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dojunie · 2 years ago

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i've been checking ur acc everyday since u said that misdial was getting released this week and like I WAS EXPECTING SOME ACTION BC U SAID THERE IS SOME BUT I DEFINITELY WASN'T EXPECTING 1. jeno liking her back all this time 2. him knowing that she liked him and 3. THEM REVEALING THEIR FEELINGS TO EACH OTHER LIKE WHAT JDJSKDKWKJDD i swear ur so good at pacing things out in a way that is not rushed but keeps each chap interesting as a writer myself i'm learning quite a bit. God I can't wait until the next chapter i have no clue what could happen in that one or in the future ones like is there can be a situation where jeno gets jealous bc of sungchan or jaemin which makes him go screw mark and act on his feelings??? (would love to see jealous jen honestly but also idk) WAIT I JUST REALIZED HOW BROKEN JENO MUST HAVE FELT AFTER FINDING OUT ABOUT HER AND JAEM W/ HIS FEELINGS AND HOW IS HE GOING TO FEEL NOW THAT HE KNOWS THAT SHE HAS LIKED HIM FOR SO LONG BUT HOOKED UP W/ JAEM AS A REBOUND OR HAS HE EVEN PIECED THAT TOGETHER YET?? how are the siblings gonna fix their relationship after all this too 💀 and now that they have closure of some sorts how do they end up together like??? does he know she STILL loves him and does he still like her too? and just to clarify jeno didn't act on his feelings bc he knew how protective mark is and was scared of him getting angry if he were to do anything and especially if he hurt her?? am i getting that right? my brain is exploding w/ so many questions pls update us on ur writing progress as much as u can so we can look forward to it hehe (I MEAN THIS IN A take ur time in writing it we'll always wait but when u do happen to work on it pls tell us to keep us on our toes WAY if u get what i mean. take all the time u need ❤️)

-covid anon 🤒

covid anon,,,,,,,,, my dear,,,,, my loaf of toasted bread,,,,,,, when i got this ask i was at work and if you could only see the stupid smile i had on my face the entire rest of the day when i thought about how i was going to respond to this,,,,,,

edit: my answer got crazy fucking long so i am putting this under a readmore goddamn

thank you for the writing compliment my beloved covid anon :'-) i always feel like i'm so shit with pacing so to hear that another writer thinks my pacing is good is just so 🤕 aaaaaaa

AND JEALOUS JENO BC OF SUNGCHAN AND JAEM??? WHAT A THOUGHT. because of the way i always end up characterizing jeno i dont see him as a jealous person, at least not the type to act on his jealousy if he Does feel it, like he's just going to stew on it and stew on it and stew on it instead of actually tell anybody that he's upset.... but that is a concept.... esp if he's jealous of jaem since they're such close friends, it would have good feeling-exposure capabilities.... hmmm.... winky face

to answer how jeno felt when he found out about 'mosquito boy', aka jaemin being mc's rebound in ch2, he was very... confused. by a lot of things. the first being that he didn't even know mc liked jaemin like that at one point (because in his head he doesn't quiiite realize that it was just a hookup, that there were no serious feelings involved- plus, he's always taken note of how much jaemin dotes on mc, so he's always had a suspicion that maybe, just maybe, jaemin might've had some kind of feelings for you too; and this rebound thing only confirms that for him) and he's kind of beating himself up about the fact that he never 'noticed' something going on between mc and jaem at the lake house. the second thing he's confused by is why he is so pissed at jaemin. he assumes he's mad at him for fucking around with mc in the first place when that's marks little sister (like cmon, brocode, wtf) (or maybe jeno is projecting? hmm) (or maybe he's just envious that jaemin had the balls to do something about how he felt regardless of how mark might react, hmmmmm) and he's also definitely mad at jaem for just... not telling him.

and about the siblings LMAO i only realized when i was rereading ch3 for the last time before posting that big brother mark is this huge, looming figure in the fic, mentioned every five seconds, and that basically all the conflict is because of him either directly or indirectly.... but he has literally not showed up in this fic at all 💀 he has not had one line of dialogue in misdial yet (that text in ch1 doesn't count 😭) but i promise you mark's time is coming

and yes, to clarify, you're pretty much exactly right about why jeno never said anything to anyone about how he felt,,,, like mark is his Best Friend, yknow? there are so many different reasons jeno felt it would be better to just keep his mouth shut about 1. knowing mc liked him, and 2. liking her back. the main one is that mark has made it clear how much he admires and cares about his little sister, and while he's never outright condemned any of mcs relationships or crushes or interests, it is so incredibly, painfully obvious that he does not think any human being on earth is good enough for her. (not to mention the fear of fucking up with mc somehow and the wrath mark would put rain upon him if so... with the added depressing edge that jeno knows mark would Hate having to play mediator between him, his best & closest friend, and mc, his literal baby sister)

and i think thats it omg i apologize for responding with such big walls of text, i just loved your message so much LOL all the questions and emotions you had were great and i enjoyed reading and thinking about my answer very much,,,, if you have any more questions i would 1000000% love to answer them 💪

i will try to keep you all updated better this time around, before ch4!! though. i have some interesting news. i will break it here, for you, and for all the other lovelies who have read this far: i have started an outline (and actually started writing)...... an interlude chapter about what happened between jaemin and mc at the lake house >:-D it's going to be written in a standalone oneshot style, so folks who haven't read misdial can still read it, and it's going to be quite... descriptive. about what exactly went down during this alleged rebound. so. if you're into that, jaemin stans rejoice.

anyway i hope this message wasn't a pain in the ass to read and answered most of your questions sufficiently 💪 farewell, covid anon!!!! i love u <3

#dojun talks #dojun answers #covid anon #your name is still so 😭

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stardusthuntress · 1 year ago

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AHSOKA SPOILERS AHEAD

YOU’VE BEEN FOREWARNED!!!

Also below you’ll find that I have a bone to pick…

YES THEY FINALLY PUT A READMORE BUTTON ON MOBILE!!! FINALLY!!!

Anyways!

The new Sabine and Hera…

Idk man…

I know they’re trying to make the characters their own, but like…

Ahsoka has a certain spark. Live action is actually doing it justice!

But Hera and Sabine… where’s their fire? They’re too placid and soft… they survived a war! Their sass carried them through it and saves their sanity in the process! 5.5 years wouldn’t take away that fire that had Sabine in tears when Kanan challenged her to prove she could wield the dark saber! The way her voice shakes with anger and pain. This new actor hasn’t shown an iota of that. She’s too timid. Where’s Sabine’s spirit? She’s Mandalorian for crying out loud! We should feel that in her presence!

AND SINCE WHEN IS SHE FORCE SENSITIVE??? WTF???!!! IM SO CONFUSED ON THAT POINT!!! WHY??? It was better when she wasn’t. It gave her a strength the Jedi could never have. She was capable without the force. That’s so important to who she is. Why did they change that?

And Hera… she’s a mother now, yes, but she always was. (Also, where IS Jacen?) And where’s Hera’s tenacity? Her sassy “really? They’re trying to pull that on me? Let them try it, and learn why it was a dumb idea” and “Phoenix squadron! NOW!” Like her confidence and care could be heard in her voice, but live action Hera feels meek and too “let me fight it for you”, especially considering it’s SABINE WREN she’s fighting for. Sabine might need a push, but she doesn’t need mom to rescue her like that! And I know she’s supposed to be broken hearted, but we’ve seen her broken hearted in rebels! She still had her fiery disposition! That is what makes her, HER!

Where’s their fire???

That being said, LIVE ACTION LOTHAL IS REALLY PRETTY!!! Very Alderanni but desert world vibes! I like it!

And idk why I forgot that David Tennant is Professor Yang!!! It’s so good to see Yang again!!! I keep waiting for him to pull out the kyber safety compartment again. Idk why. But it would be a fun nod to tcw 🤓

But seriously tho, Sabine and Hera are strong women! Where is that strength? It is currently MIA… I am waiting and hoping, but bracing for disappointment unfortunately…

I’m also worried about Thrawn… I hope they do him justice! They have a chance to show that there are good people on both sides of every war, but will they take this opportunity to show it, or will they simply lean into Rebels too far and make him too evil?

And since when have they been able to heal a saber through the liver? Is Qui Gon JUST a joke now? What is it with the new Star Wars ignoring that that’s a serious injury???

But back to Sabine and Hera… I think they forgot to remind the actors that BECAUSE these characters started as animated, the ONLY thing the original voice actors had was their VOICE! So if the live action actors can’t get the voice right, they aren’t playing the character we know and love…

Ezra sure nailed his <30 second bit! You could HEAR his humor and his ego and his strongest moment from Rebels in his intonations!!! It was SO GOOD to hear our favorite force blueberry again!!!

And Ahsoka is back!!! Tho without someone with fire by her side she’s a little toned down… I have a feeling we’re gonna get her tcw fire back soon tho! She’s gonna need it! We caught glimpses of it in this, and glimpses of the character arc she’s gonna undergo! That’s good! And bodes well for the show!!!

AND JAI KELL IS A SENATOR NOW!!!! You go dude!!! He’s come so far!!! And Ryder Azadi is back!!!

#ahsoka series #ahsoka show #ahsoka spoilers #spoiler alert

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paldean-ranger-brandy · 1 year ago

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Im gonna be real, my knee jerk reaction here is to make some bitchy little comment and then drop it. But I'm gonna do my best to explain our position here. Because I know you're a good person, and I know you aren't gonna take what I say in bad faith and twist it against me. Putting it under a readmore bc this post is already long.

Imagine you have a house. You've built this house yourself, you love it, it's HUGE and every single nook and cranny is special to you. And then a neighbor comes along and cuts down 80% of it to use the raw materials for fuckin whatever. What an asshole, we are not inviting him to the holiday party. But you start to rebuild. You don't get more than one room up though before another neighbor comes by, says he's friends with the first guy, and then tells you he's gonna be telling a bunch of children to walk through your house. You say "hey, wtf. I actually don't like kids all that much, and don't really want anyone walking through my house after that last guy destroyed most of it." And they say "that's too fucking bad". You ask your other neighbors to help, and get radio silence from everyone except for one random dude way out in the ocean who went through something similar. It's not enough though, and the kids start stomping through your house.

