#y'know you in a *great* place when you do this to your favorite little guys 😃🤗🫶👍

[dirtytransmasc]

I haven't posted about Avatar in a *hot* minute, but, I have been infected with the hyperfixation again and the incessant urge to just hit Spider with the projection/trauma stick is driving me feral.

I just want to give him a shit ton of issues man. I want to make my sweet baby boy baby miserable. I love him so I have to make his life as hard as possible.

like making him absolutely unwell and giving him a list of chronic illness/disabilities (on top of the ones he already has from being human on Pandora) wouldn't fix me, but it'd do something that'd make my brain feel a little less implode-y 🤷🏻

Edit: small disclaimer for anyone who doesn't know me, I am disabled, hence why I said projection, I just feel like I should mention that, or the tone of this post feels a little uncomfy

[logansdoll]

professor

the students are excited to have their old biology teacher back, but you can't be that great... right?

CW: fluffy fluff, the events of Last Stand didn't happen, Logan being Logan, reader is a chlorokinetic (controls plants), love at first sight, Logan's down bad off rip

It was a couple months back when word of your return began buzzing around the mansion.

No one knew where the rumor started, or who started it, but the day wasn't even half over before the entire student body was obsessed.

Whispers muttered during class, lunchtime gossip chains, study group pow-wows.

Many couldn't believe it.

You? Come back?

No way.

Some could've sworn you were supposed to be gone for at least a few more years.

Others thought you weren't supposed to come back at all.

And a small few even believed that your arrival could come as soon as the following month.

But after a week or so of no follow up, eventually, the rumor was put to rest, interest diverted to the next, newest gossip on campus.

...

That is... until the story came out.

Apparently, one of the students—who seemed to have some sort of super-hearing—eavesdropped on a conversation between Scott and Charles, and found out you would, in fact, be returning to the school and your position as the biology teacher.

And that was all the students needed to go absolutely berserk.

It wasn't even a full twenty-four hours later before the first meeting of your welcoming committee was held, the new club already having about twenty-five members.

While they began making preparations and to-do lists for your arrival, another group began going out to your garden on the weekends, trimming the overgrown weeds and planting new flowers in their place, caring for them in the meantime.

Some students even started straightening up your old classroom, cleaning the clouded glass of the greenhouse and redecorating with your favorite blooms.

And, of course, Logan had to return from one of his trips right in the middle of it.

Now, at first, he didn't really give a shit.

But out of curiosity, he asked Rogue what all the commotion was about—especially after some kid ran past him with a trolley full of potting soil—and what he gathered was that you were some professor who left about a year ago to teach abroad.

Apparently, you were nearly every kid's favorite teacher, your fun and interactive lessons, along with your genuinely kind and caring personality, touching the hearts of damn near the entire student body.

Even kids who had never met you before were chipping in, helping out those who needed a little extra manpower.

It was almost unbelievable.

'If this chick doesn't show up, Charles is gonna have a nuclear war on his hands...'

"Guys!" Kitty shouted, running straight through the front door and into the foyer. "I think her car just pulled up!"

The following stampede could've ranked as a 9.0 on the Richter scale.

It was eight in the morning on a Saturday, and half the kids were still in their pajamas, but they all moved with lightning speed, grabbing their signs and noise-makers before running down the stairs.

A boy with super speed sprinted to the lower level dorms and woke everyone else, while a girl with the ability to stretch hung up a welcome banner over the archway.

"Hurry! She's walking up!" Kitty reported, her head halfway through a window.

Quickly, the students formed a crowd at the door, the teachers slowly descending the stairs to join them.

"Mmm. She's here already?" Jean yawned, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she landed on the final step, hand in hand with Scott.

"Still as punctual as ever," he smiled.

"I'll say," Ororo grinned, crossing her robe over her chest, "She wasn't supposed to show up for another week."

Logan was less amused.

No one should have that much energy on a weekend.

Even still, he quietly settled himself off to the side, leaning up against a wall while the others joined the crowd.

'You wouldn't get this kinda reception if the President was the one coming...'

"Y'know..." Ororo started, seemingly out of nowhere, as she joined him on the wall. "I think you'll like her... she's just your type."

He turned to her, raising a brow, "Is she, now?"

Despite his playful tone, he wasn't entertaining the idea in the slightest.

All that true love-soulmate bullshit didn't exist for men like him.

He was 136, going on 137, and had loved and lost enough times to realize that at the end of the day, he'd outlive her.

So why bother?

His life would be one he forever walked alone—a fact he was slowly coming to terms with.

Or at least he thought he was.

Because as you walked through the threshold before him, flashing a heart-stopping grin, he felt all that shit go flying out his head.

You were absolutely beautiful.

And you'd think after 200 years he'd learn...

"Surprise!" the children cheered, proudly holding up their signs and tossing confetti into the air. "Welcome home!"

You gasped, dropping your bags and covering your mouth in shock as you admired the homemade decorations.

"Kids, you shouldn't have!" you smiled brighter than the sun, letting out a small laugh as they all rushed you for a group hug.

And, of course, you were happy to oblige.

"It's good to see you, (y/n)," Scott greeted, he and Jean walking over.

(y/n).

The name sounded like honey on his tongue.

"Logan," Ororo smirked, elbowing her friend in the rib. "You're drooling."

The man cleared his throat, closing his mouth and averting his eyes so they couldn't embarrass him any further.

"Some of you have gotten so big since we last met!" you cheesed, pulling back to examine each of them. "And I see some new faces, too..."

But, against his will, Logan's gaze trailed back to you, Jean's speech going in one ear and out the other.

And when it landed on your face again, he realized he wasn't the only one staring.

Your soft, (e/c) eyes were trained on him as well, their flicker of curiosity and awe completely contrasting your composed demeanor.

It made him feel hot, being subject to your gaze, and he could feel himself thoughtlessly straightening his posture, making himself appear taller, and slightly larger.

You let out a silent laugh, discreetly bringing a hand to your lips to cover it, but not before letting the man get a peak of your smile once more.

Fuck, that smile.

"Can you two quit eye-fucking? It's gross," Scott groaned, joining the two on the wall.

Logan ignored him, looking toward you with a small smirk.

Something about you gave him a good feeling... like things would be different.

Maybe love could exist for him after all...

[mrstsugikuni]

Hi! I was one of the people who had sent an ask! Basically I had asked for a Muzan x f!reader, collge au. I had thought of Y/N losing a bet to her friends and having to kiss Muzan as a punishment. However, Muzan wants more and they end up in bed together?

Thanksss💓

Ooooooo yes yes yes yess 😍😍

I'ma have a lot of fun with this one 💪🏻

Warnings: Oral sex(Reader receiving), vaginal sex, creampie, unprotected sex, and a possible breeding kink.

MINORS DNI!!

'What did I get myself into.. I can't believe I lost to a dumb bet and now I have to kiss Muzan.. literally the hottest guy on our campus!' I thought to myself as sweat dropped from my face class was about to be over meaning I would have to face my punishment.

There it was the bell, everyone rushed out the room except for me I was still a little nervous and don't get me wrong I've had a crush on Muzan since freshman year back in high school but he got a little distant when we got in college he's always busy so I can understand but now I have to kiss him and I was scared he would feel different and reject the kiss, but I have to do this.

I silently made my way to where he usually was over by the campus doors and before I approached him I turned around just to see my friends watching behind a tree giggling like little girls who just go their favorite doll for Christmas.

"Hey! [Name] haven't seen you in forever how have ya been?" His voice was deep yet calm and it was just so dreamy I missed his voice so much and hearing it is like music to my ears. "Oh! I've been great Muzan, and you?" I smiled at him with adoration, he was just so perfect. "Oh same old same old, always busy with something, did you need something?" That's when I remembered, The bet! The punishment! Oooh the punishment.

"Yeah actually. Um could you maybe come a little closer I have a secret for you." He nodded and leaned over to hear your "secret" and before he could get closer to your ear you kissed him. His whole face went into a state of shock before sinking into the kiss, his right hand latched behind your head and his left was on your waist keeping you in place the kiss was passionate and spicy blanded together.

After a while he pulled back a smirk plastered apon his beautiful features, his red cherry eyes staring into yours love was in his eyes but there was something else In those eyes there was something more sinister lying between his eyes. "Y'know skipping never harmed anyone especially if it was just once." His deep voice sent shivers down your spine as lust sugar coated it's way on his tongue. "I suppose just once is a innocent crime." You looked him up and down and smirked he chuckled at he wrapped his arm around you and guided you to his apartment, as the two of you walked off you flipped off your friends who were now shocked at what just happened.

