#there's more but this was already getting long so a;lsdkfj

[altschmerzes]

any idea when the next chapter of the torture fic will be out? I'm like. In LOVE with I it (also 🌹 ?)

not entirely sure tbh!! i'm about 18k into part 2, and it's going pretty fast now, but who ever knows lsdkfjs. probably sooner rather than later! i'm so flattered that you're invested in it :') i'm really pleased with how it turned out and i'm really enjoying writing it and it's absolutely delightful to know people are looking forward to the next part

under the cut again, but this is some of the hair washing scene i mentioned. it's another longer clip but this is a very long fic and i'm excited to share parts of it sdlkjfs

content warnings: mac hasn't been home safe for very long and the trauma of what happened to him is still incredibly fresh. he thinks about some of it, particularly his hair being pulled, much the same as in the last clip i shared.

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The touch takes him by surprise and he startles a little, a small flinch that Jack notices. Of course he notices, he’s right there, but Mac feels like he would’ve noticed even if he’d been all the way across the room. Jack’s always got an eye on him, whether they’re in the field or not. It’s like watching over Mac is second nature to him, as easy and natural as breathing. Jack doesn’t comment on the reaction, just smoothes a thumb over his head just behind his ear, soothing and reassuring without a word. He helps Mac ease down and lean back, taking as much of Mac’s weight as he can to help him keep more tension from seeping into his damaged shoulders.

The towel folded up and draped over the side of the tub cushions his shoulders and neck and the sound of the water is like white noise. Anxious stiffness loosens its grip on Mac’s body as the moments pass and he reminds himself that while he is in a dangerously vulnerable situation with someone bigger and stronger than him crowded into his space, touching him while he’s hurt, he is safe. He’s safe at home with Jack, who is here to help him with a very simple task that he just can’t manage on his own right now. Nobody is going to hurt him. Mac shuts his eyes, breathes deep and slow, and tries to believe that.

All the while he goes through this process, calming down the waves of panic that keep trying to rise until he can lean back and stay there without feeling the urge to jump to his feet and run coil tighter and tighter inside him, Jack waits. He kneels beside Mac on the floor, a careful hand supporting his head, and waits. With everything that Mac is fighting through, he is sure in the knowledge that the well of Jack’s patience will never run out - at least not on this, not now. If Mac needs to sit here for an hour and work through everything that’s making his heart beat, fast and frightened high in his chest, then Jack is going to wait with him and he won’t be pushed or judged or punished for wasting time.

“Ready?”

The question is light and easygoing and arrives only once Mac has already calmed down enough that his heart rate has slowed to a relatively normal pace. It’s not an attempt to hurry him, it’s a genuine question about whether he’s prepared to get started or if he needs more time. Mac reminds himself of this, and then repeats it a few more times before he responds with the faintest nod. He closes his eyes and tries to keep still and relaxed as Jack gets started.

Even with his eyes closed, Mac can follow what’s happening easily. It’s a good thing, too, because otherwise he may have needed to open them again, just to be sure of what was going to come next. The close quarters and the experience with having been here before, however, allow him to get some distance from the humiliation and inescapable vulnerability of his current situation. Jack’s clothing makes a shuffling sound as he shifts and reaches for something, and the plastic cup he’d brought from the kitchen makes a distinct hollow noise when it’s picked up. There’s a patter like rainfall while it’s filled, and then Jack says quietly, speaking in a hush without being asked, “Getting started.”

The water that runs over Mac’s head, soaking into his hair, is warm but not too hot. The consideration that went into even that part of it, even making sure the temperature would be okay, makes Mac’s eyes sting. He swallows around the sudden lump in his throat, ignoring the way it aggravates the thick rings of bruising. This whole process has taken him apart, reduced him to a trembling mess of raw nerves and feelings that he can’t shove down or hide, and Jack can see all of it. He can see all of it, Mac knows that he can, but he also reminds himself that it isn’t the end of the world if he does see. Jack has never used his weakness against him before, and he has too much counter-evidence to allow that fear to live for long. All he has to do is call to mind the times that Jack has seen him cry or woken him from a nightmare, remember that Jack has done this for him before too, and not once has he been resentful or annoyed or disgusted by it. It would be a disservice to this person who has so lovingly cared for him for so long for Mac to fear him now, and while he has been ripping himself to shreds inside for needing this, he can’t tolerate even the distorted anxiety that Jack might want to do the same. It's an insult to Jack that he won't allow, not even from himself. Especially not from himself.