A bunch of them keep accidentally knocking shit over and breaking it. Not their fault that this place isn't kid friendly, but that's exactly why you don't want them there. At least half of them tell you to knock down MORE walls so that your house is easier to walk through, it's kinda inaccessible for them. A lot of them don't do much more than just. Walk through. But your house isn't built for that much foot traffic, and now your floors are dirty and breaking.

Your neighbors start talking, saying how inaccessible your house is for the kids, how WEIRD your house looks to them, how anti social you are. They even start spreading rumours, calling you uncivilized because your home is so weird and dirty and broken even though it WASN'T always like that and you were never given the chance to fix anything or even make the place more child friendly before the absolute hoard of rude/inconsiderate/well-meaning but still part of the problem kids started stomping through.

Your house is in shambles, there are kids that you don't want everywhere, and your neighbors all hate you and love to spread rumours about how mean and brutish you are. At that point, even though it isn't the kids' fault you are going to find yourself being not exactly the best host. It's not that you can't be, you're actually really good at helping your friends and their kids feel good and safe in your home. But this is too much, you are one person and these kids are not in a listening and learning mindset. Rudeness isn't the goal, but when you're that tired and bogged down it's inevitable.

First guy is the Industrial revolution, second guy is the league (obviously), and the neighbors are the rest of Hoenn (again, I think obviously). I'm not using this analogy because I think you're stupid, it's just the best way I could think of to make the emotional reality actually hit home. Also because explaining the history in detail would take even longer lol.

We aren't rude by nature. We dont even necessarily hate having guests over. But it's just been too much for too long, and we are tired of being judged. And anytime we try and explain that people try to defend the League, or say that we're overreacting. One time I told someone the cliffs notes version and they said "so it's true? Your town is super poor and shitty?"

People don't like to hear their precious League has done terrible things. People also don't really approach us much from a place of actually wanting to listen and learn. That said, I do trust u n ur little girlfriend to be chill. If either of you actually want to learn about our culture n traditions I'm happy to talk about em.

Is it morally wrong to visit Fortree solely to see how long it takes for someone to pick a fight with me?

#pokeblogging #brandy chat #long post #sorry i kinda rambled. i dont trust my explanations enough to know when to stop lmao #Hoenn's bastard child

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makeste · 4 years ago

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save no matter what.

so this is going to ultimately be a post about Deku. however, if you’ll be so kind as to indulge me, I would like to start things off by making a point about Bakugou. specifically, I’d like to point out that back in the day before this kid got Character Development no Jutsu’d, people weren’t always so inclined to view his attitude towards winning in the best light. which is a nice way of saying that he came off as unhealthily obsessed, not to mention more than a little unhinged.

sorry for the image spam btw, I just think they’re funny. he’s so demented lmao. KILL DIE CRUSH.

anyway so we’re gonna do the rest of this below a cut before it gets long. but I promise it really is a Deku post lol. don’t let the pre-readmore stuff fool you. I PROMISE THERE IS A POINT, AND WE WILL GET TO IT.

anyway! so yeah, we really didn’t have the best impression of Bakugou’s whole winning fixation at the beginning there. and I mean, it’s not like we had the best impression of Bakugou himself at the start of things either. we were already primed from the very first chapter to see this kid as an adversary to Izuku. the story goes out of its way to paint him in pretty much the worst light possible. which is why what happens next is so interesting.

because one might see all this and think, “holy heck, this kid is off the shits, somebody needs to set him straight pronto and get it into his head that winning isn’t everything.” because that’s almost the natural conclusion to draw. “look at this kid, he doesn’t care about helping other people at all, all he cares about is winning, someone needs to come along and show him that he’s got it backwards.”

except that’s not what happens, is it? because this is where, much to my delight, Horikoshi came along and started subverting expectations. because not only is Katsuki not rebuked for being so obsessed with winning -- it’s pretty much the exact opposite.

the one and only time Deku ever straight up hands Katsuki’s ass to him is when he says he doesn’t want to win. Deku is IMMEDIATELY all, “THE FUCK KIND OF BULLSHIT DID I JUST HEAR OUT OF YOUR TRASH MOUTH,” and that’s when he sets him straight.

the important people in Katsuki’s life never tell him, “hey you need to cool it with the whole winning thing.” All Might and Aizawa never scold him for it, or tell him that he shouldn’t try with everything he has to win, or that wanting to win is a bad thing. on the contrary, they both commend him for it. and ultimately, he’s told by All Might that this desire is actually one of the two fundamental qualities that every great hero needs.

he completely turns the whole thing on its head. not only is it not a bad thing, it’s actually crucial. essential. because what the desire to win really is, at its core, is tenacity. it’s the fiercest kind of determination. it’s not something he should be ashamed of; it’s something that sets him apart, something that makes him worthy. he is someone who refuses to back down no matter what. refuses to give up, no matter what. and this quality, which is initially misunderstood by some to the point where even the villains mistakenly take him for one of their own in the making, is eventually validated to the fullest degree by the person that Katsuki looks up to the most. his desire to win goes from being this awkward “son wtf are you doing” thing to being one of the core philosophies of the series. and ever since then, we pretty much don’t question it.

so why do I bring this up now? well, the answer to that can basically be summed up in one word.

“parallels.”

so here’s the thing. there’s been a lot of talk lately about Deku’s ridiculous, reckless, and absurdly self-destructive desire to save others while having little to no regard for himself. currently he’s lying in a hospital bed, having broken approximately 218 out of the 206 bones in his little hero body (yes, somewhere along the way he found an additional dozen bones to break). it is worrying. it is Concerning. and it’s raised a lot of questions, such as “???” and “wtf is this idiot doing.”

and a lot of people have been pretty critical of him! this is, of course, an ongoing thing with this child, and people have been giving him grief over it going as far back as chapter 6.

while others have been bothered by it going even further back than that.

and I’ve seen these sentiments being echoed pretty frequently in the fandom as well. and there are basically two talking points that I want to address here. the first is the idea that Deku’s aggressive brand of selflessness stems from an inherent lack of self-worth. in other words, because he prioritizes other people’s safety and well-being above his own, and is willing to go to such drastic lengths to save them, there’s this feeling that he doesn’t value himself enough, that he must not care about himself.

but I don’t think that’s quite it. let’s go back to those parallels first, though. let’s take another look at Kacchan.

what I mainly want to call attention to is the intensity here. again, it’s something that at first strikes most readers as being absurdly over the top. the truth is, I think a lot of people simply can’t relate to it. Katsuki cares about winning with a ferocity and a fervor that most people, for better or worse, simply don’t have. I certainly don’t, lol.

but he does. to him it’s not a shallow, superficial thing at all. it’s important to him, perhaps the most important thing. I think we often talk about it in terms of it being a desire, but imo a more accurate way to define it is not as a want, but as a need. in other words, it’s the opposite of the question “what is it this character wants” (i.e. “what is it they can’t live without”)? instead, it’s a question of “what is it they don’t want” (i.e. “what is it they can’t live with”)?

and in Katsuki’s case, the thing he can’t live with is feeling like he hasn’t tried his absolute best. he needs to give his all in everything he does. he wants to win, but winning just on its own is not enough.

it has to be earned. he has to prove to himself and to everyone else that he deserves it. anything less than that is unacceptable. anything less than that, and he can’t be at ease. he can’t be settled. he can’t rest. and so he puts everything he has into winning, even if it means going to extremes. because it’s that important to him.

it’s something that’s at times alarming and even disturbing for others to witness. but nonetheless, it’s a part of who he is, and at the end of the day his teachers accept that, and the story acknowledges that it’s his greatest strength.

so now, to finally bring this back around to Deku, this is what I keep seeing in his character as well. only in his case, the thing he can’t live with is knowing that he didn’t do everything he possibly could to save someone. or to put it another way, Deku, at his core, is someone who cannot rest until he knows that everyone is safe. simple as that. it’s not just a desire to protect people; it’s a need. he needs to know that everyone is safe and protected. otherwise he can’t be at ease. it’s no different from how normal, everyday people aren’t able to feel at ease unless they know that they are safe and that their loved ones are safe. it’s just that in Deku’s case, this same fundamental need extends to everyone, not just himself and his friends and family. everyone. he can’t live with himself knowing that someone was in trouble, and he had the ability to do something to help, but didn’t. and so, if you literally can’t live with not doing something, you basically have no choice but to do it.

and this is what in my opinion defines Deku’s character. Kacchan, in trying to understand it, noted that Deku doesn’t seem to take himself into account. but I think OFA Prime summed it up a little more accurately. “he rages for the sake of others. for them, he does his best until he can do no more. this young man is possessed by a drive to save others that eclipses all common understanding.”

so yeah. it’s not that he doesn’t care about himself at all, it’s that he cares about others even more. he has that same intensity and ferocity towards saving people that Katsuki has towards winning. and just as it was difficult at first for fans to understand Katsuki’s feelings, it’s hard to fathom the sheer depth of that “save everyone” feeling that compels Deku to break his own body in that pursuit. it’s scary, not to mention extremely destructive and dangerous. and so really, it was almost inevitable that there would be some backlash.

but just like Katsuki’s desire to win was ultimately validated in the end, I think Deku’s desire to save others will be as well. in fact it already is being validated, for starters by the other denizens of OFA, led by Lil Bro as mentioned above. let’s go back for a moment to that same scene.

here we get a huge hint that “Deku gets taken down a notch and chewed out and scolded for his recklessness” is not, in fact, the direction that the story is going in. because in general, when the main villain starts mocking the hero and saying that they’ve done something wrong, that’s a very good sign that said hero is actually on the exact right track. like, no offense, but as far as character critiques go, AFO is probably the least qualified person in the entire manga to start offering those up lol. so yeah. if AFO is denouncing Deku for something, and OFA Prime is praising him for that exact same thing, I think it’s safe to say that means he is in fact doing something very, very right.

