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frothingatthemaw · 4 months ago

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okay i dont think itll fit in one ask but here we go (and by it haha well lets justr say the entire podcast)

MAG 1 anglerfish

the magnus institute is a research organization for the supernatural (oooOOoOoO). they take statements of people who have had Paranormal™ experiences !! jonathan sims believes most of them are fake.

our beloved head archivist jonathan "jon" sims was promoted (by the head of the institute) (elias bouchard) from researcher to !! head archivist !! of the magnus institute, london !!!! because the one before him (gertrude robinson) is missing (oooooo) (she died). the year is 2016 and he started at the institute in 2012 also i might give you specific episodes later just so you can hear peoples voices yk yk

but !! he has been assigned two (three (3)) assistants !! tim stoker, sasha james, and martin blackwood !! he Does Not like martin.

the archives are VERY disorganized !! the files are not all in their right boxes and the boxes have some strange labels like 86-91 G/H

most of the (thousands of) statements are handwritten or typed on a typewriter, with no digital/audio copy. "in fact, i believe the first computer to ever enter this room is the laptop i have brought in today". he is making audio recordings of statements. also. this is all recorded on a tape recorder. (attempts to record many of the statements on his laptop have been met with significant audio distortion) (but not all of them) (btw a lot of this is direct quotes. i am not currently listening to tma i just know it) (what autism does to a mf)

because the investigation and research isnt included in the files, tim, sasha, and martin have to do supplementary research. and he will Read them at the end of each statement. but since its super super disorganized the order of the statements is. not. like there just is no order its random

BUT !!!!! statement time

statement of nathan watts. regarding an encounter on old fishmarket close, edinburgh. statement given april 22, 2012.

statements are given in first person but im just gonna summarize

SO. this guy is at college (or uni as the brits say) (for biochem) (it was a few years before he gave the statement thats probably important to note) and he has a weird birthday + took a gap year so hes like 2 years older than his classmates which means he tends to hang out with older students

so hes at a party for his friend michael mccauley because he got accepted into an earth science masters and theyre down at a place drinking very disruptively so they have the place to themselves

so now hes drunk so he decides to walk (30 minutes) (very hilly) home (he did resist going home but he went anyways a bit later) but so hes walking home and he has a bit of a tumble stumble (on account of the hills) (steep) (he is drunk) so he has a cigarette to calm himself

suddenly (gasp) there is a Guy in an alleyway next to him and he asks "can i have a cigarette" and so our man nathan is a bit unnerved but he holds out a cigarette nonetheless but the alley guy doesnt move and keeps Swaying (hes swaying) and says it again

the guy had a Blank face and was lookin kinda sickly and was Swaying some more (from the waist)

so then the alley guy asks again and then statement giver nathan is like. woahg that guys mouth is not moving. so then he looks at Alley Figures feet and well gosh golly they are not on the ground

so he drops his cigarette and turns on his phone flashlight but then the Alley Figure disappears (folding in by the waist) (like they were tied to a string that suddenly got pulled tight)

so hes looking in the alleyway and he sees nothing. its just a boring old alley.

so he goes back to the Public where there are People due to it is Public and goes home the rest of the way in a taxi. and then he goes to bed mimimi

and then the next day after doing hangover stuff he goes to the Spot again to look at it while the Sun is out. but nothing happens. and there is an unsmoked cigarette (marlboro red)

he looks it up and theres nothing. he tells his friends and they go erm well you were drunk but hes never hallucinated while drunk but nobody believes him

and then a few days later a student disappears. john fellows. who was at the party longer than nathan and in the picture on his missing poster he has a pack of marlboro red cigarettes in his pocket (woahg)

nathan has not quit smoking. but he does take more taxis

STATEMENT ENDS

what a first episode !! crazy right so now the research

- no evidence to prove this. our beloved archivist was going to refile this statement in the discredited section that he made because hes a skeptic

- BUT. sasha (love her) found missing person reports from between 2005 and 2010 and there were six (6) people who went missing there in those years

- jessica mc something in 05

- sarah baldwin in 06

- daniel raulings(?) in december 06

- ashley dobbson? and meghan shorr in may and june 08

- john fellows in march 2010

they were all unsolved !! baldwin and shorr were smokers but we dont know about the rest

sasha also found the last picture taken by ashleys phone that was sent to her sister, captioned "check out this drunk creeper, LOL" (pls note he says el oh el like the letters personally offended him its really funny) except the picture is an empty alleyway (the same one described in the statement)

sasha increased contrast and it shows the outline of a very long hand at waist height of ur average guy. and the hand looks like its beckoning.

END EPISODE ONE

i love tma so much bro why can't my stupid brain let me do anything..... guys can't have anything around here smh smh /silly

i love you jon so bad.....

also. i did listen to this episode but my brain got a little confused with it (i cannot visualize things in my brain well) so this has made me understand this episode a hell of a lot better, thank you <3 this was so pleasant to read, it's laid out very well and very informative for the shorter formant <3 thank you beloved arson!!!!!!! doing god's work for me fr

i also want to note i have listened/read the first 5 episodes (6 being the next i haven't heard), but i would love to hear more even about the episodes i do know, because you telling me about them helps me a lot to understand all of it better :] no pressure though but feel 100% free to come back and do this anytime at all, i would genuinely love to hear more <333

thank you again, love hearing about this ^v^

#ender.txt #askbox #mutual.arson #tma asks

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 1 year ago

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FINALLY GOT AROUND TO READING THIS…. putting all my thoughts under the cut bc this will probably get long again …. :’3

RIKOOOO I LOVED THIS SM…..

gahhh it hurt so much to read tho :((( the idea of gojo accidentally killing you genuinely hurts me physically like. can u imagine the guilt. ive always seen him as very protective of his loved ones so i feel like this would legitimately break him …… T_T

and just. how DESPERATE he is…… hhhh. when it comes to angst, seeing that kind of desperation depicted is probably what gets to me most…. its just so :((( hes so scared in the beginning..,, so terrified at the idea of losing you and . ow. ow ow ow. :’(((( it hurts.

BUT. okok. ive said this before but !! i adore ur writing rikooo, its so pretty and flows so well and i just love love love ur descriptions…… 🥺🥺🥺 im just gonna go thru some lines n paragraphs i loved !! there r . a Lot lol.

he buried his face into your neck, smothering his painful hiccups as his burning tears rolled down your skin. in a fleeting thought— captured by the tangy sea breeze, he’d never looked more beautiful.

this is just !! so pretty. i 100% see satoru as a pretty crier btw thats so canon to me. but the idea of reader literally bleeding out and all they can think of is how beautiful satoru is ….. that’s SO bittersweet. so good. </3 (theyre just like me fr …)

“don’t blame yourself. it wasn’t your fault, gojo.”

(…)

“it was never your fault. ever. you’re perfect, satoru.”

THIS. got to me. reader telling him over n over not to blame himself, spending their last moments trying to stifle his guilt ……… :( the last part ESP hurt me. ”you’re perfect, satoru.” idk its just !! such a strong line it rly got to me…. and the way they switch from gojo to satoru too !! T_T i love how In Love reader is with him and vice versa, u can really feel that affection between them… the whole moment is just so tender and achy.

in this light, he looked like an angel. every color of the rainbow reflected through prisms in his tears, those mesmerizing glittering blue eyes of his that always—

no. just blue wouldn’t be accurate enough.

his eyes were like a kaleidoscope of monochrome— all splashed generously with rich lapis and stark cobalt, neutral navy and sparkling aquamarines.

GODDDD THIS IS SO PRETTY RIKO …….. im so jealous !! of ur writing !!! the last part is just downright gorgeous hhhhh you rly captured the beauty of his eyes … like i can SEE them in front of me ……. and again; reader only being able to think of how pretty and angelic satoru looks while they’re dying …. T_T and he’s freaking out but they’re just admiring him !! only seeing him !! oughh .

nothing more than a piece of sea glass, perhaps in the rough. yet to be refined by years of chipping and sanding, being tossed against the rocks by the unrelenting cycle of waves, drag and push ‘til the shape was smooth and there were no ridges to catch, no kinks to smoothen out, no fragile points to exploit.

to anyone else, he would seem unmovable. no weaknesses, only strengths. almost inhumane. that was the facade he tried to project, anyway.

try as he might to put up that shield of his— it never worked. at least, not with you. those round dark sunglasses that never let you catch a glimpse of the story behind his pupils always acted as a barrier between himself and the world, tucking away the fragile child within him and forcing the strongest to grow stronger.

but you’d never had trouble taking those pesky shades off; not between classes, not at shared tables with cartoons of strawberry milk between you and not on the long walks home past parks and couples with cherries of blush on their cheeks and families with smiles that seemed to shine brighter than the sun.

not behind closed doors or shared moments of intimacy, not when you’d forced them off his face and beneath your heel just so he would look at you for once and see you for who you really were. realize what he really meant to you.

perhaps that was his undoing. his achilles’ heel. letting you in when he could’ve— no, should’ve locked you out.

just.. this entire part …… ooooughhhh. i love love love !! this take on satoru. and i agree sm !! i think he puts all these walls up for a reason, but hes still only human and he cant help but grow to care for the people around him … but it always works out best for him when he doesnt :(

and him tucking the childish part of himself away !! being forced to grow up far too quickly !!! satoru is just such a sad and lonely character once u get down to it </3 i love him sm. u write him so well and thoughtfully !!

“don’t cry for me, ‘toru. maybe, once this is all over, we can… share one of shoko’s smokes together, and reminisce— about last spring…” you whispered, your muddled and chaotic thoughts suddenly clearing.

over a stick of cancer. really?

in your minds eye, you could picture it. the trickle of burning ember and ash from the stiff paper, representing each memory recounted and ticked off your fingers until it burnt to your skin, and brought you back to the present. past the memories. moving forward to make new ones.

i love you, satoru.

was that all you had ever been trying to say to him?

THIS ONE. god. this might be my fav part of the whole fic im just so obsessed. i collapsed. your writing is seriously sooo pretty ….. i love ur descriptions n just how well ur writing flows !! the bittersweetness of reader wishing for them to reminisce over their spring together … and then . over a stick of cancer. really? to bring u back down… and then the gorgeous, drawn out paragraph after that…

and then. the last line ….. which actually just hit me like a bullet to the head tbh LIKE. GOD. that’s gonna live rent free in my brain for all of time im not even exaggerating. i cant pinpoint exactly why but it just rly …. scratches a certain corner of my brain. was that all you had ever been trying to say to him? i just !! adore it. sm.

(he thinks it’s cruel that his brilliant blue irises get to experience the lifetime ahead of him, always glowing with the life you should’ve had. but the again, he’s grateful for them; to them for letting him see the twinkle in your eye when you called him ‘toru oh so sweetly, or letting him witness the affection in your infectious grin when you pressed a kiss to his cherry red cheek after sneaking a bite of the powdered sugary crepe in his hand with a little chirp of ‘sharing is caring, satoru.’)

:’( sniffle. i love these lil glimpses u give us of just how sweet n precious reader was to satoru …. how in love they were. i feel like i can see all those warm colours w how you describe everything, n then when u bring us back to reader dying all i see is gray and blue. thats so impressive to me !!!!!! just the vibes and colours of ur writing .. i feel it so deeply hhh.

AND. god. goddddd. this line is just so, so gorgeous and summer-y and beautiful. literally so good. i fell to my knees. ”satoru denies everything.” the way you build it all up just to bring it down to that is …. so good riko it rewired my whole brain chemistry.

the little sway of the section of dark hair in front of his eye that he liked to call ‘bangs’ (should be singular. arguments and wounded prides have often ensued whenever the topic approached this)

AND THEN THIS PHSHDJD thank u for at least giving us this one lil comedic moment ….. this was so funny AND I AGREE W SATORU that man does NOT have bangs he has A Bang. we love him and his fucked up bang though <33

as such, it is customary to say farewell to endings, but welcome the beginnings. and who’s to say the two can’t intertwine; coincide? perhaps they show up as one and the same.

after all, you had meant the end to his isolation and the beginning to his affection.

the notion only drove the knife of your death deeper, as it happened. so which is best? to leave the blade in, or pull it out? either way, it hurts. but he can’t just let it fester, infect, mold over time in his chest— and so he pulls it out. despite the sleep it costs him. the anguish it brings him.

“we’ll find a way, satoru. after all, we’re the strongest, aren’t we?”

aaaand finally !!!!…. this whole final part just went so hard. so bittersweet !! but also hopeful !! so which is best? to leave the blade in, or pull it out? i love this lineeee and how symbolic it is of how one deals with grief… and how satoru chooses to pull the knife out and move on T_T despite the sleep it costs him, despite the anguish it brings him… hes so strong !!! i wanna give him a hug….

also this might not have been intentional on ur part but !! i love the implication that suguru is there to help him and push him forward … even just a little bit ….. even though that’ll end up falling apart too when sugu defects :( but still !!! stsg my beloveds <3

aaaaa all in all !! i hope this ended up (somewhat) coherent pshdjdj but i adored this riko !! im so in awe of your writing, i loved this piece !! :D i dont read much satoru angst generally so this was a nice change of pace too, u did his character sm justice n just … yeah. this was so so good !!!

spring of life and death —. gojo satoru x reader

warnings: character death, light descriptions of gore (wounded, blood) i don’t think there’s anything else…..????? idk though - gojo experiences his very first lost with the one he thought would be there for the rest of them .

now would be a great time to mention that i haven’t written in ages and i also don’t know how to write gojo and this may or may not have belonged to another chara i found in my drafts from like 2021

your ears were ringing.

your world had been spinning along its axis normally just a few moments ago— you think its unfair how quickly things can escalate.

but the thoughts dim and dull in your fogged mind when you feel a hand on your cheek. gentle, delicate— like it’s holding a fragile flower in its palm, ever so careful not to crush the last breath of life from the petals and stalks even as it beholds the withering of the leaves; watching the thing wash gray and drift away.

