell him that he didn’t not know that would happen which is a far cry from “please don’t tell me you’re about to do what I think you’ll do.” It’s a direct challenge. He spits out the word “Captain” almost mockingly. He continues to prod at Odysseus, telling him to use his wits (when in Luck Runs Out, he said that people die on it). He brings up that every other time they faced someone Odysseus came up with a plan to save his men, but this one time he runs (when before it was Eurylochus who urged him to run with both Circe and Polyphemus). 

He has pretty much lost trust in Odysseus, but still is trying to give him the opportunity to say something, to explain. However, when Odysseus says he can’t Eurylochus says he’s forced his hand. He doesn’t really want to fight Odysseus, let alone kill him. 

Once again, Eurylochus is the voice of the crew. They know now that Odysseus is willing to do absolutely anything to see Penelope again. They attack him. They voice their doubts in him and echo the sentiment that Eurylochus does which is that Odysseus must be stopped. 

When he awakens, and they’re on the island, Eurylochus is the first man he sees and Eurylochus no longer sounds angry. He uses “we” and “us” telling Odysseus that hunger is so heavy in the crew. Voicing their concerns again. Looking out for them again. 

He holds no malice for Odysseus. He’s resigned; he has lost complete hope in returning home. All he wants is to share one last meal with his brother and friend and the crew. 

He switches to just using “I” stating that he is suffering, he is hungry, he is tired. This is one of the first times (if not the first) where he lets it known what his own desires and complaints are. Every other time it’s been on behalf of the crew. He’s being selfish. He knows this, but he’s so overwhelmed and hopeless that he’s willing to make this impulsive decision. 

Odysseus continues to respond to Eurylochus’ pain with only thoughts of himself. He says that he needs to get home, he pleads with just him. But then the crew comes in and echoes Eurylochus’ sentiments. Odysseus addresses the crew this time, switching to “we” can get home. He knows that he’s fighting a losing battle, that the crew is essentially listening to Eurylochus now, that they don’t trust him. 

And with Eurylochus’ action he declares that he’s just a man. He’s selfish. He’s hungry. He’s tired. He’s suffering. He makes mistakes. He can’t always just push through. He’s flawed.

And when Eurylochus hears the panic in Odysseus’ voice (which panic is not something he has shown before: he’s dissociated/been in shock, been angry, and desolate but never panicked) he realizes what he’s done. He immediately reverts back to seeking Odysseus’ guidance as his Captain. He calls for him by his title.

He’s relinquishing control, but it’s too late at this point.

Thunder Bringer closes out their portrayals of betrayal and brother's final stand arc with Zeus rubbing it in Odysseus’ face that his crew’s hunger is his responsibility. That as their King and Captain, he failed them so badly that they resorted to damning themselves to alleviate that hunger. He’s the one who drove them to mutiny. 

Zeus tells him to choose and the crew already knows what he’s going to pick. They realize now that the monster was with them all along, that Odysseus has come full circle to being the true monster. After they sing their piece and Zeus fills Odysseus’ ears with Penelope’s song, there’s a deafening silence as the decision is being made. 

Eurylochus breaks that silence, calling out one more time. He calls for his Captain but in his voice he’s calling out to his friend. He’s scared. He knows they’re going to die. It’s almost like they’re children. He’s making that final reach for reassurance that he already knows he won’t receive. There is nothing but resignation in his voice. 

When Odysseus confirms his choice, saying that he has to see his wife again, all Eurylochus has to say is “but we’ll die.” Again, he’s scared. He was willing to die over the cow, but that was an impulsive decision. It is very different when imminent death is staring you right in the face and especially when it’s at the hand of someone who you thought you knew and cared for. 

I imagine that as the rest of the crew rushes forward to strike Odysseus down, Eurylochus stays behind and just looks him straight in the eye. He knew all along who Odysseus would choose and he has accepted it. 

It comes full circle. Eurylochus came in as the voice of the crew and he died as the voice of the crew.

[cheeseceli]

Skz reaction to their s/o listening to angry music

Pairing: ot8 skz × gn!Reader (individually)

Genre: I'm pretty sure this is fluff

Request: "i was wondering if u could write like a reaction of skz when they find out that yn is listening to angry music (metal, rage rap,..)"

A/N: I AM SO LATE with this request, I'm so so sorry😭 it took me a while to figure out how i wanted to write this but I hope you like it nevertheless! Also first time I use dividers and I think it's so cute (credits in the end of the post)

Bang Chan

I think he would be so surprised?? Mainly if your music taste doesn't match your appearance

Like imagine you wear such soft clothes and then you're listening to rage in your headphones

He would be tempted to make more songs like this to stray kids though

And would ask for your opinion ofc, might even put your name in the credits

Will also send tiktoks he finds about angry music all the time

And if he ever gets to know one of your favourite artists (this man knows the whole entertainment industry atp) he will let you know and might even bring you an autograph

Lee Know

He would find out your music taste when you guys made one of those matchings in spotify

He swore you guys would be more than 90% compatible

you were only 34%

he is in shock

But he listens to every single song that shows up on the matching

Might even add some to his favourites

Will let you know his opinions too

And if another member likes angry music as well, he will mention you in the conversation

He might even use this as a way to bring you closer to the members

His s/o and his best friends, he would love that

Changbin

If you like angry rap he is now taking notes lmao

Will try to incorporate it in his own rap

Takes you to concerts!!

Buy you merch!!

Tries to meet with your favourite artists!!

Makes angry music for skz!!

Will do everything and anything when it comes to your likings, including musical taste

And he would add angry music in your karaoke nights

He is screaming from the top of his lungs into the mic but he is so happy lol

Please scream with him, thank you

Hyunjin

I feel like he always knew that

It was probably one of the first things he knew about you

And even though he might not like this musical genre personally, he will probably listen to it sometimes and will have some of your songs in his playlist

But he likes it the most when he is driving and you play one of your playlists on the radio

When you sing along>>

And!!

