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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐨𝐫
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Summary: He wants to be your only one... the fact that you've barely said a word to each other is irrelevant.
Warnings: Language, Humor, Unedited, Fluff, Neighbours to fuck buddies to Lovers, Leehan as his own warning, Jealous!Leehan, Possessiveness, Smut +18 (Minors DNI), Cunnilingus, Needy sex, Grinding, Premature Orgasm, Masturbation, Degradation Kink, Rough Sex
He's wrecking so very badly, Send help
Donghyun was going about his day perfectly fine until he set his foot over the kitchen threshold, and the first trickle of a moan came in from the adjacent walls. He immediately recognized the very specific, very airy octave of your voice.
The panting, the gasps, the very scheduled short exhales that ran through the conduit of your throat. He tries to stare at the fish through the aquatic looking glass in peace, hoping to alleviate the sound of your moaning that continues to bleed from the insulation in the thin apartment walls.
He finds himself quite vexed which is incredibly rare for nonchalant, unbothered Donghyun. For the longest time he thought he was broken. Never being able to forge any special connection with anyone that didn't sport a fin or gills.
When he met you though…
“No-” Donghyun shakes his head, hoping the movement might wash away all the mental images threatening to implode his head in. The memory of your passionate, albeit short history as neighbourly fuckbuddies threatens to rear its ugly head… Donghyun tries to distract himself and these new and complicated feelings of jealousy (definitely jealousy) by focusing on the underwater scavengers swimming blissfully about their makeshift prison. Every time he tries, you moan a particularly loud ‘F-Fuck’, and now he's hard and damnit, he can't focus on the fish. Your moans ascend to a higher octave, an octave that gives him unfortunate flashbacks of the night he first met you.
Then, it had been him who drew those sounds from your throat.
Donghyun didn't always believe in fate but there was no other way to describe that evening. You would have both continued on as oblivious neighbours were it not for your roommate accidentally locking you out of your apartment for the 100th time. Donghyun reminisces on how he found you seated outside your door. A tipsy, blubbering mess.
Thinking that he wouldn't like to go to hell, Donghyun decided to pick you up from off the floor after inquiring whether you were comfortable with fish (he wouldn't like to invite any stranger into his apartment that was even a little bit hostile towards the fish) and thereafter, lumbered you over the threshold.
You had been mumbling about a variety of topics that Donghyun would kill to have you relay back to him right now, but one after the other, the topics dwindled into you enquiring about more alcohol. Claiming that you couldn't wait for your roommate on an empty stomach.
"Food," he had said in a deep and dreary monotonous voice, "If you're hungry, you should eat some food,"
"Food is boring," you whined.
"It really is," he found himself agreeing almost automatically.
"I have an even better idea," it was then, that you uncovered three bottles of soju from your purse with a conspiratorial drunken smirk on your face. The evening had inevitably ended with the both of you getting inebriated under the dim blue lights shining from his tank. And under those very same lights, while Donghyun droned on about the cardiovascular system of freshwater fish, your lips met his in a sloppy, unceremonious kiss.
He did not know this when you kissed him, but he would soon become obsessed with you. That could be the only thing he could describe this as.
"Ugh, how can you stand to listen to the sounds of our neighbors fucking," Donghyun is pulled from his reverie by Sungho who strolls into the kitchen. His roommate's messy head of hair is tipped back in distaste at the scandalous sounds emanating from the next door apartment.
"Neighbour." Donghyun says, "We only have one and she lives alone," Donghyun appears seemingly unperturbed by the sound of your moaning. If not for the subtle whitening of his knuckles against the tabletop upon which his fish tank sat, anyone could've sworn he didn't feel a thing.
"I don't even wanna know how you know that-" Sungho begins to rummage for his pots and pans, all while Donghyun drones on.
"I spoke to her. Once." Donghyun says "Only once. We had sex."
A clamouring of metallic utensils ring throughout the small apartment as Sungho whips his head around to stare at the monotonous boy with amazement.
"Is there anything you ever think of keeping to yourself?"
Donghyun ignores his statement, "But now she's doing that..." he says, in that same difficult-to-interpret, monotonous voice. Donghyun gestures to the blank wall that divided the apartments, "With whoever that is..." A tense silence prolongs before Donghyun; quite suddenly, stands up. "Should I go over there?"
Sungho's shakes his head as he says, "You should absolutely not go over there-"
"I think I should go over there," He's already backing out of his chair, bidding the fish goodbye.
"Donghyun, I will disown you as a member of this apartment if you go over there-"
"It'll be quick,"
"Donghyun."
He's not sure why he'd wanna torture himself, nor did he care to know. All Donghyun is concerned with is the sound of your pleasure being caused by someone else. Someone that isn't him. And so he thinks nothing of it as he drifts towards your door stationed right next to his and he knocks.
There is a bump of furniture and a swear until you're racking the door open, the very vision of pre-orgasm jitters. Donghyun observes you in this very familiar glow. Your eyes are wide and wayward. Your hands are fumbling with the belt of your robe and there's a slight tremor moving through your entire form. You may appear disheveled to any other passerby but to him, you were the very object of his desires.
When your eyes land on him, your shoulders deflate in an unimpressed stance. You are just in the middle of scolding him lightly as you say, “No, Donghyun, I don't wanna volunteer to clean the beach with yo-”
You're not able to finish your sentence because he's rushed towards you in an instant, capturing your lips against the soft plush pillows of his own, and your words die right then and there. He cradles your face with both hands and you yelp in shock as he nips at your bottom lip, all while pushing himself into your apartment.
“I didnt-” he whispers, unable to tear his lips fully away from yours, “I didn't come here for that-”
He mindlessly kicks off his shoes at the doorway which proves to be exceedingly difficult, given the fact that he's hellbent on keeping your lips attached.
“D-Donghyun-” you try to mumble but his lanky fingers curl into your cheeks, forcefully keeping you there. He kisses your roughly. So roughly it nearly knocks out every single sliver of sensibilities you had left. His tongue is long and eager as it drift over the outside of your lips and on the inside, seemingly wanting to eat you whole.
“Donghyun-”
“What-” he whines, stomping his socks-clad feet against the wooden floorboards. “Why are you ruining the moment?” He dips his head down to try and capture your lips once more, but now that you've escaped his forcefield, you've sobered up a bit.
“Why are you, in my apartment?!” It's the only thing you manage to say, with your hand pressed firmly against his sternum. You're both panting loudly. Both caught in a very dangerous state.
Donghyun swallows thickly.
For some reason, you drop your hand to grip your robe tighter, as if not trusting yourself to keep it on in his presence. It is a baby pink robe that Donghyun finds surprisingly erotic. With the scent of sex hanging in your living room, it was difficult not to find anything erotic. He sees you watching him with wide, baggy eyes. Those were erotic too.
“Donghyun.” You begin, with a voice lowered in warning. “Why are you here?”
He swallows once again before straightening his spine and running a hand through his mid length brown locks. He fights to regain some sense of control as he racks his brain for all every plausible excuse.
“So-” he clears his throat, “I'm a father of fish,”
“Famously,” you mock with the roll of the eye. He has to stop himself from kissing you again, choosing to lift his left hand to push down his right twisting in a fist at his side.
“And I’m thinking of adopting a few cichlids.”
“That doesn't explain why you kissed me?” Instead of answering your question, Donghyun ventures to stroll towards your couch as he says, “And the males, famously, cannot be put in the same tank as other aquatic fish. They're unnecessarily hostile and territorial,” he lowers himself fo your couch, “Kinda like you are right now,”
Before you shout at him, he continues
“And I was wondering if you have a spare fish tank around here by any chance.” he nods his head, throughly please with his awful lying skills, “Thats why I'm here.” Donghyun’s eyes are still coasting around your apartment, waiting to hear the voice of the male that was making you moan so loud just a second ago.
“You expect me to just have a fish tank?” You deadpan, “By chance?”
“I don't think my question was so difficult to understand.” Donghyun watches you with a cocky open mouth smirk as he pushes his back against your couch, “This conversation would've been wrapped up so easily if you just-”
“Well, thanks for the weird nature lecture,” you're charging towards him, robe billowing. He sits up, excited. “And the kiss-”
“We could do that again if you want-”
“But I have to study, Donghyun, and you're distracting me,”
You're latching onto his forearm, hellbent on pulling him off your couch but Donghyun digs his other hand into the seat, letting it act as an anchor, keeping him there.
It is then, that your hot pink vibrator rolls out from underneath a cushion and right against the side of his hand.
You stop your pulling.
He stops his mumbling protests.
You both stare down at your vibe sitting comfortably against his hand in the dip of the couch.
“I-”
“Studying, huh?” the smugness in his voice is borderline sadistic. Now it's your turn to scan your brain for every possible way you could detangle yourself from this web of embarrassment. “I like this kinda studying-”
“Donghyun-”
“Leehan-”
“Whatever.” You sigh wistfully, “Just, get out, please.”
“So you don't want my help then?” The question rocks you to your core, a core which you unfortunately realise is still soaked and begging for release. You were just on the precipice of diving headfirst into your orgasm when the knock on the door came and you were overflowing with anxiety. Honestly, being bombarded with a kiss from the weird guy next door shouldn't have been as pleasant as it had been, but your needs evidently took priority of your senses.
“H-Help?” Your voice is barely above a whisper, “How?”
“Lemme show you,” he whispers with all the allure of a Disney prince, and the sensuality of a crimson ribbon. He wraps his hand around your forearm; twirling you quite ceremoniously into his lap.
“You must be so needy right now,” He whispers into your ear while he moves at snails pace, to lower your back against the couch, “I promise to be so good. Better than last time-”
“We were drunk,” you say, utterly captivated by Donghyun now peppering kisses along your legs. He makes his slow descent down the hill of your thighs, while everything in him craves to just attach his lips to your clit until you're riding his face dismally.
Donghyun groans then into the open air. “Fuck, I wanna eat you out,” he admits gravely. He lifts his eyes, hoping to relay to you just how badly he wanted this.
“We were drunk then, so let me do a better job now, ‘kay?” Donghyun rubs dizzying circles against your stomach, still very much covered by your robe.
“O-Okay-” You whisper your consent and it completely throws him over the edge. You yelp when Donghyun grabs ahold of your calves, almost immediately fighting your leg over his shoulder as if your weight was nonexistent.
“Don't blame me if I like�� cum in my pants or something, alright?” He says, lowering his face to your exposed as he spready your legs wider.
“P-Please just eat me out, Donghyun,” you were asking him to as if you needed him. That thought solidified itself in his stomach and wrenches your panties to the side, immediately attacking your pussy with his puffy lips.
“F-FUCK, LEEHAN- NOT SO FAST-” Your hands fly to his locks. Your mouth hangs open and you watch in disbelief as he hums against your vagina.
“You called me Leehan-”
“You're- so-” A gasp steals itself from your throat as Donghyun sticks his tongue out to lick a thick strip up the length of your pussy, “s-trange.” you say, unable to chase his lips with your hips.
"You're so hot- fuck,” Donghyun immediately shifts onto the floor so he’s kneeling before you. Your cunt weeps for him and he gladly obliges.
“What a leaky little girl,” he whispers, instantly feeling your hips stutter upwards, “You like that? You like it when I call you my leaky fucking girl-”
You're moaning again, and Donghyun can't help but smirk.
“Y-You're such a pretty little slut, you know that?” Donghyun Isn't sure where that came from, but he's rutting into the couch now, at the same pace you're fucking his face and he knows he needs to say it.
“Oh my fucking God- Donghyun!” You're utterly amazed. Amazed because you didn't remember your last time with Donghyun being so visceral. You nearly see stars when he wiggles his tongue against your entrance, begging for entry.