“satoru…”

“please don’t cry, satoru.” you murmured, mustering a weak smile as he tentatively lifted his head up from your bleeding body, crimson waves slowly spreading across the mossy cracked pavement.

the sky was dark, ominous clouds gathering over the remains of what had become of a distant shrine tucked away in the hazy mountain tops of kyoto, as the two of you lay isolated in a large stone gazebo, the dead bodies of mutilated curses strewn all around you beginning to slowly disintegrate and disperse. cliffs stretched high above the murky water around the bay, covered in age old stone and soft moss.

you lifted a hand weakly, unable to do much as you felt your strength seeping through your body, releasing as you fought to remain conscious. it felt as though everything had slipped out of your hands, after years of desperately hanging on to it. your life had been yanked out of your own feeble hands as soon as you had stepped foot in that deceiving, bright taxi.

you gently laid your hand on satoru’s red cheek, glistening with fresh crystal tears, a snag, rip, and tear in his sleeve where he’d torn off the rudimentary uniform fabric in a frenzy to bandage your flowing wound.

it was tragic, truly. he hadn’t been careful with his application of blue, and you’d been caught in the cross fire, curse for curse and human all subject to the tornado of debris and stone that his cursed technique wrought upon the dilapidated clearing.

“don’t—“ you mumbled, cutting off abruptly as an unwelcome coughing fit rocked your fragile body, blood splattering in your hands and leaking from the crevices between your stiff fingers— those that used to hug satoru’s own thin digits between them— as you covered your dry mouth and tried to smother the hacking pain in your throat; the burning sensation that dried your mouth and pricked at your fading consciousness.

now, the only thing your hands held were the coalescing essence of seeping crimson life and the cold swirling air that remained from an effect of your cursed energy. so empty and numb.

“don’t blame yourself. it wasn’t your fault, gojo.”

his heart squeezed tight in his chest, nostalgia gripping him in a vice as memories of your first night with the school came rushing back like high tide in his mind.

“no… no—! this can’t happen.” he muttered, panic overriding his shakily hopeless demeanor. his voice was loud, cracking; it erupted from the eroding stone rooftops, carried over aging terraces into the rich green trees overhead. the small waver in it was impossible to miss, and even more so to ignore.

“i can bring you to yaga. surely he knows how to care for someone, right? maybe shoko has special first aid knowledge from her cursed technique, or maybe suguru can help you somehow… please, stay with me [name]! don’t go.” he cried, his hand desperately fumbling to clutch yours as you looked on with sadness.

it was, truly, such a shame. the sun had long since passed its crux in the arch of the firmament, casting its warm golden glow that refracted and dappled through speckled leaves and cracks in the wood onto the melancholy scene below.

in this light, he looked like an angel. every color of the rainbow reflected through prisms in his tears, those mesmerizing glittering blue eyes of his that always—

no. just blue wouldn’t be accurate enough.

his eyes were like a kaleidoscope of monochrome— all splashed generously with rich lapis and stark cobalt, neutral navy and sparkling aquamarines. it was as if there was an entire rainbow of the soothing color in his irises, dimensions of depth and fragments that rivaled the ridges of the seas and the layers of the earth. though, this rainbow only consisted of the tranquil tone; but at this very moment, the only hue you could catch in the dying light was one of pure blues. and not in the sense of an artist’s taste for palettes, but in the sense of sadness. regret, guilt, and above all— pain.

“satoru.”

he paused through a flurry of sniffles and held-back tears, glancing at you with trepidation and a growing uneasiness as he noticed your lack of breath. it was like you were struggling for air.

the thought only frightened him more.

“promise me.. that you’ll take care of them.” you murmured, as your body began to lax against your own will. a familiar feeling of release came over you, like lying in bed after a long day. only this time, you wouldn’t be able to get back up.

“don’t say that. we can look after them together, right?” satoru pleaded, reaching forward as you lurched back. he gently grabbed your shoulder, shifting his hand onto your back so he could pull you up and into his arms, cradling you delicately as if you were a crystal glass ornament, threatening to shatter at any given moment.

if you were an ornament, so beautiful and yet so fragile— than what was he?

surely, in his eyes: nothing more than a piece of sea glass, perhaps in the rough. yet to be refined by years of chipping and sanding, being tossed against the rocks by the unrelenting cycle of waves, drag and push ‘til the shape was smooth and there were no ridges to catch, no kinks to smoothen out, no fragile points to exploit.

to anyone else, he would seem unmovable. no weaknesses, only strengths. almost inhumane. that was the facade he tried to project, anyway.

perhaps that was his undoing. his achilles’ heel. letting you in when he could’ve— no, should’ve locked you out.

“‘toru… you’re strong. everyone knows you are. remember that this was never..” you trailed off, another coughing fit causing you to shake and sputter, blood splattering over your tattered clothes.

“it was never your fault. ever. you’re perfect, satoru.”

he only stared at you, tears welling up in his swirling blue eyes. his fists were clenched, and you thought for an instant that—

well, not like you’d ever be able to tell if it was his blood that mixed with yours in the limp palm of your hand or just your own. if you’d mistaken the clench of his fingers so tight into his own skin that he’d drawn his own blood with those long digits for… a lesser show of emotion.

that’s how it always was with him. you never quite knew if it was only your love gushing from your open heart, or if there was a droplet of his mixed in there too. or maybe, a trickle of it. perhaps even a waterfall. with him? you could never, ever tell. it often presented itself much differently from what it truly was. much like its owner.

over a stick of cancer. really?

i love you, satoru.

was that all you had ever been trying to say to him?

perhaps, from the very beginning, the fates had ordained it to be this way. and try as you might, you could never escape their elaborate tapestry of cruel life.

“i love you, satoru.” you mumbled, and with all your remaining strength, you barely pulled yourself up, tugging him down from his neck as his soft lips met yours. the kiss was bittersweet in every sense of the word— if colors and phrases were tangible, then he’d label it a dreaded farewell, a deep melancholy departure— something that hurts so, so much but is inevitable all the same. truly, he thinks it’s so pathetic how he was reduced to nothing in a mere instant.

then again, you always seemed to have that effect on him.

he watched in silent anguish as your eyes glazed over, the last fading pieces of your fleeting consciousness swirling away from your broken body as your hand fell limp to your side, final words lingering in the air. his body screams at him to do something— take your cold hands and intertwine your soft fingers with his, light the life in your eyes again with some fairytale kiss that he yearns to take the two of you away from this goddamned world. but it’s too bad, really. there’s nothing to do about what’s already been done.

after a long moment— what could’ve been a few seconds or a lifetime, he couldn’t tell— satoru pulled away from you, your lips cold and foreign to him, lacking the luster and warmth of the person he knew the best. his lover.

“i love you too, [name].” he whispered, his voice breaking. he felt so small and insignificant, time stretching on in a cruel instant as if to mock him for this happenstance he brought upon himself. it was a scary, unfamiliar feeling. that’s how things had always been with you; letting you in, relying on someone— letting you see him for who he really was had always been a terrifying thing to him. but this time he knows you won’t be there to smother the fire and ash of reluctance with sweet kisses and words like crystalline water to douse the malevolent anxieties; he knows he’ll be alone again as tears began to flow and flow once more from his ever bright eyes, like a relentless waterfall that slowly shaped rocks and eroded banks over time.

time, eons and centuries.

and for all the next, which he would have to start afoot on a path that left a cold vacancy by his side, the wind blowing against his back a harsh and cruel reminder.

when it comes to this very mission, on this fateful summer day where the dried streams sang trickling melodies into open fields of green and when the cacophony of the cicadas’ buzz subdues the shrill scream of fireworks rising over a summer festival, satoru denies everything. so what if he spent an extra hour or two there? he was just patrolling the area to make sure the presence of curses was completely exterminated; doing his duty as a sorcerer to protect the weak. it’s none of shoko’s business what your final words to him were and it certainly isn’t any of suguru’s to ask what he did with your body.

of course he disposed of it properly. he would never endanger anyone else so carelessly, again.

of course he didn’t spend an eternity by your side after the glint of adoration in your eyes had been extinguished, crying his eyes out into your empty chest which had a void instead of a heartbeat. the silence had never been more loud. to him, at least.

of course he was fine. of course. it didn’t take six eyes to see that—

“—dumbass. i’m fine. lay off, would you?” he scoffed, kicking the ground in frustration and stirring up a small cloud of dust on the faded bricks in the pavement, years of wear from generations of those before clear in the smoothness of the surface.

like a piece of sea glass. but this one was supporting another that was still in the rough. still sharp to the edges, still fragile in all the wrong places—

still breakable, with enough pressure and force and precision.

he didn’t need suguru’s… whatever it was. concern? yeah. concern. he shouldn’t go sticking his sharp nose into places it didn’t belong. only one person had ever burrowed into his heart like that. satoru was content to let the others try.

the dark-haired boy in question groaned, rubbing his temple and letting out an exasperated sigh that, satoru assumed, was drawn out in exaggeration. the little sway of the section of dark hair in front of his eye that he liked to call ‘bangs’ (should be singular. arguments and wounded prides have often ensued whenever the topic approached this) was irritating satoru to no end.

“come on, satoru. you—“

you don’t understand.

a thousand flowers of mourning and a bed of roses would never be enough for you. those were the thoughts that echoed and swirled in his hazy mind as he picked your lifeless body up, cringing at the way your limbs went slack, like a ragdoll. those were the thoughts he never dared to vocalize when he was irresistibly close to you, and still he couldn’t bring himself to speak the words lodged in his throat when he settled you down in a small green clearing a little ways away so he could appreciate your beauty and let himself wallow in self-loathing and despair for a little longer before going on with the correct procedures.

that was the smallest moment of respite he’d allowed himself. to finally feel weak for a little while. it was unfair, he thinks— the strongest, and yet he still can’t do anything against the unending march of time or the seemingly merciless web of fate the universe entangled him in, like a fly in a spider’s cradle.

in truth, he’d never felt more weak in his entire life. loss effects everyone equally, without bias or prejudice. no matter who you are. in some way, he was thankful to you; you’d taught him that, but he thinks some part of him would despise you just a little bit for giving him an unwarranted crash course.

the feeling was unfamiliar to him. but it would become like an old friend over time; one that remained even after all those who brought joy to him left.

when they were there, they brought solace. when they left, they gave loneliness.

some people are so selflessly generous in that way, right? never taking. always giving.

departure is common. people wave goodbye with a farewell and a bittersweet smile upon their faces as they bid adieu to what’s behind them and strive towards what lies ahead, willingly or otherwise. but goodbyes are not always final. after a long and toiling journey, the weary wanderer finds comfort in the presence of his family. the traveler finds comfort after a trial of hardship in his kin, and the adventurer comes home to a warm meal and a happy home.

it’s difficult to say the same for a sorcerer— a normal life is always a hair out of reach— a glimpse into pattern and routine, a dream of stability and relationship. but just that.

a dream. nothing more. beautiful, fleeting, and never to manifest or become tangible.

nevertheless, things end, but many more will begin.

as such, it is customary to say farewell to endings, but welcome the beginnings. and who’s to say the two can’t intertwine; coincide? perhaps they show up as one and the same.

after all, you had meant the end to his isolation and the beginning to his affection.

“we’ll find a way, satoru. after all, we’re the strongest, aren’t we?”

but healing takes time, even if such a thing can seem heartless. and there is no rush or emotion, no presence or practice that could ever seal the broken and shattered heart faster than time itself would gently mend it back together.

so he lets the sand trickle, and lets life run its course. without you.

i actually originally wrote this for lyle collodi from hi3 so that’s y gojo just randomly accidentally kills u i’m sorry if it’s a stretch

my (riaki) stuff. don’t repost and/or plagiarize !

#loved loved loved this <3 #fr riko im gonna be thinking of some of these lines forever n ever #:( i just want him to be happy …..#petition to give satoru gojo a government assigned hug

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meteorherd · 3 years ago

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no pressure to answer rn but What r those opinions on representation in the experimental era owo

YESSS okay well if i went through each film individually i think id be here for a good few days. so i'll try to keep it brief as possible. also since we're talking about people of color im probably only gonna mention emperors new groove, atlantis, lilo and stitch, and brother bear since everything else was either exclusively white or about like. animals or something. though im sure something can also be said about coding john silver to be considerably darker than the other characters in treasure planet but i'll have to think about that a little more

a very general trend, i would say, is that since a lot of experimental era stories are characterized by NOT being based on public domain content or fairytales, so the decision to make the characters be of color seems less like an obligation as it did with their older films like mulan or aladdin. and i think that sort of lends itself to how pretty much NONE of these four movies seem like classic "disney" movies or even by the same studio when you put them side by side. there was a looot more experimentation with style instead of disneys sameface so a lot of the characters actually seemed to HAVE ethnic features instead of being the same cgi template that sort of just looks like elsa or rapunzel but Brown. i really love this era in general specifically because all the movies seemed to be doing their own thing stylistically. id argue that creative freedom also ended up bleeding into showing different cultures in their stories too for this era at least

ohhh man okay well im gonna talk about atlantis first because it is SHIT when it comes to representation its a horrible white savior narrative. i do still like the art style, a lot of the side characters are interesting but they are all ultimately just that. side characters. kida herself is horribly sexualized and reduced to a plot device + love interest DESPITE initially showing hints of a personality before turning into said plot device but you know. anyways representation-wise atlantis is a white savior story through and through but i think what makes that sting more is that an INSANE amount of thought was put into literally every other aspect of the film. they literally got the guy who invented klingon for star trek to make up the entire language of atlantean for their 90-something-minute movie, only to have it barely show up or even get mentioned in the final thing. the first two acts of the movie and original script were 2 hours and 150 pages long, respectively. but they didnt give a shit researching about any specific culture for the atlanteans it makes me so mad. BUT i think atlantis is important to address talking about representation in this era of disney because its just a really good lesson on what not to do lmao especially in the sense of making a character ambiguously brown.