Not even a second into his apartment and he was all on you leaving love bites all over your neck as he left his mark on your soft skin, the whole up the elevator was nothing but the firey passion y'all felt for each other, His lips were addictive and sweet and you couldn't get enough he was like a drug to you and you wanted more.

When the elevator stopped at his floor he picked you up, your legs wrapped around him as he ran down to his room, giggles filled the halls as he continued to run with you in his hands the giggles only stopped and we're instead replaced by a loud thud. He threw you against his room door as he struggled to get the right key out.

When the door finally opened, he took no hesitance in slamming it and running to his room and throwing you on the bed. He stopped for a while and took in the beautiful view he had of you, it was magnificent he loved every inch of your body and couldn't wait to see it with out clothes. He began to take his shirt off his toned body was a sight for sore eyes he was gorgeous, you went to repeat what he did but he stopped you. "Allow me." He grabbed the hem of your shirt and slowly pulled it off, he pulled you close to his chest as he reached over your body and unclipped your bra letting it fall to the floor your boobs pressed against his chest as the passion in your eyes grew by the moment. He slowly placed you back on the bed before kneeling in front of the bed and where your clothes vagina played, he slowly took off [Clothing wear of choice] exposing your soaked panties it looked like a pool down there and he enjoyed every inch of it, before pulling your panties down as well. He stared at it for what seemed like forever not giving it any physical contact and it made you feel embarrassed. He continued to stare at it a little longer until his lips made contact with your sensitive bud sending chills up your spine from the sudden contact, his tongue danced with your clit making you feel so good and warm inside, as sweet noises erupt from your throat your hand finding it's way into his black locks and gripping it, a little a grunt could be heard as he continued to lick and suck your clitoris at a rhythm.

You can feel tight knot in your stomach as you arrive towards your climate. Your body shook out of control as the knot came undone, catching Muzan off guard as your juices covered his face. "Perhaps give me a warning next time?" He said chuckling right after taking his hand and wiping away the slick from his face.

He stood up from the kneeling position he was in, his hands reaching for his belt and the sound of metal touching as he unbuckles his belt. His eyes never leaving yours as a staring competition was started. Without even noticing his pants were lying on the floor next to him and he was stroking his cock right in front of you, his smirk only growing as he watched your eyes widen and your face turn red. He stopped stroking it and began crawling on top of you asserting his dominance. His lips leaving kisses all over your neck as he slowly aligned his cock to your pussy, Without warning he pushed his way in, just his tip was in and you knew you were in for a ride, he slowly kept making his way in sinking his cock through your tight walls. Suddenly with a swift movement he was all the way in and you felt so full, it didn't last long as you felt him slowly pull out, Your whines filled the room from the loss of his cock that was until he slammed back in and a loud yelp echoed through the room, he repeated that action keeping a rough yet slow pace. Skin slapping against skin, moans, grunts, groans, and pants were the only things that could be heard. Suddenly he flipped you over, your stomach facing the bed but your body kept upwards and your back was arched deliciously, he loved this position. Now he has access to everything better, He wasn't being slow and rough anymore he was being fast and rough his pace never resting and only getting faster. He was getting close to his climax and so we're you, his thrust were starting to get sloppy yet he kept his pace the same your moans getting more broken, your eyes were lost in the ceiling and drool ran from the corner of your mouth you were lost in pure euphoria and so was he. Yet again the knot in your stomach came undone all over his cock and your moans got so loud you knew the neighbors could hear, just hearing that moan led him to his climax, his semen filing you up from deep inside your walls painting it a lovely white color.

He kept himself inside until he knew his semen would stay in there, slowly pulling out before going to the bathroom to clean himself and prepare you two a nice warm bath to relax in.

Ok ok oml! I hope this was good cause like I had to rush it a little at the end cause I have to do stuff but I think it was really good!

OOOH I SHOULD SO DO AFTER CARE HEADCANONS FOR THE UPPER MOONS 😍😍

[euphorix-moon]

Autumn Anniversary

Ellie x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Your first anniversary with Ellie

A/n: I'm afraid i'll never get out of my fully Ellie brain rot

You and Ellie's first anniversary was going great. You guys were lying underneath the brilliant red trees as a gentle breeze blew through the air. Hopelessly in love,your limbs were mixed with Ellie's, below the brown plaid outdoor blanket where you were all twisted together. A tray of your favorite snacks and foods was placed close to the blanket. You and Ellie had settled on making sandwiches and wraps for your picnic date, though in the last minute, Ellie had decided to pack chocolate and a few other snacks for the two of you guys to share.

You had been sitting in between Ellie's legs with her arms wrapped around you. You were pretty sensitive to the cold,so you were quietly savoring the warmth of your lover, grateful for Ellie's body heat keeping you just a little warmer. You had been a bit disappointed when Ellie unwrapped her arms from around your body until you turned around and realized she had brought your favorite blanket along for the trip. She wrapped your favorite blanket around you, making sure it didn't touch the grass. The blanket smelled like vanilla and was a soothing shade of lavender. Extremely silky and pleasant to the touch, it was.

You lay your head on Ellie's lap and turn to face the sky. You stare in astonishment at the orange, pink, and purple streaks in the sky that make you think of the rare but gorgeous landscapes Ellie would paint from time to time.

You were distracted from your contemplative look at the sunset when a strawberry was placed in front of your mouth. You took a bite before giving Ellie a perplexed look. As you did, liquid erupted in your tongue, indicating the fruit was completely ripe. Not only were strawberries hard to find where you guys lived, but on the rare occasion you did find them, they were frequently underripe or rotting. Finding this perfection was a lot harder than it seemed. You whimpered a little at how lovely it was.

"Oh my God, these are delicious. Where did you find these?" You shot up, staring at Ellie wide-eyed.

Ellie laughed at you because she knew how deeply you loved the berry. In fact, she often wondered if you liked it more than she did. "Seeing that reaction from you was worth all the time it took for me to find them." She smiled softly at you. You had hugged her, being so happy that you had a person who put this much time and consideration into you.

"You're so amazing, Els, sometimes I wonder how I was so lucky to end up with someone like you." You muttered softly into Ellie's neck. You were happy with your relationship with Ellie, but sometimes you felt as if you couldn't do all the things Ellie did for you.

Ellie moves your head away from her neck to look you in the eyes. "You're too sweet sometimes, y'know, you do so much for me too. Even if I don't tell you every day, I love you, and you always give me something to look forward to, whether it be the conversations we have every day or just getting to hear your laugh and seeing your smile....I wake up every day because of you. I want to be able to see your smile till I grow old."

Tears start welling up in your eyes as you continue to listen to Ellie speak to you. She usually shows her love for you through acts of service, but hearing all of this at once just makes your heart burst with happiness.

"You really mean all of that?"

"Of fucking course I do!" Ellie stated with certainty, "Don't cry babe I just said I liked seeing you happy all the time."

 

You began laughing through the tears. "I'm just so happy right now. I love you so much as well. I see a future where I'm with you till the end."

Both of you leaned forward, connecting yourself with a deep and passionate kiss. You guys began to laugh, realizing how sappy you guys were.

"Wait one sec, I need to go get something from the car... Close your eyes and don't open them till I say so". You look at your lover with major curiosity but still close your eyes.

"Okay, open em"

You see the sight of Ellie holding a small cake with a single candle lit up in the center of the cake. Your heart felt as if it was about to burst for the second time tonight at the sight. "This is absolutely beautiful; I swear you're just full of surprises." Ellie chuckles softly.

"There's a lot more surprises to come if you stick around me." Ellie commented back in a comically smug tone.

You both start laughing again, the best moments being shared between the two of you when there were small jokes being passed around. You guys begin to split the cake, feeding each other while having small conversations in between.

Ellis cooed at you as you savored the sweet and crooned into her massage of your scalp. You were calm and safe in the arms of the woman you loved. Why don't we just stay here for a while?