If you know the story behind one of the artists/songs PLEASE tell him

He would love to listen to you explain it to him

Han

You can't convince me that this man doesn't have some songs like that in his playlist as well

He goes to the gym listening to the most agressive songs ever

So he actually is pretty happy you guys have something else in common

And if you guys like the same artist or the same song, he is in heaven

Specially if it's metal

Nothing will change my mind, he listens to metal a lot

And agressive rap

Will also incorporate to his rap sometimes and maybe will even put some references to your favourite artists on the lyrics

Will add a lot of your recommendations to his playlist

Felix

Tried to do a matching on spotify as well and was in shock with how many metal and rap was there

Asks you to make a playlist for him recommending some songs

Will show your recs to the members as well

Suddenly all the dorm is listening to metal

And if you ever think that his voice could match one of your favourites songs, he would be so honoured fr

Like, you're making an association between a thing that you love and him, he is so genuinely happy

Will try to sing it ofc

Seungmin

He is other one who I think will probably not like the genre that much

But will listen to it whenever you listen to it

He really likes to share an earphone with you

If you're up to it, so is he

And also likes to pick which song you're listening to

Will make a whole queue for you to listen

And if he ever comes across to another angry music, he is sending it to you immediately

I.N

Now that they have personal instagram accounts (I'm so happy lmao) he will post a picture on his stories and will let you choose the song

So he is wearing the cutest outfit but rage is playing on the background

He finds it pretty cool ngl

And since we're talking about fashion

He would love to see how your musical taste reflects on your clothes, if it does

It's so interesting he swears

He would also spoil you with merch and concerts

I believe he would try to listen to some angry music to try to impress you lmao

Like you'd be listening to some music and somehow he knows the artist, the album and even the release date

Pretend you didn't see him search everything on google

Feedback and reblogs are always appreciated!

Dividers by @cafekitsune (thank you btw!)

[legless-fish-on-rollerskates]

So with the disney series on the way and one of my friends currently in a production of the lightning theif musical I've been getting back into pjo, and I've been listening to the newest olympian podcast (guy named mike who's never read pjo reads pjo and talks about it chapter by chapter with longtime fans), and in episode 8 he talks about how the cosmic threat (gods) is really different from the malicious threat in other books (eg voldemort) and it makes the stakes have a really different energy because it's not someone evil intentionally hurting people for personal reasons, it's larger powers at play who don't really care if they hurt people because to them it's just collateral damage.

Now of course mike is still early enough in book one that the cosmic threat is the only threat and we all know that changes as the series goes on, but it made me think about the difference between the godly antagonists and the human antagonists in pjo and how they're portrayed, and I sort of realized for the first time that, in the case of the fate of humanity, pjo doesn't have "bad guys".

There are two types of antagonist in pjo. The first are the gods/titans/other mythological beings who don't care about humans beyond what they can do for them and are mostly just fighting amongst themselves. Yeah, big bad villain Kronos isn't really a fan of humanity, but destroying humans isn't his main objective in the war. His objective is destroying the gods and taking back control. Destroying humans is a happy bonus for him, but even if he knew he wouldn't be capable of that he would still be fighting the gods.

The second type are the half blood traitors, and this is what I really care about, because Luke is an antagonist but he is NOT a villain. He's a victim. And that distinction is the entire point.

Throughout the entire series Percy shows he understands this concept. Our first minor human antagonist is Clarisse. Percy doesn't like Clarisse, but he understands she's a product of her situation and he treats her with genuine compassion even when he's not being very nice to her. He knows how important her quest is to her, that her anger stems from insecurity, and he makes sure she gets to take the fleece back even though he won't get any credit.

As the books go on we see more significant demigod antagonists who don't just bully Percy but actually betray him. It would be easy for Percy to hate them, to write them off. But he doesn't.

Nico turns on Percy several times throughout the series, always for the same reason (seeking information on his family/bianca). Someone else might see that repeated betrayal and be furious, and yes Percy is a little pissed, but his first conscious reaction is guilt that he wasn't there for Nico and his first instinct is to try and help him. He continues to trust Nico despite everything. And Nico fights alongside Percy in the very end when it counts.

Silena doesn't just betray Percy, but all of camp and by proxy all of humanity. And instead of seeing a traitor Percy sees that, just like Clarisse, just like Nico, Silena is a victim of this life they've all been forced into by their godly parents. Percy understands that the human threat has been created by the cosmic threat, and Percy turns around and says "no." He has Clarisse's back. He forgives Nico. He makes sure Silena is honored as a hero. He gives the knife to Luke.

And this is what sets pjo apart. This is why the story is so important. Luke is the ultimate traitor. He was Percy's first friend at camp after Grover, and at the end of book one he tries to kill Percy and nearly succeeds. He turns his back on the gods, offers himself to Kronos, and forsakes all of humanity. And instead of building up that animosity throughout the series and culminating with Percy killing Luke, Percy spends years trying to help him. He learns Luke's backstory. He meets his parents, the godly and the mortal. He sees Luke's experiences as what they are: trauma. He finds him and asks him to come back. He offers him his trust. Luke declines, multiple times. But Percy doesn't stop trying. And at the very end, when killing Luke is the only way to stop Kronos and Percy has the opportunity to do so, he doesn't. He is not the hero, and he knows it. Instead, he forgives Luke. He gives him the knife. He offers his trust. And Luke finally accepts.

So Luke dies, Kronos is defeated, and Percy is not victorious. He sees it as a failure that they all let it get far enough that saving Luke wasn't an option. The gods offer to grant Percy one wish as a reward for his heroism, with immortality as the implied correct choice. And Percy shocks them all and says "no. This isn't about me. It was never about me. I don't want to be a god. I want you to make sure that what happened to Luke never happens to anyone ever again."

[slvtforfiction]

Second chance romance

☆ Colby X Reader

☆ Forced proximity

☆ Fluff

☆ Ex-lovers to lovers

☆ If you are going to request: please check at the pinned post if requests are open,otherwise I will delete your requests which I have already been doing

☆ Creds to @cafekitsune for dividers :)

☆ And credits to Pinterest for the inspiration board at the top :)

Masterlist | Pinned post

Here I was sat on a plane next to my now ex boyfriend and roommate. I have been dreading this plane journey but I’m so excited for the holiday I was to soon be on.