OK emperors new groove. i could go on forever actually. especially considering the original version was supposed to be kingdom of the sun which was this huuuge fancy traditional disney-style musical about kuzco falling in love with some peasant girl (if youre curious about that btw definitely check out the documentary the sweatbox! its on youtube), and i think ultimately turning the movie into a comedy is what saved it. i think there would have been a lot of issues with representation had it actually tried to be a renaissance-style story. but INTERESTINGLY ENOUGH. this movie actually sparked a debate on indigenous land rights, because the original ending had kuzco raze a rainforest to build kuzcotopia, and sting, who worked on the soundtrack, ended up pointing out how insensitive that is particularly because the story features indigenous south americans even if the movie's not a "serious" one. i absolutely hate when this movie gets compared to el dorado just because they came out the same year and feature indigenous south americans and theyre both "haha funny" because emperors new groove actually Did end up sparking a meaningful discussion on indigenous portrayals, surprisingly, AND it doesnt have a horrible white savior story or sexualize any brown people. that being said though it does still have the trope of a person of color becoming an animal. i think its like...easier to forgive here given the story context but like. still a tiring trope. -_- SO YEAH while this movie is obviously NOT a pinnacle of representation i find it really interesting how it basically set the stage for turning to cultures that arent white for their stories even before lilo and stitch ended up truly opening the gates for that in mainstream animated films.

and lilo and stitch i believe ive already sort of given a rundown on hfkjghkj but i do always contrast it with brother bear in the sense that lilo and stitch had a story that was built around the culture they decided for the movie, while brother bear quite LITERALLY had the inuit culture slapped onto the story. like would you believe me if i said the original story for brother bear was based off king lear. and it was about actual bears, not a guy who turned into one. one thing especially that i compare with these two movies is that lilo and stitch had an actual hawaiian chorus for their songs, while brother bear had phil collins and a BULGARIAN WOMEN'S CHOIR for the transformation sequence. because they thought it sounded "mystical" and "foreign" enough it makes me sooo mad. and of course the trope of a person of color becoming an animal again. yeah i dont have tooo too much to say about brother bear's rep mostly because of how last minute a lot of the movie's decisions regarding it were. i also need to point out this is michael eisner's fault as well. he wanted more films about animals because he wanted to relive the success of the lion king, so we ended up with something that was made even worse in context because it was supposed to be about Just Animals and then the idea of putting people of color in there was added in afterwards.

UMMM so my general consensus of representation in the experimental era is that i think emperors new groove actually surprisingly opened up the idea for it but then lilo and stitch ultimately ended up bringing it more mainstream. but atlantis and brother bear are both important to look at too because they show how ultimately, this era was about disney trying to relive its renaissance glory INCLUDING the racism from that era. but more creative freedom in the 2d departments because of the supposed "death" of 2d animation ended up allowing for some freedom in storytelling too even if it wasnt always necessarily Good representation. okay hopefully this all makes sense bye <3

#antanpilot #ty arya ^_^ im so sorry for how long this is btw.#mailbox

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is-that-another-soulmate-au · 4 years ago

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Alright let's try this Soulmate body switch AU I'm also attempting this whole "make a tag" thing... bare with me, ive only actually used this app for like 4 days now im gonna go with "RayMakesSoulmates" for now... uhm, idk what else to go with uhhhhh yeah, names Ray btw...

Okay here we go. The idea of switching bodies is something a bit strange to me so let me make this work for me.

Basically it happens once a year after you either turn 17 or meet your soulmate. If its the latter then there has to be alot of turmoil and confusion on one side to trigger the first switch because it does not happen at the first encounter. However after the first encounter you'll sometimes have little blurry dreams that are in fact core memories of your soulmate. But theyre always too blurry to point out who's involved and sounds are too muffled to pin point any specific noises words or what have you.

Now, the dreams don't happen every night but they happen often enough that you are made aware that you have met your soulmate at some point recently.

So after Zuko visits the south and they begin their cat and mouse game around the world Zuko often has blurry dreams of white with black falling what he thinks is people screaming and what he knows is muffled crying. While Sokka has random dreams of what he thinks is someone moving away into the darkness and someone screaming out to them but he can't figure out what they're saying. Another dream he has is a blurry glow of bright blue and crying. There's also one that shows up more often than the other two, its when he sees what he believes is someone moving towards him saying something, but its muffled, then a bright light and muffled screaming and crying.

However after Ba Sing Se Sokka has a dream that's clear and vivid, not muffled and not blurry. After he takes a moment from shooting up to a sitting position he realizes that this is not a dream, he's switched bodies. Standing up and moving the blankets off of him he looks around and sees the there are fire nation items everywhere, it looks like he's in a royal bedroom. He elects to keep calm as he moves towards where he thinks is a bathroom, he is correct and when he looks into the mirror he freezes. His heart drops into his stomach. Sokka can hardly believe what he's looking at. Staring back at him is not his face, but Zuko's. He reaches up to touch the scar on Zuko's face. While yes he has control over his body and he doesn't exactly know how to act 'firenation' let alone 'fire nation royalty' he stands straight. "This won't last longer than 3 hours." He reminds himself

"What won't last longer than three hours?" Azula's voice breaks through

Instantly on edge and irritated Sokka- ahem Zuko turns to Azula "what do you want Azula?" He says in a voice thats much less irritated, theyre siblings right? So they have to be chummy right

"Oo! You sound so much less angry!" She muses "disgusting, anyways, Mai wanted me to let you know she's leaving today"

Why would he care about that? Oh they must be friends? Maybe they're dating? Okay, don't screw this up "uh, okay"

"Aw don't be so sad Zuzu~ you two would have never worked out anyways, her and Ty Lee switched bodies just three days ago. It was honestly was kind of amusing watching her string you along" This is not how siblings normally talk to eachother. He just glared at Azula "alright alright sheesh, ill leave you alone" he found something to write on and quickly jotted down the conversation because if he was given that information Zuko would need it.

Meanwhile Zuko shot awake and found himself lying next to appa Katara and Aang, so he is alive huh? Confused he figured he must be dreaming until he realized his vision was clear and nothing was muffled. He was below deck on a fire nation ship. He paused a moment before he stood and noticed Sokka's boomerang beside him. He lifed it and saw Sokka in the reflection. His reaction seemed to mirror(haha get it) Sokka's when he saw Zuko in the mirror. But he dropped the boomerang and it made a loud bang which woke the other two up "Sokka what are you doing, the sun is barely up"

He paused and cleared his throat. Okay, sure he's been chasing them he needs to not blow this "uh, sorry, nightmare"

Katara shifted and turned to him, a genuine look of worry in her eyes "do you want to talk about it?" She asked in a tone that reminded him of his mother. Genuine love.

He forced himself not to tear up at the memory and just shook his head "no, I honestly can't remember it. Just scared me is all" the hesitation in Katara's expression before she responded was strange to him

"Alright, if you say so, do you mind going and asking dad to change the course? We need to stop and get supplies"

His hesitation and expression probably made her realize what happened "okay, youre not Sokka right now are you?" He froze and nodded slowly "alright, you dont have to tell me who you are, but I'll help you through the motions, Aang and I switched back in Ba Sing Se, that was the day when you questioned why I said I'd fly around, er- or that was when Sokka questioned me" okay she was a little more accepting of this than he thought.

"Uhm, okay, yeah, right, uhm, I don't want to blow this so can you just uh show me around? I'm sure Sokka knows all the people he's- oh agni he's gonna meet my dad" zuko internally cringed.

In that moment it seemed to click with Katara "alright, so you're telling me your Zuko"

Zuko flinched and backed up against the wall "look I dont know what you want me to do about this, but I promise you that I'm not going to ruin anything, I know I messed up, hell Sokka's probably noticing that my family doesn't work like yours does. I've been so confused my whole life okay, I'm sorry I betrayed you in Ba Sing Se, my sister has a way of manipulating me. I just hope he doesn't get hurt, he probably doesn't know he needs to keep his mouth shut in my family." Zuko was panicking when Katara reached out

"Zuko, zuko what do you mean?" Her voice shaky

"Look I cant tell you everything, I cant tell you my life story not right now, I need to get through with this. If we meet again, which I hope we do, ill tell you then. But right now, please just show me what Sokka goes through day to day. I know he's not gonna like what happens on the other end, I just hope it doesn't go too bad."

Katara nodded "alright well. Let me walk you around and let you learn the peoples names, ill just say hi to them and say their names." She paused "but first, tell me about your mother, i dont know if I believe it anymore"

He sighed before telling her the entire story.

Meanwhile at the palace Sokka was sitting in a war meeting knowing to keep his mouth shut unless spoken to. He didnt want to set people off or let them know he wasn't actually Zuko. The topic of the earth kingdome came up and Ozai turned to him "Zuko, you've spent time among the Earth kingdom citizens. What information do you have?"

"Uh, the Earth kingdoms citizens are strong willed and hopeful, as long as they have hope they will not yeild"

"Hmmm, I see, we need to crush their hope"

"Well, thats not what I-"

"I think we should take their precious hope and burn it to the ground!" Azula cuts in

"Yes, yes good idea Azula" Oh no

About an hour after the meeting the switch flipped, Sokka made notes about everything that he found important in time before the switch was over.

After they switched back Sokka found his sister and grabbed her shoulders "Katara, I have to tell you something, I just got back from a body swit-"

"And your soulmate is Zuko? I know, he cried when I was nice to him, what happened on your end?"

"Well, his whole family is mean to him"

"Figured"

"I was in a war meeting and found out their plan for the comet"

After relaying the information he found they discussed it with Aang.

Let's skip ahead to after the failed invasion and to the air temple when Zuko shows up.

"Hello, Zuko here"

No fighting it in this one

"Get your jerk bender butt over here" Katara and Sokka said practically in unison.

>im gonna wrap it up here. And yes Katara would notice its not Sokka and would totally pick up on Zuko, she's observant

>and no Azula wouldn't notice at all because she's used to Zuko being stand offish with her. Plus Sokka is so much better at impersonations than Zuko

@chaoticidiott @roman-does-nothing @bisexuallsokka @transzukostanblog

I dont know if I did this AU justice, I tried.

#RayMakesSoulmates #atla sokka #prince zuko #sokka #sokka x zuko #zukka #zuko #avatar the last airbender #so gay #omg #tw: caps

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hi so i.found ur blog and its honestly like a breath of fresh air to look at so if its ok i might just fuckin,,vent here.

so. ik a lot of other people have been talking abt how pof was really straining to watch and i am.very late to the party but i need to talk abt it bcz holy fuck. when i first watched it i was in a way better place mwntally, also the general excitement of wow,content kinda overrode the headache and the eye hurty and the just. bad. but i was rewatching it recently because i was basing a fic off it and i just. i couldnt finish it because all of it was just so much and there was no fuckin warning?? so that was pog ig

next thing because i have. a lot of thoughts. ive been in the fandom for not-very-long, i joined in the middle of 2019 or something.and it just kinda sucks because im only still here for the fandom. i love the series but i can only watch dwit and compilations of logan/roman being sad so much before i can basically recite them off the top of my head. but i reallyreally love writing for the fandom!! it makes me so happy to do the writing, its just the fact that im not as invested with the series that makes me feel,,idk man guilty ig?? anyway thats too deep for a rant so im.a move on

god so tw me not liking post aa virgil and me talking abt toxic friends but hoooly fuck man. i just. pre aa virgil was fun because he was snarky and sarcastic and i could actually stand the nagst because his character made sense?? he was the 'bad guy' and he wasnt as woobified back then and he was honestly a solid vibe. but post aa virgil gives off the vibe of that one friend who fuckin, gets angry at you when you bring up any of your mental health issues and then blames their outburst on their mental health issuea and its like?? no i hate that character dynamic. people say bad things when the feel bad, sure, ik i have, but its the vibe of 'im gonna threaten you and then blame it on my mental health but if you so much as look at me wrong while ur having sensory overload or something i will smite you with the force of one thousand suns' and i am just.so tired. also ithink someone else said this but we should just call the series 'virgil sanders and the rest' because thats what it is now ksbdjqkbsq

also (all ofthese are my opinions btw and im not trying to say im rigbt im just tired honestly) the way. in pof the way patton's whole thing is 'you need empathy' is not funky fresh for both people with low empathy and high empathy 😎 bcz ppl with too much/too little empathy are always told theyre 'cold' or that theyre 'oversensitive', the whole 'there is an average amount of empathy and if u dont have that fuck you actually' is icky and bad and gross. i do think patton's character is really well done in the series but that episode jjust personally. ick.

and finally the moment uve not been waiting for bcz this is probably really tiring to read but the moment youve been waiting for-fwsa.just. why. its cute and stuff and i love nico. nico is a vibe. also bathroom man john is great. but shouldnt roman still be on shit terms with thomas?? like lk we're just gonna sweep away the whole 'i thought i wad ur hero' shizz? cool cool, glad to know romans arc still aint happening. also i get it, we needed to cement that virgil is a light side now. but like..did we?? actually bcz this is so long im gonna send in a second ask (im sososorry if this clogs up ur ask box if u tell me to stop i will i just. many thoughts) abt how even though i hate virgil, his arc should have been done. so differently. just gonna put like,, a mushroom emoji here so u can put the 2 asks together if u want 🍄

You’re always free to vent here! Sorry it took so long to respond but life has a cruel habit of getting in the way of things I need to do.

So for starters, the POF problem should be talked about more so I can assure you that you’re not late to the party. It never really got the amount of attention it deserved so I am more than willing to bring that back up and trust me, you’re not alone.

And again, you’re not alone in this either! Plenty of people still enjoy creating content for these characters. You don’t have to feel guilty for not finding the actual series interesting because honestly, I’m kinda losing interest too. But I still love these characters and I love that the fandom is still creating stories with them through different mediums.

Honestly I agree with just about everything you said about Virgil and I do eventually plan on tackling a lot of this in a future post. You know, if I ever force myself to just sit down and write the dang thing...