As if knowing what he’s thinking, Jack’s hands are careful and soft when they start brushing his hair back. He strokes it gently away from Mac’s face and then scoops more of the water up to saturate the edges. Jack’s fingers run through the wet strands to make sure they aren’t tangled and Mac’s breath catches in his throat. He is reminded, viscerally and unwillingly, of another man’s hand in his hair, the way it had twisted possessively in and then yanked-

“I won’t pull it,” Jack says in a quiet murmur, faintly tinged with sorrow. His voice cuts through the building panic, and his hand has stilled, woven deep into Mac’s hair but not moving any more, cradling his head the way a parent does with a newborn who can’t hold it up on their own yet. His wide, strong palm braces the back of Mac’s skull and he feels fragile and helpless and safe all at once. “Promise.”

[odetolove]

heheh ill keep complimenting you cus your response is so cute plssss im !! hehe maybe i just laugh cus i think you're cute and fun to talk to who knows hehehehe

ITS OKIE ! i did adult thing now but even more adult things :( trying to get ready for this trip is so sldkfjsf LONG pls but its okieee two more weeks till im on vacation :D

NO NO SAMEE my friend and i were so ready to just full send it but we genuinely had to think it over bc we were already going to see txt and to see yoongi we would need to take a flight and plane tickets cost so much money AND we want to see svt when they do go on tour (which i hope is later in the year cus i need to make more money) so we had to say no :( LMFAO PLS SAME i would even watch some of the live streams so i didnt feel too abd LDSKJF and YES TAEE gosh i saw him perform singularity live with the choreo and the one with the bed and ive never been the same,, THE HARNESS. omg,, don;t even we both will just lose our livesldjf that era was so amazing i want to experience it all over again. YES SCOUPS. as a couprang, we are very insane i get it LSDKFJ truly a whole ass man idk how i live my life in peace (i dont). AND YESS they're all so !!! tbh even these jeonghan has been bias wrecking me like that man just keeps getting finer every year like he WOW im so downldfj

ahh thank you !! im glad you also have been feeling better about writing yourself <3 but it is like seeing an old friend: comfortable and inviting. and i also just like to rp since i enjoy just bouncing off of other people and just making people smile :D actually writing something just scares me too much sdlkfj i can just never get it done and with rp it just continues until the other person no longer wants to ya know

-- samu mod :]

AAHHHH PLS IM ROLLING OVER IN MY BED!!! i can’t take the compliments (KEEP SENDING THEM! jk… or am i) im happy you think im fun to talk to!! I RLY TRY LOL, i feel like i’m the most awkward person in the world sometimes i just stand there like 👁️👁️ pls laugh at what i say or i’ll die, so i’m happy!!! and especially with the compliments;;; LET ME KISS U <3

!! i didn’t know you were going on a trip!! are you excited for it?? n wahh 2 weeks is basically nothing !! it’ll go by soooo fast n then you can come and talk to me all you want >:) hehehe

GOD I FEEL YOU ON HOPING TOURS COME LATER IN THE YEAR TO SAVE MONEY,,, i already splurge on jewelry and other things so by the time tours come i’m always caught off guard and broke lollll, but wahh,, a svt concert would b so fun!! i’ve been to bts and monsta x n had a blasssttt!! i’m laughing so hard at both of us vibrating in excitement over the boys !!! AND AAAHHH JEONGHAN… he’s so pretty n a little feral which i love!!

WAHHH well i’m in it for the long run cause i’m annoying and get attached to people so easy and i will let you know i already consider you a friend !!! i always get so happy when you send me asks rp or not!! and ughhh your characterization of osamu makes me wanna curl up and yell!! (in a good way lolol) you’re EXCELLENT AT WRITNG and that’s saying something bc i’m kinda snobby and picky when it comes to reading things HEHEH <3 SO YOURE AMAZING!!!

[azhefa-archived]

PLOTS AND VERSES I WOULD LOVE TO EXPLORE! feel free to comment or IM me if you’re interested in any. 