I pulled up Spotify on my phone,that he had conveniently bought me before we parted, and began listening to music as I prayed for this flight to be over.

I closed my eyes after I had stared out of the window for what felt like an eternity and reminded myself that it was only a 4 hour flight.

I got jostled awake as the flight attendant stood in the aisle, “Do you want a drink or a snack? I’ll buy.” He said and I rolled my eyes, “I’ll buy my own stuff,thanks.” I replied sarcastically turning to look at the flight attendant who was patiently waiting for an answer.

“Can I have a can of coke and some peanuts please?” I asked and she looked away smiling pulling a cup,a can of coke and salted peanuts out of her trolly.

“That’s £6 please.” She told me as she continued smiling almost eerily at me “Uh yeah.” I said as I pulled my bag from beneath my legs searching for my purse.

As I looked up with my purse in hand,the flight attendant had left and I turned my head slowly towards Colby.

“What happened?” I asked with a strain of anger in my voice knowing that he had not just paid her. “I paid her and she went along,it’s not a big deal.” He told me with his smile, “God sake.” And then I knew this was going to be the longest holiday I had ever had and certainly not because I was happy.

I was once again jostled awake as he stood in the aisle looking down at me, “Come on sleepy,we’re here.” He said as he grabbed his bag from the overhead bin.

“Don’t call me that.” I said groggily as I wiped my eyes and and picked up my bag from the floor slinging it over my back as we walked off the plane.

“What’s your issue with me today?” He asked as if he was being genuine “Guess.” I said rhetorically.

Whenever I was with Colby he would be editing,it was like I had come to see my boyfriend and had gotten trapped in a mirror maze.

A room full of people but at the end of the day it was only me and the lifeless body hunched over his computer.

And then it all came crashing down,but the trip was non-refundable and I was not losing a good holiday over this,so here we are.

I walked out of the airport after having made it through security and grabbed my luggage and we hopped into the taxi waiting to be transported to our hotel.

The weather was perfect,sun rays hitting my face,the sounds of the waves crashing against the beach as we reached our hotel,everything was perfect.

We walked to reception,the reminder of the queen sized bed haunting me and we went into the lift and up to the room.

I collapsed on the bed and took a deep breath,I was finally on holiday. The realisation hit me and I got off the now scrunched up,untidy bed and walked over to my suitcase pulling out my makeup and a bikini.

I ignored Colby’s attempts of talking to me and walked straight into the bathroom to do my makeup.

I only did something simple,no foundation,knowing it would melt and would definitely come off if I went in the sea.

And I walked out of the bathroom,into the bedroom to pick out my bikini. I settled on a small purple bikini which showed off my curves in all the right ways and smiled to myself as I looked in the mirror.

I snapped a picture and uploaded it to instagram,captioning it ; ‘On holiday with someone I don’t know,this will be interesting 🤷‍♀️’ and posted it with a smile.

“You coming to the beach or what?” I said as I looked back at him, “No I’m in boxers for no reason.” He said sarcastically and I smiled sarcastically back at him.

I put on my sandals and walked out of the door with two towels in hand as Colby followed behind me.

We sat down on the first beach chairs we saw that were empty and I smiled as the sun rays hit my body,warming up my already hot body.

I lied there as I took in the light breeze against my face,the natural beauty of the scenery and the delicate sounds of the waves crashing against the shore.

I smiled to myself as I closed my eyes taking in the light smell of the sea,the sound of birds above us and the touch of my skin against the sandy beach chair.

I woke up about five minutes later realising I had fallen asleep again and decided to take off into the sea.

I took off the covering around my waist to reveal my thong bikini and walked into the calm sea.

I smiled as I floated around,taking in the view around me as the realisation hit me that I was finally on holiday.

I opened my relaxed eyes to see Colby walking into the water and floating over to me.

“Hey pretty.” He said and I scoffed looking at him dead in his eyes. “Really?” I said rolling my eyes with a sarcastic undertone.

Something I had noticed was how kind Colby was attempting to be now we were on holiday and I brushed it off as sarcasm.

We stayed until sundown,taking in the beautiful sunset that would never compare to LA’s busy scenery and with that we begun to walk back to our hotel room to get changed and go to the bar across the street.

The one thing we had both noticed upon our arrival was the obvious night life this city had. Bars upon every corner,clubs on every other corner and the copious amounts of taxi ranks that seemed to be empty,waiting till night to strike their attack of expensive drives upon their drunk victims.

As I reached the hotel room I opened up my suitcase once again picking out a skin tight dress and walked into the bathroom where my makeup bag sat.

This time however I decided to completely do my face how I would in LA,foundations,highlighter etc., I mean if I was going to meet someone new it may as well be here,where I wouldn’t have to see them again.

I walked out of the bathroom and looked into the full length mirror,smiling to myself as I noticed how stunning I looked.

I once again snapped a photo of myself,posting it to instagram,captioning it ; ‘🤩,night out for me!!’ And smiling to myself as I posted it.

I looked over at Colby who had gone for a more casual look, “You coming or what?” I said hurriedly.

“Waiting for you.” He mumbled as he followed me out of the hotel and to the bar across the road. I noted to myself the amount of drunk men and women stumbling down the street and to the filled taxi ranks.

As I made my way into the bar I took a seat on the empty barstool and the bartender came over to me almost immediately.

She was very pretty,without makeup and with the apron she was probably forced to wear,she smiled at me. “Can I get a gin and tonic please?” She smiled and walked away to go make my drink.

Colby sat next to me and I almost ignored his existence,whilst I would never say it aloud a part of me missed him,when he would stop editing and actually talk to me,but I knew that was rare and it pained me to know I missed him even if it was just the memories of his touch (and his cuddles and just everything about him).

I smiled as she handed me my drink before a guy behind me came up behind me,putting his arm around my shoulder, “I’ll pay for it beautiful.” And with that he handed the woman his credit card.

