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call me crazy but i don't think this is a coincidence
that the bullet that takes Great down in episode six (and the one in episode five yes) hits him in the same spot as the second bullet that takes down Tyme at the beginning of episode one.
also just throwing out there in case no one else has that the shirt Tyme is wearing in the beginning of the first episode when he gets shot is the same shirt he's wearing at the end of episode five.
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#someone must have pointed that out by now about the shirts right#my dash has been a uhhhh mess the last few days tho so#if someone else said it i haven't seen it or i've forgotten it which is basically the same thing at this point#4minutes#4 minutes#4minutes the series#4 minutes the series#4minutes spoilers#4 minutes spoilers#4 minutes meta
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Are you not keeping Silverstream's cameo from Firestar's SE in His BB!SE?
It's not that I don't appreciate the scene from canon, it's that it really doesn't fit BB. Spottedleaf is also getting her hauntings removed; I don't entirely appreciate the canon vibe where there's constant "fanservice" of these TPB favorites.
Like, it's nice that Silvs supports him, but in BB a lot of cats do. BB!Bluestar even says something on purpose knowing it's going to piss Firestar off and convince him to storm off, lmao. I don't think it's neccesary to have a bunch of angels chase after him to tell him that he's cool after that.
I'm more interested in giving that time to SkyClan itself, or Brokenstar and Firestar's dynamic and discussions, or even operational time in ThunderClan before they leave.
If anything I'd rather Silverstream advise Graystripe after Firestar leaves and the deputy, Longtail, gets blinded. Have Graystripe display that he can be a capable wiseman and leader, by following his heart. Have a few sparse but meaningful omens that Cinderpelt helps to interpret.
#I reaaaally dislike how much spotted is in the canon version#Like. Girl go away lmao#I wouldn't mind being with BB!Spotty but still. It's about SkyClan in BB#Firestar's Quietus#Better bones au#Im also a lot more interested in living cats#Funny enough for all my StarClan reworks. I really am more interested by the feelings of the active cats on earth#Like for example they haven't forgotten skyclan. In fact they mock it in a lot of stories#One of which is told on screen#And more cats are aware of the point of his quest#Instead of it being a huge secret
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All's Fair in Love and Grand Fest (First Movement)
I am risen.
Welcome to the first fanfic posted from my new place of residence! I've been very distracted and stressed getting everything together to move, but there's a lot of stories on my mind. This one I just so happened to finish during part of the road trip.
Is it too late for me to jump on the Grand Fest hype? I don't think so!
So... Enjoy my first foray into the world. Of.
Calf1sh.
Shout outs @duelbraids for the assist <.<
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Fandom: Splatoon
Characters: Callie/Acht (Dedf1sh), Marina
Summary: Grand Festival stirs up a lot of emotions in a lot of different Inklings and Octolings. Follow the exploits of a few such pairings at different stages of their respective relationships!
Part 1 - Marina introduces her friend Acht to someone who will help the Octoling acclimate to life on the surface. Acht doesn't believe Callie would deign to appear without an ulterior motive.
Click through the Read More below to get a preview of the latest story. Thanks for reading <3
"This is so nice. I've been dying to meet you, Acht!"
"I- "
The Octoling's shades obscure how rapidly their eyes start to scan. Callie's hair is mostly covered by a hot pink pompom beanie. However, her dangling twin tentacles blend into the scooping neckline straps of her black tank top, which is only visible through a small window between her netted stitch scarf and thin summer sweater whose right-side folds into a deep 'V' that's reminiscent of a yukata. Both articles are a lighter pink shade. A treble clef hangs from her right ear; a bass clef hangs from her left in three distinct piercings.
Acht rasps: "… You have?"