THE AZGEDA UPRISING

in my main verse reworking season 3, nia and the ambassadors successfully overthrow lexa leading to a new civil war. during this time roan is in conflict as he has taken back up his duties as the prince. but the queen’s actions goes against what he thinks is best for azgeda. and it also makes him feel his sacrifice had been undone by plunging them back into war. 

ROAN AND ECHO’S RELATIONSHIP BEFORE/WITHOUT PRAIMFAYA

echo and roan had a very complex dynamic which often gets kinda brushed over. but he trusted her more than anyone else in his life. there is a lot of rich history there. after three years apart there is a lot they would have to work through. especially once nia is gone and roan is crowned. they would have to adjust and work through their differences. roan opening up to her about his exile and her about the mountain. 

MAIN VERSE

in general i would love more plots and dynamics in my main canon. i know it’s heavily divergent but it’s fun to explore things differently than seen on the show. i especially love the idea of platonic dynamics where he is married to ryan  (  @softsurvivor​  ). his relationship with ryan makes him grow a great deal and it’s a part of his timeline i rarely get to explore outside of threads with lilly. i’d love to see how it would reflect in his relationships with other people. 

NATBLIDA AU

alternative season 4-5 where the nightblood solution is achieved and is distributed to as many as they can. people of course had to shelter in structures during the wave of praimfaya. but after are left to struggle with survival in eden. 

DURING AND AFTER BUNKER

i personally believe if roan had been in the bunker things would be different, but still dark of course. i’ve always wanted to explore this. whether it’s with my regular canon compliant verse, or one where he is either a solo-champion or a co-champion with octavia. i would love to explore a dynamic between roan and octavia as she does owe him her life. he is the reason she chose the words ‘wonkru.’ it would be interesting to see how it plays out with him surviving and having some sort of role of mentorship/advisory.

[ssironstrange]

A Strange Kind of Love Pt. 2

Part 1 here!

Second half of a little gift to @ajitapalo. hopefully i kinda sorta hit all the ideas you had! (sorry no smut with this... but it’s implied?? that counts right? i might do a smut part 3 sometime a little later, gotta get more comfortable writing their dynamic first alkdjfa;lsdkfj)

“If you’ll excuse me,” Pepper cut sharply into the conversation she and Tony were more bystanders of than participants in. Gracefully, she slipped out of Tony’s hold on her hip and glided across the room, through the crowd and towards the ladies room. Tony’s eyes lingered, drinking in the gentle curve of her spine which the backless gown offered a remarkable view of. Silk like liquid emerald dripped from her shoulders and cut a deep V that plunged down and stopped just above the navel. Fabric criss crossed and pulled tight against her slight waist and caressed her shapely posterior and hips, then pooled around her feet and trailed as she walked. Tony only looked away when she vanished around a corner.

“What are your thoughts, Stark?” One of the two men asked. He was portly, hair gone white with eyebrows that reminded him of furry caterpillars.

“Yeah… I stopped listening about ten minutes ago.” Tony tossed back the remaining wine and handed the empty glass to furry-brows who took it with some confusion. “And I’ll keep not listening for as long as your company continues to manufacture weapon parts.” He backed away with a trademark smirk cocked on his lips. “Enjoy the rest of the party, though. I’ve been told there’s some kickass tiramisu in the spread.” A two fingered wave was offered before he spun around on the ball of his foot and continued in the direction of the grand staircase where he’d caught a glimpse of Stephen making his way up to the second level. Stairs were taken two at a time and he took a right at the top to follow the balcony’s curve around the ballroom below, then came to a stop in front of a large wooden pillar and Stephen leaning forward on the railing beside it.

“Avoiding us for any particular reason?” Tony asked and leaned his back against the pillar.

“You two looked to be having such a good time, far be it from me to impose.” Stephen pushed off the rail and turned to face Tony with a playful smirk.

“I was practically begging you to come save us. Gotta learn how to read a look, man.”

“Oh, I read it perfectly clear,” Stephen stepped in close. He leaned in even closer and raised his arm to brace against the pillar above Tony’s head. “And it was another sort of begging,” Smooth baritone dropped in volume, but Tony was certain he could feel it vibrating in his chest. “Wasn’t it?” Stephen asked, head lowering until his face hovered mere inches above Tony’s.