“okay but makeste, he nearly got himself killed and broke all of his arms AND legs and is now lying in a fucking coma,” you say, gesturing emphatically to the last page of chapter 298. “so I mean, that’s all well and good that Wonder Boy has the best of intentions and all that, but at the end of the day he’s only one kid. he literally can’t save everyone, and if he pulls one or two more stunts like this, he’s going to get himself killed.”

and okay, but this here is the other talking point that I wanted to address. because it’s true, Deku does need to learn a specific lesson here. but that lesson is NOT that he can’t save everyone. this is a superhero story, guys -- “you can’t save everyone” is never going to be the underlying message, ever. it’s the OPPOSITE of the message. Deku is the hero because he tries to save everyone. because he doesn’t give up on saving people no matter what. that is literally the core of the story. it has been since the very first chapter.

so then what is it that Deku actually needs to learn here? well, once again, it all comes back to those parallels.

btw, I really just love how he’s carrying Katsuki there lol. he’s just so done with him.

but anyway. so, the final exam arc. Katsuki initially wants to win at all costs -- but there’s a hitch. because even though he wants to win, he refuses to do so while working with Deku. enter Deku’s left hook, and one impromptu Rival Encouragement Speech later, our boy has thankfully come to his senses.

but here’s the point -- the lesson here wasn’t “you can’t always win.” rather, the lesson that Katsuki needed to learn was that you can’t always win alone.

yeah. so now you can see what I’m getting at here.

“...on your own.”

that’s the key. this is the one and only thing that Deku actually needs to get into his head. wanting to save everyone is fine! his will to save others has never been a weakness -- it’s been the most admirable thing about him from day one. it’s what makes him strong. it’s why All Might chose him. it’s why OFA has chosen him. it’s what sets him apart, and I firmly believe it’s what will ultimately help him save the day and defeat AFO as well. because what other character would look at Shigaraki Tomura, the person who just impaled his friend and destroyed an entire city, and instinctively reach out a hand to try and save him? and if you don’t think that’s going to wind up being key to the final battle, you and I have very different ideas about this series’ endgame.

Deku’s determination to save everyone isn’t arrogance or futility. it is and always has been his greatest strength. but what he’s missing now, what he needs to learn, is simply to trust. y’all might have seen that theory about the Fourth’s quirk, and why All Might was so hesitant to tell Deku about it. basically, the theory (which is based on an attempted translation of the crossed-out parts of All Might’s OFA notebook) goes that the Spidey Sense was so overwhelming that the Fourth -- whose cause of death was one of the things crossed out -- eventually couldn’t bear it, and went to live alone in the middle of the woods somewhere. and possibly wound up killing himself?? all of which is just speculation right now of course. but it makes sense. and it would certainly explain why All Might, being all too aware of Deku’s self-destructive tendencies, would keep that from him.

but if this is the case, that means it’s clear that the Fourth’s solution didn’t work. “give up and accept that you can’t save everyone” clearly is NOT the answer to be had here.

the answer is trust. trust that his fellow heroes have his back. trust that they’ll be able to help him reach the people he’s not able to reach on his own. trust that they can work together to save everyone. that he doesn’t have to rest the entire world on his shoulders alone.

it’s the one lesson that All Might, his predecessor and his teacher, never learned himself until it was too late. but of course, All Might never had a prickly and determined rival who was ready to step in and deal out some tough love if need be. a rival who, perhaps, just might soon get a chance to repay an old favor.

“I don’t wanna hear you say you can’t save someone.”

I’m just saying. just as Deku has been watching Katsuki all this time, and admiring his determination to win, and emulating it himself, so has Katsuki recently begun to emulate Deku’s determination to save others. we’ve seen it not just in his recent act of self-sacrifice, but even in little things like his habits and tricks of speech. just like Katsuki is Deku’s image of victory, Deku is becoming Katsuki’s image of saving others.

and so I’ll bet you anything that if Deku ever starts to doubt himself, or starts feeling like his dream and desires are futile, Kacchan will be there to set him straight with a good old fashioned Rival Encouragement Speech of his own. possibly with his own left hook to match, though his left shoulder is currently out of sorts atm so he might need to modify that approach a little bit. but the point is, he’ll be there. and he will not allow Deku to give up on himself. he will be there to remind him that he doesn’t have to face this alone.

so yeah! finally managed to wrap up my giant Deku meta which I’ve been working on for ages and rewritten like fifteen times lmao. just in time for this to be relevant for all of a day, probably, depending on what happens once chapter 279 drops lol. but yeah. tl;dr, local boy tries to do too much, but his heart is in the right place, and hopefully all he really needs is a good pep talk from his tsundere bff to set him to rights again. r.i.p. to the Fourth, but he’s different.

#bnha 298 #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #bakudeku #bnha meta #deku meta #bakugou meta #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #makeste reads bnha

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barelyalivebutnotdead · 4 years ago

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Chaos

[The bat-brothers: Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian sitting at the dining table in the Wayne Manor. They all sit in chairs lines up, facing the Fanon version of themselves: 'Perceptions']

Tim: (reluctantly) So, these guys are our 'perceptions'?

Dick: (nodding, slightly uncomfortable) Yeah, Zatanna said she will drop by once she has figured out to fix this without collapsing the multiverse in on itself.

Tim: (gulps and points at Fanon!Tim sitting directly opposite to him) Why do I- I mean, why does he look like that?

[Cut to Fanon!Tim with sunken cheekbones, pale skin, skinny frame and dark, chapped lips. He looks undernourished and his eyes are laden with dark circles from sleep deprivation. He looks like a zombie.]

: readmore:

Tim: (whispering to his brothers to not offend the Fanon versions) He looks like a zombie...

Dick: (speechless)

Damian: (Smirks) That's the vibe you emit, Drake. Face the truth.

Jason: (also speechless, raised eyebrows, regrets life and death decisions that led up to this moment.)

Dick: (has the most optimistic 'wtf' look on his face looking at Fanon!Dick)

[Cut to Fanon!Dick sitting on the chair with a huge, 440-watt smile. He looks like the himbo version of a dog wagging his tail.]

Dick: (in both wonder and bemusement) I swear I can see rainbows and sunshine in his eyes...

[Dick internally wonders where Fanon!Dick got the childlike innocence from, considering his sanity has been crumbling for a long, long time now]

[THUMP!]

[Cut to Fanon!Tim faceplanting on the table. Jason looks like he regrets coming back to life. Tim is unsure what to do. Damian's eye is twitching from being around the Fanon imbeciles. Dick is this close to giving up on everything.]

Fanon!Jason: Oh no, baby bird! (Worriedly goes to Fanon!Tim and lifts his head)

[Fanon!Damian sits with hands folded and a scowl, in Fanon!Dick's lap, who hold him very dearly]

Jason: What the fuck?

Tim: What the fuck?

[Fanon!Jason lifts Fanon!Tim's head to reveal a... Less than pleasant face]

Fanon!Tim: (in a very scratchy, weak voice) Coff- coughs -fee! (and then THUMPS on the table head-first, again.)

[Fanon!Jason catches ahold of Fanon!Dick by the collar and gets into his face]

Fanon!Jason: You weren't a good brother to me and now you can't even take care of my Timmy?!

[He huffs and leaps for the kitchen to make coffee.]

[Dick facepalms, he cannot see this. Jason flinches in fear of Alfred's swear jar each time he hears Fanon!Jason swear from the kitchen. Tim buried his face into his hands and slumps against the table, he wishes to disappear and never face reality again. Damian is already reaching for his sword.]

Fanon!Damian: (scoffs) Let the imbecile die. A pathetic soul like his deserves a pathetic death like this.

Damian: (he stands on the table wielding the sword to Fanon!Damian's throat, eyes raging green) What the hell did you just say?!

Fanon!Dick and Canon!Dick: Shut up, Damian! (Who said that to which Damian, I'll let you decide)

[Dick and Tim pull Damian back from killing the Fanon!Damian, fearing that killing them would cause something to go wrong in the multiverse]

[Fanon!Jason returns from the kitchen with a tray in which he decorated a large mug of coffee, a flower vase and a bowl of hot soup.]

Dick: (In astonishment and disbelief) Jason?

[Fanon!Jason doesn't answer him. He goes and sits by Fanon!Tim and sets down the mug of coffee. Then, with cooing words, feeds Fanon!Tim the soup, gently.]

Jason: Where's my crowbar.

Dick: (Lets out he most tired sigh and pinches the bridge of his nose, others are unsure whether he is frustrated over Jason's crowbar or the Fanons.)

Tim: (Turns to Damian with an earnest, pained expression) Damian, kill me before this is embedded into my memory forever.

Damian: (takes a breath and turns to Tim, his voice polite, soft and genuine. Vicarious pain and embarassment flashing in his eyes) I hate this too, Drake. Believe me, I really do. But since this hurts you more than it hurts me, (In the same soft, genuine, polite voice but evilly dramatic tone) suffer.

[Dick looks at Fanon!Dick, somehow glowing with childlike happiness.]

Dick: I wonder how he is so happy?

Alfred: Sirs? It is time for Dinner.

[The boys all get up and help in setting the table. Chaos ensues]

Jason: I'll get the plates. Tim? Get the caserols.

[A very 'undead' Tim walks in, dragging his feet and hunching over with slumped shoulders.]

Fanon!Tim: (Groans) Coffeee!

[Despite having met death, Jason backs away from Fanon!Tim for the fear of God knows what. He watches in a moment of sheer patience Jason didn't know he had as Fanon!Tim streches for the coffee jar on the top shelf, knocks it off as he collapses and proceeds to shove the raw coffee grounds into his mouth. Jason slowly backs away from him.]

Jason: (to Tim, visibly shaken up) I'm not going near that Tim, you shouldn't either.

Tim: (Putting down the caseroles a little lazily) Is that what my 'perception' is? A zombie looking Edward Cullen who survives on coffee and (shudders, refering to when Fanon!Jason fed Fanon!Tim soup.) That.

Jason: I'm going to get Zatanna to erase my memory of this event.

Tim: Yeah, call me too.

[Fanon!Damian sits atop of Fanon!Dick's shoulders, carrying a bunch of spoons while Fanon!Dick walks with glasses in his hands, laughing with Damian while he growls in return]

Dick: (thinks, Should I try to be as happy as him? Then looks down to see Damian watching in stoic horror as Fanon!Damian begins acting like a baby.)