#Don't worry I haven't forgotten about Fallout#Or my Owl House story#Or a half-dozen others#Or even#My zine pieces#Which are still in development!#Splatoon 3's Grand Fest was just so good#I love these gay cephalopods#Like all of them#But for this story#calf1sh#callie cuttlefish#acht dedf1sh#marina ida#squid sisters#off the hook#music#meet cute#nintendo#my fics
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fiona borderlands playable vault hunter borderlands four.Please
#the fucking...#the vault hunter training shit that she did with athena#i haven't forgotten.#fiona athena best friend forver 😁😁#thinking about her for a change#drew her once i think#i really need to dig up embarrassing old 2016-17 borderlands art#lazyyyy tho#Guyss I work all week which is nice but I'm so tired.
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Sometimes self care is having a very stern talking to with the wounded scared parts of yourself that don't want to do the hard and difficult things and reminding them that nothing will get better if the hard and difficult things aren't even attempted
And then as a reward you promise to buy those wounded parts of yourself an entirely hot pink/pastel pink practice set if they agree to do the work required, as a little treat
#my doctor hasnt cleared me for the pitch yet so I haven't been practicing or playing yet this season and it sucks#i went to nola to support the team and did so! but i still felt out of place and forgotten about because i wasnt playing#i was rooming with players and the majority of them were very self involved (semi derogatory) which i wouldn't fault them for#if it hadnt been so deeply exhausting and so constant even after the tourney. but it is what it is i was there for them#im just tired of always feeling like the forgotten 'oh right and the other james' and feeling unwanted which isnt true#i have a place with the ferals even with my illness its my wounded ego causing issue. just cause the rfc coach was passively a dick#doesnt mean i need to pass up a wonderful opportunity for play time and friendship. ill have a chance to play with the guys#in time and ill have time to socialize with them as well in time#but i shouldn't squander an opportunity just because im wounded and bitter because of old traumas#besides more time to get fundamentals ironed out#so im ignoring my doctor somewhat and km gonna start practicing this week#lightly. just light stuff you know. cardio and working with the ball maybe since i shouldn't be on the heavy bag yet#and then next week ill buy my practice set and customize it as a Bribe to myself
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i think i have giffer elbow
#me sat at home making silly little gifs of athletes near-dislocating their shoulders: owwie my elbow#my whole body hurts actually i think i'm coming down with something (not covid)#the stress of this week has lowered my immune system#and i'm about going away with friends so like. kms#which reminds me tysm everyone for your requests; i'll try to fit them at some point. i haven't forgotten <3
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Elena of Avalor is genuinely such a good show.
#Personal#You know I've never forgotten about this show for a single day even after it ended#Just thinking about it makes me happy already but I recently listened to all the songs again#and directly interacting with the show and rewatching the clips from it hits so much different#I really need to do a full rewatch someday I haven't watched the show in ages#Just episodes I love most or something random for the content making purposes which is certainly not the same as watching for pure enjoymen#I probably realized it long ago but I'm currently in the 'analyzing my life' state of mind#and this show means so much to me on a personal level too because it brings up so many important topics to me as a person#And it just does it so well it's clear to see that creators actually cared about the story they wanted to tell#And really EoA also has absolutely fascinating and unique worldbuilding#and in the combination of important not trivial messages and dynamic layered characters this is just such a solid show#It really deserved to get more recognition#I wouldn't even say attention because lots of attention may cause more harm than good#It's actually more about recognition and acknowledgement#Really I'm not even talking about what a huge impact being a part of the fandom has had on my life#it's worth the whole separate post#I'm just talking about the show itself and how great and meaningful it is#Anyway EoA warms my heart and I'm so happy I encountered this show
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Me two hours ago: I should go take a shower.
Also me: [rediscovers my smalletho playlist on Spotify & listens to it in its 1hr52min entirety while backreading the smalletho tag on tumblr for the first time in months & having So Many Feelings about these idiots instead]
Anyway. Time to go actually shower.
While listening to my smalletho mall au fic playlist, of course.