Trapped in his chest, Tony’s heart hammered, flooded his ears and drowned out the cacophony of music and people below them. His tongue swiped along his lower lip while his eyes couldn’t quite pull away from Stephen’s nor his thoughts from how soft they seemed and how many times, including now, he wondered how they tasted.

“You, uh… might be on to something…” Tony quietly muttered, head tilting up just a fraction.

“Show me,” Stephen’s low rumble struck Tony at his very core, surging with the voltage of a lightning strike.

Tony leaned in and that single strike erupted into a storm of electricity when his lips met Stephen’s. The air was kissed straight out of his lungs, again and again but he couldn’t bring himself to stop. Not even when it felt like he would suffocate against him. The moment Stephen opened his mouth to him, Tony’s tongue plunged inside with a hunger he’d been denying until starvation.

Pepper cleared her throat.

Tony ripped away with such speed his head whipped back against the pillar hard enough for the thump to echo slightly around them. Stephen blinked towards her in the languid way a cat content and safe in its surroundings might have and stood up straight.

“It’s about damn time,” Her sigh was exasperated, voice amused.

It left Tony both confused and relieved.

“You knew?”

“Tony,” She came in closer, walking through the light between the shadow of the pillars and caught Stephen blatantly staring at how that light played with the sheen of the silk. “I’m fairly certain everyone but you knew.”

“Wow, okay, I’m not that obvious, thank you.”

Both Pepper and Stephen trapped him in pointed, unamused looks that absolutely begged to differ. His shoulders fell and he glanced off to the side with a little sniff.

“Fine. Maybe a little obvious.”

“Oh! While he’s licking his wounds…” Stephen patted against the chest of his suit until he felt the slender box in one of the inner pockets, then reached in to pull it out. “Tony said this was one of your favorites?” Scarred fingers opened the case and handed it gingerly towards Pepper. Joy lit her features at the sight of the necklace.

“Yes! I’ve been wondering where it went! Why did you have it, though?”

“Hang on, time out,” Tony interrupted, pushed off the pillar, and folded his arms. “This isn’t weird. Why isn’t this weird? You just found me with my tongue practically down his throat and you aren’t even… annoyed? This feels like a trap.”

“Oh my god, calm down.” Pepper laughed quietly. “Stephen and I talked about it a couple of days ago. We were going to talk to you tonight after all this, but apparently someone is impatient.”

She cast him a playfully sharp look while handing the case back to him. From the black velvet he plucked the silver chain out and pocketed the case again.

“Guilty,” Stephen grinned sheepishly while moving to stand behind Pepper.

“Talked about what, exactly?” Tony watched them with an intense curiosity.

Stephen bunched up loose reddish blonde waves and pushed them over her shoulder, then draped the necklace around her neck and brought the ends together to clasp it with a little extra effort through the shaking of his digits.

“That we are clearly in love with each other and have been for a while now.” Stephen glanced up, fingers still resting against the nape of her neck. “And, I had the necklace to weave a few protection enchantments into it. I wanted to do something for your birthday, so…” Eyes fell down to her again.

Tony’s arms uncrossed and dropped to his sides dramatically, as if he was supposed to be satisfied with an answer that left him with more questions than answers. Pepper placed a hand against the necklace, fingers tracing the small icy blue sapphires and crescents of silver between them and stopping on the larger sapphire pendant that dangled low on her chest.

“That was… incredibly thoughtful of you, Stephen. Thank you, honestly.” Turning towards him, Pepper raised onto her tiptoes and pressed a far more chaste kiss to his lips than what he had just a moment ago.

“I’m entirely too sober to deal with this.” Tony groaned and rubbed his hands over his face and up into his hair.

With a quiet sigh and a fond smile, Pepper turned and crossed the space between them to her husband. Both hands lifted to rest on either side of his face, Tony tilting his head into one of them a bit more. In her heels, he had to actually look up at her just slightly and softened when he did. How he lucked into a woman like her was so beyond his comprehension. He still loved her as much now as he did when he first realized it twelve years ago - so much that sometimes he swore his heart would simply burst from it.

But then there was Stephen. Tony glanced over to him for a moment. It was well past infatuation now, but he’d been denying anything else. People didn’t just fall in love with multiple people at the same time, he couldn’t do that to Pepper, it wasn’t normal, it would be a PR nightmare, and he didn’t deserve the love of anyone else - barely even deserved Pepper’s. Tony always had an excuse at the ready to tell himself.