Dick: (Opens his mouth to express his thoughts)

Damian: (Looks up at Dick and squints into a mini-bat-glare before Dick has the chance to say something) Grayson, I know what you are thinking. If you ever try to manhandle me like a baby, you will lose an organ.

Fanon!Tim: (Walks by shoving a handful of coffee grounds into his mouth) I hope it's a spleen. We'll have something in common to talk about then.

[Both Damian and Dick are thorougly spooked.]

Fanon!Jason: (Quivering out of anger at Fanon!Tim's broken, sad, lonely tone) Your fault, Dick!

[Dick gulps wondering if the Fanon!UniverseJason ever got out of the pit madness.]

Jason: (In a tone more broken, hopeless and sad tone than Fanon!Tim's) Why...

[Everyone sits for dinner. Alfred serves]

[Fanon!Dick suddenly gets up, walks up to Fanon!Damian and hugs him. Fanon!Damian responds with a bite. The he goes and hugs Fanon!Jason, he responds by shoving Fanon!Dick away, grumbling about how cruel he was to Tim. Finally, he goes to Fanon!Tim and gives him a hug. He is too busy chugging more coffee to respond.)

[Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian are exasperated, to put it simply.]

[Dick slumps onto the table. Jason finally pulls out his crowbar. Tim crumbles upon himself. Damian closes his eyes in an attemp to not lose whatever is left of his sanity.]

Dick, Jason and Damin: (in unison) I wish I had stayed dead than waching this.

Tim: (feels more nightmares of Jason coming to his nights.)

Author's note: Okay, I admit, this may not be as funny as I meant it to be but... I can suck, you know? Besides, this may be terrible but in a universe with the CW's PowerPuff Girls script, it cannot objectively be the worst. And yes, I categorize this as a shitpost.

Sorry for creating this, but I had fun.

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theworldsoul · 4 years ago

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Uhh warning VENT!!! Talks about self harm and shit... also religious bullshit and gender bullshit??? Like I'm really trans and also Catholicism really fucked me up so if ur uncomfy with that just... skip this post. Also if ur Christian and can't handle seeing ur shit defaced then skip this post. Also if ur gonna clown on this post as "cringe atheism" then fuck you because I'm literally coping with pain lol

:readmore:

Anways now that the disclaimer is over... here comes the real shit.

I... have been going through a LOT lately, jesus christ. I was HAPPY today, yknow? I thought I was gonna be happy the whole day.

I was dancing today. That's how happy I was. For the first time in like... a whole year... I was really so happy. I thought I was gonna cry. But then I got home. And well,,,, I did cry. But not from happiness. I just got my math grade back. A fucking 49 percent. MY AVERAGE RIGHT NOW IS A 57 PERCENT. I MIGHT FAIL MATH 20. I MIGHT HAVE TO RETAKE IT. oh my god I'm such a failure I cant do anything ever i try SO fucking hard but honestly??? I cant fucking do this. I can't, I'm not mentally capable. "Just work harder"... BITCH I AM WORKING AS HARD AS I CAN. I AM SPENDING HOURS AND HOURS OF MY LIFE STUDYING AND PRACTICING. I'm starting to think that how hard i try doesn't even fucking matter because I'm STUPID and all i know how to do is PAINT SHIT!!!! NOBODY CARES ABOUT ART!!!! IF I FAIL THIS CLASS I MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO HAVE A HOUSE IN THE FUTURE!!!! A HOUSE!!!!!

I dont even want to be a fucking orthodontist. Okay??? I wanna do what I love: painting. But NOOOO. I have to get a "respectable" job that will "pay me enough money to live". WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO MAKE MONEY TO LIVE??? WTF??? THATS LITERALLY SO FUCKED UP. everyone deserves to live (unless they like murdered someone? I guess? Idk) BUT LIKE I DIDNT KILL NO ONE SO WHATS ALL THIS BS ABOUT WORKING TO LIVE???? WTF??? I rly gotta do all this shit I hate, all this shit I'm mentally incapable of doing... so i can have a house. Fuck this. Yknow with my average at a 57... I might fail this class even if I get a really good grade on my next quiz. Can you fucking believe it??? I'm literally so fucking stupid I cant even pass a dumb fucking math class god i hate myself. I cant fail this class. I've NEVER failed a class. Almost failed... but never HAD TO RETAKE A CLASS. that's the ultimate failure. I think my parents would hate me if I failed this.

And on top of that... I'm really struggling with uhhh, dysphoria and body image... and it's so fucking horrible man I want to rip all my skin off I want to suffocate god I want to KILL him I want to MAKE HIM SUFFER. I want to gouge his eyes out and force him to eat them. WHY WOULD HE MAKE ME LIKE THIS????? WHY????? WHATS THE POINT IN MAKING A CHILD SUFFER SO MUCH???

What did I ever do that was so wrong I deserved all this punishment???

Well FUCK YOU and fuck your stupid book and FUCK THESE STUPID FUCKING SAINTS. WASNT THERE SUPPOSED TO BE A WHOLEASS ANGEL WATCHING OVER ME?? PROTECTING ME??? WHERE THE FUCK IS THAT BITCH NOW?? WHERE WAS THAT BITCH WHEN... when I was being bullied? When I literally wanted to kill myself?

Where was that guardian angel when I kept making THE SAME MISTAKE over and over again and I KNEW it was wrong but I kept doing it anyways because it was the only way I could feel like soemone cared about me????

I bet that angel motherufcker KNEW they didnt care. DID THE ANGEL EVER ONCE HELP ME??? NOOOO. all those times I was bruised and broken... all those times...

Man, I was just a kid. I was SO fucking young. And I would come like a lamb to the slaughter and kneel. I would pray... ask for guidance. I would pray the rosary too, I would read the bible and try my very best to understand it, I would go to church and volunteer at church and do my best to be a Good Boy and never sin. I did EVERYTHING right. I literally fasted at some point, like a religious fast. I was devoted...

Honestly though? I think it was the same mistake I make over and over again, except not with a real person.

And you have me NOTHING. GO GIRL, GIVE US NOTHING!!!!!!! I literally used to self-punish for the sins I couldnt bring myself to confess. At my communion, there was one sin I didn't tell because I knew it was unforgivable. I still hate myself for that. But man, I used to try and do all sorts of things to somehow cleanse myself of it. I figured THAT whole ordeal was why I was constantly being tortured.

But I was stupid and I am stupid and that makes NO SENSE because if the thing I'm being punished for happened when I was a child, WHY DID THE PUNISHMENT BEGIN AT MY BIRTH????

They used to tell me that god handcrafted every part of me specifically for some sort of grand reason.

Why.

Really? This bitch really "handcrafted" me just so I could cry and cut myself nearly every night??? Fuck that. Like why would you make me this way. It hurts more than you can IMAGINE. The only reason I'm not dead yet is because of ME, MY strength, not any of the bullshit YOU gave me. I hate when people say "oh, god made u so hardworking" or "oh, god made you so passionate/hopeful/full of love/fiery/whatever" LIKE STFU BITCH THAT WAS NOT SKYDADDY THAT WAS ME!!!

you wanna know what he made me?

dysphoric, ugly af, yeah.... but the worst part?

He made me feel.

That doesn't sound bad, right? Well it's the worst thing on the list. It is my downfall, my Achilles heel or whatever. This emotions shit??? It RUINED my life. My whole life I was cursed with a fucking monster inside me. I kept trying to tell everyone that it wasnt me!!! I kept telling them that it felt like I was being possessed. But adults are SHIT. I hate adults. I want to kill them all. They failed me and their god failed me. None of them every listened to me. All they knew how to do was punish, punish, punish.

It's like giving an allergic kid some peanuts and then getting angry at them for going into anaphylactic shock or whatever. Nobody ever thought "hey, why don't we stop giving the kid peanuts?"

ALL THE ADULTS AROUND ME ACT LIKE CHILDREN AND THEY ALWAYS HAVE ACTED LIKE CHILDREN FUCK ADULTS

Anwyays that's how I ended up with all these unresolved issues,.... emotion is a tough one, like I literally dont have the ability to control my emotions at all, I can try and like, repress them but I cant make myself actually feel less.

My emotion hurts more than anyone else's and nobody ever understood that. I would tell them that it hurts, it PHYSICALLY HURTS, and they would say I just wanted attention. I would tell them I literally couldnt control what my body said and did, I would tell them I felt like A PUPPET ON STRINGS and no one believed me. Fuck them.

Healthy coping mechanisms? I literally self ship with Snape to cope. I literally self ship with characters my brain made up and put in my dreams to cope. I used to hurt myself so much trying to feel loved and cared about irl. Fiction is so much better. I sound like a loser but its TRUE. The sort of thing I need, the sort of love I need is like... a parent. You can't go looking for a parent in a romantic partner, it fucks everything up and you end up... well, let's just say it proabbly wasnt the most legal thing, but I wasnt thinking strisght at all I mean dude I was So fucked in my head when I did all that...whatever...anyways so thank u for fiction!!! I love fiction. Want to kill someone? Draw it. Then you'll feel much better!!! And you dont go to jail!!!

Well the pics here... idk, it was really calming to do this. It's new, painting over religious shit. I was gonna do the whole bible but I already burnt that shit so.... and I was going to cut but I'm trying really hard to stay clean... like really hard. It's so weird and like, addicting, once I hit styro I don't want to stop, but also it kinda transfers the emotional pain to physical pain, making it way easier to deal with. I just can't keep doing that because I KNOW it's bad and look I thoguht I was clean for a whole year but then I fucked up and WOW, GUESS WHAT MADE ME RELAPSE??? MATH CLASS!!!!

Whatever anyways here are my wonderful works of art I made while crying and cursing god (like I'm so pissed at all this catholic bs I believed in him again just to swear at him lol)

.... but imagine for a moment, a better world. One in whcih these saints whose images I've defaced are actually good people... a world in which they SEE ME AND THEY HEAR ME... and I go unpunished.... and I am embraced by someone who UNDERSTANDS.

I think I would cry.