#Also hey hi I've been gone quite a while#I have been Having A Time health-wise since like the last week of April#& in fact still am very much Having A Time with it#& part of that is related to not being able to take my ADHD/narcolepsy meds#(which is a good deal in part due to my insurance being The Worst)#but that does mean I am Tired As Fuck All The Time#& also having a Very Difficult time with things like#you know#Thinking. & Paying Attention.#in ways that have made being fandom & even just keeping up with my cubito videos#Really Fucking Hard#But I've been slowly working my way through my video backlog#& also watching Wild Life as much as I am able to#(Also the mall au playlist during shower time is not new)#(I have legit been listening to it every shower for like six months now)#(& every time I get SO MANY FEELINGS about it)#(So while I haven't been doing writing or posting)#(I have not forgotten about it)#(also also (& I will make an actual post about this part) I have decided I was being Silly As Hell)#(When I decided to move it to an adults only blog)#(that was stupid.)#(So it will be coming back here.)#(Anyway yeah I am back & I am so excited to catch up on things)
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I don't know... horrible things happen all around the world and it's not a competition
Atrocities are committed against multiple groups in multiple parts of the world at the exact same moment, and none of them erase each other. They all matter, all the people in this world who are being brutalized matter. There shouldn't be any line you draw where one group doesn't actually matter as much as another
You're welcome to prioritize your energy towards helping one group or another, but what's not ok is invalidating or dismissing people who are actively being harmed
Same goes for trying to figure out which social group has things worst (and lets be honest, always using a US lens)
Like... maybe the important thing is to prop each other up and help everyone get on their own feet rather than trying to... pick fights about if physical disabilities or mental illness are less respected (I'm trying to pick a more absurd example but sadly I've seen exactly that argument happen before). Maybe it doesn't really matter and what matters is helping who we can when we can
I'm tired of it, I'm just fucking tired of it. Support people, champion them when the world is just brutalizing them, but you don't need to throw a single other person under the bus to do that
Which seems to be an absolutely impossible lesson for people to learn
#I won't say anything else on this; but I will say that to me one of the groups that it feels like is most forgotten is Syrians#including by me if I'm honest#I don't know what's currently happening in Syria... but... my understanding is it still hasn't really gotten better#assad is still brutalizing people last I had heard#so rather than saying anything else I'd prefer to simply focus on some people it feels like were forgotten back during Obama#and... and have remained forgotten#and I'm sorry I can't do more to help with the suffering in the world#but... you notice what I'm not having to do here?#I'm not having to throw a single other person under the bus#I'm able to just focus on how much I wish for Syrians to be ok (which is a hollow gesture on my part in many ways I think)#and I can keep all the focus on Syrians rather than throwing anyone else under the bus or doing any whataboutism#and that's literally all I'm asking of you fucking people#don't downplay human misery to try and make your thing seem more important#they're both fucking important... they're all important#there's so much suffering I can't even keep up with it#there's so much of it that I can only name without knowing the details; Congo; I believe Sudan is still suffering; Haiti#I don't know how things are in Ethiopia right now... I can't keep track#and none of these situations and the horrible things they're dealing with; things I haven't even been able to follow#none of it detracts from and of the issues I am following more closely#I don't need to compare them and say 'well it's not as bad'; because... bad is bad and any is too much#and nothing I say here will do a damn thing; no one'll hear and even if they did they'd ignore it or get pissed#that's what my evidence shows me about how people behave#but suffering isn't a competition; the correct amount is zero#and... perhaps I'd have more tolerance if I hadn't watched how you behave with stuff#...the worst part is the person I adore who... man... I wish I could just get them to really think through their words#they mean well; they're coming from a place of love; but I just haven't been able to paint the picture for them of the harm#and I'm flawed; I don't have all the answers; I could be wrong here#but... can you at least see why I feel that maybe we shouldn't pit misery against each other#that the people suffering have more in common with each other than opposed and... maybe westerners aren't fucking helping#eh... too fucking drained thinking about this; end of tags
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thank you @wispmotherr and @tonguetyd for tagging me in this 🥰🥰
Using only song titles of one artist/band, cleverly answer the questions and then tag others:
Artist: in honour of the release of Wasteland, Baby! Deluxe, I am going with mister Hozier
What is your gender: Francesca
How do you feel: All Things End
If you could go anywhere: In The Woods Somewhere
Favorite mode of transportation: Run
Your best friend: Jackie And Wilson
Favorite time of day: First Light
If your life was a TV show: Wasteland, Baby!