“Are you sure about this, honey?” Tony dragged his eyes back to her.

“It’s going to take some getting used to… but I’m sure. Besides, he’s practically been our husband already these last two years.”

Stephen couldn’t stop a small grin.

“True. In every way but one.” Tony turned into one of her palms, pressing a kiss against it, then leaned in for one from her lips. Stephen’s taste lingered there, faint but recognizable.

“That could change. Tonight.” Pepper kissed the corner of his mouth and regarded him with quite the suggestive bedroom gaze.

“Hmm, ditch my own company’s party for the threesome of my dreams? Let me think about that. Uh. Yes?”

“On it.” Stephen already had the sling ring on his fingers and within a few seconds the circular gateway spiraling open in a blaze of orange sparks straight into Tony and Pepper’s bedroom.

Tony placed his hands over his heart and gave an exaggerated sappy sigh. “A man after my own heart.” And through the portal he went.

“And that ass.” Stephen added out of his earshot and Pepper snickered as she made her way through. He followed last, closing the portal with a wave of his hand.

[fairy-cat-mother]

Tagging Game

Rules: answer 21 questions and then tag 21 people who you want to get to know better.

I was tagged by the lovely, awesome and handsome @starfaring-princelotor​ alsdkfjs;dlfkj I saw that you had The Darkest Hour in there and just. you K i l l e d  me. DED. It makes me so heppi that you like my song enough for it to be up there with your favorites. So happy <3 TT^TT <3

Alright, here goes nothin’!

Nickname: Okay, so I’ve never really had a nickname. My little brother called me “Vava” when we were growing up bc he couldn’t say my name aldsfkjas;lfk. On tumblr and discord, people usually just call me Fairy. So, yeah? Das it. Otherwise, it’s just Maria.

Zodiac: Aquarius Sun, Cancer Moon, Aries Rising...I kinda like astrology a lil a lot :3

Height: 5’2’’ (most of my students are taller than me fml)

last movie I saw: Just watched Han Solo yesterday. It was p good.

last thing I googled: “Galaxy Lotor art” ...I just want my two fav things together...mah boi, and the stars.

favorite musician: Ohdamn, I can’t just pick one...if I haaaad to...hmm...ermmmfff...okay, I’m a SUCker for soundtrack music, so Joe Hisaishi or Two Steps From Hell.

Song stuck in my head: Fucking...Baby Shark. My students are relentless. They know it gets stuck in my head so easily. Those lil shits take advantage of it so mucH. It’s okay. I’ll get them back... >:3 with some weird “oldhead” music... SomeBODy once told me the WORLD is gonna roll me~ aaaaaaahaaa :P ….okay, but when it’s not Baby Shark, usually it’s Frank Sinatra’s Fly Me To The Moon bc that song comes on shuffle all the time in my car. But I’m not complaining ‘bout that one <3 also sometimes that one heckin’ awesome Dragonborn cover by Malukah too.

other blogs: None yet. Though, I have been thinking about starting one for posting my music stuff (I’m hopefully going to get a new mic soon and start recording more. So, maybe...)

Do I get asks: Sometimes, and I always love it when I do :3

following: 630. Welldamn. I don’t even remember half of these. I should go through and clean out.  

amount of sleep: I wish I had a consistent at-least-7 hours per night...but it’s more like 4 here, 8 there, naps when I come home and inevitably fall asleep on the couch. I’m workin’ on it.

lucky number: 7

what I’m wearing: A Huggle Hoodie. Or as I like to call it, a blanket dress. The most comfy thing in the world. I’m swimmin’ in it and it’s great. I’m so warm. And cozy. :3

dream job: Musician. Author. Professor. Children’s Theatre Director. I want to inspire people to feel and think and grow and learn—to own their creativity in whatever it is they choose to do <3 

dream trip: I love to explore, so anywhere really. But I definitely have a soft spot for trees and water. So anywhere with those things is great. Just like, hike all day and chill and listen to the babbling water, maybe take a swim if it’s safe. Yeahhhh :3 Also, Japan. I’ve wanted to go since I was like 9. And Ireland. I wanna sit in on some trad sessions with mah penny whistle a;lsdkjfa;lsdkfj