“F-Fuck my face, baby,”
“D-D-” His name is lost in your mouth and you're lost at the sight of him kneeling for you, fucking helplessly against the couch as he kisses your cunt oh so sloppily. You slip into your orgasm with a shallow gasp and Donghyun's eyes flutter closed, smooching your pussy in pure fucking bliss. He's mumbling incoherently info your cunt, telling her soft nothings until his own hips stutter-
“G-God your pussy is so precious,” he whispers, “So fucking precious-”
You're breathing heavily, but Donghyun decides he's not done as he rises from between your legs. Through your half-lidded gaze, you can spy the wet spot against his sweatpants, and yet he still seems driven by lust. That was one thing you did remember from your last encounter. Once you had Leehan revved up, it was nearly impossible to turn him off.
“I wanna fuck you,” he says monotonously while already pulling at the drawstring of his sweatpants, “I wanna fucking merge into you, L-Like a fucking anglerfish-” he lowers himself on top of you, “D'you know that once the males find a suitable female they merge into-”
“Give me five seconds.” You beg, still in the process of catching your breath, "Or fifteen,"
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Do you know if there's a chance that someone just... Can't do magic? I feel like none of my spells work despite trying different methods and advice, I've never been chosen by a deity like most practicioners seem to be, I feel like there's something I'm missing fundamentally that means I just can't make magic. How can I check, so I stop giving myself hope and then having it crushed?
Perhaps a bad faith take, but I doubt most practitioners have been chosen by deities. I am of the opinion that many people believe they are supposed to be chosen and then use very lax systems of omen reading to justify that such-and-such god is claiming them.
Over the years, many people have asked me for help getting their spells to work, or solving such-and-such magical blockage.
And unfortunately, just about every time, the end result is that the person really has not done as much work as they think they have done, and they are still more or less on square one (or square zero) of practice.
Here are the sorts of questions I would ask you if we were chatting about this:
Focus
What specific school of magic are you trying to learn? "Witchcraft" and "magic" are not schools. Are you trying to learn Traditional Witchcraft? Lodge Magic? Chaos Magick? Appalachian Folk Magic? Dianic Wicca?
Out of the school of magic you are trying to learn, how many books have you read about it?
Out of those books, how many of them focused on actual technique and theory? As in, explaining the magical theories as to why this system works the way it does.
Do you have a clear understanding of why this magical system works the way it does? Can you describe it to me?
Within the magical system you have chosen to study, is there a clearly laid groundwork for what practitioners are supposed to have to do before they are valid/initiated/adept within this system? If so, have you achieved all of those requirements?
How many months of ongoing study and practice do you think is reasonable until you are ready to move to a new school of focus?
Learning Plan
Witchcraft is a complex and variable skill that, like writing a novel, requires a working knowledge of many diverse skillsets.
What is the specific goal you are working towards at this time? "Getting a spell to work" is not specific enough. "Casting a prosperity spell that is able to generate small amounts of cash, gifts, or benefits within a 2 week period" is the type of thing I mean.
What is your lesson plan to achieve that goal? An example might be, 1) read a book on prosperity magic, 2) study and research 5 accessible plants related to prosperity, 3) learn an energy raising technique, 4) learn how to charge correspondences, 5) learn how to add correspondences to candle spell, 6) learn magical timing techniques.
Even if you do not have a lesson plan, can you name the top 3 things you have been actively practicing to try and become a better practitioner? Examples might be energy raising, visualizing techniques, talking to spirits.
Once you formulate a lesson plan, ask yourself how many hours you think is reasonable to spend on each step. If you don't think you've ever successfully raised energy before, do you think it's fair that you might require 10 hours of practice learning your first energy raising technique before you can do it?
Could you explain to me the steps you believe are required to perform magic? Include how many hours you've spent practicing techniques applicable to each step.
Practice
Think of magic as being like learning to close a restaurant by yourself. You must be experienced in all of the stations, and have in-depth knowledge about the standards required. Do you also have such experience and understanding when it comes to your own craft?
Outside of reading and study, since the start of your practice, how many hours of concerted effort have you put in trying to perform magical techniques? This includes energy work, casting spells, sensing energies, divination, talking to spirits.
Write a list of each specific magical technique you have tried to learn. Not just "energy work" but, "Earth-roots grounding visualization to raise or balance energy into the planet." "Gathering energy into the lungs and exhaling to release excess energy." "Trying to contact the spirits of tarot cards." Be very specific. Next, write down how many hours you think you have spent practicing each technique. Which techniques have you spent more than 10 hours practicing, even if that practice is across years?
Write down every spell you ever remember trying to cast. How many are there?
Of all the spells you've tried to cast, are they from a wide variety of intents (such as prosperity, protection, luck, binding, conjuring), or are they mostly one type (e.g., prosperity)? Write down how many different kinds of spells you've tried to cast, based on intent. Have you practiced at least 5-10 spells in each category?
Technique
You've asked me, so given the way I do things:
How long does it take you to cast simple spells? Do you think it might be reasonable to expect that casting even a simple spell could take 30 minutes or more?
When you work spells, how long does it take you to raise energy? This can also include hours/days spent finding objects/ingredients of natural power. Would you say that you spend at least 10-15 minutes raising magical power for every spell that you cast?
When you work spells, how do you imprint/program energy? How do you stamp it with your intent so you know it's going to do what you want it to do?
When you work spells, how do you deliver them to their target? What techniques and methods do you employ to make sure they can get to where they need to go?
Before you cast spells, how much divination or investigation do you perform to make sure the spell will be effective for your purposes? Even a perfect screwdriver will fail where a hammer is required.
Do you use traditional techniques like aligning your spells to planetary timing, gathering taglocks, casting circles, or calling quarters?
Hygiene
How often do you perform self-cleansing? Otherworldly grime can obfuscate magical power.
Have you ever cast, or had others cast for you, unblocking or unbinding spells to help open the roads of your power?
How often do you engage in managing your personal energy? For example, centering/reclaiming exercises to pull escaped energy back into yourself, or energy gathering exercises to build up personal power.
Resources
Of the people you are asking for magical help, are they all a part of the same group who carry similar worldviews and would tend to suggest the same advice?
Of the people you are asking for magical help, how many of them are able to affirm that they are mentors, teachers, spirit doctors, or consultants qualified to help people with the problem you have?
Do you have a group you can work with to practice skills, such as energy charging and energy reading?
When you cast spells, do you have someone you can send photos of the spellwork to, so they can try to perform readings or diagnosis on what's actually going on?
Reality
Have you chosen a start date for your practice (such as, "I've been a practitioner for 2 years,") but in reality you have only tried to practice magic for a very limited time (say, 1 or 2 months out of that period)? If so, is it possible that you are comparing yourself to the success of a practitioner of 2 years, instead of a practitioner of 2 months?
Does the kind of magic you believe in dictate that rigor and technique are required to achieve results? Or are you more working in the "visualize and believe" arena?
Are you comparing your successes to people who are telling the truth about their practice? Is it possible people you are comparing yourself to are not using rigorous self-assessment when they calculate their own wins?
Are you comparing your successes to people who may have been practicing for decades or more on intensive paths, or who have spent thousands of hours honing their practice within a single area?
Are you being realistic about what actual success looks like? For example, casting a protection spell, something not protected against happens, and then deciding that because something bad in general happened, the entire protection failed.
Anyway Anon, to actually answer your question: no, I don't believe some people just "can't do magic." In very rare circumstances, some people may have serious blockages or entanglements going on that must be resolved before they can do magic. Others may require less intensive spellwork like unblocking to clear the way (like idk, maybe granny prayed over you in the crib that you'd never get involved with all this evil occult stuff).
It's my experience that almost everyone who thinks they can't do magic, if they were being very honest with themselves, would have a hard time coming up with actual lists of things they have done to try to be better at magic; they have perhaps practiced for a handful of hours across several months; they are not learning core skills (like energy work, divination, or trancework); and they are not working off of tried-and-true systems, but are rather setting up camp at the intersection of every possible shortcut (clear quartz, rosemary, and roses are universal substitutes; you don't have to use any physical tools or ingredients; visualization is the same as energy raising; intent is all you need; traditional methods of targeting such as obtaining taglocks are irrelevant; casting a circle is irrelevant; magical headspace is irrelevant; building and consecrating of holy areas such as altars is irrelevant; astrological timing and places of power are irrelevant; going to great lengths to obtain or preserve power is irrelevant).
The other 3% of people pissed on a fairy tree when they were kids and need to spend a couple of months working with a mediator to rectify their relationship with the spirit world.
Do feel free to DM me, if you like.
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Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Serial Killers, Murder, Obsessions, Yandere tendencies, more to be added.
Chapter Nine
The silver earring glinted out of place in her jewelry box, amongst all her strikingly gold pieces. She shouldn’t have taken it, she knew that much but she couldn’t help it. It sat there like an unnerving prize for her dedication in snooping about where Kirk had specifically told her not to. But why? If it was a random girl he had fleeting slept with she could stomach that. There was something incredibly disconcerting however about its place tucked away with his knife, hidden from view like a secret.
“You good baby?” Kirk’s voice called from behind her. Quickly she snapped the wooden case closed and turned to meet him where he leant against the doorframe of her bedroom. It had been a week since she had found it. She had spent nearly every day since then with him, she hadn’t gotten a single call since she had devoted her time to Kirk under the pretense of his protection. It was just one of many glaring concerns that she had been willfully ignoring.
Her parents were unfortunately out of town this weekend, on a business trip. They had begged Y/N to come along with them, and for good reason. What parent in their right mind would leave their daughter alone during times like these. However there was something about the look in Kirk’s eyes when she told him that made her insist to her parents she would be fine alone, plus someone needed to look after the dog…right?
Which is how she ended up with Kirk staying here. He had gotten comfortable a little too quickly for her liking. Moving through her house like he had been there plenty of times before. He hadn’t… Her mother would never willingly let him come in here. Something was wrong, and she couldn’t place her finger on it, nor did she really feel like she wanted to. It was easier to ignore the unsettling behavior and focus on how sweet he was, how warm he made her feel.
She smiled at him and leaned back against her dresser as he approached her. He looked a little out of place in her soft feminine room. “Yeah I’m okay, just zoned out.” She lied easily to him. Why ruin a good thing right? She closed her eyes as he leaned in to kiss her. Her fingers gripped the edge of her dresser. Kissing him had become like second nature to her now, as easy as breathing. He took from her whenever he felt like now.
His hands slipped down across the curve of her waist before settling in the dip of her hips, tugging them forward to press flush against his. He let out a sweet needy moan that had her eagerly twitching against him. Y/N slipped her hands up to cup the back of his neck and pull him in deeper. “Please,” He spoke against her with a growing desperation she had begun to get familiar with. It scared her to a degree. “I want you so fucking bad.” He tightened his fingers against her.
Y/N had been avoiding this for a while now, maybe too long, since the night she went down on him in the back of his car…the night the last victim had been found. The images came rushing back to her, the alley, the smell of blood, the brutal way in which her body had been found. Quickly she broke away from him with wide eyes, her chest heaving as a panicked fear gripped her tightly. It settled against her skin, making her break out in sweat that cooled instantly against the air in her room.
“Woah, woah hey.” Kirk’s voice softened, going all sticky and sweet the way she liked. There were fingers cupping her face, forcing her to look up into his eyes. Nothing felt quite real, like he was pulling her from cold water and forcing air back into her lungs. “Y/N? What's going on, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to freak you out!” His voice was laced with apologetic undertones that she didn’t know if she really believed was genuine.