Relationship status: Nobody
Your fear: Why Would You Be Loved
this is really fun!! here are some no pressure tags: @sleepsitems @melioradeluxe @melit0n @sleep-token @hookedhobbies @shatterthefragments @notthesaviouryoulongfor @ratinthevoid @politemagic
#im quite proud of this list i made!!#thank you again for tagging me in this#i feel like i haven't been on here as much for the past few days other than to post about something dumb and yell into the void#(which i am aware that is the whole purpose of tumblr but)#like i havent been interacting as much and i feel bad#so thank you that yall still havent forgotten about me and tag me in these 💛💛💛#tag game#hozier
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i'm supposed to be studying but i have a hot take which is that could we start again please should have been an ensemble number mostly led by mary and peter's verse should've been divided to him, john and james if not more of them
#🧅#like think. sort offf but not exactly stay i pray you from anastasia.#it only makes sense being a duet between mary and peter in 2012 arena where it actually build a dynamic between them#otherwise like. where did peter even come from. that guy is Not an equal part to mary#i actually do like it as it is i just haven't seen many productions that have worked out how it clicks in my brain#i understand the show can't be 2000 hours long and im just biased and want them to talk abt mary constantly but ideally i think peter's#character should've been used to kind of ground mary. cause yeah she does love jesus but also realistically that guy does Not give a shit#about her. mary is forgotten about the moment she's out of his sight. somebody needs to tell her to girl get up#which is sort of what happens in 2012 arena! there's this part after the last supper where mary kind of hesitantly goes to approach jesus to#comfort him and peter just takes her adm and he's like girl. get up let's get out of here. and she leaves#and tbh we love to see it
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Beyond the Boundaries~
Merry Christmas, Everybridie! This is the first time I have done a Secret Santa exchange! My recipient was @moonvarion. I hope you like this short fanfic I did for you ^_^
Summary: Hiyoko brings a Christmas present that allows Nageki to go beyond the boundaries of his prison which is the library. This Contains spoilers!
Word Count: 2,514
Like always, Nageki woke up in the same corner of the library without the knowledge of how long this "sleep" lasted. They were happening more often now, as they always do in winter. Apparently, ghosts need warmth to appear and having it in the Saint Pigeonation's library was an extremely rare thing. Anyway, at least there was a blanket for him to lie on now. It didn't offer him warmth or any sort of comfort physically. But, it did emotionally. It reminded him that he had good friends who truly cared about him and that was the best feeling in the world. However, it did also bring a strange sense of familiarity Nageki couldn't understand. With a sigh, Nageki stood up and shook both his feathers and wings to loosen them up. He then looked around, wondering what he should do today. After all, it was the Christmas holiday, wasn't it? Everybirdie will be at home celebrating with their families. That thought made Nageki wonder what his family was doing. Surely, he had one. Everybirdie has some sort of family, right? Maybe not made out of genetics, but made out of love and affection.
"Love is not made by blood, it is made by caring for each other so much that you'd do anything, anything at all, for them"
Somebiridie once told Nageki that. Who was it? Why couldn't he remember them? All he knew about the mysterious bird was that he had a soft and caring voice. If Nageki had to compare it to anything then it would be a hug. Soft, warm, always welcoming, and loving.
With another big sigh, Nageki walked to the window. Oh...It was snowing pretty badly too, if the forming ice on the glass was anything to go by. If any birdie living went out there they would no doubt freeze to death. Meanwhile, as a ghost, he wouldn't. Not like he wanted to go out there anyway. What would be the point? He wouldn't be able to feel the crackling snow underneath his feet, or the snowflakes that would fall gently and gracefully on his feathers. Suddenly, a flash of blue snapped Nageki out of his depressing thoughts. Was it lightening as well as snowing? Was that even possible? A second flash of blue a few seconds later made him realize that it wasn't happening outside, but inside.