I smiled and turned around,drink in hand,to face him. “Thanks for the drink,handsome.” I smiled and suddenly I felt eyes piercing into the back of my skull.

“She’s mine,fuck off.” I heard Colby almost yell at him. I slammed my drink onto the bar and stormed out,leaving the drink behind and running off to the beach.

I stood in the sand as I heard footsteps running behind me,I ignored them in hopes of the sound soon disappearing,but it didn’t the sound came right up behind me and held its hands on my waist.

“Why do you just act like I’m not here with you?” He almost yelled at me and I stomped my foot like a toddler. “News flash! You aren’t!” I said laughing at him out of anger.

“Oh and whose fault is that?” He said staring into my eyes,piercing holes through my skull. “Yours!” I yell at him.

I knew we were causing a scene,the drunk people around us most likely didn’t have any idea of what was going on. The few couples who weren’t drunk stared in awe as if we were reality television.

“You broke up with me!” He yelled back but not nearly as loud as I had. “I left you because you treated me like I wasn’t there! A fucking roommate!” I yelled back at him,my eyes tearing up.

“You don’t think I love you?” He said softly,my teary eyes looked up at him and I replied, “No.” My voice strained but not from anger,instead from holding back the voice crack caused by the tears welling up in my eyes.

“I love you so much that I haven’t left any of my electronics alone for even a second because I was too scared you would call or message and I wouldn’t be there for you. I love you so much that I would pull up your Snapchat story,your instagram,anything you had posted on that day to make sure you were okay. I love you so much that even after you blocked me I continued to message and say ‘I love you’ every night because the thought of not saying that to you makes me sick. The only reason I’m even here is to keep you in my life for fuck sake Y/n.” He said and I stared up at him.

I quickly looked back down out of shame,not wanting to face the reality of his words. “Really?” I asked him as my tears waterfall down my face. “Yes!” He laughs back lovingly.

He cups his index finger under my cheek and makes me look up at him,taking me into a hug as I cried on his shoulder. “Im gonna stain your shirt.” I laughed half heartedly, “And it will be special because it was you.” He said back softly.

He pulled out of the hug,cupping my cheek as he pulled me into a kiss,I smiled into the kiss,the tear ducts drying up as I stopped crying.

As he pulled away he whispered to me “Y/n,be mine?” And I smiled,kissing his cheek, “Ofcourse.” I said gently.

[circlejourneyart]

Maybe it'll turn out better this time: A love letter to all the joy and sorrow that this story has given me

(Art by @blogofyolo)

Here's the first of two tracks I had on Land of Fans and Music 5 Act 2, which came out two days ago! I'm dedicating this one to @utopianparadoxist, who wrote the post that made this track appear in my mind in such blinding clarity I couldn't stop making until it was done.

I also have some extended commentary about this one--it's more important to me than I give it credit for.

When I finished reading Homestuck, I was...disappointed. That disappointment morphed gradually into disgust as I watched schisms violently open in the fandom following the Epilogues and Homestuck^2, and in the process I felt like I'd lost something.

I kept thinking that maybe, if I just read the comic again, it would turn out different. Maybe it'd be the story I'd once loved and it would fill me with breathless wonder again. Maybe it'd be better.

But earlier this year, a post by uP crossed my dash after he'd disappeared from my periphery for well over a year. He was outlining his plans surrounding Pumpkin Path, a story he's writing that runs adjacent to the Epilogues and (eventually though not yet?) gives these characters the futures they've earned.

And I realised...the way I'd been thinking about it, that's not how it works, y'know? It's not the story that has changed: it's my heart, my relationship with it. And the best thing I could do was take what this once-beloved story gave me and make something new with it. And that's what many people have done in the wake of Homestuck's end: we've all gone off and made new stories, for which this long-beloved comic was an undeniable progenitor.

It reminded me of a certain recurring motif in the comic itself. Every time the universe resulted in a corrupt or barren session, the players...well, they rebooted it. They left the old universe behind, and started a new one, billions of years all over again just to see where it would go this time.

There was no use in searching for the story that used to be, because it was me that had changed.

You may as well leave that old universe behind and start a new one from scratch.

This is the idea that seeded the above track, and it caught me off guard, because it was the first Homestuck music I had made in more than two years--after I thought I'd sworn it off for good. And then, two days later, Maybe it'll turn out better this time was done. (Two days is, by the way, a very short time for a track to emerge.) It was a small, silly, wonderful little thing, a sapling in the ashes, that proved to me that things could change.

But beyond my track, the entirety of LOFAM5A2 feels especially so. It's a startling breath of fresh air that emerged from so much genuine joy and excitement. I'm happy I got to contribute even just a little work to it and I really, really hope that the fandom sees it for all that went into it. An UMSPAF manager once said that my music always sounds hopeful, but it was never intentional until this one. Thank you to everyone who's made good art that has inspired others in turn, you create life with your own hands.

[lanternadosafogados]

Writing Thogether

Alastor hummed the rhythm of Cuban Moon to himself as he walked through the hotel. He had just finished helping Charlie with some papers and, as adorable as the company of the Young lady could be, he was content as he walked alone through the long corridors.

The impeccable place due the services of Niffty. The portraits on the walls are perfectly aligned and free of any sign of dust. The wood floor tarpaulin shined. Alastor would keep to himself the feeling of pride he felt with how well his friend was nailing the job.

But then he stopped walking and humming. Alastor noticed that he didn't see the little one all day till now. Taking out his pocket watch he looked at the hour, 3:28 p.m. “where could she be?” He thinks. Returning to his walk, Alastor decided to cheek at her.

It didn't take long for Alastor to see the little one, but she wasn't alone. Seated in front of the bar counter of the hotel was her alongside Angel Dust.

Both with their phones seeming to be writing something and then showing to each other. The sound of both of their giggles was a little… cute, Alastor would admit.

It was nice to see Niffty getting along with the hotel people, but with Angel Dust…

It was not like Alastor didn't like the boy. Their personalities were so opposite to each other, their tastes different apart from music. About that the overlord had to give credits to the arachnid.