Blood, Dismemberment, pure gore. The brutal descriptors of each murder that had taken place. The venomous threats from the phone calls for her, the familiarity in which the man on the phone had addressed her with, his taunting calls that this was all her fault. Her brain thrummed painfully against the confines of her skull. She gripped at her hair in a desperate attempt to distract herself from the painful pounding. Her fault, her fault.
Finally she was snapped from her trance by gentle shaking of her shoulders. Kirk’s panicked eyes finally came into focus in front of her. “Breathe, please.” He pleaded. Oh, she was on the verge of a full blown panic attack. Slowly she nodded and inhaled one large shaky breath, holding it for a moment before releasing it and falling forward to rest her head against his shoulder. “There you go,” He mumbled, his heavy hand coming to rest on the small of her back and rubbing a gentle pattern against the fabric of her shirt.
She took another moment to fill her lungs until she no longer needed to remind herself how to breathe. “Sorry,” She whispered, her voice sounded distant to her own ears. She pulled away from his embrace, moving past him to sit herself on the edge of her bed. She watched his lips pull into a frown before quickly shaking it off and moving to sit beside her. “I just- I’m still…” She swallowed hard and looked towards her bedroom window. That ever present feeling of being watched in her room had dissipated with Kirk around…was it the feeling of being protected or…
“You’re still not ready to have sex with me?” The man's words cut through her thoughts, striking at her. They sounded more bitter, accusatory. It caught her off guard greatly. Her eyes widening as her face scrunched up into a mixture of disbelief and disgust. He took notice and quickly tried to cover his tracks. “Sorry I didn’t mea-”
Cutting him off Y/N shook her head. “This has nothing to do with me wanting to, or not wanting to fuck you Kirk” She said in exasperation. Her hands went limp in her lap as she scrutinized him under her gaze. “God can you…can you think without your dick for one second?” She snapped at him, she had never snapped at him. She had never needed to. Lately however, no, since the beginning actually, his actions had been consistently driven with a lustful undertone. It flattered her at first, but every single action he made towards her now seemed to be with the intent to consume her. “I was thinking about being fucking murdered, y’know the very real threat I'm still dealing with!”
Kirk furrowed his brows, his eyes going…blank. Like all the shine and life had been sapped from them. His hands twitched, furling and unfurling his fingers repeatedly in what looked like a motion intended to soothe his nerves. She shivered, for all the comfort he offered her, he induced fear within her tenfold. It felt silly when there was nothing outwardly intimidating about him, he wasn’t strikingly tall, or muscular, he didn’t look scary. But the way his face went void of all emotion in the drop of hat, the inherent way he reacted with violence before correcting himself.
The push and pull between her desire to keep him near and run far away from him had left her in a constant limbo state of anxiety. Her eyes flicked across him waiting for him to speak once more. She opened her mouth to apologize, she didn’t feel she was in the wrong for her observation but she would much rather keep the peace. “Sorry I… I’ve been a little pent up, I shouldn’t make you feel like it’s your fault.” He finally broke the stifling silence. “I do…I do care, you know, about all of this. You’ve just been so good at putting on a brave face I kind of forgot.”
Had she been playing it off that well? She didn’t think so in the slightest. The nightmares, the dissociation, the very fact she was staying with him all week out of fear? Was that really putting on a brave face? Still it was a better explanation than none, an apology to settle the tension. She would take it. With a sigh she nodded and offered him a small smile. “Yeah, sorry.” She whispered. “Didn’t mean to yell at you like that.” One ingenuine apology for another.
In a way that was so tender it nearly made her forget her anger, Kirk cupped her cheek and leaned down to push his lips against her forehead. Y/N melted against him, resting the weight of her head in his hands. “It’s okay you can yell at me whenever you want, I can take it.” He cracked a crooked grin and his eyes sparkled with warmth. Flip of a switch, two sides, she needed to not get lost in it. Slowly he pulled his hands away and her head dropped with a whine of protest.
She grasped at him, curling her fingers into his hair and slipping her lips along the underside of his jaw. “It’s not that I don’t want to, y’know, sleep with you.” her breath ghosted across his skin. “I just can’t seem to let my guard down.” She admitted softly. Every time she tried she was struck with debilitating fear. Her whole body tensing up and shutting down. Her brain was running into overdrive in fight or flight mode.
Kirk nodded with a sympathetic smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “It’s okay you don’t have to explain yourself to me.” He cupped the back of her head keeping her pressed into his neck, a soft breath escaping him as her lips latched onto his skin once more. “been waiting a while, I can wait longer.” He hummed and tilted his head back further.
Been waiting a while? It had only been a few weeks, maybe a month since she had come home for the summer, since they had started talking. Sure maybe that was a while for most impatient men looking to get their dick wet. But his voice was filled with the longing and melancholy of someone who had been yearning for a long time, too long. “What do you mean waiting for a while?” She asked gently as she pulled away from the bruise she had been painting onto his tanned skin.
He looked down at her, his eyes nearly boring into hers as if searching for something, recognition? When he seemed satisfied in his findings he shrugged. “I thought it was pretty obvious I had a pretty big crush on you before you left for college.” He shrugged against his admittance. “I was pretty disappointed I never got up the courage to ask you out before you left me.”
Left me, left me. The voice on the phone, ‘waiting for you since you left, you left me’. Her smile faltered for a brief moment as she looked up at Kirk. Digging into her skin were the cold grimy hands of primal fear. Tracing across her body like the scattering of spider legs. She was being pulled down, the floor beneath her given way to an empty grave. Gone was any uncertainty about the way she felt towards him. She knew how she felt, terror.
Quickly she brightened her smile once more, beaming up at him in an awe and admiration fit only for a god and he preened under it. “Really?” She asked sweetly. “I'm sorry I really never knew, I guess I'm a little oblivious,” She laughed and hoped that she had kept the nervous edge out of it. He didn’t seem to notice. “You should have asked me out,” She nodded and swallowed hard. “Probably would have saved us both a lot of trouble.”
Kirk shrugged and wrapped his arms around her. “Oh well, we're making up for it now.” He sighed none the wiser. He tugged her against his chest and laid back against her bed, their legs dangling over the edge of it. She shivered with the irrational fear of a monster gripping her ankle and dragging her down below. But really it wasn't all that irrational was it, not when that monster was cuddled up against her in a falsely protective embrace.
She was lying with death himself.
#metallica#metallica fanfiction#metallica/reader#kirk hammett#kirk hammett x reader#kirk hammett/reader
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Ragnor as the TWP Gang’s Warlock
Artist: @cassandrajean
A vague expression passed over Malcolm’s face. “I can’t remember precisely. Magnus, stop bothering Emma and Julian,” he said, and there was a tinge of something like annoyance in his voice. Professional jealousy, Emma guessed. “This is my domain. You’ve got your own hopeless humans in New York.” - Lady Midnight
Anyway, back to breakfast and the knock on the door. It was Ragnor, looking a sprightly shade of green, like an English meadow. He sailed right past Julian and began inspecting the drapes. Well, he was probably inspecting something magical, like the curse, but to me it looked like he was inspecting the curtains and the wallpaper. Maybe he’s thinking of decorating his own place. Or maybe he was just giving Julian some time alone with Ty, because Ty was still standing on the stairs, with a duffel bag over his arm, looking adorably awkward. - Secrets of Blackthorn Hall
Bruce, I swear at one point Ragnor told a joke in Coptic and Ty laughed. They’re hardcore over there at the Scholomance. Maybe too hardcore for me. - Secrets of Blackthorn Hall
So, judging from The Dark Artifices and The Mortal Instruments, it seems like every book's gang of characters has a specific warlock that they trust more than any other. I know Magnus is very prominent in both of TMI and TDA but TDA had an extra focus on Malcolm (unfortunately). I know the focus on Malcolm was due to the resurrection of Annabel but I feel like TWP might have a new warlock that they trust: Ragnor Fell. Ragnor doesn't show much affection to anyone but he seems to at least have a bit of a soft spot for Ty. Ragnor let him portal to Blackthorn Manor with him, was sensitive to giving him time with Julian, and has even joked with him in Coptic. I feel like this will lead to Ty leaning on a Ragnor a bit, and subsequently the whole TWP gang, throughout the series. Besides his familiarity with Ragnor there is also the fact that Magnus is married to the Consul and they'll almost definitely be breaking Clave rules on their quests.
However, there is another Warlock that might be extra inclined to help them...
Artist: @lariablog
"Catarina gave me a hot water bottle too," Ty said. He reached into the box and unwrapped the bundle of blanket enough to put the hot water bottle in as well. Then he began to drip water onto the lynx's mouth until the was wet all around its face. - Ghosts of the Shadow Market He was lying in bed in the infirmary, looking very pale. Catarina Loss was by his side, and a boy that Livvy recognized from Ty's classes. Anush. - Ghosts of the Shadow Market
I have been putting together a curriculum with the help of Prof. Loss, aimed in the direction of of investigation and detection. - Ty in Secrets of Blackthorn Hall
"I took Ephraim to America and raised him there. He never knew what he was or who he was. He was a happy boy, a good boy. He was my boy." - Catarina in Ghosts of the Shadow Market
Catarina Loss. Catarina seems to be very supportive of Ty at the Scholomance but she also has plenty of connections to Kit, even though both of them may not realize it yet. With Kit being the Lost Heir, Catarina raised and protected his great-something grandfather and would probably feel a connection with Kit. Like Ty, she also seems to trust Anush. I can picture Anush aiding Ty in TLKOF by finding information for him at the Scholomance while he's on his roadtrip with Ty which Catarina could help with. Catarina seems to be an especially nurturing person, I feel like she might disapprove of some of the things that the gang may do but I feel like at the end of the day she would help them.
I honestly hope it works out that Catarina is their main Warlock. To me, she's one of the coolest characters in the whole series and I wish her story could be explored more in TWP. I guess we'll have to wait to find out!
I would love to hear your thoughts/theories on this :)
Artist: @cassandrajean
Beatiful Ragnor and Catarina art to finish a post that's a bit long! Thanks for reading to here, I hope you have a great day :)
#ragnor fell#catarina loss#ty blackthorn#tiberius blackthorn#kit herondale#anush joshi#ephraim herondale#twp#the wicked powers#the shadowhunter chronicles#shadowhunters#cassandra clare#tlkof#the last king of faerie#the scholomance#sobh#secrets of blackthorn hall#ghosts of the shadow market
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Anon McGee with an actual request this time [once again not pertaining to any actual game things, unfortunately, but I'm working on it LMAO. Twisting Wonderland will not be forgotten about, I prommy]
Starting to think about different kinds of mythologies and I've absolutely fallen in love with the idea of Selkies! And as a result, it only came naturally that the thought would come up of the Octavinelle trio with a reader who's a selkie!
For additional context on that if needed [both for yourself and for other people reading this], Selkies come from Celtic Folklore and are, watered down [haha], people who wear sealskins in order to turn into seals. Generally, I think they're described as being super kind and gentle, as opposed to other creatures of mythology you often hear of.
Thinking mostly of it being something that got them put in Octavinelle because it was assumed they'd fit in better there than anywhere else in NRC. Specifically I'm thinking of the reader being a Monk Seal Selkie because those seals tend to live in warmer, tropical climates and that fits in pretty well with Azul and the Tweel's species as well, making the Octa-Dorms a pretty comfortable place for something like that. I'm also thinking that this wasn't exactly something that the reader tried to keep hidden, but it also isn't exactly spoken of super often until the reader potentially loses the seal skin and it traps them to the confines of the land [which doesn't sound all that bad in THIS situation as long as it's quickly resolved, but many Selkie stories focus on the idea of losing the skin and as a result of that, their identity and freedom they had before].