Oh my gosh I’ve been waiting for someone to talk about this because that whole thing about empathy in POF really ticked me off because you’re absolutely right, not everyone is 100% empathetic, and some people can be empathetic to a point where it hurts themselves. Like I get what they were trying to say but it came across as, well, like you said. “If you’re don’t have this exact level of empathy then eff you I guess you’re a bad person.” Maybe that actually wasn’t their intention but it sure came across that way and maybe I’ll go into it a little more in another post because now that I’ve been reminded of it again I kinda wanna talk about it more.

Okay yes, FWSA on its own is a good episode. Heck, it’s one of my favorites. It feels closer to a season one episode than ATHD that’s for sure. The problem with this episode isn’t the quality but the fact that it comes right after POF. And I’ve basically gone over this in my “Problem With Asides” post and how it affects both Roman and Virgil’s current arcs so I won’t go into much more detail here but just know that I pretty much agree with all of this.

Also don’t worry about cluttering up my inbox. It’s here for people to share their thoughts and that’s exactly what you’re doing! Hope to see your part two soon mushroom anon!

#dukeofasks #ts criticism #virgil criticism #pofaffair

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kirexa · 8 months ago

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MUTUALS IF YOU EVEN CARE ABOUT ME YOULL VOTE NIKO THATS MY CHILD THEY LOVE PANCAKES AND THEIR MAMA THEYRE LIKE 12 AND THEYRE THE LITERAL MESSIAH

THEY ARE EXPECTED TO SAVE THE WORLD AND THEY DO WITH THE HELP OF THE PLAYER (GOD) AND ALSO IM GONNA LINK SOME ONESHOT FANSONGS BECAUSE I DONT REALLY UAVE MUCH PROPAGANDA (I am in the propaganda link tho) BUT THE SONGS ARE SOSOSOS GOOD

1 2 (oh my god I remember when that one was brand new..) 3 4 (I'd just say full spoiler warning for all videos just in case. The first one is my fav btw :3)

ANYWAYS VOTE NIKO ONESHOT I LOVE THEM WITH MY WHOLE HEART

SOME OF MY FAV PICS!!!

(Nikos third dream) They love pancakes and their mama 😭😭🫶🫶

(Niko receiving the yellow phosphor amulet from silver, Niko receiving the yellow phosphor feather from alula, and Niko receiving a yellow phosphor die from George. Unrelated but I love George with my whole heart too she's so!!!!)

For a tad context for anyone who's not a fan, yellow phosphor is one of the rarest light sources in a world running low on light, they have no sun, and yellow phosphor is supposed to never burn out, unlike blue, green, or red phosphor. (the lightbulb is their "sun"! Niko, the Messiah, is returning it after the first one broke or smth)

And just happy Niko in the wheat fields for the soul

(Nikos first dream)

Images via the wiki

Please play oneshot I am begging you

(Links in order: RPGMaker ver, free, different experience than the other ones. Official oneshot website. Steam ver, $15 iirc, complete w/ multiple endings and more polished than the RPGMaker ver.)

(also if you have a switch/PlayStation/Xbox look into world machine edition!!! It's not the same as the steam version but it's not fundamentally different, it just has some bonus content.)

Ehe. That's my two cents!!!

Round 1, Match 7

Catthey vs. Foxboy

FIGHT!

Propaganda in the links!

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noroalia · 4 years ago

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can we ask for your s4/m headcanons?

ABSOLUTELY. this is indulgence!!!!!! thank you for indulging me!!!!

first of all; relationship chart that is barely comprehensible, much less to me:

which btw i felt like this the entire time i was making it

but ya. headcanons :-] theyre under the cut because i promised myself i wouldnt write too much but then it ended up being over 1k words..... i have more but lets not use up all the fun at once, ok?

n e ways, here we are :]

all the kids get along really well, tbh, but they have different dynamics!!

Tim Tam and Millie are really close, and wherever either goes, the other is sure to follow. unfortunately, Putunia is easily excitable and oblivious, so when they openly plot Pranks and talk about revolution (in their own way), putunia tends to get swept up in it - this leads to a lot punching folks (parsley) and stealing their wallets (parsley again)

Gerry and Millie get along like a housefire. might seem strange at first, but they’re both stubborn and reclusive, with a streak of chaos. also, Millie is the brawn, Gerry is the brains.

Gillis is terrified of Millie. he, after all, saw his coworker and almost uncle get shot in the face by one of Millie’s golfballs; but hes also not about to stop his adopted little brother from hanging out with someone he considers a friend. - Millie privately considers gerry the closest thing she has to a little brother, Gerry considers her a big sister, etc

Borbra went “is anyone gonna look after this kid?” and didnt wait for an answer once she found out Millie didn’t really have anyone outside of the habitat waiting for her anymore

they’d really only met in passing at the actual habitat, but Gillis spoke about the kid sometimes and how Gerry and her got along well. and hey, Millie absolutely loves Rice Pilaf, so Borbra isnt about to complain

marv is TECHNICALLY related to millie, but neither of them know about it really, since Marv hasnt seen his niece since she was a baby and she hasnt seen her uncle since. well ever, she doesnt remember him

Dallas and Questionette have biweekly art sessions :-]

sometimes Mirphy joins in, just because Questionette gets really excited about them, and also once she and Dallas start getting along, they have art discussions (and it turns into that kinda play fighting friends have, though mostly its Mirphy ranting while Dallas makes a comment or two that makes her ramble more)

usually its Dallas painting something, while Questionette listens to him drawl on about something or what not while making like. acrylic pour art. idk i feel like she’d be a messy painter, probably has paint on her hands at all times, and most of her clothes have paint stains, which Borbra absolutely adores

sometimes Randy joins them also. he likes slam poetry, though most of his poems are about pickles or Gillis, or both. but hey hes welcome to join them whenever

tiff and lulia are sisters :-]

they had a bit of a falling out - or rather, they just grew apart as Tiff’s career started taking off and Lulia was struggling

once they figure out that both of them are at the habitat, they start talking again, especially after lulia moves from the stairwell and starts feeling better again (as much as someone with depression can oops)

this is how Lulia meets Ronbo, and those two end up being gossip buddies together. if anyone can smacktalk people, its those two

Trevor has theories about most people in the habitat, because a lot of them have distinctly inhuman abilities or features

like?? that bartender guy and his son’s (?!?) eyes and teeth glow in the dark, and there’s no way his son would be able to consume trash, without any effect!!!!

also clowns ARE AUTOMATICALLY NOT HUMAN. Ronbo becomes his kinda-uncle (though Trevor is not too keen on familial terms, makes him feel weird) after Lulia and Jerafina adopt him, and even though he doesn’t act weird or have physical quirks like Trencil for example (the man has fangs!! and also semi-pointy ears!!!!), theres no way Ronbo is just a guy. no way.

MARV CAN HOLD HIS BREATH UNDER WATER FOR SO LONG. LIKE TREVOR SAW HIM SWIM UNDERWATER FOR LIKE 1O MINUTES ONCE, HE SWEARS, THAT GUY IS A KAPPA OR SOMETHING!!!

he’s right about everybody but Ronbo, hes just a normal clown

Trevor basically lives at the Varnia household half of the time, which leads to Jerafina and Lulia both moving closer to Trencil and Nat, but also getting closer to them

both a curse and a blessing. Jerafina is lightweight, Lulia is not, Trencil can’t get drunk but he loves wine. a lot of get togethers end up with Jerafina getting tipsy and rambling on about how nice and polite of a boy Trevor is, which in turn makes Trencil gush over Nat, which both the kids hate

once Trevor gets over his puppy crush on nat, the two of them get super close, even if nat acts like that isnt true (she doesn’t have a lot of friends and Trevor is charming in his own infodumping, hyperfix-aty way. And also hes a really good listener, very fast at picking up on details and stuff).

Trevor is actually a werewolf, even though nobody in his biological family was (to his knowledge anyway)

but because he’s like. 13 and generally small for his age, he just basically turns into his collage self, aka very small and looks like a puppy

Nat makes fun of him until he starts rebutting with the fact that she turns into the smallest bat he��s ever seen, and she has no right to say anything!!!!

They figure it out together. Just two paranormal kids trying to figure out their powers together.

Lulia finds out pretty fast, mainly because she’s a night owl (compared to her girlfriend and soon-to-be fiancee, who falls asleep as soon as the sun has set), and Trevor is just naturally loud and not very subtle, and they sit down and have a talk about it and how she can support him going forward

not really much of a headcanon, but i reckon Putunia and Boris have more in common than what either of them really know

both lost a tooth due to. family circumstances

they have similar responses to anxiety and panic and all that - which, to be fair, helps Boris a lot after he and Kamal adopt her. comforting her comes naturally to him, since he knows how to comfort himself when he feels that way

similar stimming methods :-] - they vocal stim a lot, and Putunia is just loud in general lol. sometimes they just yell each others names at each other from different points of their (relatively small) house, because echolalia is just like that <3

okay pog, thank you for letting me absolutely rant about this because these have been bouncing around in me brain for days now

#smile for me #s4m #asks #COOL. THIS IS SO MUCH AND I AM SO SORRY #anon

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appleseverywhere · 4 years ago

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follow up questioooon. i loved your answer from my last ask hihi the who broke it off question. your answer actually made sense and I see that happening tbh. Now, follow up question, how do you think qrow coped and "moved on" after the break up? and winter too, how did she cope and "move on"? any idea how theyre going to "reconcile" if thats ever gonna happen because i havent seen them in the v8 trailer (dear god why)

I’m going to put in some headcanons I really wish would happen for this coming volume then hahaha This might sound like some short fic btw since I’m probably going to get carried away with it hahaha (I’m making a one-shot on this so I’ll have it posted soon. Think of this as the plot summary HAHA)

Qrowin Coping/Moving On (Post break-up) & V8 Reconciliation

Qrow’s coping/moving on

The way I see it is that Qrow is going to end up back to his alcoholic self (not really surprised there even if that could have been the reason they broke up in the first place). It’s cause its practically all he’s known from the start. He never had a healthy way of coping with loss, and with Winter and him splitting up, it just seemed to prove to him that he wasn’t someone worth loving.

Disappointingly, he’s going to hook up with girls at some point, just to feel what used to be there only to end up with the emptiness that Winter had left him. He’d go through the same routine of drinking at a bar, having a one-night stand, and regretting it just as quickly as it starts. He wants to stop. He knew it wasn’t right. It didn’t feel right knowing he was still in love with Winter. When he starts convincing himself to leave, he scolds himself, saying that she’s already gone and that it was pointless to resist. The night will continue on and before the sun rises, he’ll leave just before anyone could suspect, with a lot of guilt hanging on his shoulders.

He’ll stop when it gets too much. Eventually, he’ll go to Ozpin for more missions and immerse himself in fulfilling them. He wouldn’t care if he’d get wounded, and he’d let whatever rage and frustrations he had pent up out through his attacks towards the grimm. He wouldn’t look forward to going back, knowing that no one was waiting for him. It adds to his feelings of no one wanting him. He’d keep it all in mind as he purposely puts himself in more danger as he goes on a grimm slaughter spree.

Winter’s coping/moving on

I can see Winter immersing herself into work just as Qrow would. She wouldn’t dare acknowledge the aching pain she felt at losing the one person who genuinely cared for her besides Weiss, the one person who would tell her that her feelings were valid. Without that reminder, she would isolate herself like she had done many times before. She wouldn’t let them show, and she would try to escape them in any way she could.

She would ask Ironwood if he had more tasks for her. The paperwork on her desk had piled up to the point it had been much taller than she was. She claimed more responsibilities just to stay in the base for longer hours. By the time she retired to her room, she’d be too exhausted to let the emotions surface. If that wasn’t the case, she would bring her work with her, writing and organizing them the whole night until she tired herself enough that she knew she wouldn’t end up staring at the ceiling in thought once she lied down.

Per her request, she had asked the general for more missions, and she made sure to avoid Vale and Mistral, knowing he was likely there. Most of her missions were in the deserts of Vacuo or the tundras of Atlas and higher north in Solitas. She would let the intense climate get to her so that she’d focus on it instead of the nagging thoughts in her mind. The only time she would ever relieve her anger and sadness was when she came face to face with hoards of grimm, quickly activating her semblance to zoom through them with one swipe. She’d leave behind what she could in the wind, before turning back to slay more of them, letting her immerse herself as she escaped.

Qrow and Winter Reconcile

I saw this going 3 ways:

In Qrow’s jail cell

In Winter’s hospital room

On the battlefield

So let me expound on this.

In Qrow’s jail cell

We know that Winter was severely injured at the end of V7, so it’s either she makes a quick (but not full) recovery and heads down to the cell, or that before she gets treated, she demands to go see Qrow.

He would be incredibly surprised and concerned to see her in such a state, maybe not even bother to hide it. He had already lost Clover, and while that was all happening, it sent a shiver down his spine to know she almost suffered the same fate. She would likely ask him what exactly happened with Clover and Tyrian, and I get the feeling that she would trust him anyway with whatever he told her. He wouldn’t need to use Robyn’s semblance to prove his innocence cause Winter already knew Qrow wouldn’t lie.

Much to his surprise, she’d let him out, not finding him guilty for his crimes, and more importantly, gave him instructions to find team RWBY and keep her sister safe. She would tell him that he better came back cause they still had to talk later, marking a silent promise. Qrow would be hesitant to leave her alone, but the determination in her eyes pushed him to leave, but not before asking her to promise him she would stay alive.

In Winter’s hospital room

Maybe Qrow would be able to get out of the jail cell (he can turn into a bird, after all) knowing his nieces are out there with Salem’s forces at large. As he leaves Atlas, he hears of a certain special operative who nearly got killed and was currently admitted in the med bay. He makes a quick stop to find her resting and half asleep. She wakes up to his footsteps, expecting the general but is dumbfounded to see him beside her bed.

He asks her what happened and she couldn’t seem to say what she was feeling at all, lost and disappointed in herself for failing. He would secure her doubts somehow, in a very Qrow way of course. Not at all cheesy and all that crap. Winter looks to him for security at that moment, and similar to the previous scenario tells him he should leave before anyone catches him. She grabs his hand as she tells him to protect her sister for her and that he had better make it back alive. To her.