favorite food: Lettuce. I’m not even kidding. I fucking love lettuce. Like, I will eat that shit whole, plain, for a snack, whatever. Gimme the CRONCHy GREENSTUFF ;lakjs;lfkjasdf ...also I love ramen a whole lot. Like, real ramen. With the miso and soft boiled egg and chāshū mmmmMMMM~

play any instruments: Yeh! :3 Flute, violin, piano, ukulele, and penny/tin whistle. I dabble in others, like guitar and drums...and I’m always picking up new ones to learn i can’t staaahp. I’d really like to get a harp...but they’re just so damn expensive. One day, maybe.

languages: English, some French, some Japanese, and a liiiittle bit of Spanish.

favorite songs: Ohboiiii, too manyyyy. Better Together by Jack Johnson, A Fairy’s Love Song by Jean Luc Lenior, Far Horizons by Jeremy Soule, I Still Don’t Know Who I Am by Barnes Blvd., Fly Me To The Moon by Frank Sinatra, The Path of the Wind by Joe Hisaishi, Better Things by Headshine, Seven Years by Norah Jones, Such Great Heights by The Postal Service, Hotel Song by Regina Spektor, Ocean Kingdom & Rise Above & Enigmatic Soul & Undying Love all by Two Steps From Hell (omfg, i love these guyysss ;alksjfal;dsfkj), it’s space music timeAmong the Stars by Louis Viallet, The Edge of the Universe by Alex Doan, Theory of Rain & Age of the Universe by Elephant Music (I’ve actually really been into this playlist on YouTube lately...space musicccc asd;flaksjdf;ljf <3)...so many more, but i’mma stahp now, bc this is already long AF.

Random fact: Being in deep water sorta scares me. But I still like swimming. I’m just a lil scared and feel like something’s gon’ grab my toes and CRONCH a;lsdkfjalsdfj

describe yourself as aesthetic things: Lavender bushes, wild flowers, coffee shops and old books, green tea, fireflies in a field on a summer night, the moment before a thunderstorm rolls in, rain when the sun is shining, reading with a flashlight under the covers, the purples and blues in sunsets on the beach, flickering candlelight, a cottage in the woods on a rainy day, creating rainbows in the misty water from a hose, swinging on a swing set, writing a letter by the moonlight, rainbow fairy lights, oversized sweaters, car rides with the windows down, shooting stars, Saturn rings, galaxy prints.

I tag @legendofcarl (even though you’re already tagged, izza double-tag yo! >:3), @bookerror and @ghostarian !! <3

[stephanericherthanyou]

Ch424-450

before we get started, i want to say i’ve never actually read this arc--i stopped reading and then started again in the middle of the last arc, went back and reread that again, but never actually got around to this in the intervening years--probably due to a combination of ‘more new characters i already cannot remember the names’ + ‘supposed to be chad’s arc but not really’ + wanting to save myself a little bit of bleach content for later/not wanting it to be Truly Over. but now we have translated LNs and more anime and a mobile game and i am also okay with having read all of it. in this modern world franchises never die anyway so let’s get to it.

Ch424: The Lost Agent

so it’s yuzu who has taken over the ‘wake ichigo up’ duty....lsdkfj isshin’s ties pls

OH YEAH TATSUKI’S MULLET it is not as bad as i’d built it up to be in my mind...why does kubo like mullets so much tho....also ok it’s really nice to see ichigo and tatsuki back to normal. ish. i wonder if tatsuki does still have some resentment tho? we don’t get to see her pov much (at all? there is that scene where shunsui visits) in the final arc so...i wonder...

“you don’t miss her?” / “there’s no reason to” ICHIGO. PLS. MY CHILD.

oh so this dude is one of the fullbringers & this was a setup...i see i see

Ch425: A Day Without Melodies

“you make it sound like he hangs out with you on a regular basis” DAMN MIZUIRO “it’s not like i’ve got nothing to do and constantly show up at his job and bother him or anything” keigo pls!!!

ichigo selling his services to the school sports teams bc of his shinigami reflexes....idk there’s something about that, like keeping in shape and all that, just in ~case~ (even perhaps subconsciously)

Ch426: The Starter 2

ch2 was called “Starter” but perhaps it was actually “The Starter” and my scanlation was wrong? either way.