Alastor just didn't know Angel that well, but sincerely wanted to.

He was watching both from a little afar when Angel noticed him. Offering to Al his characteristic smile.

“Hey, Smile. Whatcha doin?”

“Besides looking forward to neither of you burning the hotel to the ground?” He joked as he approached the pair “But could you two make me aware of what seems to be so funny?”

Niffty glowed up with the question.

“I was showing Angel my fanfics.” The smile on the little one's face made it clear that the other liked her work “I helped him make his account on HO3 and now we're working on a story together.”

She lost Alastor at the word fanfics. Being as old as he was he can't help but have a little hard time keeping up with these short of things, but Niffty seemed happy and even Angel was. Two adorable dorks.

*Oh, a story I see. And what tt's about? If I may ask.”

“Good try, shorty. As we would tell you our best seller plot.” 

Angel playful showed Al his tongue while Niffty chuckled. 

“C’mon, Angel. They are just drafts. Besides, Alastor would never do something like that.”

Alastor then grabbed a chair and seated beside the other two as he listened to their drafts and possible ideas. He could help with some opinions and grammatical corrections and had a genuine fun time.

Suddenly Niffty attention went to the hour on her phone. Her big eyes widened in surprise.

“Oh my, look at the time. I better start the preparation for dinner.” Quickly she got down from her chair “Have fun, you two. See you later.”

In a Blink of an eye she was gone, leaving Alastor And Angel alone in the bar area.

The silence between the two was almost deafening. It was heavy and strange. Alastor thought it was better to break it, but Angel was faster.

“She is really something, huh?” Angel clearly Was talking about Niffty. Alastor could notice that the tone in the other man's voice wasn't a teasing one like before, now it was full of affection.

Alastor didn't hide the smile that formed on his lips. Knowing that Niffty made friends that cared for her at the hotel bringed a feeling of happiness to him.

 “She is. I would say it's part of her charm.”

Angel chuckled. Alastor couldn't help to think that the young man sounded cute.

“Wanna a drink, Smile? On me.” Alastor raised an eyebrow at the offer. Well, one cup of whatever the bar of the hotel had to offer wouldn't be the end of the world.

“Why not, my feminine fella? Bring me your poison.”

Husky was cleaning some cups not much afar from them, but chose to stay quiet in his place keeping an eye on Angel as he grabbed one bottle of wine and two glasses. Just to be sure he wouldn't make a mess on his bar.

Angel filled the two cups before passing one to Alastor, who accepted with a smile.

Alastor liked to think he has a strong resistance when it comes to alcohol, but the way his voice started to get a little slower showed the opposite. But, well, to hell with that. He was having a good time talking with Angel.

“So…” the Radio demon started, his eyes never letting go of his cup as he moved his hand in circles watching the little waves form in his wine. “Who would think that a person like you would enjoy something like writing.”

Angel just laughed at the comment.

“What? Can't a hottie come with a hint of culture?” He teased Alastor's arm with his elbow. Alastor just chuckled at the remark “Well, to tell the truth I liked to read when I was alive. I write a thing or two, but never really had time to write a full story or something.”

Alastor noded.

“And you are having fun writing?”

“Heck yeah.” Angel answered with a big smile “It's fun and Niffty is helping a lot with that.”

“That's a pleasure to hear, my friend. Even if I don't understand much of that… Fafinc thing.”

“Fanfic.” Angel corrected Al with a giggle.

“Yeah, yeah. That's what I said.”

“You're an interesting character, tooth. Maybe I will write about you some day.”

“First we would have to make your grammatic in texts a little better, but a part of that… would be an honor.”

Angel’s face was coloured with a hint of pink. It was cute, even to the Overlord.

“That's good to know, Al. Because I may have some questions about that.”

“And I might have the answers.”

Also posted on AO3

Also, happy New year! 🎉

[zxombii]

ticci toby writing about him x yr oc

💉🫀🦴 ︵ " Bloody Couple. "

( ♡,, › ｏ‹ ,, ) — ❝ HI AUBZI<3 HAPPY TO DO THIS REQUEST!!! ranting beware😈 sry 4 late response tho rahh.. ❞ mimi says.

︶︶ . ˚ ticci toby X brain terrorizer ranting ⑅

— oc gender is male (he/him). warnings of obsessive/unhealthy loving, violence, killing mentioned, weapons/sharp objects, mentions of god.

— contains ticci toby (tt), brain terrorizer (bt).

really unhealthy relationship at the start but it works out in the end so its ok maybe :3

bt often feels like he is Needed to be near toby. think of toby and being all obsessive but worse. bt is just a worse version of toby when it comes to (romantic) relationships/love– it doesnt really affect toby as he is kinda used to him, himself, being really weird (toby is aware of his weird actions when it comes to romantic relationships, same as bt but he is kinda dumb so☠️)

absolute idiots together. dumb and dumber.

bt bites toby as affection💥💥 really struggles with love in general so bro just shows affection with violence.. but loving violence!!

^^ toby will just be in a conversation and bt comes behind him and absolutely CHOMPS his shoulder or arm then walks away like nothing happened. toby cant feel pain so its ok!!! (bt is kinda like a cat but not at the same time)

bt is tobys biggest hater but in a silly way. has shirts that literally say “toby = 👎”

”toby is god. god is toby.” (bt might be brainwashed /j) (worships toby the loser)

^^ kinda ironic i write that right after saying bt is his 'biggest hater'

both r absolute loser boys. neither have been in a genuine relationship (toby was with clockwork but he doesnt like mentioning it. says he never has dated anyone when he has).

bt is dumber then toby. likes listening to toby yap about mythology and stuff :3

dumb nicknames like pookie and alpha (bt is brainrotted to no return) (i hate him sm /pos)

listen to (blast) music together (share playlists) when they go killing. share weapons together and r really silly. loses each others weapons on purpose.

both r victims of bad parents and bad treatment. rant/vent to eachother at night as they stare up at the starry night time sky, enjoying the silence that would happen every now and then.

steal food from the others and then coop up in either of there rooms and absolutely ravage the food (they r big backs but big backs inlove)

body positivity🔥 scar positivity🔥 childhood trauma positivity🔥 everything positivity🔥

bt is strong-willed. but also not at the same time. inbetween. toby is the same.

mentally crazy x mentally crazy

bt struggles a lot with speaking cause of a speech impediment. toby is patient with only him.