He laughs once before squeezing her hand, telling her to stay safe and to recover well, before running off and out of the academy.

On the battlefield (ah yes, this very spontaneous short fanfic - I might post an actual full oneshot of this later on)

After Qrow and Robyn escaped their jail cell and Winter made a speedy recovery (likely Ironwood requesting to put her in an aura restoration chamber to hasten the replenishing process), they found themselves on opposite ends of the battlefield. Ironwood had instructed Winter to catch and arrest them, warning her not to disobey orders again nor fail for a second time. She was conflicted and Qrow could tell from the moment their swords clashed. He wanted nothing more than to talk to her, reason with her. She was more sensible than Clover was, and he knew that well.

As the fight ensues, she comes off strong, stronger than he remembered. He realized that it's her rage and pent up anger. It had always been her way of getting some weight off her shoulders, and he used to help when he could. It was why they fought all the time, why they were always so physical. It became their unspoken love language, and the way they moved alone spoke volumes.

Neither of them backed down with their strikes, nor did they seem intent on hurting the other as it went. The rest of the ace ops and team RWBY had already found themselves elsewhere in the midst of the battle, yet they found themselves within each other’s close proximities alone in the vast field of snow. Their aura’s had long broken, and that made them all the more careful with each hit they sent. Winter was already slouching in her posture and Qrow’s breathing had grown ragged.

It didn’t take long before he was able to knock the sabre from her hand and she stood with lidded eyes against his blade, almost daring to him to finish her. She pushed her neck against it further with an impassive face, waiting. Despite the dead expression, her eyes betrayed whatever she hoped to convey. Tinged with longing and sorrow, she almost begged him to kill her.

But he couldn’t. He never would.

Dropping his sword to the snow, he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into his embrace. For the first time since she had left the Schnee manor, her emotions had broken from its dam and flooded out in waves of tears against his chest, soaking his vest. He could feel her sobs wrack through her body and only held onto her tighter.

All he could do was mutter repeated apologies as she held onto him like a lifeline. Whether it was because of what happened between them or the reason they had to fight in the first place, he didn’t know. She whispered her own apologies, clutching onto him as she hid her face from his view.

Before he could say anything else, she pushed him with what strength she had left, telling him to run. With Salem in search of the relics and the maiden, there was no other option but to let him go. For the sake of Atlas and Remnant. She wouldn’t be able to stop her on her own, not with the general breathing down her neck, but he and her sister’s team could. As she collapsed on the snow, she screamed for him to leave while he could. He could only nod as he watched her walls crumble. He understood what needed to be done, but he couldn’t just leave like this.

He knelt before her fallen form, moving the hair from her face as he kissed the skin of her forehead, silently promising to return to her. Her eyes fluttered to a close at the contact and kept it that way until she heard the familiar flapping of his wings gradually soften before disappearing into the sky. Her hands grasped at the snow beneath them as she called out, demanding him to stay alive after all of it.

...

Okay, I honestly did not expect to write that last bit but now I really want to continue it HAHAHA Anyway, I was planning to write several oneshots this weekend so I’ll have them posted soon.

Hope these answered your questions!! :)

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abramdeath · 6 years ago

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one day neil shows up to practice wearing glasses

they’re basic thin frames, easy to buy and replace, not exactly his prescription but good enough

he’s all tired and disgruntled like “sorry ik glasses aren’t v cohesive for exy but i have a headache today”

but all the foxes are floored

after evermore they all knew neil had been wearing contacts and didn’t think anything more of it bc they were colored

what they didn’t realize is that those contacts had also been prescription, and after evermore he knew he couldn’t just put them back in bc duh he has blue eyes not brown

neil didn’t rlly consider it a problem because he knows how to deal w it, he’s had identities that didn’t have glasses/contacts before, and his vision isn’t so bad that he can’t function

sure everything’s a bit blurry and he has to squint to see things, but it’s fiiine everything’s cool

andrew and kevin already knew he wore glasses because he wore them in the dorm every now and then when he did homework

everyone else though?

matt is like wrow ok didn’t realize my neil josten crush could get any worse but . here we are

allison is appalled bc those are ugly ass basic frames and she KNOWS theyre straight up from walgreens.

nicky’s like huh so the patented neil josten bitch state was just ’cause he couldn’t see

dan’s thinking if she’s gonna have to invest (read: use the p card) in sports glasses

renee is honestly like can yall PL**SE let him breathe

aaron couldn’t care less he’s like i wear glasses i never see y’all actin like this u fakies!

but like after a sec they’re like tbh this makes sense

neil josten when he first came to palmetto? wide eyed. babey boy. baby. sometimes kinda rude but usually doesn’t care enough to be. squint level minimum but loads of side eye. wears contacts for waaaay too long someone get him eye drops

neil josten post evermore? squinty boy who’ll kill u w a look. rat. stunning but definitely could kill u. still babey but kinda scarey. why is he squinting at the scoreboard like that ???? RUDE BOY.

everyone lets go of it after a few minutes bc tbh a pair of glasses ain’t really a spectacle

matt tries to pull a “i thought we weren’t lying anymore neil 3’:” and wow ok THERE’S the patented neil josten bitch stare

when he can actually see you it’s 356485% more terrifying.

andrew thinks neil’s a dumbass for all of this btw he’s like. hey why do u sit in the back of class if you can’t see the BOARD u IDIOT

hey neil i’m not kissing u if u don’t wear ur glasses sorry :/

can u even tell aaron and i apart if u can’t see smh

but neil’s right back at him like boy i know u wear glasses too i’ve seen u steal aaron’s when u lose yours. why can’t u keep track of ur glasses when u have an eidetic memory like K.. . .

anyways so wymack pulls him aside after practice like. so if u need glasses. why don’t u Wear Them.

and HONESTLY. the tea is neil doesn’t even really think abt it. he’s sooo used to Not Wearing Them that he doesn’t think to put them on in the morning

he’s more of a contact kinda dude anyway ;P

so he’s just like idk coach i only Kinda need them they’re not like important

and david vincent wymack, oldie of unknown age but probably ancient and getting older by the minute, maaaaaybe has worse eyesight than he did 20 years ago ok.

maybe he’s squinting at the scoreboard too. maybe he casually makes the font bigger on everything he prints out so he can actually read it without pressing it up against his eye.

and he’s pulled the EXACT shit on abby like i don’t really need em doc i’m gucci :/

but he knows he needs them. and he knows neil does too before his eyesight gets worse

so he’s like ok buckaroo on god we gon get u some prescription contacts

neil’s like.. ehhhh i’m fine don’t worry about it

but of course. it’s the foxes. he doesn’t really get a choice here.

neil’s like they’re my eyes? i’ll do with them what i want?

so what if i want to stare in the sun i’ll DO it. maybe i LIKE not being able to see farther than ten feet in front of me.

of course it comes down to exy and kevs like b r u h , how u gonna see if i’m tryna pass to u.

and he’s like k ur rite lets go even tho i’ve been fine this whole time

he doesn’t end up booking an appt till the next week bc they have a game and getting ur eyes dilated #sucks

he ends up having to wear his new n fresh glasses (which are a much better style than $5 walgreens ones) for a few days while the contacts r being ordered

he’s still not a fan of the glasses bc he thinks they’re annoying to wear but he concedes to wearing them more bc contacts r a fresh hell

neil shows up to night practice w the same pair of contacts he’s been wearing since he woke up and is just. Irritated. so he wears the glasses around that time usually

as baffled as he is by the foxes insistence on the whole eyesight thing, maybe he’s mildly blown away by how he suddenly has less headaches and less eye strain now

and MAYBE his vision got worse since he was younger and had his first eye appt

and M A Y B E neil was lowkey shocked how hd everything looks when u can actually see

neil’s like omg look at the quality on that grass. unbelievable

ANYWAYS i’m just rambling at this point ! let neil josten see 2k19

#the foxhole court #all for the game #tfc #aftg #THIS HAS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS FOR DAYS BC I WAS TOO LAZY TO FIX ONE TYPO #anyway!#.txt #1k

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macklives · 5 years ago

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homestuck recap

i hated this so fucking much bc my 2 am bitch-ass didnt want to read a recap thats probably longer than any slowburn out there

anyways here it is

also, uhhH sorry im using this as a end of session discussion bc that shit gets explained in her as well. and im not writing up more recaps of a recap so this is where im done for the day. (by done for the day i mean last nights session, im still doing a liveblog soon. i just wrote this yesterday)

also that this is long

you dont have to read it, theres nothing of importance

ive been coping with humor to get me through it

neato.

have fun with what i suffered through:

why was “beta” the only thing unhighlighted?

like did i miss a page???

OH its the beta version of HS thats why

damn its like 5 pages and thats it

mmh

well youll all be happy to know im clicking every single one of these links again bc i like looking back like ahh i remember that. good times. also in case i forgot some shit existed.

do you think andrew had fun writing this? or was he like “fuck”

thats a lot of fucking package talk. good thing im not confused as of now and remember it pretty clearly. of else, this early on in the recap, id be screwed.

god remember when i did an analysis on each item and what it did

i feel as if i have the technology engrained inside my head right now

cruxite, alchemeter, all that jazz

flashbacks are starting up already

yeah, that was the good part in homestuck where i knew 100% that i probably would continue on this liveblog in its entirety, ngl

that one explosion scene. bc it kept me going.

OH W A IT SHIT

i just realized how the intermission spades probably fucking foreshadowed the whole jack revolts thing and gains the ring, which was also technically JOHNS fault considering he slashed up the doll in the first place

my god, i guess thats the only good aspect of the recap. looking back at things and realizing the missing pieces.

oh that makes sense for the whole “this prototyping had no effect on the enemies, since he was already in the medium” i didnt actually think about that

little did rose know where that would get her right now

oh yeah

there’s still the whole entire lab terminal thing and how mom basically knows the place exists. i guess we’re still venturing onto that and itll come up later when we find out how mom knows SO MUCH about the game.

still think shes some weird spy or secret agent

i kinda love her ngl

anyways, theres literally no reason for skaia to produce a cloning machine. so technically, they only sent the meteors in, right? so who put the cloning machine in if not mom?

oh yeah that impact was nerve wrecking asf

and still at this point in the comic i called dave fuckboy red

huh, how times change

i hated reading that whole paragraph ngl, the frustration just kicked me in the boobs again

yeah nobody else got tornadoes, huh?

OH that makes also much more sense

bc she did prototyped them before she entered the medium.

i gotcha

man one of my favorite edits i made, rose hitting that meteor with a bat

are you

telling me

the exiles structures they arrived on were in the form of the items the kids used to enter the medium?

THE EGG

THAT EXPLAINS “EGG”

of course it was 413 years ago. that was never explained. simply vague “many years in the future....” but i expected no less from this

man serenity is the most wholesome character in hs no doubt

damn thought andy here was really gonna spoil us jade’s planet

okay cool, im glad i now have the layout to the whole “their stations went to the coordinates of the home button” shindig

man i honestly dont know what else to say besides “yeah cool recap” when i already pretty much know what went down? ofc im looking into each link and shit and adding in things when i see fit, but otherwise its just me going “ah good times” yknow

the whole meteor thing kinda makes sense now?

we’re still missing a few pieces of info but we’re getting there, folks

oh yeah that reveal

god jade and dave have it in the shits for parents huh

bro isnt the best and jade has a fucking dog

who lowkey

is doing better than bro

who knew a fucking dog is a better guardian than bro lmfao

dreambot = terminator. im telling you.

sorry im still on that idea and it will never leave unless i have the actual proof in front of me that its not going to become a thing. meaning, ive finished hs and theres still no terminator dreambot or either andrew himself gives me a canon letter with “the robot is not arnold, mackenzie, pls just let it be”

why is the entire game session highlighted

i swear to god if this is like to a second recap or smth of the whole game session i may fucking CRY

okay thank god its just a design of the skaia layout

which is honestly cool

idk why its blurry tho but i can at least see the layout now. which is honestly how i pictured it anyways.

yeah, john did make a huge impact in his friends’ life and i find that so fucking touching

yep. got that. everything loops around. cool.

especially when the trolls come in. god we havent even gotten to that recap portion yet, we havent even gotten to the INTERMISSION

pls can this be the halfway point to the recap

AT LEAST

so they were exiled after the whole jack: ascend thing, right? considering theyre way in the future. man no fucking wonder.

speaking of jack

man that whole dad and jack interaction was gold, ngl

OH THAT EXPLAINS THE RING THEN

and wow, andrew’s really giving us the best female content huh. andrew is the true god of equality and diversity.

also hey, i didnt realize that wow. so PM tricked the queen in showing the parking ticket to be able to take the present from jack. she’s a smart cookie, that one..

she and PM basically snitched on jack and it was the best thing that has happened to me so far

oh yeah okay

but why did AR panic over bec? bc thats something we havent learned yet, right?

anyways

exile town, the only town which should exist. facts. i dont make the rules.

noice

i love PM being queen. like.. thats canon now. shes an actual queen.

yeah that was a fun game and the consorts were cute

fuck yeah the dick head

hate them even more now that i know john was killed because of them

anyways, i wonder what dick move dave’s denizen did? maybe thats why its filled with lava bc the denizen was like “fuck it. make the land red. kill them all”

UH WHAT

WHAT

OH MY GOD HOW DID I JUST FORGET NANNAS LETTER LIKE THAT LMFAO

THEIR TITLES WERE THERE THE WHOLE TIME!

so i still dont know what they mean but i can gather it has something to do with the game giving them abilities. considering dave is the “knight of time” and he can go back in time. whack.

which means john can either control someones breathing or simply wind. and rose is... like that one girl in the winx club who does the sun shit. bc whenever i think of light powers, i think of stella.

and jade is space. witch of space.

nice

i have no idea what that means ngl

okay finally

we’re at the trolls

maybe this recap will end soon

i remember when i thought they were internet bullies

yesss

someone asked if i basically knew the trolls were on a different veil than the kids, so not presently with them, and i know lol. i was making a joke before btw. jsyk. dont think im incompetent to forget these things when sometimes i choose to forget it so i can add in a joke

it be like that, i annoy many

then again, pls dont assume im trying to say im not incompetent bc im also a fucking dumbass and DO forget shit and i have no excuse

imagine being so bored on the meteor, your last resort is speaking to aliens

ngl me if i was ever trapped on a meteor and could potentially do that

nah ik its bc its their only hope at helping with their session or whatever tf CG said to john. but there was BOUND to be a conference meeting between them like “okay guys. humans. that needs to be sorted out” and you just hear CG screaming in the background

i cant wait to meet them honestly bc im growing on all 4 of the ones we’ve seen already. and on top of that, i know what they look like and i know theyre not THAT bad, just a little on the crayy zee side sometimes

but theyre trying

OH MY GOD

I GET IT

FUCK

DOES THAT MEAN THE INTERMISSION IS *APART* OF THE MAIN FUCKING STORY??