Something something, it turns out someone took it or something, probably not even for malicious reasons, just because they were curious about it, or maybe they were snooping and accidentally got something on it and were trying to discreetly clean it and return it. Whatever works, really, reader is panicked, maybe gets to show off the seal a bit after the fact, something fun and chill like that.
Also, entirely unrelated to that, but I offer you my playlist of Ghost songs that is entirely curated to my tastes, but I feel like it's a good way to ease yourself into it more [most definitely not attempting to indoctrinate you]
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2LWceY9cJfeLZOayhbuxbm?si=Px81gThlRQmFWHFRvQEQlg
AHHHH I LOVE SELKIES SO MUCH !!!! I remember first reading the stories about them and thinking "omg that would make for SUCH a good yandere plot- with someone who steals their coat so they can't go home, and then the stealer is all like 'lol sucks you can't leave now let's get married'", does that make any sense?? I dunno, I'm very tired right now!
And YIPPEE, I'm getting indoctrinated, I'd always hoped it would happen to me eventually! I'm gonna be listening to that playlist while writing this XD
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Octavinelle was known for being a generally quiet and calm dorm. Even the area in which the Mostro Lounge was is a fairly chill area, since there were very strict rules about fighting. The most that happened was an occasional yelp of terror as Floyd managed to corner one of his dorm members. Other than that, it was smooth sailing.
Except for today.
Almost everyone got woken up by a panicked, terrified screech.
It had ended almost as soon as it began, so most students chalked it up to be some sort of weird half-asleep dream- the others who believed it to be real sat up in their beds....before going right back to sleep of continuing on with their daily routine. After all, they didn't have to worry about anything dangerous happening with Azul and the Twins to safeguard the place.
And, speaking of the devils, the trio began their march through the halls, knocking and banging on every door to find the source of the mysterious sound.
When they got to your room, they found that although the door was unlocked, you never came to answer it.
"Maybe they're out in the bathrooms," suggested Floyd, already tired of this tedious task.
"Doubtful," remarked Jade under his breath "We checked there first, did we not? Surely we would have seen them heading to the bathrooms on our search, as well."
"Hush, you fools!" Azul hissed, leaning his head closer to the door, his eyes squinting as if that could help him hear better. "They're in here. I can hear them....crying, I think?"
"Oh, dear, well, if they're crying, we should allow them some time to-" Jade started, clamping his mouth shut as Floyd brought his leg up and kicked the door as hard as he could, flinging the piece of wood off of its hinges.
"KNOCK, KNOCK, SELKIE" He said with a proud grin, hands stuffed in his pockets casually.
"Dear Sevens, Floyd, I hope you know that's coming out of your paycheck," Azul looked disgusted as he viewed the once-beautiful white wood door splintered into two pieces, laying on the floor.
He focused his attention on the inside of your room, his body relaxing when he saw that there was no imminent danger, but then he winced when he saw you sitting on the floor in front of your closet, sobbing.
"Oops, didn't know you liked that door that much," Floyd said in an attempt to lighten the situation. You sniffled and tried to stop your crying, wiping your eyes as you looked up.
"Oh fu- geez, sorry, guys, I didn't think-" You stopped yourself, rubbing your eyes one last time before taking a shuddery breath "I'm sorry for screaming, I didn't mean- I didn't mean to...."
"Dear me, what's got you in such a sorry state?" Jade asked, placing a hand on his chin thoughtfully "We assumed the worst had happened. Octavinelle is not a place where one may use their outside voices, as you are well aware."
You glanced back into your closet again, the action making you want to start sobbing again "I lost it- no, someone took it....my coat."
"Coat's ain't that expensive, jus' get you another one, Selkie," Floyd shrugged, figuring the whole issue was solved.
Azul shook his head, going through the list of students in his mind's eye. He had made it a point to memorize the basic facts of all the members of his dorm, of course. It gave him the high ground in any situations, knowing of their weaknesses in academics, or background, or anything of the sort. He knew who YN was. "Wrong type of coat, Floyd. It's not one you can just purchase at Sam's store on campus."
"Ah, yes, they mean..." Jade made a motion with his hands to mimic putting on a coat, then swimming. It was a rather...silly pose to do, which made you chuckle a bit, despite the situation. Perhaps he had meant to do that.
"Exactly. Their coat. The one that allows them to change forms." Azul let out a small sigh, bordering on frustration "Sevens, I wish it were so easy for us, imagine not having to drink that awful bitter potion every day to retain legs....it could be just as easy as taking off a jacket, but no-" he cleared his throat, stopping himself "Apologies, YN. So I assume the missing 'coat' was your reason for such a disorderly cry not too long ago?"
You nodded your head shamefully "Yes...I know I shouldn't have screamed, but with all the stories I heard growing up of humans taking our coats so we lose that part of ourselves...maybe I overreacted."
"You did," agreed Azul, not bothering to sugarcoat it "It's ridiculous for you to assume the worst in such a situation, and as a result, bother the rest of your dorm members. Besides, if you would have bothered to read the memo I posted in the wall just outside of the bathrooms, you would have seen that today is the day that the school's ghost-workers come gather our clothes to be washed and pressed- paid for entirely out of my pocket, might I add, as a reward for the dorm's excellent exam grades." He pushed his glasses up, rolling his eyes "You would have also seen that I made a footnote stating that for any clothes you do not wish to be taken, to lay them out on the foot of your bed, lightly sprinkled with salt."
Floyd made a retching sound in the corner of your room. "Yech, salty clothes."
You felt a little better knowing that your coat wasn't stolen, but the embarrassment of being caught red-handed at ignoring the Housewarden's memo made your face turn red, itself. "...Oh."
"Oh is right!" Azul said loudly "Now pick yourself off the ground and compose yourself. I'll send Jade to retrieve your coat before the Ghosts start their washing. I would send Floyd, but..." glancing over at the Eel-mer, who was busy entertaining himself by seeing if he could fit underneath your bed, Azul let out an aggravated noise "I assume you wouldn't want him touching such a precious item."
"No, I- I wouldn't," You said "Thank you, Housewarden Ashengrotto."
"You can thank me by cleaning out the pool once you have your coat back- I assume that being in your natural form would help you better reach the hard-to-get crevices under the water," And there was his angle. So much for him helping you out of the kindness of his heart.
You tried to manage a grateful smile nonetheless "The indoor or outdoor pool?" you asked. There was a very clear difference between the two and which one you would prefer to clean. The indoor one was a basic pool, treated with natural products so that any of the water-lovers in the dorm or merfolk could enjoy a nice swim without getting chlorine in their eyes, The outdoor one was on the back-end of the dorm, and was made up of legitimate water. While the entrance to the Octavinelle's pocket dimension made it appear as if the guest was swimming underwater and yet could still breath, the back was as close to the real ocean as one could get. The larger mer-creatures enjoyed swimming there, as well as any homesick students (who could breath underwater, of course). It had magically-altered coral and reef spaces, tons of rocks, and lots and lots of crevices...
You felt the bottom of your stomach dropped when Azul flashed his iconic business smile
"The Outdoor one, of course," He stated.
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This was a terrible job. It was so unrewarding to try and scrape off what barnacles there were sticking to rocks- mainly because the reef was entirely magicked up and the barnacles were consciously made a part of it! And also because, well, barnacles were natural in the ocean! Gahhhhh, curse you, Azul!
Although, now that you had time to think about it, maybe giving you such a meaningless task was Azul's plan to make you learn your lesson for making him go door-to-door searching for an emergency. That mean-spirited octopus...
"Ooooooh, Selkie's doing such a greeeeeat job!" A voice chirped from behind you. As you whirled around to see who it was, a phosphorescent light blinded you for a moment before you could see Floyd in his eel form.
Pushing down the prey instinct to run away, you forced yourself to turn around, continuing with your tasks. Floyd still lurked behind you, however, since the little lights on his body provided a faint glow.
"Can I help you with something?" You asked, your voice a mixture of grunts and barks in your current form.
Floyd had no trouble interpreting your words, and responded with chirps and clicks of his own eel tongue "Nope! Just bored!"
"Well, maybe you could help me out some."
"Hah! Not a chance, Selkie! Besides, everybody knows that those barnacles are spelled to grow back within ten minutes of being removed," Floyd grinned at you, swimming up and over you so that his head was in front of you, upside down, his sharp teeth flashing.
You frowned, looking back at the small section of barnacles you had just finished scraping.
They were all back in place. It looked like you hadn't even touched them.
You yelled out a few curses, throwing the blade in your hand onto the floor. It didn't feel as good as it did on land, though, since the water only made it gently float down.
"Sooooooo, you wanna ditch the boring scrapey-scraping and go for a swim?" the eel asked, mischief in his eyes already. Although, when did that look ever leave?
You pondered it for a moment before sighing. What else did you have to lose? This was a meaningless task anyway, like he said.
"Sure, why not?"
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#twisted wonderland#twst fanfic#twst x reader#twst#azul ashengrotto#floyd leech#jade leech#twst azul#twst floyd#twst jade#twst octavinelle#octavinelle#McGee's McThoughts#Even tho this isn't teeechnically a Twisting Wonderland one ;)
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My thoughts on Spy x Family: EYES ONLY Guidebook (English ver) - part 3
Continuing from my previous two posts, this will be my last post discussing the English version of the SxF manga guidebook "EYES ONLY." I'll discuss some of Endo's and Lin's comments on specific chapters, some of the included concept art for the series, all the Twiyor tidbits the book has to offer, and conclude with a couple things the English version of the book omits.
Endo's and Lin's comments on specific chapters
There's at least one comment from Endo and/or Lin on every chapter of the manga from when the book was originally published (up to chapter 61). Unfortunately I can't cover every single comment, but I did want to highlight a few (more will be covered in the Twiyor tidbits later on).
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So Bond wouldn't have actually died from Yor's cooking then? Good to know her cooking isn't that bad, lol. Also that's a good question, Lin, maybe you should ask Endo? 😅
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Lots of great info about the cruise arc. Makes sense that they had to plan it out many months in advance and keep revising it to patch up plot holes. All that work definitely paid off! Interesting that they almost considered not having Loid on the ship at all. Glad they didn't because otherwise we wouldn't have gotten one of his best outfits! 🤣 (can't wait to see this piece of work in color in the anime!)
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Incidentally, the scene Endo mentions where he "managed to make Yor look pretty cute" is this one (she does look pretty cute here).
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My favorite comment of Endo's about any chapter has to be this one for chapter 56. Never change, Endo 😂
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And lastly, some good comments about chapter 59 (Becky visits the Forgers).
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This is one of my favorite stand-alone chapters so I'm glad it was well received. Funny how they kept going with the joke instead of ending it "normally"...but when you have such great characters and setups, good comedy writes itself!
Below is Endo's commentary about Henderson, not a specific chapter, but thought I'd point it out since he mentions Henderson is the only character he's done a shower scene for...not anymore!
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Also, while not related to a specific chapter, I do like what Endo says below about Loid and Yor's "dark sides."
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He enjoys drawing them this way, which is cool, but he's also cautious about not overdoing it and saving those expressions for important situations.
Concept art
Most of the pre-serialization character designs included in this book were also in the exhibition pamphlet, which I already discussed thoroughly here (wish I had remembered these were in the fanbook so I wouldn't have put so much effort into trying to read Endo's scribble notes). So I'll just mention a few of the most notable things.
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As I discussed in my post about the pamphlet, Franky was at some point intended to be the uncle of the family. Though I do think it would have been fitting to make him the uncle, I also like the main focus being on just the "nuclear" family, with the uncle and other characters having supportive roles.