A/n: Hope you guys enjoyed and as always feedback is always appreciated :)

[maespri]

collection of my favorite moments from watching leigh whannell, james wan & cary elwes' commentary on saw (2004)

this post is long as hell but by god did i get a lot of laughs out of watching it i had to write everything down

cary (referring to opening title card): that was a beautiful font- how did you decide on that font, james? james: we put a bunch of fonts on the wall and threw darts

cary: there it is. this is one of the best openings of all time james: who says that cary: me

cary (referring to adam getting out of the bathtub): well it’s great. there you are, flopping onto the ground like a fish.

leigh: if i had opted to sleep in the bathroom every night, would you have done the same just to be my brother in method acting? cary: not a chance leigh (sadly): ok cary: i don’t care, you can call me what you want- leigh: and i have on several occasions-

cary: here’s adam listening to the tape now leigh: ah yes, the look on his face of… something james: this was me giving leigh instructions. i was saying to him, “leigh, now… (laughter) what i want you to do is act the way you did when i first told you what your prospects were as an actor. i want that same look of… despair” leigh (laughing): that same look of DREAD (laughter from all three)

cary: i gotta tell you leigh, even though we’re friends- james: you suck! cary (laughing): you suck! no, no. you did a really great role. it was a really great performance, i was really impressed leigh: thank you. i would say to you, there’s obviously room for improvement, but you- y'know (jokingly) if you keep going the way you’re going, you’ll be a fine actor one day cary (solemnly): thank you

leigh (talking to cary): i remember mocking you on several lines. you’d be like ‘give me the tape,’ and i’d be like ‘gIvE mE tHe tApE’

james: saw is the best comedy i’ve ever made

cary: no but you gotta figure- we’re trapped in this little room where they’ve sealed us off, and… we were stuck in there for seven days, and if you didn’t get along in that little space, man, it was gonna be a long, long, shoot leigh: and it was (laughter)

james: saw was never about just killing people in cool ways cary: well that’s part of it

cary: i remember seeing [the reverse bear trap] when you guys sent this little dvd to me, and i thought right away, “you two have to be the most twisted people ever to come up with this concept.” and THIS? [referring to billy] the doll- WHICH YOU MADE! james: i made it in my bedroom. this is what i do in my spare time. leigh: it’s quite scary actually. you go over to james’ house and as you approach his house you just see like a light sparking in the window like a mad scientist, and a scarecrow in the front- cary: and the scarecrow is just him in disguise (laughter)

james: but no, we’re not really this twisted in real life cary: that’s what was amazing, i met you guys in real life and you were so… so boring

cary: who was operating billy anyway james: i was cary: you weren’t letting anyone else touch that doll james: yeah man, only i get to stick my hand up that dolls butt

leigh: i called this doctor and said, “so im writing a script- what drug is there that you can inject someone with and they wouldn’t be able to move but they can still feel pain?” and this doctor’s like “…what’s this for?” (laughter) and im like “it’s for a script i’m writing” and he’s like, “riiiight…”

cary (talking about makenzie, who plays diana): do you remember off-camera where she had to cry for about 2-3 minutes and she… she just went into a place james: she just found a place and she went there cary: and i thought, “how old is she, six? what six year old can do that?!” james: i turn to leigh, and im like, “look at her, man! you should be taking lessons!” leigh: i actually saw cary with her in the corner one day and i was like, “isn’t that sweet- cary, the more mature, more experienced actor is giving makenzie advice," and when i got closer i heard cary asking, ‘how do you do it?!’” (laughter)

cary: i should point out, by the way- james wasn’t even sitting in a chair for the first few days of the shoot, like for about a week leigh: he couldn’t reach. those chairs are so high. (laughter) james: NO- leigh: he was like, “somebody get me an apple box!” cary: i just kept thinking, “my god, get this man a CHAIR!” james (joking): well my producer said to me, “if we get you a chair, that’s gonna break the budget” (even more laughter) james (continuing to quote producer): “we can’t afford a chair, james. what the fuck do you think this is? this is not a hollywood film!”

cary (seeing the pig mask on a table): there’s the famous pig head… which i don’t remember seeing in this version leigh: you were ASLEEP by this stage of the sundance screening (laughter) leigh: i had to keep nudging you like, ‘cary… the films still going, cary…’

leigh: and like any good villain, jigsaw smokes out his lair with fog and beautifully placed lights

cary: where did jigsaw go to school to learn these incredible talents? james: arch-nemesis school

leigh: certainly when people watch saw the first thing they think of is italian renaissance art cary (referring to the scene of adam pretending to die of blood poisoning): or really renaissance acting in this scene (laughter)

cary: and we find out here when adam gets zapped that they’ve got us on some... electrical wiring system... leigh: don’t go into it too much, cary, it’s best not to (laughter) leigh: just- of course it’s electrified, why wouldn’t it be? james: just do what i do and kind of glaze over it...

lawrence (in the film): oh, stop acting leigh: i’ve always thought that moment with cary was a slip into reality where cary goes, “stop acting!” (laughter)

leigh: certainly, i mean, when you make a film, you... you have to account for the unintelligent people out there, and i think we kept that in mind (laughter) cary: what do you mean by that leigh? leigh: well- i- james: that was spoken by LEIGH WHANNELL, he lives at THIS ADDRESS-

james (talking about billy in adams apartment): the doll actually wasn’t meant to be in this scene, but i remember when we sent the script to the producer, he goes, “we need more doll,” and this was the only scene i could think of sticking him in cary: and billy was available, wasn’t he? yeah… (laughter) leigh: after fierce negotiations with his agent, we managed to get him

cary: do you wanna tell people where you came up with the idea for the pig mask? james: cary, that’s just another one of my fetishes that i don’t wanna get into right now

leigh (making fun of adam): the only surveillance photographer in the world that uses a flash leigh: he’s had two private hire-ers fire him

(after a pause of silence) leigh (quietly): i think my favorite line in the film is coming up cary (thoughtfully): i like this scene here james: are we actually watching the film now??

leigh: this is actually a line i repeated lawrence (in the film): he’s a bottom-feeder, just like you leigh: that line- i went (mockingly), “hE’s a bOtToM fEeDeR, jUsT lIkE mE?” and i thought, ‘that’s gonna be great, that’s gonna make the final cut’ cary: (losing it laughing) james: yeah that was the first thing i cut out

leigh: james would hold a- i think it was a prop gun- to my head and say, “act, you bastard, act!”

leigh: a lot of people ask why lawrence didn’t take his shirt off to reach the cell phone in this scene, and james’s response to that is… james: james: thanks for that, leigh (leigh & cary laughing) james: just throw the spotlight on me, sure…

leigh: a lot of people ask why they didn’t just shoot the chain or shoot the lock with the gun, and um… leigh: leigh: well to that i say you’ve stumped me

leigh: this punch that you’re about to see actually accidentally hit [zep's actor]. i felt so bad. cary: ow- did you really hit him? leigh: yeah! cary: oh, brother- leigh (joking): and then toilet lid, too! i just kept getting him in the head! that’s real blood! (laughter)

james: do you know that i went online, cary, and i found some great saw fan sites, and one of them had a link to a site that was filled with all this saw fanfiction. people who had written stories about saw- cary: no, you’re joking- james: -and one of them was about- from your character's point of view, after he crawled out of the bathroom… was about three pages of just this inner monologue going, ‘oh god. my foot’s missing. what do i do now.’ (laughter) james: it was great stuff

[kyurilin]

Fic Writer Interview

I have been tagged to do this by @plusultraetc and obviously I love talking about my fanfics so here will be more than you ever wanted to know!

How many works do you have on AO3?

At the moment 16! 11 MHA, 4 Cars, and 1 FNAF but y'know. We know which ones matter

What's your total AO3 word count?

218,641. That's a really big fucking number right there Jesus Christ. And with some of the chunky fics I have on there that number is only gonna get even stupider.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. Present Mic's Totally Bullshit Life

2. Crumbled Rooftops

3. How To (Hopefully Not Fail) At Telling Your Bestie You Love Him

4. Stray

5. Our Little Horror Story

Actually quite a surprise to me that my erasercloud fic takes 3rd, and 5th is my single FNAF fic. Not at all surprised by 1st and 2nd though lmaooo

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

ALL THE TIME!!! I love responding to comments even if it's just with emojis, but I also like to ramble in responses to stuff. I wouldn't be able to live without responding to them I love talking to people about my fics and I get some really good in depth ones anytime someone braves 54k erasermic one shot and crumbled rooftops especially.

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

Honestly I feel it has to go to After, my post-Oboro death story featuring Nemuri and Shouta. The whole thing is sad and at the ending the closest thing to happiness the characters get is that at least they have each other, but Oboro's still gone.