Feeling both confused and curious, Nageki turned just to see beautiful snowflake Christmas decorations flashing above him in soft and calming tones of sunset orange. Nageki watched as the light nearest to him flashed then the one after it, then so on, causing him to feel tempted to follow it. But, could he? Was it safe? Curiosity killed the cat after all...
But, not a ghost…
Nothing in this world could kill a ghost. Well, not to his knowledge anyway.
The lights flashed again, so beautifully that Nageki threw all caution out of the window and began to follow them. They had to lead somewhere and it was probably a little silly but Nageki hoped it would be somewhere different. Somewhere, he could escape his prison for a while. Somewhere that wouldn’t make him regret his decision to come back here instead of going onto the train with the King and the Migrant.
He wasn't disappointed when he arrived at the end of the Christmas light trail. As there, stood proudly in the middle of the library was the most magnificent and beautiful Christmas tree he had ever seen. Soft glows of green, blue, red, and orange sparkled between the dark green branches of the Christmas tree. Each one, was as beautiful as the next, illuminating the dark library and the gold tinsel on the tree with the beautiful glow of a rainbow. That wasn't all though. There were stunning baubles shaped like Santa Claus, Christmas trees, candy canes, and round baubles that had faces of snowmen or were gold and red with glitter. But then, one decoration in particular captured his interest, so he slowly and gently reached his right wing to touch it. Now looking closely at it he realized that it was shaped like a N with what looked like shelves with books inside. Immediately, he smiled, his beak opening up to curve at the end. This was obviously a present for him and there was only one friend who knew him this well and cared for him this much and knowing Hiyoko, she wouldn’t do anything like this without leaving some way of communication. With that in mind, Nageki flipped his present over and read the engraving he found there: “Look under the tree, love Hiyoko”
At that moment, Nageki felt his heart flutter like his wings would if he took flight because this could only mean that there could be another present for him, right? That thought made his heart flutter again, this time it wasn’t just because of affection but also because of excitement. He slowly lowered himself down to look underneath the tree to find a literal winter wonderland with figures of snowmen, polar bears, reindeer, Iglu’s, and snow hills and balls. The sight of it made Nageki wish that there was some magical way he could live in this little snow village but, there was a large rectangular-shaped present waiting for him so he was going to pull it out and hold it in his wings.
“I hope you like it, Nageki”
For a second, Nageki thought that Hiyoko’s voice was inside his head because he was reading the card on the present but then he quickly realized there wasn’t one.
But that could only mean…No way…Surely, she wouldn’t…
A turn of the head told Nageki that yes, she totally did. However, he was shocked and rather relieved to see that his human friend wasn’t frozen like an icicle.
“How did you?” Nageki stuttered out wondering if that question would have an answer that would be logical. “That’s not important”
No, of course, it wouldn’t, that would be expecting too much…
“Open your present, I hope you like it” Hiyoko excitedly said, her amber eyes flicking down to the present in Nageki’s wings, shifting closer to him on her knees.
“Go on” she said moving to knock him with her shoulder playfully just to end up falling shoulder first onto the floor which had the Mourning Dove snorting in amusement. How on earth could she possibly forget that he isn’t solid? The embarrassment on Hiyoko’s made it painfully obvious that she was wondering the same thing. But then, that famous smile of hers went on her face as her beautiful eyes flicked to Nageki’s present yet again.
Feeling another flutter within his heart, Nageki slowly opened his present with his wings. Feeling thankful that Christmas wrapping paper was so delicate that even a ghost could get into it without much effort. Plus, the fact that Hiyoko didn't go overboard with the Sellotape did help matters a lot. Underneath the dark green paper that was littered with red and white candy canes and ginger beard men was a large book named:
[The Christmas Village within the mountains]
The picture on the cover was of a beautiful wooden cottage covered in a small amount of snow and an unbelievable amount of Christmas decorations.