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An interesting note about the beta version of Yor is that she seemed to be more like Fiona - she was in love with Loid right from the start, to the point of trying to eliminate Anya! I doubt this is something she would be doing all the time as it would have been difficult to make her a likable main character if she was always trying to kill her daughter...in all likelihood, she would have tried to kill Anya at first before eventually learning to love her as a daughter. While I see how this could work for an intriguing character arc, I'm glad Endo decided to make Yor a loving mother to Anya right away, and not make her feelings for Loid an obsessive "love at first sight" kind of thing.
Twiyor tidbits
Being the shipper that I am, I tried to see if I could pinpoint any Twiyor subtleties throughout the book, as vague as they may be! 😂
Below are excerpts from Loid and Yor's character pages where we're given info on their current stance about each other.
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Love the emphasis on their bond of trust ❤️
Below are excerpts from chapters 14 and 35, probably the most Twiyor-heavy chapter pages in the book.
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This confirms that Loid did indeed interpret Yor's kick as her not having any romantic feelings for him.
Below are comments by Endo and Lin for chapter 30, where Fiona is introduced.
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Endo's line is a little ambiguous here, but I think he's saying how people sympathize with Fiona because she's "doomed to lose," which is...telling 😅 (does Fiona's loss automatically mean a Twiyor win?)
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Endo says he likes the "You're strong, Yor" conversation, one of the most Twiyor-ish scenes in the series so far! 😊 Lin also mentioned how they got to use that theme again during the Becky chapter.
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Weird that he chose to highlight this line of all things as Loid's "Family Comment" for chapter 10. Could this and chapter 79 be more foreshadowing for an eventual "Twilight vs Thorn Princess" showdown? 👀 Or maybe he just likes teasing fans because he knows it's something they fantasize about.
English version omissions
There's an additional Endo interview that's missing from the English version of the book: an interview with him and Kazumi Takayama, a former idol of the group Nogizaka46.
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At first it seemed very odd that they would leave out just this interview, but after discussing it with others on Discord, I realized it's because it has to do with an idol. Apparently getting licensing rights for anything that has to do with a Japanese idol group is very difficult, which is further hindered by the fact that Takayama isn't even part of that idol group anymore, which makes getting the content green lit for official release overseas even more taxing. So probably Viz decided it wasn't worth the trouble and just left out that interview. But thankfully u/Nemshi on Reddit posted a fan translation of it, which you can read here. They talk a bit about SxF, but most of it is just general questions they ask each other.
And the other thing missing from the English version that I really can't understand is the inside cover! Another great 4th-wall breaking joke from Endo (I added a quick translation of the Japanese version below).
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Unlike the Takayama interview, I have no idea why they didn't include this. They include the inside cover as an extra page in all the English volumes, so why not here? Very weird.
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And that's all I'm going to share for the "EYES ONLY" fanbook! Honestly, there's so much great content in the book that I didn't touch on, like info about East/West relations, about Eden Academy, Endo's comments on all the designer chairs for the volume covers...and lots more. So definitely get a copy yourself if you can! It's a must-have for any SxF fan 😁 Books like this aren't officially released in English very often, so the fact that Viz thought it was worthwhile to make this proves how much of a hit SxF is!
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#spy x family#spy family#sxf#spyxfamily#twiyor#loid forger#yor forger#anya forger#bond forger#sxf manga#sxf manga spoilers#sxf spoilers#tatsuya endo
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ALRIGHT since at least 6 of yall wanted it here it is- my Adachi Channel concept 🎉 (ft. a quick comic of how their intro dialogue would go)
Boy where to start- there’s quite a lot under here so beware
Ok so- my first thought was “ if Adachi had a channel, what would his dark secret be” and I thought it would be that he secretly loves the Dojima family and wants so bad to be officially part of that (the adajima shipper in me saying he would love to get with Dojima and sort of become an official dad figure to Nanako) and so scared of them leaving him
I think in game, it’s shown Adachi actually cared for Nanako a lot, as he was always looking out for her and felt remorseful that she got hurt because of his actions and he even says in his letter at the end that he valued his times with the Dojimas
But it’s also largely based off of the Persona 4 Golden anime, where there’s a little section that expands upon Adachis background and his relationships with the Dojima’s. Specifically, that one part where Dojima, Nanako and Adachi are all holding hands before Nanako runs off to greet Yu and then it cuts to those three walking while Adachi stands dejected behind.
Anyways- within this background it’s shown that Adachi has pushed away every opportunity to connect with his peers in any way, no matter how much he wanted to, because he wanted to focus on his studies. And it ended up being all for not anyways because he never won any awards or got any serious recognition for his efforts and was instead relocated to Inaba (middle of nowhere town as someone says).
So here Adachi is- no serious friendships or relationships, who just moved to a town where there isn’t much to do anyways, who meets Dojima and his daughter who end up being his first genuine friends/companionship in YEARS.
Despite Adachis whole thing about thinking relationships are stupid and restricting, I think he finds himself caring about these two, and having them care for him, in a way he’s never experienced before. OF COURSE he going to latch onto that, and is going to be terrified to lose it when Yu- someone who’s ACTUALLY blood related to the family and not some sad coworker who tags along cause he got no friends- swoops in out of nowhere and starts taking their attention and affections.
So how does that relate to 1950s American housewives- well, again, if Adachi whole thing is wanting to stay together and wanting to keep their affections- and Yu who’s a part of the family is taking priority over him- best course of action would be to place himself into the family. Becoming a wife type to Dojima and a mother to Nanako.
Now not sure if Japan had a similar era, but I know the 50’s were alllllll about appearances and LOOKING like a perfect family; the woman stayed at home and were perfect wives and mothers who did all the cooking and cleaning while the men did all the work. I think that’s also why the “killer housewife” trope came around, cause they snap under being so much pressure. This not only fits into Adachi mask of being a dumb detective when he’s actually a villain but also how he views his relationship with each of them.
Adachi is an assistant for Dojima, and we see in game how mistreated he is: getting coffee and beaten around. Unfortunately, I feel like that’s very similar to how woman in the 50s were often treated by their spouses- as assistants rather then wives. Obviously, as I’ve said, he’s taken on a motherly role towards Nanako- being concerned over Dojimas lack of parenting towards her and trying to look after her himself.
And since Palaces often take these sentiments to the extreme- I thought Shadow!Adachi would think himself as a replacement of the dead mother, (I forgot her name 💀) saying he can take her place and give them everything they need.
OK SO HOW WOULD THIS FIT STORY WISE IN THE GAME? So people show up on tv if they’ve caught the eyes of the public right? And Nanako got on cause of an interview so I would think Adachis rise of interest in the public would be the similar. At the very least, when the tv covers the two murders, Adachi would do some stupid thing that would accidentally be caught on camera and everyone would wonder who that bumbling idiot was. In my eyes, I think this happens after everyone had joined (so after Naoto) but before any of the endgame stuff with the red herring and Nanako and stuff. So perhaps the news does a follow-up on the lead detectives on the Telephone Pole murders since there’s not been anything new happening and they want to know if it’s passed or if they still have to keep working, and eventually Adachi comes along and like- idk spills coffee on the reporter or something, and since it’s live- the everyone figures out Adachis name after Dojima barks it at him to get his act together.
Boom he’s on the tv, boom the guy chloroforms him and throws him in the tv, boom Adachis like aw fuck.
I don’t understand how Adachi got his persona in the first place? I looked it up and it said it was cause he was so fucking lonely and because he had no relationships he developed a persona. Ok???? Didn’t know that was an option??? But in this universe- Adachi doesn’t have his persona and instead awakens it after confronting his truth like every other person, because thems the rules, instead of just developing one because you’re chronically lonely. (If we REALLLY wanted to it could be like a Akechi situation where he has two- but eh )
(Oh also- I’d imaging his channel introduction scene thing would be like, sitcom esc? Like a- ha ha come see how quirky my family is or something? Like I Love Lucy or any of those old American sitcoms)
So anyways he’d be like “fuck, welp this can’t be too hard to survive, I just have to keep being in heavy denial like I always have-“ and tries to keep up the stupid act, especially when the Team rolls in, but then the Shadow gets to him by implying he has a meaningful relationship with the Dojimas (aka he NEEDS them cause he prolly would have offed himself months ago from boredom and/or lack of friends ) which pisses him off and triggers the fight.
(This could be some slight foreshadowing the Adachi is not what he seems as his masks slips and as his Shadow occasionally spits out some of his ideology and stuff)
Boom, fight ends when Adachi confronts that yes, maybe he does have a meaningfully relationship with the Dojimas. He’ll then be like, well obviously I can’t join your team, I’m part of the actual detective team, but maybe I can share insider info with you guys- while he secretly gets the first hand scoop of the Teams plans.
Obviously this does not undo what has been done, and with everything rolling to its natural conclusion there’s nothing Adachi can do to stop what has been started. He’ll keep doing what he’s doing tho, It’ll be even more tragic when he realizes he’s put both Nanako and Dojima in serious danger and make him spiral more into denial towards the end. Saying how those relationships don’t actually help him with anything, that they cause him more pain more suffering then when he had no one to care for but himself, that’s he’s still in a shitty place in the world etc etc.
Bam- after he’s defeated and the God is defeated it’ll smooth his transition into slowly accepting that friendships do help, and his connection with Dojima and Nanako stay strong after everything is proof of that
Ok I’m kind of just writing shit now- it is very late and I wrote a lot so if it doesn’t make sense, oof, but I how you get what I mean cause this concept fits like perfectly in all aspects into Adachis character 👍
#persona 4#tohru adachi#nanako dojima#ryotaro dojima#yu narukami#yosuke hanamura#technically the whole Team is there but I was too lazy to draw them#hope yall like#this has been cooking for a while#adajima#kinda#I think eventually it’ll lead into it#I just think it’s funny that his shadow self is like yeah I’m his wife I love him and want to be a parental figure to his daughter#and adachis there on the side going guys no I’m so straight bro I swear it’s not like that#fic ideas made specifically for me by me
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Take Back Control: A Conversion with Satan
I was speaking with Satan this morning, just kind of complaining about how everything kinda sucks right now and was looking for some advice. I expressed my frustration with the world (the USA in particular) and how ignorant, apathetic, and naïve we’ve become as a collective. And also how modern life is a far cry from the kind of life I want to be living. He ended up having a lot to say (as per usual, he’s a yapper and i LOVE that about him) and I decided to share what he said. I’m sure we can all take something away from his words:
“Mankind needs to stop seeing everything in black and white. The nuances and complexities of the world you all live in has been boiled down to an idiotic game of polarities. It’s incredibly stupid. And insulting. Yes, polarity is a naturally occurring force within the universe, but understand that you are all blind to a vast majority of the universe because you are all trapped in these games of tug-of-war over every fucking thing under the sun. And this is just an unfortunate consequence of your history being ruled by primarily one “side”. Yahweh and I exist as a polarity, as I exist to oppose all that which it (Yahweh) is. This is something that everyone knows. I am the adversary. It is in my name. Yet, they outnumber me time and time again so they always have the say and now I’ve been reduced to this dark malicious force that wants nothing more than for humanity to burn and suffer. But that’s only because that is all they can see in me. They don’t see everything else that I am, that makes me the God that I am. They only know that of me because that is what they see me as. To view me in a different light than what Yahweh has asked of them would go against their faith.”
“It’s divine ignorance if I ever seen it.”
“The Abrahamic world has not been very forgiving with me, painting me an absolute monster merely because I oppose them. They don’t see outside of themselves. They just take the word of God like good little dogs and expect hellfire and eternal suffering if they should cross him and end up with me. That is what they have been told. Those are the expectations they carry of me. I am certain you feel a similar way.”