AND SPADES IS WV FOR THE TROLLS

GOD D A M N

wow

i didnt expect that. but maybe the signs were there and i was just willingly choosing to ignore it or smth bc “haha couldnt be, right”

flashbacks to how i thought the trolls were humans

anyways, i guess he got his revenge on the kids version of “snowman” ie the black queen. but really

he did not have to do that. he could have cut off the finger and fled. but he decided “nah, lets implode her” so the loml is dead and all i got was a catchy song

i knew they were different types of “bullies” but now i just have to replace bullies with uhh

trolling strategies

anyways, this is cute. i love how they’ve come to be friends through mutual frustration. good part in the comic.

i wonder why it explodes

more importantly

....

terminator time?

this was my favourite sequences of dialogues in the whole entirety of homestuck. that is to say the back and forth thing that the kids went through to become a sort of wingman for the other.

absolutely gold.

all except AT’s rap.

GC was the only smart one with the linear shit

anyways fuck he still has to kill the denizen now but apparently its hard to beat for a sleeping dick head so

that will be fun for the future

john will probably need to kill A LOT of imps to get there

yeah rose is a badass bc she slayed that thing with needles of all things

OH and the white queen was the cursive

damn did AR ever do the whole guide process to a kid yet? maybe he will with dave, idk

oHHH

i fucking SEE

thats why he said DNA

to use it and replace all the life forms in the ocean

fucking neat wow

man that sounded sarcastic but im genuinely impressed bc all i got was bullshit as i read jaspersprites log

so thats the secret. it was “meow” bc that somehow translates to the genetic code she needs then. and that code apparently took fucking years to write as well. sick. whack. oh man.

derse is very pretty, ngl

and wow shit

“dave had already been awake in his tower all along without realizing it” how tf does someone just

do that, awake in both places at once

i didnt even fucking realize that fact as i read that pesterlog wow

ah yes, around the time things got confusing

okay so the capsule makes sense bc at first i didnt know it was a fucking time capsule so i got confused as to how it just apparated the game lmfao

the more you know i guess *twinkle*

i find that a neat concept tho

like the whole whatever you prototype affects the imps and shit

yeah so that whole “he had no advice” basically impacted his future

no shit dave wanted to reset things bc he probably thought he caused some sort of bad butterfly effect and killed his best friend

fuck calsprite thats all im gonna say

i read that first sentence and i think i got an aneurysm

and then everything else just made me sad again

i mean good thing he fucking did amirite?

we got pain at first but now we got cool shit like idk

fucking DAVESPRITE

damn idk how that works

will rose have like two minds now? or will this be some steven universe fusion shit?

“and understood their meaning” course well i fucking didnt so could you pls elaborate, rose?

okay but then what the fuck did he use that was inside the fucking box

bc i thought he used his knife?

im only every going to refer him as that now, thank you andrew

alright okay..

god that was a lot

i dont know what will happen once i click on those links but i am going to see that for myself bc i refuse to add ANYTHING ELSE

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cruddyborderlandstheories · 6 years ago

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alright i said i was gonna do it and im technically done with my hw for tonight

so here we gooo

i want to to talk about the wall art in the HBC because there’s one that REALLY interests me!!

here it isssss

i love this so much, there’s so much to unpack

for one: troy’s hair holy shit lmao

2: it almost looks like Tyreen has a sword as well?!? which holy fuck yes

and she’s either holding the vault key or some kinda weird chalice but uhhh im gonna go with Vault Key for obvious reasons

looks like troy has some gnarly mouth scars and is bleeding over his right eye as well

neither of their tattoos are visible, either

then there’s this shot

they’re walking out of a Vault! omg they were BORN from a vault nah im totally kidding lmao, if this is right mark my words i will cry bc ech

troy can hold his sword with his flesh arm!

i thiiink that’s tyreen on the right but my goodness she looks so silly lol

there’s this at the bottom right

“glory to ???re???” so i assume that reads “Tyreen” but who knows

and behind the twins are the words: “they will” and then something I can’t make out

and boxes of meat, food, and guns, so i imagine the twins are kinda ‘bribing’ the bandit clans to work together with promises of this sorta stuff, or trying to ration it out. tyreen does explain that all the sun bandits wanted was “guns and money” so they betrayed the ‘family’ (connects to the Mother and the Father, y’all?) so it would kinda make sense. I mean they’ve gotta call themselves children of the vault for a reason, right?

right?

and/or their opening of that one vault will/did bring them the supplies needed to supply the cult. Yeah, so, im not sure if this is a painting of future events or if its something that happened already. It does tie into the stained glass of the twins walking out of the red Vault, so I wouldn’t be surprised if it did happen already, but hey, maybe they know someone with future sight and/or this is some hella cool propaganda

personally, i like the idea that they opened a Vault and that gave troy his tattoos/allowed them to start looking for other Vaults/gave them the random-ass power of being able to unite all the bandit clans on pandora. either or. it would explain the name.

anyway, there’s also this, which im pretty sure reads something, but man i can’t make it out for shit lol

another pic of the stained glass vault/twins. to me, idk about u guys, i mentioned this before, but it still looks like Troy’s got some yellow glowing tattoos. The tattoos themselves are more visible on his forearm of his single stained glass

here ya go (which again, yknow if the stained glass was made before lilith got her tattoos sapped and troy’s tattoos only exist because he has lilith’s powers like most people believe, something fucky is going on here... either someone can see the future, or troy’s had these tattoos all along. also has anyone else noticed his tattoos aren’t ‘glowing’ normally but in the “baddies? we got those” scene they are actually glowing. wondering if that’s because he has actual powers then (implying the other tattoos were fakes) or because he’s using the powers or smth)

super glowy! vs ‘this is definitely 100% NOT dried paint’

annnnd

this eyeball, which reads “for theyr [sic] glory” and “holy holy holy”

another one coming right up:

“calypso twins” “c o v” “be rorth th”... “re... hth?” “fe...uth?”

yeah i got no sight on the last one “bring truth?” “bring forth?” “be there something?!” “be the truth!!!” idk!

eyeballs definitely seem to be playin a huge part in this cult, btw. eyes and truth, which is still really funny to me. I already pointed out a bit ago that calypso comes from “deceit” and “to hide” and shit and so this whole thing is great

100% their streamer personas are all fake, they’re liars and i think we kinda caught a glimpse of it at the end of Tyreen’s speech to the VHs. The voice drop, “you just don’t know it yet” like damn girl. she can go hard. that or even THAT is fabricated and then who knows what’s gonna happen. plot twist, literally everyone we meet is working with the calypsos and trust nobody not even yourself not even yourself’s self. that or they’re aliens. was the rocky horror picture show reference just a reference? not anymore!

and they’re 100% atlas creations i refuse to let this go until its officially disproven by the game itself i dont c a r e

#borderlands #bl3 #borderlands 3 #the calypso twins #children of the vault

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dreammutual-remade · 6 years ago

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high school!donghyuck

request: idk if you’re taking reqs but i really like ur highscool aus so if u want to write one abt hyuck ill be :^))))))) - anonymous

word count: 5.1k

a/n: oof its been awhile unnies!!!! ive had exams for the past two weeks and I still have exams now so im sorry for not posting anything but reblogs with headassery in the tags!!! we are continuing the high school series n renjun is next!! since I got like 3 requests for him !!!!! hhehhehehheheh its gonna b cute <3 anyways hope u enjoy this I love my lil duckie baby

masterlist

mark, renjun, jeno, donghyuck, jaemin, chenle, jisung

big oof i’m gonna cry while writing this

i’m running out of creative ways to say let’s dive in

let us take the plunge

okay!!!!!!!!!! so you’ve been an editor/writer for the school paper for pretty much all of your high school career

you’re not super well known though because you don’t try to take any credit for anything and always sign your pieces like “- the daily newspaper team” or smth

anywhom you’ve always loved writing about the stuff around you or making up little short stories

one of your hobbies is just going people watching and trying to write down a brief description of people you see and what you think they’re on the way to do

you’ve befriended the baristas at your favorite spot, lucas and mark, and they always beg to read them but you never let them because mark is too nice to tell you it’s shit and lucas is too dumb to at least say it nicely

you’ve got at least 6 notebooks FULL of these little stories but you’ve never really ? showed anyone because wow showing others your work is Scary

criticism ???/$&/&:&:&:

it’s midway through the first semester of the school year and you’ve been super busy since it’s football season and you gotta write about all the games

and you haven’t had much time to write your cute little stories for yourself and you miss it a lot :/

this weekend though the chance of rain is SUPER high so the football game is cancelled and you have plenty of time to yourself !! :D

there is, a setback tho

THUNDER!!!!! IS SO SCARY !!!!!!

u fckin softie

you decide to tough it out though and get suited up in some polka dot rain boots and a rain jacket and set off to find somewhere to chill

as you’re walking to the nearest lil greenhouse/cafe thing it starts raining ,, ,,, hARDER

when you started it wasn’t rlly raining it was just like that weird tension in the air right before the air pressure drops and it starts to rain and you were already on edge OOF

but then it’s raining so you clutch your notebook to your chest and dash

usain bolt had nothing on you girly you were ZOOM ZOOM

broom broom- doyoung

unfortunately you don’t make it though because with you head down to keep the rain out of your eyes you run RIGHT into someone’s CHEST !!!!!!

hehe u know i’m a sucker for these god damn TROPES

your notebook goes flying and and the arms attached to the Chest That Caused Your Grief come up to catch you by the arms

“oh gOD sorry are you okay ??? i wasn’t looking and i was trying to keep my journal dr- MY JOURNALSDJDDD”

you fling yourself out of this boys arms and pick up your soaking wet journal sadly

:((((((( you had so many stories in there wtf

“oh shit i’m sorry do you uh want me to buy you another one ???”

“no that’s okay it wasn’t your fault :( and it’s just a journal i’m only sad because all my stories are gone :(((((“

you finally look up from your Ruined journal to see , the prettiest boy

you can’t tell for sure cause his hair is soaking wet but it’s a bright red that looks a bit faded and his skin is tanned and golden like HONEY OOF

he meets your eyes and awkwardly smiles and he looks so GUILTY AW

“no really it’s fine don’t feel bad!!”

“okay but i feel bad what can i do to make it up to you?”

“hMMM you could come help me think of wacky stories about people who walk past”

“well if you INSIST m’lady”

“aw, never mind”

“IM JUST KIDDING SJDJJD”

so in the pouring rain you both walk to cafe and find a little corner to people-watch in

on the way there he tells you his name is donghyuck but his friends call him hyuck

“dude that’s the sound goofy makes when he laughs your friends are terrible”

“oh my god i don’t even think they know what they’re saying HsjdjHEHHS”

after a couple minutes of bad goofy impressions you decide to call him duckie instead because ,,,, GARSH MICKEY 🤠🤠🤠

also because it’s cute

you didn’t hear this from me but he uwued so hard rip his street cred with the Boys

anyways right before you settle in you’re like hey uh did you have somewhere to be like weren’t you heading places

and he was like nah i like the rain it’s nice to just walk around feels GOOD

your eyes widen so big and he snorts because what’s so ridiculous about that

and you’re like uh UH NO NOPE NO SIR I DONT FUCK WITH DEMONS

your dramatic ass tries to get up and LEAVE but he grabs your wrist and is like noooo we haven’t even written any stories yet why do you hate rain so much ??

you explain how thunder is the work of the devil and that lightning could strike you down where you stand at any moment and storms are EVIL

he chuckles and side eyes you

“aW you big wimp you’re afraid of thunderstorms aren’t you”

“yES. like any sane person would be”

“you know a lot of people actually like storms”

“like i said, SANE people do not”

and then you change the subject right quick because your face is getting RED with embarrassment

you n donghyuck spend like 2 hours just sitting in the corner and writing little scenarios on napkins

“oh shit that girl over there with the french braids is TOTALLY gonna marry hipster beanie guy in two years. mark my words”

“idk y/n she lowkey has the hots for the barista”

“ ew you mean mark??”