i love them! and again that “arguing with each other while fighting the bad guys” trope makes its return :’)

oh right it’s 2003! flip phones!

i feel like ‘kidnapped by the boss’ has also shown up in bleach before but idr where so /shrug

“no thanks, we’re an eel restaurant” ichigo PLS

(also is the ramen thing like...a nar//uto ref? i have never read that but doesn’t the main character love ramen or did i misosmose)

Ch427: A Delicious Dissonance

aslkdjf poor uryuu can’t get over being called strange....

ichigo acting like carrying around chocolate is as weird as carrying around ramen....ichigo pls u know chocolate is a snack not an entire meal right? (is that what he’s saving the money for?)

i mean this ramen dude is right but everything but the rain is not for another uhhh *checks notes* 100 chapters damn kubo trolling us again with something that will take like 3 years (given all the hiatuses) to actually reveal

Ch428: The Known

so was this “take me to hell” movie about the espada or

well riruka is the donut lover right? do they all have fave foods?

“now it’s our turn to protect ichi-nii” KARIN T__T

Ch429: Welcome to our Execution

man ichigo & yuzu...she knows something’s up but she’s just tired of pushing the point ig :( probably worried that he’ll be away for a long time again (and she’ll be right about that)

crescent moon!!! drink!!!

is it ok that isshin just leaves the clinic unattended for so long? clearly none of the kids are helping out...

Ch430: Welcome to our Execution 2

ORIHIME PLS!!!! again tho....kubo understands teenagers....

lsdkfj and her ringtone...

oh it’s ryuuken! <3 ahh right bc uryuu was right outside ichigo’s house but dad wasn’t home~ (probably out doing shinigami sht)

“it’s important to share information” YEAH LIKE UR ONE TO TALK RYUUKEN

does ichigo know that his dad knows ryuuken? like if only bc they’re both doctors?

isn’t this like a horror movie....ig ichigo can’t help it wanting to protect everyone & stuff. but i wonder if this kind of feeling could lead him to empathize with tatsuki more? or bc it’s so temporary it doesn’t matter?

Ch431: Welcome to our Execution 3

“there’s something i want to talk to you about” / “i’m sure there is; otherwise you wouldn’t be calling me right?” pls...

look i know everything’s gonna be ok but this is so shady and the tension is building!! ichigo don’t do it!! yeah exactly ichigo you don’t have anyone else to turn to.....except yknow for ORIHIME, CHAD, URAHARA, TESSAI, JINTA, URURU, YOUR OWN FUCKING FATHER, LITERALLY HALF THE PEOPLE YOU KNOW?! well i get it. he’s too proud, and shady ramen guy has already started to wedge things in between him and the others....i’m surprised it’s already working this well but yknow. ichigo gonna ichigo i guess

Ch432: The Soul Pantheism

the moon is still crescent but i’ll let it slide since it’s the next day but....not much longer kubo!!

damn chad showing ur cleavage

Ch433: The Six Fullbringers

so the sword collapses into a cross necklace....*szayel voice* QUINCY!!!

yet another ichigo reaction face...well, that hollow thingy is true....

so is this all bullshit? is the other person born of a shinigami and human supposed to be karin (or are we supposed to think it’s karin and it’s someone else/no one at all bc they lied)?

Ch434: Berry In The Box

Ch435: Panic at the Dollhouse

...lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her dollhouse out?

god this is fucken ridiculous i love it. well this is ichigo after all, he’s gonna make things harder for himself and fight on hard mode

Ch436: The Time Discipline

awww ichigo and chad....

Ch437: Swastika Break

anyway i was curious and i looked up the meaning of the symbol...”buddha’s footprints” huh, interesting.

“experience or instinct?” (eyes emoji intensify)

Ch438: Knuckle Down

iiiiiiinteresting. is this like that redacted thing with hearing the voice

tsukishima looks like tensa kind of. (also, is it ‘tsuki’ like moon....yes lmao) so is this the point when kubo’s art style gets a bit more samey...

Ch439: Keen Marker

how do these ppl know about ichigo & co anyway. were they stalking? do they know someone?

Ch440: Mute Friendship

SUSHIGAWARA-KUN ORIHIME P L S

so....orihime is fighting the false memories huh....or was she meant to. 

oooh so are they really fighting with tsukishima & co or is that another lie?