^^ toby struggles a lot with speaking cause of tics. bt is patient with only him.

chocolate lover x vanilla lover

bt shuts ppl up when they speak over toby (shushes them). like who do u think u r.. anyways pls continue speaking pookie bear toby

"i want our relationship to be secretive" and everyone finds out

^^ everyone knows. Everyone. bad at hiding the loving gazes they share across the room, the silly smile that comes upon both their faces when the other talks. love-driven IDIOTS!!! /pos

breathtaking x ugly

^^ "what do u see in that man?" "he makes me laugh"

— i do not allow my work to be translated, stolen, or anything similar. everything i write is made by me and only me unless i say differently on that post. credits to zxombii on tumblr. i have no side blogs.

[fadeintocase]

i know your music is really personal and there's stories behind songs that you give when asked, and a lot of them seem really heavy. have you ever seen other interpretations that actually made you upset or disappointed that you weren't being understood?

There's always a little bit of ambiguity in meaning and subsequent leeway in interpretation with any creative thing you do. I am generally cool with whatever people wanna pull from things, and get impressed when people connect the same dots i was when i'm writing something.

However two stories come to mind, one funny and one emblematically frustrating.

The funny one

way back when Smoke Damage blew up from some nightcore stuff, i got an influx of attention. I got an email sent, i can't remember through where, asking about the meaning of the line "looking at the present's fucking sad" in that song. They wanted to know, genuinely, if i meant "present" as in current, or "presents" as in gifts, like christmas presents. I guessed this person was very young. And explained plainly but lightly, "The song is about not being happy with the current situation you're in." To which i got an email back, "Ah, so it's about presents? is it like a christmas song?" To which i. had no idea how to respond to.

The frustrating one

There's an OC of mine i thought up when i was a dark and edgy teenager. I wrote several posts about them on here, their connection to my mythos broadly, the things that inspired them, i joked about how it was ultimately a bullshit dark and edgy character. God of pain and suffering, physical form covered in scars, bleeds black, destined to become the soul at the heart of every star and feel the eternal suffering of burning for eternity, to pull other damned souls into the stars for them to also suffer, and feel the weight of every black hole as a pit in their stomach. Evolved after several lifetimes of samsara until they become the most archetypical form of theirself. A friend of mine once told me they thought about what a higher god viewing a person on earth would have to look like, and it would involve a lot of spinning. having to sync up with so much spinning just to peer into the lives of this planet.

I ended up writing a song about this character, The Astrocartographer, about this god of suffering watching all the people destined to suffer for their destiny. (They are also introduced in chapter 3 of PAN, my story about dragon aliens from another universe and a bug robot that talks to them.) At some point recently, someone on here posted a comic of lyrics from the Astrocartographer, not crediting me by my artist name, and in the description just kind of, making up what they thought it was about.

And that did offend me a little bit. That something that was a deep expression of some shit i came up with when struggling with my childhood, that eventually evolved into part of my sprawling fictional universe that i'm proud of. Like i put the effort in this a character who's spoken through stories and ARGs and music of mine, the subject of my most recent album, got glossed over because they were more comfortable with the thought that it was written about a ship they like, because a few keywords lined up for their interpretation. I don't mind interpretations, but i do get frustrated when people make a point to drown out my stated intention, ignore it, and claim my intention was their interpretation. Especially when it represents my own work i have been trying to get out there. long answer, but thanks for the question!

[geee-three]

ok went in blind and here are my thoughts from dunmeshi ep 1

Marcille is gay for Falin I think. “Falin is dear to me too” that’s pretty fuckin homosexual if you ask me

I really like the way they frame Chilchuck. Captures the essence of being Short As Shit.

I like Chilchuck in general. He just fuckin lounges while Marcille and Laois fight, it’s so funny.

Exposition through Laois’ inner monologue is actually a great idea tbh

Chilchuck sees straight through Laois’ autistic bullshit I love this man. “He’s a psychopath” DAMN RIGHT

Marcille is Not Happy about this. Girlfriend withdrawal methinks. 

Laois is going into shock that someone had the same special interest as him. 

Marcille, your lack of willpower is showing.

“One of our companions” oh so you’ll eat the food a stranger made for you out of monsters but you won’t be emotionally avalible. Got it (that’s the most autism thing ever. Laois please.)

Laois and Chilchuck friendship is everything to me actually.

Ok but Laois is putting Marcille’s wants above everything?? He genuinely cares that she is happy at all times?? Even when she’s being an absolute arsehole?? Now that. That is a good man. Laois is a fucking angel.

Chilchuck calling out Marcille’s hypocrisy is so fucking needed. GIRL. This is not about you!!

Senshi’s slow thumbs up is fantastic. Love that guy.

Marcille is being dangled upside-down and Laois thinks this is the time to correct her to Wikipedia level. I love this man.

I’M SORRY? A shot that zooms in on a character without any background noise or upscaling the pixels? What is this, a YT edit called “Laois pissing off Marcille with his autism for 47 minutes ‘straight’”? That was fucking genius I love this show

“Even I thought you were a bit much.” Chilchuck I love you I genuinely don’t know why you’re the most mediocre character so far

I love that they show the cooking process. Idk it feels real.

LAOIS. Do not grow dungeon plants on the surface are you Insane.

Marcille slowly becoming as autistic about dungeon food and Laois and Senshi. This is fantastic. Also ballroom music in the background? Amazing choice.

Now that I think about it, Laois is Special Interest Insanity autism and Marcille is Sensory and Communication Issues autism

“I’ve seen this at execution sites.” CHILCHUCK I LOVE YOU

THERE’S AN END CREDIT SONG?? THATS FANTASTIC. I haven’t seen most of the people in it before. Also it doesn’t include the catgirl that I’ve seen everywhere.