Too bad that world doesnt exist and I just made it up to try and feel a bit better. Whatever, whatever. I painted the things, they're gonna dry. I work hard, I'm gonna do good on my quiz, I hope. I just have to be making it through, that's all it is, work work work without a break but I can proabbly do it. I'm really slipping I admit like the mental health is slipping it's getting worse like I havent had a "fuck I am afab" moment in such a long time so yeah...

Anwyays I feel so much better now that I did my little art project yknow???

#ughhh #parent your fucking kids #religious bullshit #adults dont fuck up the children you are in charge of challenge #religion don't fuck up trans kids challenge #good dick really breaks a motherfucker #vent

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arcadiaoaksusedbooks · 6 years ago

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Two magical sisters texting, Part 1

Under readmore for length (sorry mobile users)

Nadia: Hey, Elisi! Just got your card! Thank you so much, it’s really funny and touching. Always thinking of you, your sister, Nadia.

Elisi: Hi, sis! Good to hear from you. Glad you got the card okay. How’s the store doing these days?

Nadia: Oh, can’t complain. Getting the usual crowds in now that school is winding down for the summer. Are you still a warden for the national parks? How has that been lately?

Elisi: Just for Noatak. It’s been fine, yet another decline in wildlife. The snow’s all melted, so we should be seeing birds and elk and all the usual suspects, but it’s been really quiet in the basin. Nothing that hasn’t happened before.

Nadia: Maybe noone’s come out of hibernation yet?

Elisi: We don’t have much that hibernates. Some rabbits, foxes, and weasels. Saw plenty of those at the first snow melt. And there’s tons of fish, plants and berries, so the ecosystem isn’t hurting any. So I know the herds didn’t move from lack of food.

Nadia: Hmm. Well, you’re the expert. If it’s happened before, then there shouldn’t be anything to worry about.

Elisi: Yep yep

Elisi: Did you get birthday wishes from anyone else?

Nadia: It’s still two weeks away, so no.

Nadia: How is the family doing?

Elisi: Great! Grandbaby hatched a month ago!

Nadia: Congradulations!

Elisi: ((picture of a newborn Krampus troll, fuzzy, black, yellow eyes open like a cat that just saw the red dot))

Nadia: So this is great x16 grandbaby?

Elisi: Eh, I don’t bother with that stuff anymore. It’s just a grandbaby from now on.

Nadia: Grannie!

Elisi: Shush

Nadia: Grannie, grannie, sixteen generations removed!

Elisi: Hey, it wasn’t that long! Stop making me feel old!

Nadia: Great

Elisi: Stop

Nadia: Great

Elisi: I’ll block your number

Nadia: Hee hee

Elisi: Anyway, pic was of Orsan. You really should come by and visit everyone before they forget you again.

Nadia: It’s been so long, I don’t think I know anyone at your house anymore.

Elisi: Fol is still here. He still remembers you.

Nadia: I remember Fol. Give him hugs and kisses for me.

Elisi: Will do

Elisi: Brb, gotta make dinner.

Nadia: Ah, so do I. Let’s chat later.

Elisi: Yep yep. Talk to you later.

(A day later)

Nadia: Hi, Elisi! You free?

Elisi: Sure. What’s up?

Nadia: One of my customers gave me a birthday present!

Elisi: Really? That’s cool. What’s the title?

Nadia: Actually, it’s a figurine they painted. It’s really well done; I didn’t think anyone in town painted sculptures at all.

Elisi: Oh, cool! So, is it going in your shop?

Nadia: Yep! Lemme take a picture.

Elisi: (laughing emoji face) Need me to tell you how?

Nadia: No, I got it. One sec.

Nadia: ((picture of a small statue, lined up next to three dictionaries for reference. It’s a four legged, furry animal with a fox-like face, bulging eyes, and two tiny antlers sticking from behind it’s mouse like ears. It has four clawed feet and a furry tail with a large bushel of fur at the very end. It’s colored in pinks and greens, and given a glossy sheen.))

Nadia: The eyes weird me out a little, but it looks like a fey creature. It’s very creative! What do you think?

(There’s no response from Elisi for five minutes.)

Nadia: Elisi? Are you there?

Elisi: That looks just like the small statues I’m finding around the park, and around town. Most of them are broken, but I recognize that head. Where did the kid say they found it?

Nadia: I didn’t ask. I just assumed they made it or bought it from a store.

Elisi: I found three broken ones around the park by the river. And when I came into town, I saw some kids playing with some intact ones. I ask where they got them, and they insisted they made them. Their grandpa had more.

Nadia: Maybe it’s a popular thing on the Internet? Alora knows about that kind of stuff.

Elisi: Maybe?

Elisi: If it is, someone’s littering, and I don’t tolerate that in my park.

Nadia: How were the ones you found painted as?

Elisi: They weren’t painted yet. They’re just rock. Still. Not appreciating this.

Nadia: Well, if my customer comes back, I’ll ask about it. I’m sure it’s a silly internet thing. I’ll ask Alora.

Elisi: Sure.

Elisi: And again, happy early birthday!

Nadia: Thank you!

(Same day)

Nadia: Hey, Alora, are you busy?

Alora: Not for my favorite sister. How’s you?

Nadia: Good. A customer gave me an early birthday present!

Alora: Wait. Birthday?

Alora: Shit. I forgot you changed it again. I’ll get you something.

Nadia: Aw, that’s okay.

Nadia: ((sends the picture of her statue))

Alora: (laughing while crying emoji) OMG WTF even IS that?

Nadia: You don’t know?

Alora: Nope. Why, what is it?

Nadia: One of the kids said they painted it for me. I showed it to Elisi and she said she’s finding these statues everywhere at work and in town.

Alora: Huh. Haven’t seen or heard of anything like that.

Alora: The colors are awful. Those buggy eyes are killing it for me.

Alora: Like someone tried to make a jackalope having never seen one before.

Alora: Or made the unholy baby of a jackalope and the word’s smallest furry Godzilla.

Alora: ...

Alora: This would probably meme up a storm in the right place.

Nadia: Okay, okay, I get it.

Alora: It’s like

Alora: Steward Little had sex with the Geiko gecko.

Nadia: STOP!

Alora: (laughing emoji) Okay, okay.

Nadia: It was a gift, so it’s still going in my shop.

Alora: Is it ceramic? The colors are too dull to be ceramic.

Nadia: No, it was heavy. I think it’s solid rock.

Alora: Huh. Actually, that’s a little weird. I’ve painted ceramics and sculptures in my day, and I can tell you that either one is time consuming. Sculptures, well, you gotta chip away the rock carefully to get the right shape. That level of detail probably took months! I mean, look at the fur! Is that all carved or a painting technique?

Nadia: Oh, it was all solid, not painted that way. So, that must have been carved too.

Alora: You said it was one of the kids? The school kids that’s in your store all the time?

Nadia: Yeah.

Alora: High school?

Nadia: Yes. Why?

Alora: That’s a lot of dedication and skill for a high schooler. Wouldn’t it be easier to make a ceramic figure? Than carve solid rock?

Nadia: Arcadia is a weird town. I wouldn’t put it past someone to make this a hobby. The kids here aren’t on such tight schedules as you might think.

Alora: Alright. But the thing is just ugly.

Alora: I’m gonna take a picture of it when I visit and put it on the internet. And make you internet famous.

Nadia: Ugly statue woman?

Alora: I can do better.

Alora: Frograt.

Nadia: It doesn’t look like a frog.

Alora: Dose eyes.

Alora: Frograt.

Nadia: It doesn’t look like a rat either.

Alora: Frograt.

Nadia: Oh, do whatever you like.

Alora: I’ll split the earnings with you.

Nadia: How much do memes make?

Alora: If you plan everything out carefully with copywrites, it’s a wealthy $0

Nadia: Oh you!

Alora: Seriously, I’ll come visit after summer, if you don’t come visit first.

Nadia: Sounds like a plan to me.

Alora: Which one?

Nadia: You coming to visit. I’m not really a beach person.

Alora: Fine, fine. I’ll swing by in Sept.

Nadia: Yes!

Alora: Gotta go, lots of beach stuff to do.

Nadia: Alright, I’ll talk to you later.

Alora: When you talk to Elisi again, let her know that I still wanna punch her in the face.

Nadia: What?! Why?!

Alora: It’s a running gag. Don’t worry. (laughing emoji)

Nadia: Oh, okay.

Nadia: Have a good one, Alora.

Alora: TTYL

(Two days later)

Alora: (sends a picture of a similar creature statue, curling in fear of something, uncolored)

Alora: Nadia

Nadia: What is that?

Alora: Found this and three others like it on the beach. We need to talk.

Nadia: Why? What’s wrong?

Alora: This is K-Spar.

Alora: This is a troll.

Nadia: That

Nadia: Doesn’t look like any troll I’ve seen before

Alora: You said Elisi saw a bunch like these at her park?

Nadia: Yes

Alora: Have you found any?

Nadia: No, just the one given to me.

Nadia: Is something going on?

Alora: I don’t have Elisi’s number. Can you give it to me so I can talk to her about this?

Nadia: Why?

Alora: Hunch.

Nadia: Okay. I’ll try to find any info I can on this.

Nadia: So these statues are tiny, dead trolls?

Alora: There’s no mistaking the texture. This one looks like it got a face full of sunlight.

Alora: Are you telling Mother War that she doesn’t know what a dead troll looks like?

Nadia: No, I just want to be certain.

Alora: Me too.

Alora: Calling Elisi now, thanks Nadia.

Nadia: I wish you well. I’ll try to research what I can. Talk to you soon.

#prose #Shard Sisters #The Noatak Horror

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theninjawrites · 8 years ago

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I ran out of room in the last ask like I predicted. Anyway, though! My second idea (which sadly there's like no fics on?!) is a trans spectrum character (so, like, Frisk who's nonbinary) who binds. I just really want to see some angst and hurt/comfort okay xD I'd love to see anything about Frisk binding for too long or something and just someone, like, Sans for example noticing them in pain and being like 'wtf u doin there kiddo' and yeah. I just need angst for the soul! Thank you! :D

Part 2: Oh, I don’t even know if you are completely aware of how binding works and stuff? If you aren’t, it’s fine. Thank you for at least considering my ideas though! Again, you don’t have to write them if you don’t want to! Ahhh though thank you for being great and at least considering them, Ninja! :D

The Ninja Responds

I’ll start this by saying I really don’t have much experience with binding outside of a little cosplay and theater but I do understand how uncomfortable they can be. I really liked this prompt and decided to give it my best shot! I am not non-binary but I hope that I am able to give an accurate representation of what it feels like to deal with the feeling of having a body that doesn’t represent who you are. I’ll put this under a readmore because it got a little long

Tick

Has the clock on the wall always been so loud? Each second that passes sends another annoying ping through their skull.