Technically the super short This Isn't How The Story Goes where I killed Shouta in place of Oboro could take this too but we all know I'm not actually doing anything else with that (and trust me it would have gotten angstier but other people have done the concept better than I made an attempt at in 2021)

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

Present Mic's Totally Bullshit Life, for fucking sure! Look, it's pre-canon erasermic figuring their shit out and getting together for 54k and it ends on them getting married. We know in canon that things are absolutely going to shit down the road but in the context of that story which starts with Hizashi thinking of himself as Mic and being a little too used to faking smiles ENDING ON him being genuinely happy at his own wedding is a fucking phenomenally happy ending. I'm incredibly proud of that ending. It's such a great ending on that story.

Do you write crossovers?

I USED TO, not so much anymore but back in the day I used to write Cars and Transformers crossovers lmaoooo

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Someone got real pissy on one of my old Kirby fanfics at one point, whining about how it was illogical that the Kirby villains would help Kirby fight a bigger bad guy. Hope that reviewer in particular felt stupid when Kirby Star Allies released and all the DLC was previous Kirby helpers and villains coming to help fight the big bad.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I have written some but it is lurking on my Google drive because I'm not ready to have smut out there on the internet that people can look at. That's about what I can say on that front 😭

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

GOD I hope not

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope! People out here just want the Kyuri experience in English it seems which is fine, but if someone did want to translate my fics I think I'd ascend

What's your all-time favorite ship?

Honestly if it's a ship that involves Nemuri, Oboro, Hizashi, and Shouta in any combination, it's my favorite. Erasermic is the go to just because it's so damn easy to find but I'm also a sucker for Cloudnight, or Erasercloud, or Cloudmic and so on for the rest of them. Hell, Poly Rooftop Gang is something I really want to write at some point cause I have so many thoughts about their dynamic as a whole. There's really none within that group that I like less than others and if you name me a ship from it I have Thoughts And Feelings locked and loaded

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

Technically going back to it, the extended This Isn't How The Story Goes idea where Shouta died instead of Oboro. I have PLANS. They exist!!! They're out there in my brain and pieces are on Google docs but it's been so long since I put anything together that it's just kind of dead in the water. The only reason I don't orphan that one on AO3 is that I like the way I wrote it.

What are your writing strengths?

I think characters. I've had a lot of compliments about the way I write characters in my fics and I really do feel like that's my strong point.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Whenever I have to get more than two characters to talk I feel like it comes across more stilted. I like having dialogue flow without having to use dialogue tags for stuff, but sometimes I have to use them for bigger conversations and I'm just dying on the inside thinking it sucks the whole time.

Also Big Info Dumps. I never know how this kind of thing comes across (example- the talk with Kurogiri from Crumbled Rooftops chapter 7 or the last segment of Stray chapter 2). I don't WANT to know how it comes across. I feel like sometimes I should reiterate that I'm autistic/ADHD and my mind is like 'you must infodump here'.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

If I could speak another language i'd love to occasionally use that as a skill just for fun but the only time I've ever done this was using Google translate for an original novel based on an idea for a Kirby story I wrote and then the whole notebook got lost. So now the cringe lives in my head

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

It was either Star Wars or Monsters Inc, and I truly don't remember which it was because I posted two separate things the same day on ff.net and don't remember which went up first.

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to?

I never think ahead fandomwise, but again. I WANT to write Poly Rooftop Gang SO BAD. I want to write for that dynamic so my thoughts can be out of my brain! This is a topic that has come up between me and @shabby-blog OFTEN! One day I will write the four of them together and the world will be made whole again 😌

What's your favorite fic you've written?

this is always such a hard question because I have three very large stories that are all beloved in their own right but today's answer is Stray

We're coming up on four years since I started writing it and I'm SLOWLY working on the last chapter, and it's got a very small but very dedicated group of readers and I just love that story so much. I went a crazy direction with it in terms of how I wrote it and the fact that people love it means a lot. I'm bound and determined to finish it even if it takes me a lot longer to finish it than I was hoping 😅

WELP that's all the questions I am free now and all the people I would have tagged have been tagged so HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYED THIS

[lazypanartist]

Chapter 2

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A Rose By Any Other Name

Would Feel As Frigid

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Warnings: mentions of violence, other questionable activities, theft, and the American school system

Notes: a little over half of you said to name Reader, so that's what we'll do!

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Previous

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Previously, we were introduced to Casey and their fellow delinquents, so here's the rundown:

Jack - jock. Interviewing Blockbuster

Will - Poor guy.. Interviewing Icicle Sr.

Dan - Another jock. Interviewing unknown

Lainey - dealer of some form. Interviewing Devastation

Rachel - got caught carrying drinks to Jack and Dan. Interviewing Shimmer

Olive - hotboxed a school bathroom 🙄 Interviewing Psimon

Adam - yearbook guy. Doesn't like Casey/POV

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I was handed a checklist of questions to ask Jr. during session one. Things like his name, age, family, hobbies. Y'know, icebreakers.

Bob escorted me to the visitation room I'd be using. He'd called a few more guards over to get everyone else settled, but I was obviously his favorite.

"Nice place you guys have here," I offered, breaking the silence. "I've heard it's the best protected prison in the country."

"Not th' country. The world." Bob scoffed pridefully. "Not even Superman can break down the defenses."

"Really?" Of course I'd heard that one before, but hey, might as well try and get the guards to not hate you, especially with his earlier comments. "How'd that get managed?"

He gave me what was probably a wary side eye, but with his perpetual scowl it seemed more like a glare. Still, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Lead re'nforced titanium. Tensill and brute strength? Unmatched. 'S not the only stuff, but those're the main bits."

Before I could ask more questions (probably for the better) we made it to the interview room. Bob stopped me outside the door, his hand resting on the handle.

"'Member what I said, how 'e's potentially violent?"

I nodded, now wary.

How could I forget?

"Well, 'e's typically better 'ith other kids than when adults are nearby. Now, because'a that, you're goin' in alone."

He must have seen the apprehension on my face, because he smiled. Still mocking, but it was there.

"Here's yer panic button." He handed me a small block, a red button in the middle. "It takes a lil' force ta press, 'n alerts the guard station. There always someone in th' hall here, so you'll get help soon."

He clapped my shoulder, hand moving from the doorknob. "Get to it."

And he left.

Great.

Steeling myself, I entered the room.

Junior was already there, hands cuffed in front of him, feet kicked up onto the table. When I stepped in he grinned, cuffs jangling as he pulled his feet off the only 'true' piece of furniture in the tiny, cold room.

"Hey."

I blinked. "Hey."

He gestured to the chair opposite himself, and I took a seat.

"I heard I'd be getting some company. What'd they call it.. future inmate prevention?"

"I.." I certainly hadn't planned for him to start the conversation, and with his growing smile, I could tell he already knew.

"Oh, come on! I won't bite, I promise! It'd really ruin this whole thing for both of us."

I sighed. "Yeah.. yeah. Sorry. I have a few icebreakers."

He snorted, and I could feel a smile of my own start to form.

"Icebreakers? Is that really appropriate?"

"According to the staff, apparently."

He rolled his eyes. "Fine, fine. Hit me."

"Okay. Number one, what's your name?"

"Cameron Mahkent."

"Okay.." I scribbled it onto my sheet, the chipping graphite being the only sound for a moment. "Okay. Question two - how old are you?"

He hummed quietly. "Seventeen."

"Oh!" I couldn't stop the quiet exclamation. "So you'd be a junior, too."

"Yeah? I'm a December baby."

"So you'd be sixteen at the start of the school year.." I had already put the number down, but if the goal was socialization.. "How long did you go to public school? If at all."

"Off and on until.. sixth grade, I think?" He glanced to my right before focusing back on me. "Then dad pulled me completely for training."

"Oh." I blinked before glancing back to the sheet. "Brings us to question three - what's your family dynamic?"

"Mom.. left. When I was about nine. She was going to take me with her, but dad wouldn't allow it." He shrugged, cuffs clinking again as he shifted in his chair. "He's harsh, but hey, tough love."

I didn't really believe him, but it wasn't my place to ask. Not yet.

Instead, I must have frowned, because he paused.

"He's typically in charge here at Belle Reve. The Capo. He rules the Pen with an iron fist."

"Oh.." My eyes widened. "So does that give you any special privileges compared to the other detainees?"

He laughed this time. Not a scoff or snort, but full-on cackling, like I had told the funniest joke in the world.