“Let me say this: We are all slaves to our expectations. May it be the expectations of others, of society, or of oneself. Our expectations influence our perspectives. And it is through our perspectives that we experience the world.”
“Taking back control of your world begins with taking back control of YOUR world. In other words, when you reclaim your worldview and rid yourself of expectations that have been imposed upon you, you will begin to find yourself and know yourself like never before. Take this time my child, and do away with anything that is weighing you down. Everything seems out of control, but that is only because a lot of things are out of YOUR control. There is still a lot you can do that you have complete control over. Shift your expectations to something reasonable and grounded. I’m not telling you to lower all of your expectations, but you know where I’m getting at. Fixate on that which you can control. Hone yourself, manage all that you are able to, and when something comes your way that you cannot control, tough it out and keep your momentum. Do not lose hope. Do not despair. Suffering is inevitable, but it will only stop you in your tracks if you let it do so.”
“Suffer only that which will give you strength.”
I then asked him what I specifically should be doing right now, regarding America and the revolution we seem to be headed towards.
“You ask me what it is you should be doing, but I assure you that you are doing just fine right now. I understand your life has been especially difficult lately, but I need you to listen to my words and focus on what is within your control. Every day, revolution grows closer and I understand that you wish to help and play a role in your community and country at large. Do not forget that your priority is yourself. Do not abandon yourself for this cause. By that I mean, do not give in to the expectations of your peers that you should be resisting this way or that way or come to this protest or whatever it may be. Use your judgement, your intuition, and your instincts.”
“I only desire that my children remain safe and look out for one another. I do not care for much else at present.”
“You are more aware of your skills than anyone else. You are more aware of your comforts than anyone else. You are more aware of your passions than anyone else. Nobody has the right to demand you do things a certain way. And that includes your perception of others and the expectations you create for yourself as a result. You are all SURVIVING. That is what you are doing. There is no “correct” way.”
“I will never tell you the correct way to do things, but I will always tell you the RIGHT way. And that is through continued survival and respect for oneself.”
He then brought up the French Revolution
“The French Revolution was a bloody, bloody era of human history. But I’ll tell you this, it wasn’t just Robespierre and the folks with the guillotines and heads on pikes that made that revolution— it was everyone. Everyone had a part to play, some big, some small. But all these pieces, all these people rather, were united in their suffering. While some took to the streets with pitchforks and stones, others took to writing. Their pamphlets and books carried with them the pain and suffering of the French peasantry and fueled the flames in their hearts.”
Things are scary, the future is uncertain, but it is through community, authenticity, and resilience that we move forwards. I’m ever grateful for my Gods and I will not stop fighting. I will become a mouthpiece for my Gods and for my people, spreading hope and rally cries uniting us in our suffering. I don’t care about what might happen to me in the future. That doesn’t matter now. It’s out of my control. But what I CAN do is this right here. I’m not going down without making some noise.
FUCK FASCISTS
FUCK N*ZIS
FUCK THE PATRIARCHY
AVE SATANAS
#satanic#theistic satanism#satanism#devil worship#occult#satan#revolution#fuck trump#fuck facists#resistance
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questions i am sick and tired of hearing as a chronically ill and disabled person (and why i hate them)
this did wind up a bit longer than i expected it to, but by all means, feel free to add on with any questions you hate to be asked (and why!)
abled people, please do refrain from overtaking this post, and, disabled people, please do refrain from making this post entirely about any one specific condition.
"do you really have to talk about being disabled all the time?"
yes. yes i do. i promise that however annoying it is for you to have to endure the absolute agony that must be me making an offhand comment, or, on occasion, maybe actually talking about something that affects me for more than a few minutes at once, it is infinitely more "annoying" for me to have to actually live with the issues i talk about for every second of every day of my whole life. when i stop talking, you don't have to think about it anymore. but i always have to think about it. you get to put your full focus on something else, or, if the conversation is that annoying for you, you can leave! nobody is forcing you to stay. but talking about my problems is the only way i can get any support for them, and even when i stop, they are still there. i cannot "step away" from the figurative "conversation" with my pain. it is always talking to me, whether it be just a small whisper in the background or screaming at the top of its lungs in my ears, that pain is always there. so, while it's unfortunate that you are getting "tired of hearing about it," please do understand that i got tired of experiencing it a long, long time ago; do not destroy my one way to speak about my experiences solely because you do not wish to be made uncomfortable by them.
"do you really need that pain medication? won't you get addicted?"
in response to that, let me ask you this: do you really need that water you're drinking? aren't you afraid you'll get addicted to drinking water? it sounds ridiculous, i am aware. but i will break it down for you, now (as, in my mind, it is an adequate comparison). every human being needs things like safe, clean water, food, and some form of shelter to survive. however, the majority of humans can survive adequately with a reasonable amount of these items and will be able to function without major pain or other symptoms that detract from their general quality of life. some people, like myself, can have our basic needs of food, water, and shelter met, yet still experience major (or minor) pain, which cannot be blamed on a lack of rest, hunger, or thirst. therefore, in order to function the way society expects us to, and in order to not be quite as utterly miserable as we otherwise would, we may rely on other, stronger medications than the average person would, to manage that pain. these medications are medically prescribed, and we therefore have every right to utilize the resources provided to us. if i were to simply stop taking certain "non-necessary" medications, while my body would technically continue to function with the aid of my "necessary" medications, i as a person would not be able to function. imagine, if you will, the worst headache, joint pain, cramp, or other temporary ailment you have ever experienced. that probably wasn't a very enjoyable experience for you, was it? but you might've been able to use some ibuprofen or acetaminophen, maybe a heating pad, and after a little while it got better. now imagine if you tried to use those same things but the pain did not get better; imagine that pain lasting for months, even years on end, which you simply could not get rid of. a pain which you were expected to simply pretend was not bothering you, and continue to function the same way as everyone else, who was not in pain, was capable of. surely, in this hypothetical, you would want the (perfectly safe, legal, usually non-addictive) medicine that could make that pain even a little bit less excruciating? even if you knew that the pain would never fully disappear, not really, you would still want it to be less. so, i will take my medications, and leave you with the freedom to choose what you put in your body, just as i deserve the same freedom over mine.
"have you tried just exercising? eating healthier? meditation?"
the short answer is, for almost every disabled person i know, yes. though, granted that you've come this far, i'm sure you are prepared for the long answer, too. exercise can, for some conditions, help to alleviate or lessen certain symptoms. the key thing to note here, though, is that the exercise must be safe and selected specifically for the person based on how it may negatively affect them, as well. even activities that most able-bodied people regard as minor, such as going on a walk, can be draining, nausea-inducing, painful, and outright miserable for some people. i cannot, personally, go on a fifteen-minute walk on flat, paved terrain, in very pleasant weather, without triggering dozens of sensations that would surely make any healthy person worry that they were dying. when i tried to pick up an exercise regimen without professional help, i made my health several times worse. taking the advice of people who were, sometimes, genuinely trying to help, put me in serious danger. even when i did have a team of three doctors working on a plan for me, it took several rounds of trying and failing before we were able to determine what activities i could safely do, and which would be beneficial to me. now, being told to "just eat healthier" particularly irks me, because what foods i have to eat to maintain a more "healthy" balance of sugars, sodium, protein, and fat in my system varies quite a bit from that which a healthy person might be told is the ideal. i do understand that, generally, a low-sodium, lower-fat, mainly natural-sugar, high-protein diet sounds healthiest to a large percentage of people, the same cannot be said for myself. i have been told, by numerous medical specialists, that it is absolutely necessary for me to consume high amounts of sodium (think: eating salty food and snacks, on top of an electrolyte drink and salt pill every morning). i also deal with highly fluctuating blood sugar, which doctors cannot yet explain why it suddenly plummets (no, it is not diabetes, yes, i have been asked this dozens of times). as a result, i will often have to eat something "unhealthy," such as fruit snacks or a similar gummy candy, to get my blood sugar back up. is a high-sugar, high-salt intake diet generally what outsiders will see as healthy? of course not. but, as these are things i have to do to specifically manage my symptoms, it is always frustrating to be told that maybe they are symptoms i experience because of my diet. they are not. as for the types of people who insist that simply doing a guided meditation session each day can cure me of my dozens of health conditions, you are simply incorrect. while some people may experience a temporary psychosomatic alleviation of their pain in response to practicing mindfulness techniques, no one should ever urge another human being to substitute life-saving medication with guided breathing and essential oils. the two are simply not on the same level, and meditation does not, cannot, and will not help every disabled person deal with their symptoms.
"aren't you too young to be so unhealthy?"
no. and, while i do wish that people would not press further when faced with such a simple, clear-cut response, some people simply cannot grasp the idea that anyone under forty-five could possibly deal with any sort of health complications. people can be unhealthy at any age; even infants can have heart conditions, after all. while old age certainly has a higher correlation with deteriorating health, it is certainly not a reason to believe that, therefore, anyone who is not old cannot have poor health. believe me, i do wish that whenever someone older told me that i really am just overthinking things and lying to all my doctors and somehow faking things like MRI and X-ray results, those problems simply disappeared. unfortunately, things do not work that way, and by saying things like that not only do you invalidate the experiences of countless ill individuals, you (deliberately or not) paint us as bad people, when all we want to do is survive.
#actually disabled#disabled#cripple punk#angry cripple#disability#disabilities#chronic pain#actually chronically ill#chronic illness#information#chronically ill#//mortal ills#//god's words
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Hamilton Asks F1 Fans Not To Spread "Negativity" With Favouritism Claims
Seven-time champion asks for support from his Mercedes team's fans
Lewis Hamilton has asked his Formula 1 fans not to spread "negativity" following a recent debate about possible favouritism towards his teammate George Russell. With Hamilton leaving for Ferrari at the end of 2024, his results compared to Russell have come under added scrutiny, particularly in the context of the younger Briton currently possessing a 9-2 qualifying head-to-head record. Russell leads Hamilton by fourteen points in the drivers' standings and Russell took pole Canada after Hamilton had topped FP3 in Montreal. Hamilton also sparked a particular focus on the dynamics within Mercedes when he said "performance comes away from my car, for some reason" after he had qualified two places behind Russell in Monaco. At that event, the focus centred on how Russell was running Mercedes' new front wing, which has been credited with boosting the performance of the W15 significantly, and how Hamilton said he had "anticipated it would be difficult to outqualify George because he has the upgraded component." But motorsport.com understands that Hamilton had, however, been offered to run the same wing, but chose not to as he had deemed a qualifying crash too risky in the circumstances. This was considering how Mercedes only had one example of the new wing at the time and breaking it would mean having to revert to an older specification and starting from the pitlane in Monaco, where overtaking is essentially impossible in modern F1 machines. The Mercedes drivers' contrasting fortunes in Canada then led to considerable speculation on social media about Mercedes possibly showing favouritism towards Russell. Ahead of this weekend's Spanish Grand Prix, Hamilton was specifically asked by reporters if there was something he wanted to say to his fans regarding this development. "Yeah, I think they know that we're… If you look at the years, we've always been a strong team. We've always worked really hard together. I think it's easy to get emotional, but I think it's always… I even commented in the last race, for example, just about my performance. I think we need support, not negativity. I wasn't actually aware that George was experiencing negativity. George does nothing but his best every single weekend and he's developing with the team, so he can't be faulted at all. Of course, there can always be things that are better within the team, and that comes through conversation, through communication, and that's something that we've been consistently working on. But we're all in the same boat. We're all working hard together. We all want to finish on a high and I feel we owe that to our long-term relationship." When asked about the situation and Hamilton defending him, Russell, speaking alongside his teammate in the Mercedes motorhome in the Barcelona paddock, said: "Personally I don't look on Instagram or Twitter, to be honest. I still sort of control my own accounts, so what my team and all of the content that goes out is through me. The captions, everything, is all of my messaging. But I think social media is a really double-edged sword. There's so many funny things that you see on social media and it keeps you up to date with so much, but then on the flip side it's not just myself, but everybody in the limelight, there seems to be negativity pointed towards them. And like Lewis said, you want to feel their support, and not giving out negativity to others. So, as I said, it's not something I've seen or heard about it [from viewing comments online]. Of course, it's never nice to hear this stuff, but that's unfortunately the world we live in at the moment, and what any person in the public eye is facing." the 'one warning' rule has been amended bc i'm sick of y'all taking the real person behind this account for granted tbh. leave george hate in my notifs, get blocked.