“How can you be so calm about this Ms Dremurr!?”

The parent’s voice, shrill and tight is worse than the clock. It’s just like her child Rosa’s voice. Loud. Painful.

“You don’t need to get angry about this.” Their mom’s voice, usually so soothing doesn’t help to ease the pounding in their head.

The voices of their mom and Rosa’s mother arguing over who is at fault for the broken nose caused on the playground. The squeaking of the small chair Sans has tilted back too far. Rosa sniffing past the blood still trickling from her nose. The endless ticking of the clock.

It’s all too loud, there’s too much noise.

They can’t breathe.

Frisk stands slowly. Toriel’s gaze instantly goes to them, her eyes softening. “What’s wrong my child?”

Fortunately, keeping a straight face is something they long ago mastered. “I need to use the bathroom,” they said as evenly as they can. “May I?”

Toriel hesitates and that’s just enough time for Rosa’s mother eyes to flash with rage.

“You are not going anywhere until we settle this!”

That, of course, doesn’t fly with their mom. Toriel turns back to the sour faced woman and Frisk doesn’t miss the single spark that lifts between her fingers. “You will not speak to my child like that!”

Frisk doesn’t stay to hear the rest. They escape out into the school hallway but the relief from the noise does nothing to ease the sharp pains in their ribs. They look up and down the empty hall as they unsteadily walk towards the drinking fountains. Their hands grip at the binder under their shirt, pulling at it slightly in a futile attempt to ease some of the pressure.

Of course, it can’t really be called a binder, now can it? It’s just two cheap sports bras, two sizes too small and bandages that they wrapped around their chest in addition to it. They know that’s not the right way to do it, they know better but…

They’re growing up. And with that, the ease of hiding what they are, what they should be but don’t want to be is getting harder and harder! How are they supposed to bring this up? The fight to stay with their mom has been hard enough. If the people at child services knew that they don’t want to be female at all they would use that as an excuse to take them away from their home and their family.

So they’ll deal with it themselves. They’ll deal with finding ways to flatten their growing chest themselves, they’ll deal with the pain in their ribs and the shortness of breath and everything else. They’ve made it this far. They just have to endure it until they can find a better answer.

There’s a darkened classroom next to the fountains. Frisk can see their reflection in the glass. The person…the freak in the glass looks utterly miserable. Not a girl, not a boy and not a monster. Not the kind of monster that they wish they could be instead of this…whatever they are.

Another sharp stab of pain makes their breath hitch. Slowly, Frisk takes the edge of their shirt in their fingers and lifts it up just enough to see the edges of the rash extending down from the make-shift binder. It burns but it’s not enough to drown out the ever growing sensation their their chest is splintering apart after wearing the binder for so long-

“kiddo?”

Frisk jumps, their shirt dropping from their hand.

Sans’ ever present grin might convince others that he’s not tense with worry but it doesn’t fool Frisk. “pretty sure the bathrooms are the other way. what’s going on?”

Frisk looks away. “I just…needed to get some air,” they mumble. “It was noisy in there.”

“yeah, debra’s voice is worse than her lemon bars and that’s saying something.”

“…Why are you here Sans?”

Sans shrugs, leaning against the wall. “i haven’t seen tori this mad at someone since undyne burned that hole in the her kitchen. couldn’t miss that, could i?”

Frisk just grunts noncommittally.

Sans lets himself slide to the ground, his pink slippers easily slipping against the tile of the hallway. He leans his head back, closing his sockets as he pats the spot next to him. After a moment, Frisk joins him on the floor. Their head spins a little with the motion and a quiet groan escapes their lips.

The two of them sit in silence for a few minutes. Frisk’s quiet wheezing is the only sound and in the empty hallway, it seems to echo back twice as loudly.

“so, you wanna tell me the real reason you punched that brat in the face?”

Frisk pulls their knees up. “I already told you guys why: she was picking on Dogamy and Dogaressa’s new pups.”

“’s not a good idea to lie to a judge kiddo.” His tone is still light but now Frisk can feel his gaze burning intently into them. “you’ve handled plenty of fights between the monster kids and human kids here before. what made this one different?”

“It was….” Frisk’s voices trails off.

“does it have anything to do with that rash and why you sound like a dying car engine?”

Frisk flinches. “You really gotta stop sneaking up on people Sans, it’s not nice.”

Sans taps his fingers against the tile. They make a quiet clinking sound. “kiddo. you’re making your mom worry.”

At that, Frisk feels a wave of emotion rise up in their throat. They grip the edge of their jeans and stare at their knees. “I’m getting older Sans,” they whisper. “And…I don’t want to.”

“why?”

“Because getting older means things will change and….” Their breath catches and the first of the tears building in their eyes spills out. “She called me a sheboy freak and I, I just…” They wipe at their face.

She was right. That’s why they snapped. Frisk knows they’re a freak, they shouldn’t be like this. Male or Female. Woman or Man. Humans are supposed to be one or the other.

“I’ve been trying to hide it,” they continue, unable to stop. “I don’t want to be seen as a girl and the only way to do that is to hide these stupid lumps of fat growing on my chest but it hurts so much! It hurts and I can’t breathe but I have to deal with it because if I say something I might be taken away again-!”

“easy kiddo,” Sans says softly, gingerly placing a hand on their head. He lets them lean against his bony shoulder, padded slightly by his thick jacket. “you’re having a hard enough time breathing, just calm down a little, ok?”

Frisk nods, wheezing as they fight to get their breath back. Sans hesitates for a moment before rubbing their head gently. The cool texture of his bones through their hair feels nice and it helps them to calm down a little.

“look,” Sans says eventually, his voice gentle. “there’s a lot that’s weird about you humans. especially the restricted view on genders and all that stuff. but you are you, no matter what the snobby brat of a lemon bar baker or anyone else says. you’re frisk and growing up isn’t gonna change that. but hurting yourself and keeping quiet about this isn’t ok. we’re monsters but me and tori, we’re here for ya. so is everyone else.”

“But…kids get taken away for stuff like this,” Frisk whispers. “What if child services thinks I’m messed up and-”

“Then we’ll just fight that much harder to keep ya,” Sans says firmly. “tori’s scary when she’s fighting to keep hold of something she loves. you know that better than anyone yeah?”

Frisk can’t help but snort at that. They do know, probably better than anyone. They sit up, wiping away the remains of their tears. “Thank you Sans,” they say with a wobbly smile.

“hey, any time kiddo.” Sans’ easy smile is back on his face. “when tori’s done grilling mrs lemon bars, you should talk to her about this. if you don’t like what’s changing there’s got to be a better way to hide it than doing whatever it is that’s putting you through so much pain. you’re worth more than that.”

Frisk leans over and gives the skeleton a tight hug. “Yeah. Yeah, I am. Thank you for reminding me.”

#undertale fic #sans #Frisk #undertale #undertale prompts #Thanks for the idea!#I'll get to the other one tomorrow :)#I hope this is what you had in mind!#this is not romanic frans please don't tag as such

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tumblunni · 8 years ago

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Okay, I’m gonna babble a bit about playing Oneshot now!! So umm, under a readmore if you dont like long posts. Sorry!

* Man, the setting is just so FASCINATING and MYSTERIOUSSSS! You’re sent to save this mysterious world, and its kinda this unique setup where you start the game with the thing you need to fix it, and you just need to go on this big journey to get it to where it needs to be. And its all fun and cool and surreal cos you’re literally carrying The Sun, which for some reason is a magic lightbulb?? This place is so strange and charming like that, there’s this mix of robots and magic and stuff thats just accepted as normal here. Like... humans MADE robots, but all this weird mechanical-biological combination stuff was always here and they react like ‘WTF’ if you mistake it for a robot. It kinda makes a lot of sense that they’d have such advanced robots even in the most rural areas when the laws of their reality seem to already work like machines in the first place. I mean, some humans just randomly have objects for heads?? That’s just... a thing?? Big metal heads?? ‘Of course I’m not a robot’. This is just like some sort of medical condition I guess?? i was surprised when I finally actually saw a robot with an object head in the very last area, lol. ‘WHOA BUT YOU LOOK LIKE A HUMAN’ xD