“yeah. now THAT man is a work of art”

MARKHYUCK RISE

“god what is wrong with you maybe you should buy me another book”

“too late now we’re FRIENDS and i don’t owe you ANYTHING”

“being friends doesn’t work like that at all but, okay”

at the end of the day you’ve got a stack of napkins with scribbled notes on them

(one of them has donghyuck’s number on it skdkkfjd)

he leaves you with a bright smile and you’re in awe this boy is so golden and lovely

oof and when you were still in the cafe his hair had dried to the unnatural red color that he ? somehow made look good ugh not fAIR

and it was a lil curly and fluffy and looked very soft :(((((

as you walk home you drift along the sidewalk with a stupid smile on your face wow please get a little less obvious hunty

when you get home the sun is setting and the rain has cleared and you are so Happy that was the best day !!!

you weren’t even scared of the thunder because whenever the sky would fckin CRACK OPEN hyuck would subtly try to keep your attention and distract you with questions

the sky: AAAAAAAAAAA

duckie: oH Hey uhhh so hOW do you even come up these stories ?):$:$ theyre so good

such a sweet boy uwu

when you get home your mom eyes you suspiciously as you drift down the hall towards your room but doesn’t comment

she didn’t need to though because you immediately return and tell her everything !!!

she encourages you to befriend him at school and see where it goes from there ;))) or just TEXT HIM

so you do

both of those things !!!

you: hey!! it’s y/n btw

duckie: hey! u make it home alive without the sky cracking open and killing u

you: stOP MAKING FUN OF ME

you send him memes and he sends , even better ones back this boy is Husband Material

the next couple weeks you realize that hyuck is actually in like a lot of your classes

and he’s like yeah i don’t blame you for not noticing since your nose is always in one of those Damn Journals

can’t believe u smh

anywhom

you start actually interacting with people in class

and by people i mean donghyuck and any of his friends who happen to be there

you literally get thrown into their friendgroup like one day you know donghyuck and have vaguely heard of jeno since he’s on the soccer team

and then the next you’re a part of the group message and jaemin begs for your math homework during lunch ????

“jaemin just dO YOUR OWN HOMEWORK FOR ONCE ???”

“ugh but i don’t know how”

“hey you know what maybe if you didn’t sleep in class you WOULD”

“IM TIRED GOD DAMN IT”

this is usually when duckie interjects with

“hey now girls, you’re both smart <3”

“i know im smart but , jaemin , i don’t know about him 😔😔”

poor jaemin leave him alone :(

jisung is , extREMELY awkward around you because he’s a Baby Freshman and you’re a Female Senior hsjdjf it’s so cute

and chenle is the complete opposite he IMMEDIATELY latches onto you and is always like

“y/n !!!! wanna watch this video of me singing and playing the piano when i was thirteen on live national television !!!!”

“y/N !!!!!!! can you drive me n jisung to get ice cream plEASE !!! we won’t even play PSY this time”

“okay,,,,, pinky promise?”

his pinky hooks around yours at an incredible speed as he jumps up and down with excitement

“pinky promise !!!!!!!!!!”

hyuck overhears and insists upon coming with for , unknown reasons

renjun and jeno keep snickering to each other across the lunch table too uGH

sneaky bastards !

after school you wait in the parking lot for the Babies with hyuck who looks rather flushed considering his skin is pretty tan and it takes a lot for him to visibly blush ??

“hey duckie boy you good?”

“haha yEAH uh just wondering where the boys are hhhh”

“oh yeah ! they should’ve been here like 10 mins ago”

your phone buzzes in your pocket and you go to check it to see a text in the group message

lele: hey y/n~ me n jisung can’t come we totally forgot we joined a frisbee team and there’s practice today !!!

blueberry: yeah ! have fun w/ hyuckie tho

moominluvr96: sjdjd i’m so proud of them

jenomunomunomu: absolute legends have fun at ur frisbee practice my sons

you: 🅱️ro i wanted to go home and SLEEP

blueberry: sorry ! xoxo :*

duckie: chenle my son ? how could you 🅱️etray me this way???

you: ur dead to me

you: literally what’s a chenle ?? sounds like a poisonous fruit

lele: NO IM SORRY

but tbh you’re just being Silly you don’t mind just going with Sunshine Boy

hyuck has only gotten redder as the texting went on though what’s his deal 0.0

you agree to take his car !

actually you insist because you don’t wanna drive but, let’s say you agreed

you find out that hyuck exclusively listens to hipster bands and the occasional troye sivan song because we love a gay legend

actually his music taste is ALL OVER THE PLACE but we r still boppin ladies

you roll the windows down even tho it’s Chilly and let your hand float in the breeze until your fingers start getting numb and you pull your hand back in and roll up the window

okay maybe that was a Bad Idea your fingers almost hurt they’re so cold and you’re rubbing the feeling back into them when hyuck clears his throat

you look up at him and he tilts his chin toward the hand he stretched toward you

you’re confused bc like ? i don’t have anything to give u duckie

he sighs anxiously

“just. give me your hand. mine are warm because i didn’t try to be cool and stick my hand out the window like this is a teen coming of age movie”

“have you ever just been nice and not followed it up with a weirdly specific insult”

“nope. now gimme”

you cautiously placed your hand in his and felt heat bloom all over your cheeks and trail up to your ears and down your neck

he gulps and interlocks your fingers and tucks them in the pocket of his hoodie

you have to lean against the console in between you a little so that your arm isn’t strained but it’s,,,,, Warm and Nice

you’re quick to continue the conversation like normal but your voice sometimes goes in and out since he is subconsciously rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand or tapping his fingers against yours

when you arrive you awkwardly pull your hand from his grip to get out of the car and he cringes a lil :(

you decide to be bold for once in your life and run around the car to catch up with him and shove your other hand into his

“this one’s cold too”

he ducks his head and smiles but gives your hand a lil squeeze :3 uwu

eventually though you do have to let go and enjoy your ice cream

you just make small talk with him about the newspaper and whatever homework is due the next day when a man walks in wearing BRIGHT RED CLOWN SHOES

the weirdest part though is the fact that other than the clown shoes the man is dressed like a body builder and has the hulking mass of one

and also there is a PARROT ON HIS SHOULDER ???

you and hyuck whip to face each other and then look back at the man

without looking away you slide your notebook to the middle of the table and flip open to where you’ve bookmarked the next available page

needless to say you both have a field day making up storylines for this man

“hey hyuckie i missed this it’s been forever since it’s been just the two of us and my journal”

“me too, sunshine”

“heY now you’re the sunshine in this relationship”

both of you choke at your use of the term “relationship” but continue with the conversation JSKSK

“alright but then you have to be the rain”

“aw you know i don’t like the rain”

“yes i know that’s why YOU are sunshine”

“kay but you are so much more like sunshine than i, an Emo”

“how bout i be sunshine since you like sunshine and me, and you be rain since i like rain and you”

OOF ????????

you blush for the Millionth Time and nod shyly and duckie is about to turn purple YIKES

you leave the ice cream shop and climb back in the car and the whole atmosphere is very Tense

you sigh because you miss holding his hand and then turn up the song on the radio which just happens to be, Walkin On Sunshine

THE !!! IRONY !!!

you giggle into your hand and he snorts and you both break into laughter

you plug your phone into the aux

“alright time for some Real Tunes”

“i swear to GOD if you play Bad Boy one more time i’m gonna LOSE IT”

“fuck you red velvet are LEGENDS”

“the only reason you know who they are is because mark tells everyone with a pulse that one of them is from canada just like him”

“okay and ??? i can still appreciate that they produce iconic songs only”

“LISTEN I LOVE RED VELVET TOO BUT ENOUGH IS ENOUGH”

you playfully bicker the whole way back and when you get back to the school to pick up your car you realize you never even got to play your song

“for your information, i was in fact NOT going to play bad boy i was going to play the bop of the century, what is love by twice”

and then, with heavy sarcasm

“well gee why didn’t you just sAY SO”

“IM SICK OF YOUR GIRL GROUP SLANDER LEE DONGHYUCK”

then he giggles and grabs your hand to keep you from getting more than halfway out of the car

“okay okay you know i’m just messing with you”

“yes but leave my gorls out of it”

he releases your hand with fake disgust and wipes it on the passenger seat headrest

“ugh go home, gru”

“it’s a good meme and you can’t even deny it duckie boy”

you blow him a half serious half playful kiss as you bounce over to your car and climb in

you play bad boy and roll the windows down as you drive by his car just to spite him and he laughs good naturedly

it’s only when you get home that you’re like heyyyy nOW

WAS THAT A DATE ??????

you tell your mom about it and she’s like uHHH sounds like a DATE to me ???

but you’re Unsure so you don’t say anything to the others or hyuck just the usual goodnight texts and whatnot

although it could be argued ,, that goodnight texts are a little, relationship-y

it could also be argued , that you do have his contact name as , duckie☼♥

but those can be discussed another time

you continue to hang out with the boys although you refuse to allow them to sit with you at football games because they’re so DISTRACTING

jeno and jisung just fckin yell the whole time while you try to jot notes down to turn it into a story later for the paper

but you can’t concentrate or even figure out wtf is goin on because they’re scREAMING and jumping and messing you uP !

so you sent them elsewhere although,,, hyuck stayed with you

he always does “just in case you get cold or smth”

ur not fooling anyone hyuckie baby

and would you look at that time has FLOWN and it’s time for homecoming !!!!

you plan on going in a big group with hyuck and all The Boys and jaemin has even scored a date !!!

it was highkey through trickery but that’s okay

chenle and jisung are gonna wear matching shirts because they’re headass like that

you’ve already bought a dress and you haven’t ….. shown hyuckie……. just in case……… he asks you

since he…… hasn’t …… YET

renjun keeps assuring you that you don’t need to find a date and that everything is covered but ???? inch resting how duckie has done nOT ONE THING

alright the day of the dance you wake up feeling a little off but go through your normal saturday routine of eating a waffle and absentmindedly watching old gossip girl reruns

but later in the day you feel SHITTY

you’re flushed and your head hurts and it takes so much EFFORT just to get up and get a glass of water

you , comrade, are sick :-(

you text in the gm to let your boys know you can’t come

chenle thinks you’re faking until he calls and hears you sniffling and how rough your voice sounds

“hEY THOT I KNOW UR FAKING BC U DONT HAVE A DATE”

“chenle if it didn’t hurt to speak i would yell at u but my eyes are watering please just text me”

“oh,,,,sorry love u”

and then he hangs up real fast lmao

so you decide to just wallow in despair in your bed and rent overpriced movies on demand

there’s a half drank mug of tea that has long gone cold that contains the medicine you’re supposed to be taking but,, you can’t be bothered tbh lifting your hand is so hard

after a few movies and the sun setting there’s knock at the door ???

you barely hear it since you’re in your room with the door closed but /sigh/ you gotta go answer

you drag yourself out of bed and stumble to the front door and open it, immediately slumping against the frame

this whole time you have still not opened your eyes because light hurts a lil and you know your house well enough

in hindsight that was probably dumb considering you don’t know who’s at the door

you try to open your eyes but they only turn half lidded and droopy so you can just barely make out donghyuck looking Concerned on your front porch

“duckie? what are u doing here?”

“uhhh i uh came to take you to homecoming ??”

he then holds up some flowers and smiles awkwardly

“duckie. baby. sunshine. did u not read the texts i sent ? also it is VERY late to be asking me to homecoming. also, i am a little high on cold medication”

“srry princess, can i come in? you look like you need company and soup and possibly some Sarcastic Banter”

“sounds good duck”

“okay duckie was already incorrect please don’t shorten it to duck”

“you know i didn’t have to let you in”

“so what kind of soup do you want? :-)”

he busies himself attempting to make soup while you have melted into a chair at the dining table with one eye cracked open to watch him

he is very obviously Struggling so you wobble to your feet to stand behind him at the stove and maybe lean a little too much into his back to prop your chin up on his shoulder and reach a hand around him to turn the heat down on the stove

you’ve reached the point of I Don’t Give A Shit and have given up on trying not to be affectionate with him you’re too tired and sickly to restrain yourself and his heart is just steadily beating faster and faster

after your soup you drag him into your bedroom to force him to provide you warmth while watching another movie

but he digs his heels into the floor and tugs on your hand to turn you around

“since you’re missing homecoming….. wanna dance?”

“in my bedroom. while i’m dying. with no music.”

“i’ll take care of the music. cmon don’t be difficult”

“i’m not being difficult i’m just-

you’re cut off by him pressing a finger to your lips and going shhhhhh

you open your mouth to curse him out bc hOW DARE HE

but then he gently pulls you by the waist into his chest and does his best to tuck you under his chin

you’re too comfortable like this so you don’t bother admonishing him for earlier and just settle into his embrace

you loop your arms around his neck as he starts to sway you back and forth

after a couple seconds he starts humming, quietly at first and then louder

and then he starts singing and it’s so sO SWEET AND SOFT

you can feel each breath he takes under your hands and the vibrating of his vocal chords against your forehead and you just close your eyes and press closer to him

you’ve literally never been this content in your whole life binch

he is so warm and ever so often smooths a hand up and down your spine whenever you shiver a little or shift in his arms

when the song finishes you keep swaying with him a little while longer

you’re leaning against him so hard that like the majority of your weight is on him yikes

“babe are you asleep”

“mm”

“no?”

“mmm”

“pretty close though?”

“hm”

“alright”

he chuckles and presses a barely there kiss to the top of your head and sort of waddles the two of you over to the bed

you don’t even have to ask him to climb in with you that was The Plan, Stan

(that’s a saying and also i’m calling u a stan wow queen of puns)

as soon as he settles in you tuck yourself under his arm and throw an arm over him to play with the fingers of his other hand

you’ve got the breakfast club on and it’s Real Nap Hours

hyuck’s arm falls asleep pretty soon tho so instead you switch to laying on your sides facing each other with your face pressed into his neck and your arms draped over each other

right before you fade into unconciousness, he tilts his chin down and nudges his nose against yours to get your attention

your eyes flutter open and you look up at him while he smiles gently down at your sleepy expression aWE ???

“hey wanna be my date when you’re not on your death bed?”

“god, what a romantic. is that a shakespeare quote?”

“shut up and say yes”

“alright fine”

“with more enthusiasm!”