Ch441: Spotlight Brocken

YES GOOD UNAGI!!! ICHIGO REALLY NEEDS TO HEAR THAT....ahh i get it tho in your late teens you feel like you ~~are~~/should be an adult already ok! and ichigo’s had a lot dumped on him, and actual ancient adults like yamajii & unohana have leaned on him but he is still so young.

the moon is still crescent. kubo......

so either isshin and urahara are hooking up or there’s some shady business dealing going on or.

i guess we’ll never know >:(

Ch442: Battlefield Shallows, Otherfield Abyss

“would you say the same thing on the battlefield”/“probably” PLS

Ch443: Dirty Boots Dangers

anyway this arc so far has all the pulpy suspense and plots on top of plots and misdirection of the soul society arc mixed with a lesser degree of the urban fantasy from the first arc (and a bit of a different kind...a bit noir-ish? night streets and alleys ig?)

WAIT THAT “3 in a row is when i’m most vulnerable” that’s definitely a callback to something...is it the gin fight? grimmjow? i don’t remember and idt i wrote that down ughhhh i’m gonna have to go back and search for it. well i guess it was urahara?! thanks kubo for knowing that readers would forget :’)

Ch444: The Rising

so is ginjou flat-out lying or did tsukishima mind-wipe him!!! man this is so exciting

Ch445: The Dark Beat

“his true form is one where he is wreathed in power” that’s very....fitting heh

ohhhh yes back to the glorious kubo panels!

chad why are you surprised? you’ve seen ichigo train before. and rather than fullbringing isn’t he just doing quincy shit with reiatsu?

Ch446: The Dark Beat 2

aww yeah sword fight

Ch447: Load

thinking about my fave metallica album <3

oh maybe the moon is a little fuller? i can’t really tell....nah

Ch448: Loading to Lie

“i’ve never thought about it, not even once” / “then why did you make me say that?” sldkjf

“if kurosaki-kun needs my power for what he’s chosen to do, i’ll use my power for that purpose, no matter what it is” ORIHIMEEEEEE

Ch449: Not Be A Drug

or maybe we will know? is this urahara & isshin sht a red herring?

Ch450: Blind Solitude

orihime ilu

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What was the first element of your OC that you remember considering (name, appearance, backstory, etc.)?

i wanted moire to be tied to the ocean; i grew up very close to the water and have always felt a connection with it. i love tumblr’s obsession with variation on mermaid mythology, but i actively went in search of other mythologies to play around with because i wanted the freedom to develop something new. i also adamantly wanted her to be creepy. for anyone who doesn’t know yet, moire is partially born out of my enduring fear of slenderman lsdkjd 

fun moire first draft facts!

she was almost a selkie lsdkfj 

she was really into synthwave for some reason but that was out the window immediately as soon as i started writing her in the rp

i developed her specifically for the rp but she comes from a long line of Rough and Obnoxious protagonists who i’ve written over the years… i love writing messy loyal girls and it probably shows dlfkj 

Is there any significance behind their hair color?

probably on a subconscious level i associate red with anger and passion and blood and vibrancy, all of things that have been a part of her character since the beginning, but at the time i just thought curly red hair was probably going to be the only thing that made her look vaguely Human from afar, since when you get up close it’s pretty obvious that something isn’t Quite Right

How far past the canon events that take place in their world have you extended their story, if at all?

i’ve kicked around some ideas, but the main gist that there’s no rest for the weary, and moire’s always going to be working towards atonement in some form or another. she’s already so much happier now than she was before coming to wsc; for now, that’s more than she’d ever dared to hope for, and she actively avoids thinking about the future. in the immediate next few weeks, she and misha are headed to busan for summer: part ii.

What is the most recent thing you’ve discovered about your OC?

i finally started nailing down what the kraken actually looks like! before, i just knew it was Big and Eldritch and spoke in Tongues. but instead of just being a giant cephalopod, it’s got crustacean elements as well, along with a huge beak and a solid fifteen feet of mass that’s held up by a central core of exoskeleton. the more powerful the finfolk, the larger the kraken, so while moire’s is okay at best compared to everyone else at court, morag and the queen’s kraken forms are large enough to take down oil tankers.