"Are you kidding?! I don't get treated any better than anyone else - in fact, if people try to overtake dad as Cappo, they shoot for me first.

I blinked and, almost instinctively, pulled my clipboard up.

"Question four.."

I left about thirty minutes later, scribbling the tail-ends of answers onto my paper. A guard had come through the back to pull Cameron aside, and told me it was time to leave.

When I made it back to the check-in area, most people looked traumatized. Jack started off immediately about Blockbuster - he'd been flanked by two guards the entire time.

Will was even worse. Apparently Cameron's dad - Icicle Senior - had been allowed to have one of his personal guards - Mammoth. There were four guards between them - which is why Bob had been so nice as to leave Cameron and I alone together.

Laine had liked Devastation, and Rachel was okay with Shimmer - didn't like her cultist attitude much, with Will saying Mammoth had been the same.

Olivia had hated Psimon from the get-go, but from what she said, it sounded mutual. I felt more sorry for Psimon than I did for Olive, honestly.

Dan..

"Who did you even pull?"

He flashed me a grin. "Poison Ivy."

"And?"

He held his paper up proudly. "She shared her thoughts."

I glanced over it. "Except for family life."

He shrugged, wincing when Bob grabbed the paper from him. "Oh well."

I handed mine to him as well, and he raised an eyebrow.

"It looks like Casey here is th' only one who got answers for everything - family life, criminal history, childhood. Congrats."

I shrugged, glancing at everyone else.

"Really?"

Olive rolled her eyes. "My guy didn't want to answer anything - just kept asking his own questions."

"And Blockbuster didn't want to talk about ANYTHING before his transformation," Will piped in.

"Devastation didn't actually give me another name for her." Lainey shrugged.

I glanced back in the direction of the visitation hall.

"Huh."

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Next

[devondespresso]

WIP WhhhMonday Nightish

Once upon a time Devon was tagged in a wip wednesday by @eriquin and meant to do it but missed both wednesday and the weekend before remembering again. totally unrelated, Devon is working on getting their official adhd diagnosis.

i also noticed that the past snippets shared in wip-whatever posts have been purposefully the least interesting parts because i was worried about spoilers, which is dumb because that's created the unintended consequence of my tag is full of everything i don't like as much and a very different impression of what my fic is (as seen by most of these snippets being my rewritten scenes despite the actual fic being mostly new in-between scenes)

TLDR: WIP Whatever-day-it-is: But Actually For Fun This Time

The Rules

Post the file names of up to 5 of your WIPs for people to send you asks

Post a snippet of one of those WIPs

When people send you an ask with the name of one of your WIPs, write 3 lines of that WIP.

(Optional) Post the lines you wrote.

You can send multiple requests especially since this is going on through the weekend!

The WIPs

we're doing bulleted chapter titles to share from since that was my favorite and genuinely most productive format I've used. Feel free to ask for as many as you want, I plan on working on this basically all week

Karen Wheeler POV Bonus Chapter (Prologue kinda? side story in the same universe?? Bonus chapter set after season 1 and way before ch 1)

Steve, are you okay? Are you okay, Steve? (ch 9)

What's this? The consequences of my actions? (Is that a motherfucking Lovejoy reference?) (ch 10)

Kidnapping? no. surprise adoption. (lol get taken care of BITCH) (ch 11)

NEXT CHAPTER BC IDK HOW TO TRANSITION (ch 12) (a very tentative title for the next chapter to be written)

The Snippet

here is my favorite and most recent scene I've written, which takes place before they junkyard where Steve and Dustin are at the grocery store to get that ungodly amount of raw meat they have to toss around (also i've split chapters up a bit in the name of structure so the third chapter is now called "Mommy Issues Central". Lemme know any goofy vine reference ideas you guys have or if it should stay like that) (fear not, Get Yo Fucking Dog Bitch lives on still as chapter 4)

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They turned down the next aisle, lining the edges of the cart with some other pasta-related shit that he could still probably use. They heard someone coming over from the next aisle and before he could turn the cart around Mrs Wheeler pulled up.

"Oh, Steve ...and Dustin. What're you boys up to?"

He took a short breath to work their story into something without Mike, but Dustin beat him to it.

"He's teaching me stuff." 

He was imitating the tone Steve used but still way too vague. Mrs Wheeler held up a smile, her brows slightly lifted.

"Y'know, like cooking-" Steve said, throwing in a little gesture to the cart.

"And cars, changing oil and things. Y'know just.. dad stuff."

Dustin's part convinced her, Mrs Wheeler's expression softening into a real smile.

"Well I won't keep you long," 

She nodded off to the side to talk to Steve one-on-one.

Great.

“Are you and Nancy okay?”

“Wh- we’re- Why? Did she say something?”

“No, no, she’s just been… closed off, lately. And I drove her to school the other day, she didn’t say why.”

“Sh- yeah, that- that’s on me. Sorry.”

“Did you break up?”

“No no, definitely not. We’re kinda… we’re working on it. I’m going to try and make it better, after y’know..” he gestured to Dustin behind him.

“Right.” she smiled again, “Let Nancy know she can talk to me about any of this? Please? I tell her but- I don't know, maybe it’d be different coming from you.”

He held up a smile for her.

“Yeah, sure. Mind if we..” he jutted a thumb towards the end of the aisle.

“Yes, go ahead.”

He gave her a short wave and turned back to Dustin, who studied random shit in the aisle like Steve would believe his sudden fascination with olive oil outweighed childish curiosity.

“Steve-”

He turned back around, seeing Mrs Wheeler coming back up to him and whispering again.

“I know I’m not your mother, but you can talk to me, too. Both of you, okay?”

He kept the smile in place and nodded again, and she finally went back to her cart.

Dustin “Definitely-Not-Eavesdropping” Henderson followed him out of the aisle, thankfully waiting until they were out of earshot to ask.

“What's going on with you and Nancy?”

“Thought we had ‘much bigger problems than my love life’?”

He pulled up to the deli, stopping to pretend to look at the options.

“We’re not dropping everything for it but we can still talk.” he groaned.

“I’ll tell you later, kay? Not exactly the best place to talk.''

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Tags

@stobinesque @spoookysix @marvel-ous-m @alexcharmsyou @museumgiftshoperaser @blushweddinggowns @sharpbutsoft @fag4dykestobin @findafight (no pressure ofc and feel free to switch it to actually wednesday fhuhjdklashj) (also just let me know if you don't wanna be tagged in these)

[nblatinotails]

It's always great to find another Tails fan, it's not that there are few of us but it's still great. By the way, what is your favorite version of Tails, or do you like them all equally? And now that I think about it, do you speak Spanish?

Hihi fellow tails fan ❗️❗️❗️💙💙💙

So I love tails in every one of his forms. But. I do kinda have favorites. My first intro to the franchise was through Sonic X, I binged that show when I was 12 and I have literally never gotten over it. X!Tails will ALWAYS have a special place in my heart for kickstarting my obsession 💙💙💙 idk why my brain saw him and decided to obsess for years, but I'm happy it was him! Immediately after comes the Tails design from Riders and MOSTH, I love a good 2D design and they are both just ❗️❗️❗️so good ❗️❗️❗️ and then I'm a sucker for SatAm/Aosth Tails because he's just. So cute. Literally just a little guy 💙💙💙 a lot of my design headcannons are inspired from elements of those designs. Prolly cause they're a little out there compared to how he looks now. Big big big fan of darker eyes and patches of brown fur especially! And! His silly little kid mullet! Love that for him honestly

Thank you for asking 💙💙💙😘😘😘

Spanish was my first language, born and raised. However. I don't think I would consider myself fluent. I grew up in the U.S. and they kinda don't prioritize languages that aren't English. I'm well enough to survive Spanish class, but idk if I could hold a long conversation with a stranger, y'know? English is my second language and more comfortable to write and read in. That being said. I am not very good in English either. Double whammy dyslexia and E.A.S.L ✌️😘 So yeah, I speak Spanish and English, but neither of them very good 💙

[the-writing-ninja]

Monthly shopping shenanigans!

(Cole, Jay and Kai are doing groceries for the gang and are being stupid while doing so) (ft. writer finally writing something not tear inducing for once)

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[It is a regular sunday morning. The Black, Blue and Red ninja have all been assigned this month's shopping and are currently on their way to the city markets.]

Jay: Awwwugh! I reaallly don't like grocery shopping.. It's so boring!