[belindarimbi13]

tokrev band au: the fabulous killjoys hcs

(bcs I can't stop thinking about them)

might contain 🐉🍯 and 🐯✂️ (knowing me, I'll probably go off the track, so be warned)

friendly reminder, that angry formed a band w/ mitsuya (vocalist), kazutora (guitarist), akkun (bassist), & himself as the drummer.

the fabulous killjoys is the name I've given them for my doramitsu fic

timelines unspecified, this is completely random.

contrary to popular belief, kazutora is very poetic. he found writing songs to be a very good outlet for his buried emotions. but he never wanted to take credits when he showed his "it's just half-finished" songs to his band mates. it's always ended up to be a collaborative work.

angry could play several music instruments. actually, he was really multi-talented. but why did he pick drum? because smiley once said that the instrument was channeling his personality.

smiley surprisingly didn't do well with music, but he made a great manager.

akkun helped kazutora most while the band was making music. his name was often credited along kazutora. kazutora started the song, but akkun helped to finish them, most times. maybe because they hung out a lot and they basically shared the same music taste.

they eventually started dating afterwards. it made any musical differences between them cease to exist, though they're still bickering regularly on a daily basis, especially when they're practicing.

It was a complete accident that mitsuya got to be the vocalist. if there was anything someone could be thankful for, then it would be mikey for regularly hosting toman karaoke party. mitsuya had a great voice, but he actually didn't like to perform much.

kazutora brought his guitar one day to the karaoke party & he sang the acoustic rendition of mitsuya's fave song. mitsuya sang along without meaning to, but everyone clearly enjoyed the impromptu performance. even told him (& kazutora) to perform again, the next time.

when angry proposed the idea of forming a band, the one who helped him gather the personnel was smiley. smiley really got some good insights on who would be fitting for angry.

kazutora suggested akkun to join them, and angry initially thought it was merely favoritism, but akkun did know how to play in harmony with kazutora. mitsuya+kazutora had always been angry's first choice.

they used the back room of d&d motors to practice. draken offered the place since he actually liked to watch them practice, and the boys were pitching to pay him back, but draken refused with, "be rich and famous, guys, and we can talk about the payback 😁👍🏻"

mitsuya often joked that it's a good thing, he was the vocalist since he didn't need to spend any money on the musical instruments. the statement is said so lightly, but everyone knows the implication behind it.

they all agree that they'll teach mitsuya their instrument.

mitsuya is really talented in many things, but playing instruments (or in this case, learning to play them) was never his strong suit. despite the personality, kazutora is the most patient when it comes to tutor mitsuya to play guitar and keyboard.

smiley always comes when his brother is practicing. he'll just hang out with them and watch them, didn't say much but he clearly enjoyed their performance. smiley once said to mitsuya, that he's happy his brother found a new hobby that he genuinely loved.

mitsuya packed them home-made snacks for when they were taking a break. kazutora often protested that draken and smiley (and sometimes inupi) shouldn't get any from mitsuya, since they're not the band members.

it's an argument kazutora would never win because:

draken: "boyfriend's privilege"

smiley: "brother's privilege"

inupi: "I worked here and just so you know, I cleaned this room several times after you guys bounced."

draken: "that's because I told you to."

inupi: "I still did it, didn't I?"

the first mini-album they created, was being distributed among toman members. pah is responsible for hooking them up with a professional recording label. and smiley actually learned about the contract and such, for the sake of his brother.

mitsuya designed many jackets for them to wear for their gigs. the design followed the song they performed. he only made two extras, for smiley and for draken. the two would be easily spotted at the venue, wearing matching jackets like a couple of hardcore fans.

akkun styled them all, he and mitsuya worked as a duo in shaping the style for the band. mitsuya grew closer to akkun that way, to the point that they have inside jokes the other members could not understand (kazutora is slightly jealous of this lol)

hakkai is responsible for the founding of the fabulous killjoys fanclub. mitsuya was embarrassed when he found out hakkai had been campaigning for his band to as many people he could reach to the point that they could form a fanclub. draken is amused with the whole thing.

their band almost need no security, when the whole member of toman is attending 😂 mikey never specifically told them to attend the shows, but most members come because they genuinely want to see the captains/vice captains to perform.

will add more if I have more thoughts.

[flutteringfable]

OKAY SO!! DEAD PLATE IS REALLY GOOD AND IM HERE TO RAMBLE ABOUT IT. SPOILERS OBVIOUSLY LMAO

(all excitement aside, this game is best experienced blind imo! its free on itch, and there's no jumpscares [in case thats an issue for u like it is for me lolz]. there is tons of gore (mostly blood with very few organs), so please heed the warnings on the game page if that bothers u!)

okay ive talked about this before, but the art style is just soso gorgeous. the characters are so distinct and expressive, and even the npcs are beautifully designed. the art is, dare i say, tasty ;3

rody is literally the definition of a golden retriever boy (even to a fault!) and i adore his character so much. he's just a silly little guy trying to do his best but also he should really take some time to care for himself like manon suggested :(

vincent is also fantastic, i love that he warms up to rody if you continue talking to him, it's really sweet if you uh. ignore the horrors...

no jumpscares but GOD this game is fantastic at building a sense of dread. when the music cut out during the house party bit, i genuinely got nervous. manon's ghost (i assume) being in vince's window was also terrifying and honestly scared me so bad i hesitated to put my headphones back on lmao. i do love the lack of jumpscares, but that might just be my cowardice talking ahaha

u can feed the rat cheese but then vince feeds u the rat :(

i got the normal ending on my first go (as i assume most people do), and when manon didn't pick up when rody called her i knew immediately that she was the steak that you get at the end of that sequence. it felt really rewarding to find out that was true in the "best served hot" ending!!