Wanting to see what else this book had to offer Nageki slowly opened it to the first page, Hiyoko shifting closer to him as he did so. Together they looked down at the picture of the welcoming sign of the village. It was truly beautiful. Faux Holly vines were wrapped around the poles and travelled across the top of the sign where artificial mistletoe and red and white flowers. On the next page was a footpath covered by thick snow and surrounded by pine trees which also was covered in snow but also gold and red tinsel and baubles. Not only that, but between the trees were hanging snowflakes, stars, and flags. The footpath itself was surprisingly decorated too. It wasn't much. Just a trail of gold, green and red strings travelling upwards beside large deep footprints that were obviously made by heavy snow boots. All of this together made Nageki wonder what was at the end of this winter Christmas trail. Luckily, the answer was on the next page.
So, he turned it...
Waiting for him were pictures of a wonderful village square that had rows and rows of market stalls. Above them were rows of orange circular lights, all of which were like fireflies in the night sky. Then on the next page were close-ups of the stalls, showing off what each one sold. There was one stall selling the most delicious-looking shortbread, cookies, bread, and gingerbread in all sorts of shapes and sizes. Another one sold stunning handmade Christmas decorations and stockings. Another sold toys and teddies. Then there was one that sold clothes. Another that sold traditional Christmas foods from all over the world. Just when Nageki thought that this page couldn’t get any better, he discovered that there was a little round sticker in the corner of each picture.
“What is this for?” He asked Hiyoko in confusion, wondering what on earth would happen if he rubbed at the sticker like it told him to. “Oh! This is really cool!” Hiyoko answered excitedly, rubbing the sticker so quickly and with so much strength that Nageki worried she would somehow find a way to find a fire. Thankfully, she didn’t. However, she still did something strange which was to sniff her arm with a hungry groan.
Okay…That was…Odd…
“You smell, Nageki!” Hiyoko then said to him holding her battered arm in front of him, her quick movement causing him to flinch backwards. But now, he was just staring at her arm in absolute confusion. That certainly wasn’t a normal request. Yet again, when did Hiyoko and a normal conversation go hand in hand? Almost everything the human did was bizarre, impossible, confusing, or somehow all three.
“Go on, it smells delicious!” Her arm smelt delicious? How did that even make any sense? This was definitely a conversation that was all those three things. “Hurry before it goes!”
Wanting this conversation to make some sense, Nageki slowly smelt Hiyoko’s arm. It was the strangest thing he has ever done but it was almost the greatest. He smelt her arm again and hummed. The smell of sugar-covered shortbread filled his nostrils, the smell was so alluring, and intoxicating that it made his stomach rubble which should have been impossible because of the whole ghost thing. It also made him wish that he could stick out his tongue and taste the incredible food. Not on Hiyoko’s arm of course, because that would be totally weird. But on the page…That thought made him look down at the other pictures and see what their circles contained. The clothing stall had a small circle made out of the softest material Nageki had ever felt. The toy stall circle had a small bird paper toy that flapped its wings if you pulled the paper lever.
Then came the next page, on it was a game where you had to decorate the picture of the Christmas tree that was sat in the middle of the market square stalls. Nageki couldn’t remember the last time he decorated a tree but somehow, he could remember that he always did it with somebiridie else. Somebiridie who he cared for and so, he shifted closer to Hiyoko so they could do it together. When the tree was decorated it wasn’t as dramatic or exquisite as the one in the library, but it was theirs and that is what made it special and perfect. Nageki wasn’t surprised at all, he and Hiyoko has always made a great team. This was proven yet again when they turned to the next page as it ended up being four different Find the Hidden Objects game that were in different locations in the village as they ended up finding all of them easily.
Then came a normal photo album of the rest of the village showcasing the school, hospital, church, shops, huts, shacks, and houses. All of them as beautiful as the next. All of them going overboard with Christmas decorations. Then came the famous mountain of the village, the photos taking you up the trail mile by mile until finally, the photographer reached the top. The view was astonishing. There was nothing but cloud after cloud, the lights of the village below reflecting through them so wonderfully.
“I wish that I was there” Hiyoko said to him, stretching out her arms as she did so “I want to feel the cold wind underneath my arms” “I do too” “So, let’s do it!”