#lewis hamilton#george russell#f1#formula 1#spanish gp 2024#fic ref#fic ref 2024#spain#spain 2024#spain 2024 thursday#with george
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Some writing advice for Hunger Games fic writers
Saying this as an author of a longfic who also been writing for 5+ years:
1. When creating an OC storyline, do not just "switch" a canon character with yours, putting them in the exact position as in canon with only some minor tweaks. Be original and try to explore a special idea with your character, attempt to get them to mean and 'say'.
2. Don't shy away from descriptions - be it an Arena (that wasn't overly described in canon or the one that you came up with) or characters' emotions, descriptions are important. Even if the word count can grow with it and it can be seen as useless or a waste of time, this is also one of the tools for your writing to feel richer than just having straight to the point text.
3. Your character should have as little elements 'borrowed' from the canon portrayals as possible. If your character lives in D12, has sibling issues and hunts with a bow, why should anyone read your story when they can just pick up original HG books?
(Actual character in a fic that I saw, while also put in Lucy Gray's role, since she was basically a replacement love interest for Snow)
As a whole, this is very obvious to anyone with eyes in the right place and can come across as pretentious, especially if your character can end up bashing Katniss at some point in the plot.
4. Try to not reuse one trope too much, for example the “prostitution” trope - not every single victor was used for that and writing a tragedy around a single event can damage the perception of a story.
Coming up with trauma connected to different reasons is not that hard and can be seen as quite original.
5. Connecting every single character together is washing away the borders in the world of Panem (like putting Annie and Titus from D6 in one game) - the world of Hunger Games is LARGE, with hundreds of characters and at least 73 completely uncovered games with only a handful of victors known.
6. Background characters’ importance should not be underestimated - if you put too much focus on your character without a solid cast to back them up, the story can have an unfortunate fate of falling flat. And yes, this includes Original Games and character driven narratives.
7. If writing a specific district, try coming up with some unique features only that place can have. For example with District 5 give special focus to stations, try to imagine some power-related sayings or add places that you can imagine being only from 5. This helps the world feel more alive and also, not every single district can have a forest.
8. Make an effort with names. While can be seen as ‘clunky’ and stupid, industry-themed and Roman-themed names are a huge part of the HG world and it cannot be ignored. Doesn’t mean you have to name a District 6 tribute ‘Car Train’ but tweaking it around and deeply looking into the industry of the place your character is from, doing deeper research can also help to create a demonstration that you actually care about your story and want to make an effort in this.
Additionally, the name of a character can tell many things, so thinking about what it can mean and pushing away from it is a massive help.
9. When writing a scary/disturbing piece in the fic, think on why you are adding it to the story. Is it only for the intent to shock or does it actually impact the plot in a meaningful way?
10. Give the characters both realistic flaws and trauma. No one wants to read about a character who does not struggle or cannot challenge themselves/react to tragedies around properly. But on the other hand, it is never a good sign when you write trauma around a character that there is so much happening to them that it is only ‘misery-misery-misery’ and the trauma itself is so grotesque that it stops looking realistic.
Balance is needed and that’s what is important.
So this wraps it up. Hope I helped and also see your suggestions!
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I'm stoked to continue seeing the development of your story! Your art, world-building, story-telling, etc, have come so far since I first started following you years ago. At the same time, I'm over here sobbing cause the @newdawnoldfaces account has disappeared and I can't look at the character headshots anymore XD.
🥺 Oh I’ll cry-
Gosh, thank you so much, sincerely. To have your continued support, love, and enthusiasm truly goes such a long way for keeping me driven, and I can never thank y’all enough for that — especially those of you who have stuck around with the story since near the beginning <3
The story itself is finished! I have a very clear idea of what the story is meant to portray, several important details and clever foreshadowings I’m especially excited to enact, and where the plot will reach out. I just have to iron out some of the specifics and do a little bit of restructuring here and there, with some minor world building tweaks, before I’m ready to start sharing… And brand new headshots with full character profiles are one of the biggest things on the list ;) So don’t mourn the old ones too deeply!!
Admittedly, the main reason it’s taken so long for me to feel comfortable enough actually unveiling things is because my housing situation is very unstable at the moment; it wholly depends on my grades in college, and seeing as I’m on academic probation at the moment, it’s been… Stressful, to say the very least. So most of my energy has been poured into my schoolwork and trying to stay afloat there, or trying to save up money via commissions just in case I do end up homeless. I’ve got vital medications I need that have to be paid for, after all…
So unfortunately, Ailurocide isn’t my primary focus at the moment, as much as I wish it were. It probably won’t be given my full attention and love for some time, as disappointing as that is not only for all of you, but for myself as well.
But rest assured that it will come out someday in full! And that I am so excited to begin sharing it with you, and watching everyone unveil the mystery, mythos, and magic that Ailurocide has to offer <3 And know that I appreciate everyone’s patience, kindness, support and encouragement so so deeply — and that messages like these truly make my day, every time.
<3
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Requests!
Master List
Hi! If you don’t know me I’m Blue! I’ve been writing fics on a ton of accs for around 5 years now, but my old blog got deleted somehow? I’ve anyone’s heard of that happening at random let me know fr 😭
But I’m here to write some more for you! Here’s the ground rules!
Okay I’ve done some thinking on smut… and it’s allowed. But don’t get too weird guys.
Nothing too dark. I don’t mind writing about mental health or heavy topics, but dark for the sake of being dark isn’t my thing.
Be kind to me and everyone else (that’s a given but still)
I have the right to deny any request for any reason even if it’s not explicitly stated. But I will try and give a reasonable explaination if I do.
If I don’t get to a request pls be patient! 🙏 I have a busy life (even though most of the time all I want to do is fangirl)
I’ll be doing occasional events (matchups, AU weeks, etc) so if I have an event like that going on, requests falling into that realm will take priority. It’ll be in my bio if that’s the case.
Requestable Characters!
These are in the order of my experience writing about them
Bnha/mha characters (I’ve only seen up to season 4 but I know about the spoilers dw. If it’s a character I don’t know well I’ll try my best)
Haikyuu characters (there’s so many! But I’ll try my best, again)
School spirits (who’s excited for season 2?!)
X-men movie characters
Avengers characters
Guidelines!
First, tell me if you’d like headcannons or a written fic, a Drabble, a longer one, Social media/chat fic etc.
Fandom, character, plus any other specifics like your pronouns or an AU
I have some premade prompts below you can choose one or more of those or made your own! A short explanation would also work if nothing tickles your fancy.
Then fluff, angst, comfort etc specifics and the overall vibe
Here’s a few examples of requests (they don’t all have to look like this, but if you’ve never done one before it could be helpful)
Hi! Can I have headcannons about what it would be like if Class 1-A from MHA all worked in a wallmart in a no quirk AU? Crack 11/10 with a focus on Iida being a manager?? With some chatfic parts from the work group chat?
Can I have a short one shot about school spirits Wally x Reader where she’s broken over her death and he comforts her? She/her, hurt comfort, angst and fluff pls?
What about a longerish one shot about Nightcrawler having a forbidden affair with a mutant aligned with the brotherhood? With the prompt “I won’t tell if you don’t.” Angst at least a 7/10 with comfort elements and a Non Binary reader with (insert mutation). Maybe a little suggestiveness too?
Dialogue, situational, and AU prompts. (Feel free to make your own too)
“I won’t tell if you don’t.” “What if I want to tell?”
“There are a million reason we shouldn’t be together!” “Well, that’s rather pessimistic. I like you, I think that’s enough.”
“Hey can you pick up snacks on your way home?” “No.” (Process to get every snack A has ever thought about in their life. Plus flowers)
“Did you even think about asking me to go with you?” (Could be yes or no depending on angstyness)
“Shut up!” “No you shut up!” “Shut up or I’ll- make you!” “I hope you fucking do!” “….What?” “… I said what I said.”
“You’re so dumb.” “But you love me!” “Unfortunately.” “Wait… you love me?”
“I told you to be careful!” “I was!” “You’re bleeding.” “I did the best with that I was given!”
“I’ll never understand you.” “That’s sort of the issue, isn’t it?” “I never said I wouldn’t try.”
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Characters A and B are trying to set up characters C and D. But end up falling for each other on accident (if you’ve seen set it up… you know.)
Character A nearly sacrifices themselves for some greater good. Character B is prepared to sacrifice the greater good for A.
A is in love and everyone knows it. B is oblivious. C is tired.
Everyone warns A that B hates surprises AND parties. A ignores them because EVERYONE loves surprises parties. B suffers through for A’s sake.
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Soulmate AU where if your holding a pencil and your soulmate looks at you, it breaks. This stops happening when they fall in love with you (pencil can be exchanged for any other plot important object)
Red string AU but no one can see it but a select few soulmateless “matchmakers” two matchmakers fall in love trying to get enemies to become lovers.
AU where soulmates have synced heart rates. A has to find B because they have arrhythmia and they’re worried.
AU where marks/scars/injuries are shared between soulmates and chaos ensues that causes a mark right on their foreheads. One is very mad at the other.
AU where a timer tells you when you’ll meet your soulmate. Three people all have the same countdown and meet at the same time. Clearly, they’re a destined throuple and they’re all a different level of stoked about it.
A is trying to get into art school. But they can’t see color until they find their soulmate. Sadly, seeing color is a requirement.
If you want you can also suggest new prompts for me to add here! Happy requests everyone!!!!!!!!!
#fanfic#request page#mha#bnha#mha fanfiction#bnha fanfiction#school spirits#school spirits fanfiction#haikyuu#haikyuu fanfiction#x reader#x men#x men fanfiction#x men movies#avengers#avengers fanfiction
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GIMMIE THE FUTURE MIKE HCS I BEG
oh boy here we go time to dig through my adopted oc's lore
The first thing you notice about post-coming-of-age Mike is that he holds his face a lot more softly. The teenage angst has burned away and revealed the tender, affectionate (and sometimes vaguely sad) core it was protecting. Make no mistake, the judgy bitch will still come out if the situation calls for it, but he no longer approaches every social interaction assuming the other person is going to hate him. Turns out he can actually be pretty charismatic when he doesn't feel the need to be a dick in preemptive self-defense.
The low self-esteem never completely goes away but it does diminish to the point where he can occasionally believe people actually like him and maybe he deserves to be happy. He even gets to the place where he can accept most compliments, except if you specifically imply he is either kind or attractive, which he will reflexively scoff at. The two things he can never truly believe about himself 😔. El finds this endlessly frustrating ofc.
During high school, Mike is the first one to get a car (birthday present from his rich parents) so it becomes his job to carpool everyone to school, as well as drive El anywhere she wants to go at any time. idk anything about cars but its black and pretty nice (Karen is absolutely treating her kids after they almost died in a monster war) and Mike lowkey mostly agrees to favors because he likes driving it around so much.