Kai: Yeah, especially when you have to "stick to the list".

Cole: It's not that bad guys, besides the list does allow us to buy snacks of our choice!

Kai: Do you ever think of anything outside of food?

Cole: Hey, who doesn't enjoy a good slice o' cake?

Jay: It's never just one slice with you.

Cole: Hey!

[Kai and Jay laugh.]

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[Upon reaching the markets, they split off and quickly start their quest of ticking off all the items from the list as fast as they can.]

[Kai heads to the vegetable vendor, Jay goes to the supermarket and Cole walks over to the bakery and sweets shop.]

[There are some people around the vegetable vendor. Kai enters the crowd and speaks.]

Kai: Hey bud! How much for the tomatoes?

Vendor: A dollar each.

Kai: A DOLLAR EACH???

Vendor: Take it or leave it.

Kai: 70 cents.

Vendor: A dollar.

Kai: 75 cents.

Vendor: A dollar.

Kai: 80 cents.

Vendor: A dollar and 20 cents.

Kai: FINE.

Kai:

Kai: no wait-

Vendor: Brilliant! Thankyou for shopping with us, here are your 2 dozen tomatoes. We have a line waiting! See you later!

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[As mentioned before, Cole is in the bakery buying some sweets. Mainly because he knows what all the gang's favorite snacks are. And also maybe because he gets to sample some of them but who can say for sure right?]

Cole: Ohohohhh man,, Chocolate or Chocolate chip?? Both of them look good. [Sigh] But Cole you don't have enough money for both...

Cole: Well I guess classic Chocolate will have to do th-

[While Cole is busy talking to himself he hears the bakery's door burst open.]

Kai: COOOOOOOOOOLLLLLEEEEEEEE.

Cole: Oh hey man! I see you got the veggies. Good job!

Kai: [Nervously] Th- Thanks. Man.

Cole:

Cole: Kai,

Cole: How much did they cost?

Kai: Uhm,, The carrots each were 45 cents. And the potatoes all together were 3 bucks and um yeah!

Cole:

Cole: ..and how much for the tomatoes?

Kai:

Cole: And how much for the tomatoes Kai?

Kai: 14 dollars

Cole: What was that? Didn't catch you there man.

Kai: 14 dollars-

Cole:

Kai: and 40 cents.

Cole:

Cole: Dude.

Kai: I may have,, bargained a little..

Cole: Yeah DUH I knew that the second I saw your face.

Kai: heh,,

Cole: Y'know what it was only my fault to send you to the vegetable guy.

Cole: You're the one who is explaining the 15 dollar increase in our bill to Nya and Master Wu by the way.

Kai: NO WAY.

Cole: UM? YES.

Cole: I'm not explainin this to Wu. And ESPECIALLY NOT NYA.

Kai: [fake crying]

Cole: Now go and see what Jay is up to.

Kai: [fake sniffs] Okay earth man, whatever you say..

[Kai leaves]

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[Jay is in the toiletries isle of the supermarket- wait no, that's 100% the arcade. Oh dear.]

Jay: HIGH SCORE!

[Kai finally stumbles upon Jay.]

Kai: Jay???

Jay: [Looking at the game] Hey Kai.

Kai: Isn't there something esle you should be doing right now instead???

Jay: I was trying to find the place where they keep the toiletries but I got lost. Did get the everything else mentioned in the list tho..

Jay: Then I found this old cabinet.

Jay: This gem is from the 80's Kai! I had to play her!!

Kai: Yeah don't ever say that again.

Jay: You want a go?

Kai: No Jay, unlike you, I actually do have work to do. [<- He doesn't]

Jay: Great then! Would you grab the toiletries for me too on the way then?

Kai: No. [Leaves]

Jay: Aw man. [Continues playing]

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[Kai meets up Cole once more.]

Kai: Ey Cole.

Cole: Yeah man?

Kai: Jay is playing arcade games instead of doing shopping.

Cole:

Cole: Well i'm done with my work, might aswell force him into doing his.

[They both head to Jay, who is still playing on the barely functioning cabinet.]

Cole: Boo.

Jay: AAAAAH!!

[Kai and Cole laugh.]

Jay: Oh it's only you guys.

Kai: Yeah it's us.

Cole: Jay did you get all your share of the things yet?

Jay: In a minute.

Cole: Well Kai and I are done so..

Jay: Okay okay i'm coming.

Cole: Alright then boys let's find em together then. We can finish early that way.

[He puts his hand infront if him and the other two follow and put their hands on top of his.]

All of them in unison: Ninjago!

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[Now gathered together, they all try to finish off Jay's part of the list as fast as possible.]

Kai: Kay then lightbulb, hit me with the first item.

Jay: Some facewash.

Cole: Lemme find ittt.... [He rummages throught the isle and-]

Cole: Got it!

Jay: Next up! Kai's hair gel lol.

Kai: I know where they keep it like the back of my hand. [He goes and gets it.]

Jay: Some sanitary napkins.

Kai: [reaching up the isle] Yeah we get these ones.

Cole: Anything else?

Jay: Yeah some soap and toothpaste and then we're done.

Jay: I'll get those. I know where they keep them.

Cole: Okay then we'll go and wait at the check out lane queue then.

Jay: Sure.

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[They pay and head back to the monastery.]

Nya: HOW DID YOU END UP PAYING 15 DOLLARS FOR TOMATOES??

Kai: SIS I PROMISE I CAN EXPLAIN!

[Chaos ensues.]

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[lgcjaejin]

TRAINEE MISSION - 016 INTERVIEW | SOLO

Jaejin sat in front of the camera, a goofy smile plastered on his face, his mouth twitching slightly as he waited for the cue indicating that filming had started. He had anticipated the interview rooms and the filming process, but being natural on camera remained a challenge for him.

The interviewer must have noticed the unnatural expression on his face because even before they officially began, the filming was paused, and Jaejin was addressed directly. "This is a relaxed space. There's no need to take it so seriously. Just breathe and think of it as a casual conversation. Pretend the camera isn't even here," the interviewer reassured him.

"okay, got it" Jaejin replied with a nod, though he knew it would take some effort to ease into the conversation naturally.

“what was your favorite moment for today?”

Jaejin thoughtfully considers the question before responding, "Hmm, that's definitely a tough one." he began slowly, his eyes wandering momentarily before refocusing on the interviewer.

"There have been so many incredible experiences during our time here. The opportunity to stay in such a beautiful place, surrounded by nature," he gestured with his hands, painting an imaginary picture of the scenic surroundings,"and the chance to bond with my peers have all been amazing highlights.

He paused, letting the significance of those moments sink in before continuing."However, if I had to pinpoint one thing it would have to be when Team Junior won the Telepathy Game." Jaejin's eyes lit up with a fond smile, "It was really a nail-biting competition There was a point where it could have gone either way. But witnessing how we all came together, worked as a team, and turned the game around to secure the win was truly impressive." His voice carried a hint of excitement, reliving the thrilling moment" plus not having to chop vegetable on my first day was a added bonus"

“how did you feel about the challenge/activity given to your team?”,

"Y'know coming here, I thought I had a good idea of what to expect," Jaejin said, visibly relaxing in his chair as he recalled the day's events. "But once we actually got into the games, it was a whole different experience from what I had imagined."

The interviewer nodded, gesturing for Jaejin to continue.

"Like the Relay Drawing Game" Jaejin continued with a chuckle, "I had no idea so many of us were not great at drawing, myself included." He grinned sheepishly, remembering the hilarious moments during the activity. "It was much harder than I was expecting."

The interview room had a relaxed significantly, which helped Jaejin open up about his experiences. "You know," he said with a laugh, "you watch these things on TV and think, 'Oh, that looks easy,' but when you actually try it, you realize it's not as simple as it seems. It not until you're tasked with drawing Shrek that you realize how bad you are under pressure"

Can you recall a funny or amusing incident that happened ?

"I'm not sure how funny this actually was, but I met a sheep on Saturday who I decided was going to be my friend. Little did I know he really wasn't feeling my vibes," he began with a grin. "We kind of got off on a rough foot, and the little guy wanted absolutely nothing to do with me, but I'm one stubborn dude, and at one point, pictured this," he gestured animatedly, climbing in his chair to mimic crouching down, "I was in a field, crouched down, eating blades of grass while trying to get a sheep to come to me. I must have looked absolutely crazy."