Before he could even figure out a reply to that Hiyoko was gone, returning seconds later with a large desk fan, she turned it on to the highest speed which caused the branches of the large Christmas tree in front of them to rustle angrily. But, it was perfect. Nageki stood up, closed his eyes, stretched out his wings, and leaned forward a little. Like this, he could pretend he was above that mountain and embracing the powerful winds. Winds that made him feel so free. He just wanted to flap his wings and fly above those clouds in the picture. But, no matter how powerful his imagination was, Nageki already knew he couldn’t. That didn’t mean he couldn’t just enjoy the feel though. Flying for birds was a natural thing that they all took for granted, none of them embracing how much fun it could be.
After what seemed like an eternity, Nageki folded his light brown wings back into his side, in response to the rustling sound they made Hiyoko turned off the fan.
“Thanks, Hiyoko, that was amazing…This book is amazing” “It doesn’t stop there!” Hiyoko smiled brilliantly, moving to get the backpack that has apparently been sitting beside her all this time to pull out a large plastic food container.
“I asked Mr Nanaki to make us the food in this book. It took four months, three house fires, and one food-tasting trail with Miru and Kaku for him to get it right”
“Hiyoko…That is very thoughtful but I’m a ghost, I can’t eat”
“Yeah but you can smell, and if you understand a smell well enough then you can taste it” she replied and even though Nageki didn’t know how he felt about that logic, he didn’t have the heart to argue or question it.
“Alright, I will try…What else do you have?” “I’m glad you asked! I’ve got two travel books in my backpack and I thought we’d travel through the world together underneath this tree while we or rather I eat” “Let the adventure begin” Nageki smiled wishing for the first time that night that he was indeed solid because right now, he’d give anything to snuggle beside Hiyoko while she showed him the world beyond the library.
For now, though, he’ll just enjoy this new adventure beyond his boundaries with her…
….Fin….
#hbfss2023#hatoful boyfriend#nageki fujishiro#hiyoko tosaka#hatoful boyfriend fanfiction#hatoful kareshi#I haven't written anything in ages#i hope you enjoy <3#I may have forgotten what writing is#Planet Zoo is a real distraction lol#but my save hasn't worked for like a week so I had plenty of time to do this#but we're not going to talk about that#I had to google if birds had nostrils for this#fun fact: they do#Doing a fanfic that is less than a 1000 words is impossible for me apparently#This fanfic also as a ~ which means smutt or fluff#Frowerssx writes#fanfiction#Ps: I had no beta reader so if there are any mistakes in this that I missed plz let me know#hatoful spoilers#hatoful boyfriend spoilers
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so like i have done a few entries for promptober, i just haven't had the brain to post them.
that is to say, expect new short stories at some point in october hopefully if i work up the nerve to share them
#smolghostthoughts#they aren't all patchwork melody like gt july was but there are a few#also i still haven't forgotten about contralto story which is still sitting fully hecking written in my documents#... mental illness do be mental illnessing
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the line about logan roy not being able to fit a whole woman in his head being said from his own daughter is so. something about daughters and their fathers something about daughters who are their father’s child something about daughters who are daddy’s little favorite daddy’s little girl but the second they start having opinions and the second they start talking back, the father holds their daughter out with open hostility and suspicion, something about how only years later will the father occasionally go, do you remember? do you remember when we used to have good days, when you used to come to me with all your wonders and your worries, do you remember when we were stuck together like glue, what happened to that and the daughter just has to give her father a rueful smile as though she hasn’t been wondering why her father built up that wall in the first place as though she hadn’t been wondering since when did her father only ever said good morning to her brothers as though she hadn’t been wondering since when did her father only ever ask her brothers to accompany him to work and something about shiv roy saying my father couldn’t fit a whole woman in his head and something about shiv roy still crying the most when she learned that her father was dead something about how shiv roy called her father the world and yet something about how shiv roy still asks her father’s closest male confidants if he was really that bad, was my father still an okay guy when they all know the truth, they all know he wasn’t a good person, but shiv roy still remembers playing outside her father’s office just to get him to come out and shiv roy still remembers her father telling her to remember, slant of light and ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh fathers and their daughters daughters and their fathers or whatever