“YES!! GOD DAMN IT”

he shakes his head but then leans down to press a lingering kiss against your cheek before tucking you back against him and evening out his breathing

you fall asleep and dream of boys with beautiful voices who love to dance in the rain

a couple hours later you wake up to a forehead smooch and your Boy whispering bye angel

you sit up and whine and he’s like bby i have to go it’s like midnight n my momma wants me home :(((

you pout and he giggles and taps your lips with his index finger

“go back to sleep and i’ll text you something nice to wake up to yeah?”

you nod and grab his hand to kiss it before flopping back down and passing The Fuck Out

the next morning you wake up still feeling a bit shitty but smiling anyways bc you’ve scored the cutest boy in the universe uwu

he even kept his promise and left you a cute message to wake up to ;((((

duckie☼♥: good morning bbg i hope ur feeling better today and that the sun shines all day for u !!!

you: JEKDKDJ DUCKIE IM STILL SICK BUT TAKE ME ON A DATE RN

you: 💗💗💗💕💌💞💞💗😤💖🤧😔💗😔🤧😔🌺💐🌺🌺🌸💐😔💛😔💛💐🤧💐💐💖💖

duckie☼♥: noooo ur gross

you: you ruined it :(((

duckie☼♥: i mean noooo u gotta get better

you: okay :)))

you finally get over your cold like 4 days later and insist you’re fine to be Taken Out And Treated Like A Princess

he tells you to dress warm except gloves bc he wants to hold youR HAND CAN YOU BELIEVE

you’re weirdly not nervous ? like you thought you would be but you’re just excited and very happy !!!! uwu

he picks you up about an hour after school and reveals that he’s gonna take you to all the cafes in town to people watch and write stories which is !!! your favorite activity !!!!!!

“is it lame??? oh god you think it’s lame i’m so sORRY”

“nO!!! no i love it you did good”

“are you sure?”

“yes duckie”

“okay good i mean i knew you’d like it”

“but you just-“

“hm?”

“,,,,, nevermind”

you both hike around town until it gets late and you’re tired and you end up on a bench in the local park with his head in your lap and your fingers in his hair

you lightly scratch his scalp and hum and he practically PURRS like a cat

(furry ????? it’s more likely than you think)

his eyes are closed and you trace your fingers over his features lightly until it tickles and he scrunches up his nose aw bABY !!!!!

then, without opening his eyes

“so when are you gonna man up and kiss me?”

“first of all, i will never man up i prefer being female thanks. sECOND WHY DO I GOTTA DO IT”

“i asked you on the date !!! you gotta do something!!!”

“i held your hand first!!”

“after i literally offered my hand to you”

“uGH fine come here”

“no i’m not gonna ‘come here’ you literally just made a disgusted noise at the thought of kissing me”

“it wasn’t at the thought of kissing you it was just at you”

“this isn’t helping at all”

you roll your eyes playfully and then yank him up by the collar of his shirt to press your forehead against his

“does this help?”

aND THEN YOU LAY ONE ON HIM ??????:$&:&;&;

QUEEN OF CONFIDENCE

he sighs against your lips and sits up a little more so he can reach you better, smoothing a hand up to cup the side of your jaw and neck

you pull away and his eyes are still closed

“hmmm,,, yeah”

you scoff and drop him back to half laying on your lap

“you’re such a dork”

“yeah but i’m your dork now so it’s embarrassing for both of us”

“aw i wouldn’t have it any other way <333”

“is it just me or was that sarcasm”

“just you <3333”

renjun, who has been rOOTING FOR YOU GUYS THIS ENTIRE TIME

screams when you call him that night lol

literally SCREECHES

chenle happens to be with him and screeches eVEN LOUDER

basically the whole group screams simultaneously they’ve been shipping it since day one

hyuck is a bit prideful so when you guys are out in public he’s not super affectionate but ,, when you’re not out

he’s wrapped around you like a koala and will never let go

you have to go pee? hold it

you’re dehydrated and dying? you can live off of his Love

your favorite activity to do together is BAKING because it never goes well no matter how hard you try

and although it usually ends in DISASTER it’s also a good time and afterwards duckie lets you curl up between his legs on the couch and nap uwu !

dating really didn’t change the dynamic between you two other than affection you still read each other to DUST on the regular lmao

no one gets too harsh tho bc you love each other and whatnot

ugh love ruins all the FUN doesnt it :/

donghyuck makes it his business to know exactly when it will rain and makes sure to be with you when it does

at the first sight of clouds he is in your house with board games and movies and snuggles to distract you !!! what a sweetheart

on days when it’s really bad you just climb into bed and bury your face in his chest while he talks about whatever comes to mind and distracts you

he also takes to slumping down and falling asleep on your shoulder whenever you have movie nights together and it’s so CUTE

his little heart shaped lips and his cheeks always end up smushed and he just looks adorable wow rip you

he’s obsessed with your cheeks he loves to cup your face while he talks to you and press gentle kisses to them during Sleepy Time or when you part ways in the school hallways

if he’s excited he’ll bound up behind you and wrap his arms around you and kiss your cheek real hard and then start babbling about whatever’s got him so worked up

basically, hyuckie is a boy full of sunshine and passion and sarcasm and he’s the best boyfriend you could ever ask for :’-)

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photonconductor · 7 years ago

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i dont have an ao3 but shout out to my homeboys

once upon there was a gay on th e moon bc of a really lovng alternate au idea where elc turened BAD and klaus had a 1000 year nap and it'd take too long to fucking explain this so just roll with it ok. this gay--its elcrest btw hes also a Bad Boy now; he rly likes hot topic and thinks those t shirts with sarcastic sayings are actually rly funny but we all know they aren't--was feleing emo bc he couldn't see his bf xen o bc he betrayed him. so he stayed in his room whining abt how fgay he was until eve showed up

"hey whats wrong elc mother is here for u" even tho shes like 5000 years old and looks like shes 2 and also a rock (but im not rockist guys i promise). elc looked at her with his optics shining in the pale argentate light. good thing hes the seme here bc otherwise he'd start crying. in reality he rly wanted to fucking bone xeno bc obviously they had a lot of gay sex b4 they tried to kkill his mom once nad staring at rocks all day kinda sucks.

a;so burnign alive but hes kind of over that phase.

"im sad my bf left me for 1000 years can i pls go back to earth my raging hard on can't be satisfied bc rocks. my dicks not a jack hammer even tho im jacking it all the time (thats what guys do right bitch i dont know)" eve was so offended she put her hands on her giant rock self thats not just herself. its rly fucking complicated shut up u came here for the gay sex not instructibles on how physical forms manifest.

"we dont say ROCKS in this household young man!!!!"

"ＢＵＴＭＯＯＯＭＭＭＭＭ sorry i forgot to turn off my seme voice lemme adjust my mic it happens when my dick is hard" elcrest coughed twice "ok sounds good, BUT MOM I RLY NEED TO NUT. YOU KNOW NUT I'M SAYING... ITS ALL OR NUTTING BUT MOSTLY NUTTING IN XENO'S SWEET HOT BUNS"

"stop talking abt nuts u disgusting boy fine, god, if u leave me alone u gaylord"

and then eve punched him so hard in the dick that elcrest landed on earth in a giatn crater. how hes still alive is bc he still had some continues left like in mario even though this is a srpg game. once elc recovered he struck a pose and laughed evilly while twirling his mustache.

"finally...... I have RETURNED for xeno's hot man breasts! the world cannot stop me now!!" he cackly cackkled and quickly ripped off the fake mustache he put on just for this one scene. then elc went on a quest to find where klaus was and bc the author is too lazy to write any tansitional scenes.

elc found him chilling in his bed reading a book that was called Sweets and You: Do sweets make u inherantly Gay? elcrest made the PFFT noise. ofc they make u gay, fuckiing idiot book. he could write better than that author. in fact, elcrest was gonna do that when he got home bc obviously if this trash is published any shit elc wrote would be good.

NO! he had to focus! but he couldnt stop staring at xenos man boobs and felt his dick get hard again. elc got a nose bleed too bc thats what happens in anime right. i played persona 4 i know what im about

"damn u xeno." elc said thru his nosebleed and klaus looked up bc the author cant fucking rmemeber who is klaus and who is xeno and was surprised i remmebred his name but could not remember remember the 5th of novemember

"what"

"XENO IT IS I" since h e was caught red handed he just kickflipped through the window anyway. he did a sick flip then stood in the middle of klauses room. klaus made a gay gaspp

"alto! what are u doing hre!?" klaus said, bc in this AU that was his codename. elc wanted to be currently doing that but eve said no. fuck his mom. except please dont bc i know you sick fucks are thinking abt it.

"I HAVE COME TO BRING YOU BACK TO THE GAY SIDE, XENO WE HAVE COOKIES. bc i really miss that bammin slammin bootilicious sex we used 2 have and you are in fact bammin slammin bootilicious. also have u heard the word and gospel of our savior mother" elc said gayly

"dude no please stop preaching in my house im a changed man now" xeno pirouetted out of bed

"cmon man im ur seme u cant refuse we made like a yaoi blood oath u cant go back on ur word" elc pushed him back on thebed bc he'd have his ass yet anyway so no real use getting up. bc what is consent anyway hes Bad

"o shit really huh" klaus paused in thougt and bad elc laughed evilly. his plan was working!! all he had 2 do was the final touches! i mean besides touching xenos dick or whatever we're not yet. sorry u have to suffer for ten more paragraphs for sweat boy on boy. elc then turned around an produced a kitty keyboard from the recesses of his coat tails. xeno made the :O face and elc sat down bc playing while standing rly fuckin g sucks

"i wrote this for u on the moon so you'll be hypnotized by my sick beats" then he pulled the mic out of the keyboard and made a sick beatbox noise. No i dont know what the fuck it sounds like just google it. klaus blushued and made another gay gasp and elc made the >:3 face

then be started to play the piano keyboard. he was playing cruel angel thesis, their theme song that they had decided at 1am while xeno was drunk af. it was their theme song despite none of them speaking fucking japanese but they just felt it in their SOULS. it was rly gay. elc was going so fucking hARD that his hard on was getting 40 hard ons. and thats four tens the hard ons. and its rad.

except the ebst part was it was all in meows so it spoke 2 klaus' furry soul.

klaus nyaed softly in surprise and suddenly all his memories of being xneo were restored!!! he gave into the desire that he craved in his soul and opened his big man arms bc for some reaon everyone thinks dudes are thirsty af. dont ask me why

"elc1!1 pls take me!! but be gentle my ass hasnt been ravaged in 1000 years (sick reference to hilda and altos magical wedding night by sorunort like, comment, subscribe for more sick referneces like this one)" xeno mewled like afucking furry and elc nodded once. xeno walked up to elc an touched his man boob sensually even tho xeno is like 60 feet taller than elc just imagine it ok

elc now has sunglasses just bc i think its a funny image

"xeno...... lets do it" elc said softly

"o h elc senpai......." xeno meowed

"and i'll keep my sunglasses on bc i hate the sun #moonlifeforever" and xeno gayzed into his emotion shields sensuallyier. then elc kissed him passionately and their tongues battled for dominance but we all know klaus is a fucking bottom bitch as stated in hilda and altos magical wedding night by sorunort paragraph 17 and 18 bc it was a dialogue.

then elc ripped off his clothes bc hes fucking JACKED and jACKED OFF and xeno gay gasped forlike the third time in this fic. elc was fuckign shredded. legends told of his abs but this time it was real. almost like the fact that shaved ice flavors dont actually exists the syrup is just food coloring. his dong dangled in the breeze and xeno was turned tf on so he took off his clothes too bc hes not a god damn animal god whats wrong with u elc.

except elc didnt take off the sunglasses like he promised so those were still on dont worry readers i got you covered.

"get on ur knees dude and give me a wet willy but like on my dick" elc demanded

"wtf no"

"dude u cant say no its a smutfic"

"ok yeah i guess i kinda do like sucking dick or somethign"

"PREPARE TO EAT YOUR LAST DICK, XENO" elc cackcled and then xeno succed his dick like no tomorrow. elc practically creamed right there bc he couldnt get his rocks off on the moon for 1000 years (hahaha no im not gonna stop makign rock jokes). also xeno has no gagreflex bc he succed dick like a thousand times. once that was over elc just punched his dick in xenos hot cross buns and xeno meowed again

"why are u still a furry after 1000 years" elc asked but continued to Ravage The Promised Ass

"do u nyat like it erucu-kun???" xeno purred and elc shook his head

"no ur still banging its ok"

NUT THEN (i wanted to write but but i typoed and decided to keep it its funnier this way) xenos ass started 2 glow with a new holy light

"WHAT tHE FUCK" elc yelled

"my ass was actually the only way we could turn u good again! the more u fuck me the gooder u are!" and elc gasped gayily! no! his plan was working against him! he could alredy feel the goodness (haha get it bc fucking is hot i guess) turning him good! he had 2 pull out but found he couldnt. xeno was just too bammin slammin bootlicious

"HOW DARE YOU TRICK, I, ELCREST THE CONDICKTOR" he roared and xeno was tuned on again bc roaring is prolly a furry thign im not a furry im sorry

"it was for ur own good elc bc i love you!" xeno dokied so hard there were shoujo sparkles and even elc got shoujo sparkles. his azure optics glew like stella glow and u could almost see constellations in them. except there were sunglasses so u couldnt actually see it but the reader can. xneo was right. he was his tru love..... not the Mother..... his mom was lame anyway all she did was talk to rocks

"xeno.............." elc said wiwstfully before bangin xeno harder. their bangin was so intense everyone could hear it in the kngihts barraks. it was so loud that even ana in her coma woke up for like a second to be like The Gays are At It Again. soon enough the banging was sucessful. elc glew in a beautiful magical girl ligtht and he was become good again. xeno shed a single tear but licked it away

"im cured! xeno ur ass did it! plus that was hot" elc smiled and im pretty sure xeno cried bc look at that man. hes so beautiful. please take the $2 from my purse. they embraced in a gay way. it was cute and xeno did a thumbs up and ana's face appeared at 20% opacity in the bg and she was also winking

"elc i am so glad u are back and i love u" then they made out. for a rly long time too bc theyre so fucking GAY good lord how could stella glow keep this under wraps. then they decidd they had to punch eve in the rock bc she was a dickw hile elc was being emo and stuff. BUT FIRST, xeno got porked lke 80 more times b4 then bc 1000 years does a lot do u.

the end remember to like, comment, subscribe for more fics like this one, seeya

#choo choo motherfucker #im sorry

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