Pausing for effect, he continued with a laugh, "I even tried to speak his language, you know? Baa-ing like there was no tomorrow. It was like a scene from a bad comedy movie, me trying to impress a sheep with my grass-eating skills and questionable sheep dialect." His eyes twinkled with amusement

"But you know what?" he added, sitting back down in his chair, "Persistence pays off. Eventually, I cracked the code to sheep friendship, and now we're officially the best of buds. The playful energy in his voice evident" all it took was 24 hours, a brush, and some treats .

[aeripq]

Heyy can I ask for a oneshot? I love my boi Mitsuya so much and i wanna steal his sisters cus they are so precious. So I wanna request something like this: reader found two little girls (Luna and Mana) lost and then tried to help them find their big bro, and when they do Takshi reconized the person he's been eyeing for a while now. Yeah, reader has been his crush for years but he was scared to talk to them. Ending is up to you. I would prefer fem reader, but I wouldn't mind nonbinary

I hope it was understandable, thank you so much, stay safe and healthy💖 love ya *pats your head and walks off with a wave*

— "I LOVE YOU" (MITSUYA X GN! READER) —

a/n: hey! of course you can ask for one. i'm not super confident about this one, but i hope you enjoy it nonetheless. stay safe and healthy as well, love you too :) /p pairing: takashi mitusya x gn! reader warnings: crying, kissing, angst if you squint, mostly fluff sypnosis: when mitsuya's two missing sisters are found by someone, he thinks it's just a passing person. turns out, it's the person he's been eyeing for ages.

"thank you! see you soon, (Y/N)!"

waving back at the familiar old lady through the window, you exited the cozy, old corner store near your home. it was your favorite store; you'd stopped there after school almost every day since you'd moved to japan. the shop was run by an old woman; she'd lost her husband to a stroke years before, but still decided to fulfill their shared dream of opening up a shop. they carried small snacks and trinkets, and the store smelled like old pine.

you turned the corner that came next, admiring the sky. it was a clear, cool day; the perfect day to go for a walk. you pulled out your phone to text your sister. "wanna go on a walk?" you asked. "sure, but it'll have to be later. i'm working rn." she replied. great. now you'd have to wait for your calming walk. looking around you, you decided to admire and take in the scenery already spread out for you to see. across from the street was a playground, and it was new. the town you resided in put forward the idea, and a fundraiser was organized to build it. as a matter of fact, luna and mana, the sisters of the guy you liked, loved to play there. they were probably there right now, you thought, so decided to stop and study the place for a quick minute to see if the sisters, and hopefully their brother too, were there. your eyes looked around for a few seconds before landing on a crying mana and a worried luna; her arms wrapped protectively around her three-year-old sister. mitsuya was nowhere to be seen, and mana seemed to be crying his name.

without a second thought, you entered the play space to see them. at the sight of you, mana immediately ran up to you and buried her face in your thigh. her snot and tears stained your pants, but it was fine. she was desperately crying, "(Y/N)! (Y/N)! you have to h-help us!! we can't find t-taka anywhere!!" your eyes softened, and luna, now crying as well, clung to your arm. "please, (Y/N). it's really scary without him here. i mean, it's fine now that you are, but we still need to find him." "of course, luna. let's go. did he walk off? did you see where he went?" "he went that way, I think." luna pointed in the direction that her brother supposedly walked off in. "you sure?" "yea." "ok then, let's go. cmon, girls!" leading them in what was supposedly mitsuya's direction, you attempted to begin a conversation to cheer them up. "so, girls, how's the start to your summer been? has mitsuya taken you two out get ice cream yet?" "no, he hasn't, even though he promised! he can be a big meanie sometimes." mana stated. "yea! he promised we'd go last week, but he never took us!" "seriously? how could he? here, y'know what? if he won't take you, i will. let's go get some ice cream girls, how does that sound?" the girls' faces lit up, but then luna's smile faded. "but we don't have any money!" mana's smile faded now. however you, still smiling, countered, "but i do! here, see?" pulling out a shiny yellow card, the both of their faces lit up once again. "yay!" they chimed. "let's go!"

taking a slight detour, the three of you headed towards the nearest ice cream shop. it wasn't far off, and was only about a block away. when you three arrived, you placed your orders and paid. sitting down at a table, the three of you began to chat again. you spoke happily, sharing stories, jokes, and ice cream.

just as you were about to get up to throw your trash away, you heard a voice boom from behind you. "luna! mana!" turning around, you saw mitsuya hurling toward you. he slid to his knees on the concrete, which had to hurt, and hugged his sisters so tightly they were beginning to complain of a lack of breathing room. "oh luna, mana, i'm sorry. i never should of walked off, but i thought i told you guys to stay put! thank god you two aren't hurt. did you wander here on your own? did someone bring you here? did—" "taka. we're fine, don't worry. luckily, (Y/N) found us. and unlike you, they took us out to get ice cream. we were just about to resume looking for you!" luna exclaimed. "yea! (Y/N) isn't a meanie like you, brother, they're the bestest person in the whole world!" "i mean, i am pretty awesome." you said slyly. turning to face you, mitsuya threw his arms around you. "thank you. god, i'm so fucking lucky it was you who found them. i don't know what i would've done or what would've happened if—" "mitsuya, please. what matters is that they're fine now, right?" "please, call me takashi." "ok then, takashi, what matters is that they're safe and happy now, right?" "yea, you're right. i just, i don't know. i love them too much to lose them." "i know. you're an amazing brother takashi." "really? you think so?" his stomach was fluttering. you looked so pretty in the sunlight, shiny skin glimmering, and your voice like music to his ears. "i know so." "ugh, will you two just kiss already?" luna blurted out. "it's obvious you two love each other. just kiss!" what? no way. luna and mana knew? did you tell them? no way. absolutely no fucking way. "kiss, kiss, kiss!" she chanted. "well, i wouldn't mind obliging her." mitsuya said sheepishly. "what about you? you up for it, for a relationship and everything?" turning your head away, you replied shyly, "only if it's with you." at this, he slowly grabbed your cheek, leaning in to plant a soft, loving kiss on your lips. it was passionate and soft, and left you in a daze. you two separated, but you pulled him in once again, with luna and mana cheering happily in the background.

[frodo-with-glasses]

What are your headcanons for the rest of Bergil's family? When I was younger I always imagined that maybe his mom was pregnant when she was sent away during the war, and then after she came back Bergil had a little sister. I think Iorlas is his mom's brother? and his grandfather in Lossarnach is his mom's dad. Iorlas and Beregond get along great. No idea what Beregond's side of the family looks like aside from "dad exists". Any thoughts? ~meg

Okay so I DID write an answer to this a couple days ago when you first sent it, Meg, but then tumblr ate my reply and I was too frustrated and busy and in pain to try to write it again. BUT I'M BACK!! LET'S TALK ABOUT MY FAVORITE GONDOR FAMILY!

Oh dude I am so glad to hear I'm not the only one who headcanons that Bergil has a baby sister! I dunno what it is about Beregond, but he just gives me "has a daughter" vibes, y'know? Like dads who've only raised boys are one way, but dads who've raised girls just have something different about their personalities, and I think Beregond has that.

Originally I thought that Bergil's baby sis was just a couple months old when the women and children had to leave Minas Tirith, but I think I like your take on it even more...just the constant anxiety thrumming in the back of Beregond's mind like "my wife is with child and I have to get out of this war alive so I can meet my new son or daughter" is just.....mmm. *chef's kiss* Tasty tasty angst, you love to see it.

*hums under my breath* Gotta go, gotta get the job done, gotta start a new nation, gotta meet my son—TAKE THE BULLETS OUT YO GUN—

I think it's a safe guess to say that Iorlas is Bergil's maternal uncle. Families in LotR tend to pass down similar names (Baranor, Beregond, Bergil...Eomund, Eomer, Eowyn...Arathorn, Aragorn...you get the drift), so everyone on the paternal side of the family—that is, Beregond's side—probably has names that start with B.

.......Which then gives us a bit of a clue what Beregond's wife's name might be!! It probably starts with "Io"! And their daughter's name might too. 8-D

(LotR language nerds, what's a good feminine suffix for a Gondorian name?? Asking for a friend. Totally don't need it for fic writing or anything *cough* And don't say Ioreth, that one's already taken.)

It's also probably a safe bet that the maternal side of the family comes from Lossnarch. Beregond was probably born and raised in Minas Tirith, and when he got married, his wife came to live with him in the city.