#caroline watches tv#succession#can't believe this show is ending next week. maybe i'll be free#truly i think whatever tf is going on between shiv and logan's relationship#is the only other father-child relationship in tv that has made me want to eat cement in the same way#that joo won and han ki hwan's relationship in beyond evil makes me want to eat cement#except at least with shiv and logan. you SAW the tenderness between them sometimes#logan has a nickname for shiv. logan is the one to tell shiv to come into the company#logan is the one to tell shiv 'my daughter. my only daughter' in a way that makes me cry#logan is the one to tell shiv she is marrying a man beneath her in one breath but then he holds her hand#and says 'he's a good man.'#logan is the one to show up at shiv's wedding but he doesn't care to show up to connor's#something about mothers who tell their daughters 'you may hate your dad but you are going to cry the hardest when he dies'#something about shiv's mother being so annoyed with shiv at all hours#something about mothers who hate their daughters because they know that their daughters are 'stealing' their husbands away#which is such. a sickening sickening concept but the fact that this is genuinely how some women feel#anyways. ughughghghghh whatever. whatever.#something about how shiv is the one who i think has been hurt the most from her father#(i still haven't forgotten about that one scene in season one. that still haunts me jfc)#but at the same time. she's the one who's sobbing on the floor#and she's the one who literally schedules her grief#she's the one who just keeps going 'my dad is DEAD he is DEAD'#just like. every time i see shiv roy contemplating her father's death i hear kill bill alarm sirens in my head#just. FUCK OFF FUCK OFF FUCK OFFFFFFFFF!!!
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OMG IM JUST NOW REALIZING YOURE THE AUTHOR OF “A LIFE IN YOUR SHAPE”!!! I LOVE THAT FIC, IVE COMMENTED ON IT A FEW TIMES (I’m transgenderisms101)!!!!!’ It’s literally one of my favorite fics, I’m so happy I found you on here!!! ♥️
OH HI HEY HELLO!
yes! I remember your comments <3<3<3 thank you so much for leaving them 😭😭😭 Benny is such an important part of the fic, even if he's a bit in the background. I don't think he could be where he is with Cas if he hadn't had Benny.
ANYWAY thank you for this ask! 🥺 definitely needed a reminder today. it always means so so much to me to hear that the fic is resonating with people. 🫶
#and we haven't seen the last of benny yet either. my beloved. I haven't forgotten him. lol#I'm so grateful this fic found an audience so quickly#I think I would've run out of steam on it by now if it was just me#BUT WE'RE GOING TO GET THERE#some of the scenes I've been thinking about literally since I started it are coming up#which makes me excited and also frozen with terror haha#but I just moved across the country and gave up my full time job so I have some free time??? haha#we'll see how bad grad school chews me up 🤪#but I am nothing if not a people pleaser so this thing is gonna get finished I promise!!!#posting as I write is such a new experience for me. I do wonder if I might go back and edit it like I would one of my OG books. just to see#Special Edition™️ now with less aimless blathering...... lolol
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do you have any results to share from the wc fan survey?
ive been busyyy sorry. I'll try to close it soon 😭
#I haven't forgotten about it I just want to be in a good headspace when I put out the closing message#and my schedule has kind of been all over the place lately#so I'm keeping it open a bit longer! apologies for the wait#I also don't want to stress myself out so I'm not putting a date on when I need to finish refining the data#it's going to take AGES bc I put an 'other' answer on basically every question#so I need to look over and rewrite and recompile Everything to catch all the nuance#which won't be easy with hundreds of responses#so don't hold your breath bc it'll be at leasttt a few weeks after the survey closes.#which is just 'whenever I stop being busy'#note to anyone doing something like this. Don't put an other option if you don't need to#sacrifice the nuance for your time#I've got dozens of people on every multichoice using 'other' to type in one of the regular options with Slightly different phrasing
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