Actually no one else but Lucas gets a car bc why go through the hassle when you can just barge into Wheeler residence at any time and guilt Mike into driving you. He does have a driving toll however, and that is maintaining full control of the stereo, which he uses to blast hair metal.
(El fucking hates hair metal but she's too nice to admit that to Mike, who eventually figures that out on his own after seeing her visibly tense up whenever he plays it. She never fully admits to hating it but she also doesn't really deny it when he says that she obviously does. This also applies to 90's Mike getting into grunge)
The only reason El graduates high school is because Mike absolutely insists that she can and acts as her personal (unrelenting) tutor for the last half of 12th grade (love her but she's really not good at school), despite her best efforts to persuade him to just let her give up because "Did you know that you can legally drop out of school at 18?" ("Yes, but having a GED is really important if you want any opportunities in life." "…See I don't even know what that is." ":/") Luckily, Mike is a talented and very passionate Explainer of Things and took all the classes she's in last year (he's in AP classes now obv) so it all works out, though after she passes her last final she makes him swear to never ask her another math problem again.
After high school he tries to go to college for writing but ends up mysteriously losing the ability to focus on anything or be creative, which causes him to not do any assignments so he starts avoiding going to class out of shame. He rationalizes this as him being tired of school and not needing to go to school for a creative endeavor anyway haha (true), and he ends up dropping out. (Unfortunately, this is just the start of the college/post-college plot line, which is the gang all getting hit full force with the ptsd induced by the Everything upon entering adulthood but uh we don't have to get into that here hehe)
After (attempting) college, Mike and El (who get married at 18 ofc) move to Chicago and Mike gets a boring job as an editor or something just as an attempt to get a career going, but soon quits that as well bc if you're keeping up with the lore you'll remember that El is getting paid restitution by the government so neither of them actually have to work and he really doesn't like working a boring job just to attempt getting a career going. He then spends the next few years working ("working" sometimes) on personal projects, the main one being a sci-fi novel and, eventually, dming at a local game shop, where he becomes a bit of a local geek celebrity for his excellent dming skills and being a generally cool guy. His original campaigns and one-shots are particularly popular, and people keep suggesting that he start distributing them or maybe even sending something to TSR? Hmmm... not something Mike ever thought about doing but he does have the easiest time and most fun coming up with dnd stuff...no way that could be a real career path could it...hmm.....
Seriously tho Mike is like a master dm. You can ask him any obscure question about anything in the game and he can answer instantly with perfect accuracy. And like any passionate gamer he has many Opinions about the editions and a whole set of house rules he runs his games by.
I wasn't originally going to have him and El have kids but then I imagined Mike telling interactive bedtime stories to his 5-year-old daughter and idk man I think that has to exist. Its not until they're like early 30's tho. Also her name is Ava.
#phew i did it#this is a pretty long post but i still feel like ive barely scratched the surface idk#hes a vivid entity in my mind what can i say#ty for asking btw :) i very appreciate the excuse to Post#mileven
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Im bored so I am once again talking about stuff I barely understand\d and Im too scared to talk to the hs discord cause it feels like others make me uncomfy cause their fixed morals and actual ability to understand and explain things better than me lmao.
How I see my class and aspect as a thief of void
(alos may talk about lunar sway (mine is prospit leaning), read to find out!!)
woah okay sooo im gonna start with aspect cause that's easier for me to understand and explain why i think it's litterally me.
the voidy stuff!
so the only ways Ive seen void explained is "confusion, unaware, subjectivity" and vague stuff like that whish uh, yeah it's right ig, both light and void are based around their own understanding of things. but it feels like others focus too much on that. void players tend to be confident in what they do understand(or at least I am), even if it may not be a lot or very useful.
cannon examples being: equius with robots, roxy with actually quite a bit(others relationships, the window things, ect.) uhh cant remember any void players lmfao,
also another thing people tend to ignore is that they are hard to understand/ make sense of. once again with equius just overall being veiwed as "oh no, its THAT guy" and roxy just cannonically being imposible to explain/read by dirk. also he never even asked??? so that's part of the issue people dont just ask, most void players would just answer if people asked. like dude??? we dont fucking hide how we feel, its just that others dont even like, put in effort to know. alsowhile im kinda on a tangent about how people dont ask, void players are kinda like "dont ask, dont tell." (haha refference to homophobia) unless they see it as important or relavant. I alos just dont have a lot of oppinions on things that do actually affect me, but that is prolly jsut more of a me thing than void as a whole.
(btw, I am going to take a quick break to go pee before I get into my class, and I will not reread this till after I post it, so I may think of things I wanna change or add, which means i will prolly just be reblogging it everytime i think of somethign knew lmfao)
uh Thevft thievery and tax fraud
(my laptop is overheating slightly, i only have three tabs open)
okay quick thing on why Im not a witch and why I think online quizes keep forcing that apon me with some random ass aspect (THE ASPECT CHANGES ALMOST EVERY TIME :SOB: )
witches tend to not understand that they're doing something wrong/ they just see that what they're doing MIGHT help them, so they do it. they over all do their best to do what they think makes sense without like trying to explain why it makes sense ig(?) witches also dont seem to have many strong oppinions on others outside of every one of their friends is the best, or every one else is either unimportant and does not matter enough to even CONSIDER taking into account when coming up with a possibly confusing plan. while thief's tend to get ahead of themselves they do understand that a complicated plan can go wrong WAY more than a simple one, arvhams razor or whatever.
as explained in the silly brochure thingy that i have spent too much time rereading (lnked on the masterlist thing for classpecting posts in pinned thingy) thief's are also working on higher stakes. focused on an end goal instead of the specifics of what leads us there. which unfortunately leads us to completely ignoring why and who we might've hurt to get us to the end goal. also in the brochure thing it mentioned how thief's work against what they think is how society works (?) (meenah wanting to live on a moon cause of reasons I cant remember, and vriska just in general viewing people as just boring or unimportant) for a thief, theirs them and then theirs everyone else with zero overlap. when a thief get's to close to being like their perception of everyone else they force themselves out of it so it becomes a weird cycle of "woah these people are great" and "these people are making me soft, uhoh gotta fix that"
when in relation to my lunar sway, I'm a prospitian. (woagh) which yikes black and white thinking, and I think i fucking need a good reason for doing things. or at least a reason I think is good. lmao
prospit theif of void(conclusion??)
all together I tend to get uncomfy with people actually understanding and being set on things ESSPECIALLY MORALS. i overall view most people as more mature than me. as in they understand what they view as bad. I like philosophy and the open ended questions that come with it. I'm not really attached to any specific religion or ideas. I do like absurdism on solipsism though. subjectivity is a huge thing for me, it's just that others usually are super strict on what they see as real or true. honestly my only rules/morals for myself are dont hurt others unless it's necessary, and anything is okay as long as you feel good about it and arent ACTUALLY hurting others (as in fuck around and find out, BUT DO NOT ACTUALLY TOUCH OR INTERACT WITH PEOPLE WHO TOUCH REAL KIDS OR ANIMALS YOU SICKF UCK)
anyways uh yeah im a theif of void, i am making all of thisup based on a game thing that didnt even explain it properly in the og webcomic.
I love you (/??) bye
#cringeposting#homestuck#:3#classpecting#classes#aspects#theif of void#non combined classes#homestuck classpect
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So there's a big issue with this final plotline about Kanon getting an offer to study abroad in Vienna. Actually, there's a few issues compounding on top of each other, but at heart it comes back to what I said before about Superstar lacking its own identity.
As a season finale, this storyline makes sense as the climax to a story like Hibike. You know, a conflict between just performing music because it's fun and you want to share that joy versus performing music to achieve greatness no matter the difficulties or sacrifices. And there have been hints at that throughout season 2- the second episode was all about exploring that idea and it was pretty damn excellent. That was the basis of Sumire and Keke's conflict in episode 9 as well: is it worth pushing the first-years out of the competition if it means a better chance to win for Keke's sake? And, of course, Wien's whole deal has been pursuing greatness at the expense of everything else. So it's not like this idea hasn't been established.
But that's also all it's been: established.
Something I'm realizing looking back on Superstar as a whole is how shockingly episodic it's been from start to finish. Compared to Sunshine and SIP, which developed pretty continuous story threads as they went along, very little of Superstar's many component parts feel like they feed into each other. Kanon had three episodes of stage fright at the start and then it wasn't an issue again until the penultimate episode of the first season. Basically every character's introduction arc into Liella is completely self-contained with emotional issues that are no longer a factor once they're part of the group. And all those moments season 2 touches on the theme of greatness vs passion are similarly resolved in a tight twenty-four minute package. The idea's brought up, toyed with, then resolved the same way: Liella is nine, and they want to sing for each other and the joy of singing. There's no progression of that theme, no elaboration, no sense that the way the characters interact with those ideas is evolving throughout the season or changing them as people.
So to have this Vienna school thrust upon us in the last moments of the season feels... wrong. It feels like it's trying to pull on threads that have already been tied up, trying to make a grand, cumulative statement on something that just hasn't been prominent enough in the story to warrant that amount of focus. We know what Superstar thinks about the conflict between doing what you love because you love it and doing what you love to create something special with it. It's already been tidily resolved multiple times. And trying to close out the season by prying those closed loops open again just reveals how little this idea has actually mattered in the grand scheme of things. Actually, it's worse; it's revealed how little any of Superstar's ideas have mattered. This season, compared to even Sunshine's weakest stretches, has so little meat on its bones that any conclusion would ring hollow from how little foundation it has to build on.
And unfortunately, it's let me to one final big disappointing realization: Kanon is a bad protagonist.
Like, I'm kind of surprised that's where I've ended up? I've never disliked Kanon or her presence in the show, I've had no trouble watching her on screen. But now that Superstar's actively centering her in the narrative again, I'm forced to realize that she is just such an empty character. Beyond the generic motivation of wanting to share her songs with the world and her long-since-resolved stage fright issues, I can't think of anything that defines her. No real quirks, no specific motivating factors, few strong relationships with the rest of Liella, no sense of her family life... I could talk at length about the nuances of Honoka and Chika and the different aspects of the genki girl archetype they emulate, even how they change and mature throughout their respective shows (And neither of them are my favorite characters of their groups!) But with Kanon? She's a near-empty vessel propped up by the much more dynamic cast surrounding her.
And that's a huge problem when you're trying to build any sort of drama around her specifically. Especially when that drama relies on us believing that Kanon is such an exceptional singer that one of the best music schools in the world would make an offer to her. Because straight up? I do not believe that for a second. Even the the heightened, idealized world of Love Live, it does not make sense how this girl, of all people, could make such an impression all by herself. Nothing Superstar has shown us has made it seem like Kanon is any more or less talented than her classmates. Honestly, Love Live's never really been good at showcasing the individual talents and skill levels of its main cast; when the performance starts, they're all basically the same up on stage. But that's never been a problem before because the story's never been about exploring those different skill levels until now. And nothing in this show has felt like it's even been trying to present Kanon as some kind of exceptional star in the making. She's always just been one idol among many, except now we're supposed to believe she's a step above everyone else and there's just no evidence to support that.
So Kanon's not a bad protagonist in the sense that she's annoying or unrealistic. She's a bad protagonist because Superstar has utterly failed to justify why she belongs at the center of this story. And with all the other issues I've talked about compounding on top of that, it's basically impossible for this show to do anything meaningful with her character as is. She's doomed to an existence of perpetual superfluousness, a gaping hole at the center of her own narrative who can only ever fail to be more than that. And that, more than anything, is the reason that Superstar, for all its delights, has come up so painfully short.
#anime#tabw#the anime binge watcher#love live! superstar!!#love live superstar#love live#love live!#2013 aniwatch
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