"a dead plate" HAHAHAHAHAHA JUST LIKE THE NAME OF THE GAME (seconds later: oh god this is the manon steak)

the description of the plate changing to "the love of my life" actually hurt a little, ouch

when i had to go back to the freezer to get the ending where rody dies, i audibly went "haiii vincenttt" when he showed up lmao

when i first saw vincent bite rody, i thought he bit his neck and went "oh haha hot"

a few lines of dialogue later, i stood corrected lmaoo

finding out that vince doesnt actually like serve human meat at the restaurant was pretty interesting to hear! i like that take on the trope, because normally its more akin to games like bonnie's bakery where the food youre serving to customers IS customers lmao

learning how rody felt about manon made me super sad, esp after the post credit scene where she breaks up with him. again, i agree with her. bro needs some serious self care and needs to learn that its ok to care for himself too :(

uhhhhh vincent casual outfit hot. i mean what who said that

the normal food rewards you get for completing each day look absolutely incredible, esp the desserts

overall, just an amazing experience that i'm so happy to have done blind. not knowing what was next made it a lot more fun for me and i might give it a go again in the future! i have a few more horror rpg style games saved on my itchio that ive been meaning to try out :3

[whatthefishh]

I'm back again, hello.

I've never had a shipping done before! Sounds like fun. You've met me before and know how I look (lol) but to refresh:

5'2

Curly hair

Waitress

Likes to read

Likes to sleep

Obsessed with music

Food is a love language

I'm excited to see who you ship me with! <3

Hello my curly haired bestie

So I wrote you the cutest thing and then tumblr ATE IT so forgive me for the second version of this…❤️❤️ I hope you like it 🥺

I ship you with: Steven Grant

You’re finishing work with your iced coffee in hand, the shift draining the life out of you but what can you do? Work is work, right? At least you had your iced coffee—

Someone bumps into you on your way out of the coffee shop before you can even take the first sip, effectively knocking it out of your hand and all over the ground. Well.

You were either going to yell or cry, eyes shooting up to see the culprit’s eyes widen almost comically and the handsome face they belonged to begin to stutter out a hundred apologies, hands hovering concernedly. You felt the fight leave you as you took in the man’s genuine apology but that meant you were probably visibly tearing up, pulling several “oh no”s in a funny accent from the man still standing in front of you. Steven offered you his name, and promised to buy you a new drink if only you stopped looking so sad, and that was truly very sorry.

You let Steven buy you a new coffee, and after seeing how genuine and kind he was in his mannerisms, you decided to take his offer to sit and chat for a while, getting to know the cute new tour guide in town. He had just landed a new job at the museum you had been meaning to check out in the city and he jumped at the chance to give you a personal tour. The two of you lost track of time, Steven’s awkward jokes making you more comfortable than you would’ve given him credit for, and you felt yourself at ease around him, easily agreeing to see him again. Plus, it’s not like you could say no to those beautiful brown eyes staring at you like that.

Several weeks go by and you find yourselves stealing moments around each other’s lives; you popping in to hear the tail end of Steven’s tours and making him blush under your gaze and him joining you for lunch at your restaurant, shyly waving at you from the hostess desk. In the beginning of your relationship, Steven was too shy to initiate any type of physical intimacy, not knowing what your personal boundaries were and he didn’t want to cross any… until you pulled him behind a statue after one of his tours to show him just how much you loved listening to him speak.

He soon learned that you lit up when he bought you snacks, and noticed the same light in your eyes when you shared a meal together. He began incorporating more ‘food time’ as he called it during the time you spent together, looking for fun new restaurants for you to try together in the city. In return, you learned to make some new vegan recipes for when he’d sleep over and needed to take lunch to work.

Speaking of sleepovers, Steven always woke up with your hair in his mouth but he never complained. Too many nights spent alone, he was so happy to be waking up next to his pretty girlfriend, hair in his mouth and all. Cooking breakfast together was one of his favourite things about your nights together, and he would always play music from the several playlists you had made him. He loved seeing you sing along under your breath to the songs, swaying your hips gently around the kitchen with his chin on your shoulder watching your movements.

Yeah. He could get used to this city.

[gillianthecat]

Eternal Yesterday. Holy fuck. Perhaps even literally. This show is deeply, genuinely sad. And also oh so beautiful and tender. How was several minutes of two characters barely moving, not looking at each other, not saying that much so riveting. And then the way they held each other, the way they broke down. The way they love and care for each other. When you are weak I will be strong. The promises they made. Their first time and their last time. The intensity of that kiss. The eroticism of sadness and tenderness and desperately holding on to each other and needing to let go, of trying to prepare yourself to let go. They both looked so vulnerable in their nakedness. This is a show that uses its voice-over extremely well.

I started bawling as soon as I saw him coming out of the tent with two packages of soup. In that jacket. And then the "five years later." Because those closing credits, those fucking closing credits, had tricked me in the first few episodes that they’d get a happy ending. That against all odds they’d get to grow up and be happy together. God. Fuck.

Was that whole grace period before Koichi disappeared just his imagination? Does it matter? I don’t know.

I almost had a heart attack when I heard Koichi’s voice. Holy fuck. The way they cut the music mid phrase and went to black. This show has used sound and silence so effectively. And stillness. Without ever feeling static. And his story about Mitchan wasn’t a surprise, wasn’t anything I didn’t know already, but it was still both joyous and heart-rending to now here it from them. And a revisit of that amazing first moment where we can literally see them fall in love at first sight. Something that rarely feels believable, but here it felt so real.

I cried, or was on the verge, pretty much the entire second half. And throughout whenever I paused to write this. I haven’t cried like this for characters in quite some time. And then when I saw the final credits for the last time, knowing what they meant now, knowing that they never happened, never could really happen, that it was just a fantasy, I sobbed. Anyways. Holy fuck. I loved this series. So fucking good.

I do have thoughts about family and belonging and growing up. About the reveal that Koichi was adopted and never felt like he belonged to someone until Mitchan. And about Mitsuru’s dad and what the changes in him meant. Was Mitsuru growing up and able to see him more clearly? Was the father growing less distant and redeeming himself? I am curious to read waitmyturtle’s thoughts on family in this show, if you are watching it. Right now I’m too caught up in emotion, and in Koichi and Mitchan’s world, to analyze anything outside of that.