* And there’s the whole biological system and economy and etc revolving around blue/green/red phosphor, which is why losing the sun means the end of the world for these people BUT they’re able to survive for a while without it. This stuff just exists that absorbs sunlight and can store it like batteries, but its like a naturally occurring tree sap?? Big glowy cyberpunk tree sap, from trees with neato glowy patterns instead of leaves. And from ALL SORTS OF other biological sources, like being honey secreted by microscopic starlight shrimps, and their land equivelant the phosphor flies in the next area. Its like if solar panels were things you could mine up from fermenting goddamn apples! ITS SUCH A UNIQUE COOL IDEA!!!! And its got so much detail into this worldbuilding and it all looks so pretty and surreal to see these things scattered around the world providing the light and power for every town you find. Its like... there’s always a realistic reason why this person is here, there’s never a single gap in the constant decision to ALWAYS explain the phosphor source for every single room. And it just looks super pretty cos you have these glowy things stacked on bookshelves and in lil tanks and in lil jars and just ITS GREAT how you can even see the differences in each area’s version of the technology?? Like in the Barrens where everyone is robots, there’s very little light at all. All the phosphor sources are mined and installed into generators that in turn power all the robots. They dont need as many light sources cos they emit light themselves, and their vision probably doesnt even work the same way as humans. So its really subtle and sad that you only see a large number of the jar lightbulb thingies in areas that are said to be abandoned human settlements. Its so messed up to think that the robots are trapped by their programming to keep refilling useless lights in places they dont even occupy, wasting their limited power source even faster... And in the Glen because its a more rural area that provides all the farming for the more technologically advanced main city, you just see more ramshackle home remedies for phosphor. There’s robots and technology everywhere but they arent really used by the locals? its like all these facilities have been built on their land by the Refuge citizens, and all the robots are government workers who dont even talk to the citizens. And guards keeping people from going to the Refuge until they work up enough money to afford a visa, and then theyre kinda never allowed to return, it seems?? That would have been messed up even when the world was functioning correctly, but its super disturbing now that we’re all doomed and the Refuge is literally being advertised as the only safe place to live. Which just makes it sadder when you get there and its suffering just as many problems as everywhere else! But just seriously, if it actually WAS the only safe place and they’re sitting here sustaining themself on work from the Glen and the Barrens and keeping all these people out even though without them the place wouldnt frickin BE safe to begin with! GAHH MORAL QUESTIONS, I LOVE THIS WORLDBUILDING GAHHH. And its so nuanced because none of this stuff is ever outright stated, all the characters act like its a normal way for society to work, and Niko is so young they dont really understand it anyway. Its just this sort of thing you realize after a while and it makes it all even sadder. And especially because all the people in the Refuge are just ordinary citizens too, and theyre not even living in the luxury they were promised to begin with. There isnt even really any clear person who upholds the status quo, they dont seem to have any government? Its just like everyone is running on the laws and programming left behind by someone long gone, and they dont have the capacity to question it. And its falling apart because nobody even understood that person’s reasons for making things this way in the first place. Like how the Barrens was meant to be an operation to extract blue phosphor to deliver to the Refuge, but the degredation went faster than expected and all the humans had to withdraw back. So now its just a bunch of robots continuing this mining operation with no end goal, as they slowly break down. They’re just expending energy to mine more energy, which sits there waiting to be delivered to no-one, because their programming is all ‘humans first, robots have no free will’. They’ll keep doing this stuff thats supposed to benefit humans, rather than looking after themselves! And at least they have Silver the one robot who broke her programming and acts as sort of a mayor to the rest. But she’s chronically depressed and alone and even with her help they werent able to fix the generator until you came along, and even when you fix it you’re able to bring some robots back to life but others are just empty background scenery that’s too broken to move T_T And... like... it seems that robots literally cannot become ‘tamed’ unless they interact with humans? Nobody seems to be able to explain how you ‘tame’ a robot, but it seems they gradually learn to step outside their programming and form more of a personality through just... being loved enough. And seriously even if they say they’re unable to feel emotions, all the un-tamed ones still seem to express their own personality and its just like they’re stuck unable to disagree with a bunch of laws that keep it restrained. I FEEL SO SAD FOR THEM! I miss the prophetbot, they were my first friend in this world and i cant do anything for them except give them one nice conversation before i have to move on. They’re unable to move on! Their programming literally stops them from leaving that one tutorial spot, stops them from talking to anyone else except the destined hero. the other robots talk about how prophetbot struggles to try and talk to them when they visit them, but they have ‘great difficulty’, and just... goddd, how chipper and helpful they are to give you the tutorial... god i was the first friend they had in centuries... I hope they get some sort of epilogue maybe in the credits??? SORRY, WHERE WAS I? Oh yeah THE WORLDBUILDING IS REALLY GOOD And anyway, the Glen people live on raw phosphor in sort of local homeopathic equivelants. No phosphor generators outside of the areas that’re occupied by Refuge robots doing research and such. They just have cute lil jars filled with fireflies, and they use the light of un-harvested phosphor trees. Which makes it even more skeevy that the refuge is using them to harvest this stuff, seriously?? And its SO FUCKIN SAD to see that one farmer who has their farm surrounded by tiny pot lights and has faith that eventually something will sprout even though they dont have any sun. And its all so much more sympathetic because they’re cute spoopy shadow bird people! I’m really glad the game gave plenty of cute designs to the normal humans when we finally got to them, cos they’d be so much less interesting compared to all these bots and cool magic people. Hooray for unexplained object heads! And then when you get to the Refuge its constantly bathed in ominous red light! (or a more calming pink in the less spoopy areas) Cos like 80% of all the architecture is just big water generators, its like venice but with blood red glowyness! And apparantly even though they’re burning all this high energy red phosphor constantly, its still barely enough to keep the city running. And they’re trying to run these labs to research stuff in the other cities, and they’re trying to find a way to recall and repair the Barrens robots, and they have loads of machinery that’s sustaining the state of the whole world. So its not like theyre COMPLETELY abandoning everyone else, but still its so creepy and sad to hear some of the scientist npcs talking so casually about their cameras showing that so-and-so area is ‘degrading’ at a certain rate, and oh this particualr robot somewhere far away just died. God, I really hope you didnt mean that exact boat-rowing robot that I met in the first area, you bitches! T_T But anyway it was really interesting to find books with little artworks and bonus worldbuilding on how exactly the three types of phosphor work. The design for the phospor shrimp is SO ADORABLE!! They have little goopy bubbles surrounding a more fragile inner body, they look just like the sparkly pools you find them in! Btw thats the best part of the first area, its this cool eternal night in a desert which makes it look like the surface of the moon, with these small crater-like lakes thatre all that remain of the once vast sea. And the phosphor shrimps inside them glow like stars! I wish i’d taken more screenies when I was playing that part!! And there’s stuff about how red phosphor is the best at generating energy, but it has the shortest lifespan and needs to be constantly in motion to work, hence the canals of water swooshing these crystals around the city. ITS JUST SO FUCKIN FASCINATING AAAA

* and just GODDDDD the REALLY UNIQUE SITUATION of the GAAAAAME Its just this.. like... inevitable doom?? There’s no immediate threat that you can fight, no combat, no villain causing this tragedy. Its just a slow death by lack of resources, and one very tiny shred of hope that this legendary prophecy person might be able to save us all. You have to very personally see the suffering of all the people affected by this, because the premise is going on a pilgramidge to reach the place where you can save the world. you have to walk through every city and you have to trust in these people in order to move forward. You have to get fuckin sad about every single one of them! And its just... not even an ordinary destroyed world. Its this half destroyed world where people are trying to go on with their lives, people are all working together to fix what they can. Its just the inevitable knowledge that ultimately nobody can fix the underlying problem, all they can do is stubbornly cling onto what time we have left, instead of giving up. It reminds me a lot of when you get to walk through the destroyed Lindblum in FF9, and see everyone rebuilding and banding together even as they’re being occupied by these enemy soldiers and forced into obedience. At that moment it feels like it could have been the end, but everyone’s bravery motivates you to keep going, and it just becomes so heartwarming to see the place slowly getting rebuilt in the later stages of the game after the war ends. Its neat that it never fully gets back to how it was, but its something different, yknow? And you get little npc stories like the sweet grandma who was sewing her granddaughter a dress with the last of her savings, then got blinded in the attack on the city and could never see the kid get to wear it. And she’s always going to be disabled now, even after you save the world, but it hit me right in the heart to know i had the power to give back hope to that grandma and make her life just a little bit less painful. It was nice to see all the npcs become more positive again as the place was rebuilding. I wish you could have walked around the game again after you finish it, and see what everyone would be like in the epilogue, yknow? ANYWAY, Oneshot is a whole game that captures that unique sadness, in my opinion! though you dont get to see the cities before theyre destroyed, it can still be equally sad in a different way to come into this situation blind and see everyone dealing with horrible trauma as if its normal, with barely anyone remembering the old world... :(

* And I am SO ON EDGE about the possibility that i might not be able to save the world in the end! There’s a lot of more pessimistic npcs around the world who believe thats gonna be the ending. Maybe I can restore the sun but maybe it’s too late, and the world has been too damaged. I mean... I can’t reverse what’s happened to anyone. The first area reminds you of that very painfully with how some of the robots dont wake up when the generator is fixed. I dont know if the place is too broken for these people to pull it back from the brink, even if i restore light and warmth to it. But like.. even if thats true, I still want to do it! Even if all I can do is just make everyone happy again, and let them pass their final days in peace instead of being afraid right up to the very end. Even if all I’m doing is saving THESE people, saving the ones I met and grew attatched to, but knowing probably the world will still die at some point in the future. Or even if its gonna be faster than that, yknow?? I just want these people to not be sad when they die. if thats all i can do then i still wanna do it, its better than giving up. I dont agree with the one cynical person saying ‘its better to die quick than keep fighting’. :( But still i hope there’s a happy ending somewhere in the multiple endings stuff. :(

* oh and seriously WHAT IS UP WITH THE SQUARES Thats the biggest creepiest part of the whole ‘biological technology’ aesthetic here, the degredation of the world is personified as videogame glitch type effects. But the characters make it clear that this is actually happening in-universe! they dont even have words for pixels, they just know that stuff is all losing its durability without the sun, and falling apart into ‘squares’. Like... everything. EVERYTHING. Natural rock formations, just flaking apart in these unnatural square patterns. Trees and buildings and everything! Robots malfunctioning cos some part inside of them has become pixels, their entire mainframe has magically poofed into the rawest of raw materials as if it never existed. Like it would be bad enough if it was just gears poofing back into raw metal or something, but SQUARES?? Its like if everything suddenly turned into dust regardless of what it originally was. Its the same visceral creepyness as flesh turning to stone! And the pixels seem to be like.. semi-sentient somehow?? or at least mobile and capable of actively spreading outwards whenever they appear. There’s some places that’re just plain square-shaped holes in things, and then there’s some where there’s pixelized light projections spilling out from the broken thing and creeping like moss to envelop and destroy anything else that touches them. Thats why its so important to immediately shut down any ‘square anomoly’ whenever it appears, and like.. still, even if you stop it from spreading you cant fix whatever got square’d. You just have to toss away all these materials and keep mining more of them to replace everything. Everything just has this random chance of being permenantly destroyed out of nowhere, with no chance to predict it or prevent it. It probably makes it feel like ‘why even bother putting effort into anything’. Life is just constantly about replacing and maintaining what already exists, with no chance to progress beyond that. No wonder everyone loves the mysterious Author’s books, its not like there’s much time to create their own books, yknow? (tho i feel really sad for the one librarian who actually is writing their own books and nobody notices them because The Author has become the expert on everything now...) And like... they say that AS FAR AS ANYONE KNOWS, the square degredation has never affected a living person. Yet. But like.. its still happening to robots! They already get to experience a preview of the horror of seeing your own hands fall apart into pixels as you beg nobody to touch you or else they’ll die too. YOU GET TO SEE NPC ROBOTS GO THROUGH THIS. They just beg you not to stand close to them, as they die VERY SLOWLY, and there’s nothing you can do to help! At least it seems like robots can be saved if the squares are caught fast enough, if you remove and replace just the squared parts, before it spreads to the rest. But not every robot is lucky enough to be considered important enough to be repaired, and ones out further away from the Refuge have absolutely no chance... And.. like... everyone is just so casual about this?? It seems its been happening constantly throughout all of living memory! And everyone just acts like its common sense that this is caused by the sun dying, and it’ll stop when Niko brings the new sun to the tower. But I kinda... really dont know?? Is this gonna be the bittersweet part of the ending? This stuff keeps happening even though i can fix every other problem. I mean man it would make a lot of sense that this is what caused the sun to be destroyed in the first place, rather than being caused BY the sun being destroyed. But what caused this to happen??? GAHHHH MYSTERIES I hope at least some of them are answered by the end!

* And OKAY THE BIGGEST MYSTERY Who on earth is The Author? I’m starting to suspect maybe he’s the same person as The Entity?? There’s this mysterious voice you hear on computers that talks to you the player instead of Niko, and does all this random creepypasta nonsense like changing your desktop background and you have to look at that to solve a puzzle, blah. I really dont like that stuff, it just feels pointless and un-fun and like its supposed to be just a novelty that the programmer find a way to do this. And all this OOOO SCARY blablabla doesnt really gel with the more subtle scaryness of a world slowly dying. Plus generally the puzzles are the worst part of the game, no offense. Its always just wandering around a really big and akward place trying to pick up every item and use every item on everything and combine every item. Its like a point and click adventure with a more hard to control interface :P I’m totally here for the story and not the puzzles, i’ve never liked this ‘rpg horror standard’ kind of thing. But anyway I had to mention it cos ‘The Entity’ is kinda integrated with this gameplay mechanic. BUT YEAH ANYWAY Its a mysterious semi-antagonistic-semi-helpful voice that gives you tips for puzzles in a really passive aggressive scary way with interface madness. And even though its helping you it’s constantly being like YOU SUCK and THE WORLD IS DOOMED GIVE UP and EVENTUALLY YOU’LL BELIEVE ME. So i dont really know if this is some sort of final boss villain who caused the pixel infection, or if its some worn-down antihero type who wants to help but has lost faith in the world ever being saved...? I mean.. the only evidence I have for The Entity being the cause of the pixels is literally just ‘it communicates with you via computer, and they’re pixels’. But i dont even know if its literally a talking computer AI thing or its just a guy hacking computers to send you messages... And I’m starting to suspect that this mystery voice might be the same person everyone else knows as The Author? I mean.. you hear about him but apparantly nobody has ever seen him, and his books just constantly keep appearing in the library at a rate faster than you’d think anyone would be able to write. And he knows all this stuff about how the world used to be before the sun died, as if he was there...? And he can apparantly travel everywhere even though nobody else can travel across all these lost wastelands. And everyone thinks he must have a flying machine, but it could also make sense if he was some sort of mystery digital conciousness that can observe everything and manifest via any form of computer screen, yknow! Like.. maybe he is this world’s ACTUAL god?? And I’m just like the only replacement they can get, after he gave up. Which explains why I’m completely fallable and I know nothing about this world even though everyone tells me I’m their god. Me as a characetr is just... me as a person. I’m not even really me in the role of their god, I’m just a player who’s made contact with this other world and has been mistaken for god because god is gone. And I have to do the best I possibly can, to fix the things even god couldnt fix... And its just very mysterious cos some of the books you can read say stuff that outright contradicts the world?? Like, The Author wrote about knowing the head librarian George, even though she says she’s never met him and his manuscripts just appear on her desk very morning. And this part of the book also says how she ‘believed fate was like rolling dice’, whereas the george you meet literally IS a dice-headed human. You’d think it would be weird to even write that down as if it was something out of the ordinary? So like.. maybe this George is some sort of reincarnation or replacement for another one who died??? Maybe all the object head people are actually hyper advanced robots and just dont know it. Like.. Silver looks completely human aside from her glowy armoured body and metallic skintone. And robots are apparantly completely able to become sentient just like humans after being ‘tamed’. As far as everyone knows Silver is the most advanced robot that exists, but maybe like... the object-headed people are her prototypes, and the regular human-looking people are actually all finished robots?? And like.. the world has already died and we’re just left with robots that they tried to make to replace themselves, or to hold their souls or something, and now even they are beginning to fall apart, starting with the least advanced robots. So the pixelization is maybe just like the robots’s glitchy perception of what’s happening when stuff breaks down, or something? Though that’d be sad cos it’d mean even Niko is just a robot designed to be the messiah, and their memories of having a family in another world are all faked to give them a motivation to wanna finish the quest... But whatever, this is just a wild random theory lol. I’m pretty sure the actual ending will be something completely different that makes me laugh at this post in retrospect!

#bunni plays oneshot

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wemadeemcocoa · 6 years ago

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Do all of those get in my business questions!

The meaning behind my url: It’s one of my favorite queenie lines A picture of me: (it’s old, from when i tried to be ginger and had colored contacts)

How many tattoos i have and what they are: I answered this xD

Rest are under a readmore to save y’all. Sorry mobile users

Last time i cried and why: I don’t remember when. Likely stress..Piercings i have: Ears and noseFavorite band: Barenaked Ladies probablyBiggest turn offs: Smoking. Umm....arroganceTop 5 (insert subject): top five things I’m looking forward to: Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan, koreaTattoos i want: .......AHHHHHHH So hardBiggest turn ons: IDK......Age: 23Ideas of a perfect date: IDK. something fun. let’s do something and get food.Life goal: Be happyPiercings i want: maybe a belly button one, but that’s itRelationship status: going on 6 years singleFavorite movie: I honestly can’t pick oneA fact about my life: It’s boring. Phobia: Falling, spiders, fireMiddle name: Marie JeanHeight: 5′4″-5′5″Are you a virgin? Nah famWhat’s your shoe size? 6.5-7ishWhat’s your sexual orientation? StraightDo you smoke, drink, or take any drugs? Answered this. I drink casually, and have tried marijuanaSomeone you miss: My NanaWhat’s one thing you regret? My boyfriend in highschoolFirst celebrity you think of when someone says attractive: Emma watson (which i realize makes that whole straight thing a question)Favorite ice cream? Chocolate Hazelnut MarscoponeOne insecurity: ....Only one? That no one really likes me and just tolerates me. That everyone will just abandon me one day. -.-What my last text message says: “Your old work is closing”Have you ever taken a picture naked? .....Have you ever painted your room? No. I wishHave you ever kissed a member of the same sex? Yeah, for curiosityHave you ever slept naked? Yeah?Have you ever danced in front of your mirror? not really. I don’t dance muchHave you ever had a crush? YeahHave you ever been dumped? No. I’ve always been the dumperHave you ever stole money from a friend? Never!Have you ever gotten in a car with people you just met? Ummm.....IDK honestlyHave you ever been in a fist fight? NoHave you ever snuck out of your house? NoHave you ever had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back? YeahHave you ever been arrested? NopeHave you ever made out with a stranger? NoHave you ever met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere? ? I don’t really get this questionHave you ever left your house without telling your parents? Yes?Have you ever had a crush on your neighbor? Yeah. When I was younger. And then he got one on me when we got olderHave you ever ditched school to do something more fun? No. I ditched a class once to go to the library to meet an author.Have you ever slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? Yeah. All the timeHave you ever seen someone die? NoHave you ever been on a plane? YupHave you ever kissed a picture? Umm I don’t think soHave you ever slept in until 3? I think I used to at my dadsHave you ever loved someone or miss someone right now? This is two very different questions. Have you ever laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? Yeah?Have you ever made a snow angel? YupHave you ever played dress up? YeahHave you ever cheated while playing a game? Ummm...No...not reallyHave you ever been lonely? I am right nowHave you ever fallen asleep at work/school? YeahHave you ever been to a club? YeahHave you ever felt an earthquake? Nope. I expect I might in Japan thoughHave you ever touched a snake? YeahHave you ever ran a red light? BarelyHave you ever been suspended from school? YeahHave you ever had detention? YeahHave you ever been in a car accident? Not officiallyHave you ever hated the way you look? Every dayHave you ever witnessed a crime? No?Have you ever pole danced? NopeHave you ever been lost? YupHave you ever been to the opposite side of the country? I’m in the middle sooooHave you ever felt like dying? YeahHave you ever cried yourself to sleep? yeahHave you ever sang karaoke? YeahHave you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn’t? YupHave you ever laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? NopeHave you ever slept with someone at least 5 years older or younger? NoHave you ever kissed in the rain? NoHave you ever sang in the shower? YeahHave you ever made out in a park? YeahHave you ever dream that you married someone? Like when sleeping? no?Have you ever glued your hand to something? NoHave you ever got your tongue stuck to a flag pole? noHave you ever gone to school partially naked? NoHave you ever been a cheerleader? NoHave you ever sat on a roof top? YeahHave you ever brushed your teeth? Wtf kind of question is this? YesHave you ever been too scared to watch scary movies alone? NahHave you ever played chicken? Not reallyHave you ever been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? NopeHave you ever been told you’re hot by a complete stranger? Actually yes. And sometimes I still wonder if it was true.Have you ever broken a bone? NoHave you ever been easily amused? Yeah.Have you ever laughed so hard you cried? Not reallyHave you ever mooned/flashed someone? NoHave you ever cheated on a test? NoHave you ever forgotten someone’s name? FrequentlyHave you ever met someone who didn’t seem real? noGive us one thing about you that no one knows. Honestly, there’s nothing interesting to know about me

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