ABSOLUTELY Beregond gets along great with his in-laws, how could he not?? :-D Bergil seems to speak of Iorlas as if he's a constant fixture in his life, so Uncle Iorlas probably comes to Minas Tirith pretty often. Maybe on business? Perhaps he has a job that requires a lot of travelling, like a postal courier? And sometimes Beregond and Bergil and the whole family to go Lossnarch to visit the grandparents too. Bergil thinks Uncle Iorlas is the coolest guy ever (second to Dad).

As for Beregond's side of the family...I dunno. I feel like if he had any brothers on active duty, we would've heard about it. But I also doubt that Beregond was an only child, given how most ancient cultures tend to place value on large families. Maybe he only had sisters?? Would explain a bit about him, actually. If his father and mother are still alive, said father was probably too old to be of any use in the City when the war started, and both of them left with the other refugees early on.

......I don't know why I feel like Beregond's mother is dead. Probably just because most of the women in LotR are either dead or missing. I really do feel like she's not around anymore, even though I have absolutely no evidence to substantiate it.

But I can DEFINITELY tell you 1000% that there was a heckin' baby boom in Gondor after the War of the Ring—it is an observable trend that humanity's first response in the aftermath of wars and other widescale tragedies is, for SOME REASON, to procreate—so Bergil very likely had a new baby sibling within a year or two after the Ring was destroyed. Hahaha giggidy

[alllovegoddess]

okay tell us about soushin

after 2000 years. i am finally doing this. let's get into it gamers

describe their canon relationship/dynamic: what if you were just some freaking guy, unremarkable out of all your peers, maybe a little bit spoiled by your parents, but overall you're just a guy. there's nothing interesting about you. you are so utterly middle of the road that you're not even remarkably bad at anything. what if you were truly, genuinely Just Some Guy. and then this other guy, someone amazingly intelligent and talented at just about everything he does, comes to you and acts like YOU'RE the amazing one. he's a little weird, sure, a little off-putting, maybe you can't look him in the eye for very long, but that doesn't change the fact that someone that amazing thing you're amazing, y'know?

and, well, you're happy with him. it's comfortable to be with him. he teaches you about all sorts of things, answers all your questions, teaches you to think for yourself and try to become your own person. he's your ideal, in a lot of ways. maybe, just a little bit, you have him on a pedestal.

and then one day he vanishes. he's Gone. is he dead? did he abandon you? he left behind the apartment the two of you shared. he left behind enough evidence that he existed that you start trying to look for him. eventually, before you really realize it, finding him, seeing him again, is your whole reason for being alive. no other aspirations or ambitions, floating listlessly through life except for this one connection to someone whom you realize that honestly, you didn't know that well, but who had such an influence on your life that you can't really bring yourself to care.

then you get thrown into a death game, find out you're slated to super turbo die, and decide to fashion yourself a bit after him in an attempt to live and survive. you're willing to lie, manipulate, even kill, as long as it means living.

and then you find out that the guy you so idolized, the guy you fashioned yourself after so you could live, the guy who you centered your existence around, was actually one of the people behind the death game and actually only approached you in the first place because of it! and your whole life has been pulled out from underneath you! and now you have to live with this for the rest of your short, guaranteed-to-die life! isn't that so fun.

or, perhaps, you might imagine you're the future figurehead of a cult, raised to be the charismatic leader who stands at the forefront while the people behind you do the real work. you've been raised from birth in an environment surrounded by people who think very little of human lives except as a means to an end, and contrary to what most people would think, if you have no reason to challenge that kind of mindset, you simply don't! it's life! it's normal! you killed someone your own age when you were like, ten!

but then you're instructed to look after some guy. he's completely regular, completely normal, nothing remarkable about him. and this is, to you, inherently fascinating. even outside the orders you were given, you're completely enthralled by him, by this person who knows nothing of what you've done, of the legacy on your shoulders, of the fate waiting for both of you at the end. and, inevitably, your life ends up just a little bit too centered around him, too.

and so when you mess up, you are separated from him. and because you cannot bear to be separated from him, you recreate him, and you wait, because you know you will see him again, eventually.

and you do.

your ideal/headcanon version of it? how does it differ from how it is in canon & why is this your favorite version? any other alternate versions of it you enjoy?: honestly? i'm perfectly fine with the canon version of it. i do enjoy toying around with aus where asunaro isn't dictating their lives though because i think it would be so great if they could get to keep living out their simple, normal, happy days together for as long as they want to

what do you like about their relationship, why is it interesting or enjoyable to you?: i love...complications. i love it when the love itself is the problems and issues they have. i love it when two people are so obsessed with each other it's hard to pull apart the difference between love and hate. i love it when the word "love" isn't enough to fully encompass the kind of love they share. i love dying and being dead also

what about the individual characters involved? what does this relationship mean to them, what makes it unique among their relationships?: for both of them, this is arguably the one single most important relationship in both their lives. for shin, hiyori is the ideal that he aspires to, the comfort he centers his live and existence around, to the point where even when that ideal has been smashed to pieces he STILL continues to use hiyori's name and scarf and mannerisms to protect himself. and for hiyori, shin is...god not to sound dramatic but for hiyori shin is something akin to a savior? honestly? even as he says he hates normalcy and being bored and ordinary days and life, he clings to the normal, boring, ordinary life he had with shin. for someone like hiyori, who is notably a very hollow kind of person given how he was raised, someone like shin who is still infatuated despite all of that gives him an unbelievable anchor, and it shows extremely plainly that shin is also at the center of hiyori's life in a lot of ways. basically, they're mutually obsessed with each other to a pretty unhealthy point. good times all around

favorite interaction they have in canon: every day of my life i think about hiyori telling shin that he taught him to reach out and grab the truth with his own hands

favorite interaction they have in your head/a situation you want to put them in: oh i love putting them in situations you have no idea. i'm actually running out of situations to put them in which is why my fic production has slowed down so much. i love suggestions

[zooophagous]

Today's installment of Wayward Souls contains no explicit sexual content but does contain references to it. Viewer discretion is advised.

Strauss closed the lid on the last of the mouse cages. They'd all been cleaned, fed, and watered methodically, and now he had a moment or two to just sit back and enjoy them. They had been friendlier, now- now that he was in charge of raising them, and had made it a point to only breed friendly individuals.

The favorite among these sat in his open palm, grooming his whiskers calmly while a massive predator loomed over it. "I am not sure what to do, Edelweiss."

He spoke softly to the mouse in his claw. Speaking to animals was therapeutic- it wasn't as if Edelweiss would share secrets or become angry. "I have not experienced these feelings in a very long time. I wasn't any good at it then, either, and now? It is impossible. I fear I may be cursed to be crushed under them. There is not an outlet."

The mouse stopped its grooming and began climbing his arm, hunting for bits of oat or apple that his master usually had on hand for him. Strauss walked him over his claw, and then one hand over the other, letting the rodent run on his hands like a treadmill.

"What would you do in my situation, hm? Do you know what romance even is?"

He placed the animal back into the little pen with the breeding females. In moments the male mouse was on them, and there was a small flurry of annoyed squeaks and scuffling bedding as they rudely sorted their differences.

"Eugh... no." He sighed.

"That is not how a civilized animal treats their mates. I may have to ask someone else." He shrugged and went to wash his hands. He supposed a therapist would be the best answer. But his therapist also being the object of his misplaced amorous emotions... that was impossible. No.

Maybe he'd have to find a different outlet. Maybe he could get a computer from the library and start online dating. Maybe he could bury his emotions in a nice tidy pornography addiction. Maybe he could convince one of the doctors to castrate him.

Or maybe Troy could help. He was trustworthy, and worldly enough to understand these sorts of desires for sure. If nothing else, Troy was a  better option than Ursula.

Troy was easy to find in the game room. He was playing 'Skyrim,' a game in which Troy always played a werewolf. He recognized the dialogue as the opening credit sequence- Troy was starting a new game. Good. He wouldn't mind talking through this part, he'd heart it all before.

"Troy." Strauss greeted him quietly.

"Oh hey man. Sup?"

"Do you mind if I sit for a while?"

"Please do. Starting a new build with some mods."

"I do not know what that means." The vampire found himself to the couch and sat in an awkward hunch with his hands clasped together. "Troy, you have an affable, social nature that I much covet. May I ask you an awkward question?"

"Your questions usually are awkward, bud. Go ahead though."

"How do you cope when you develop strong feelings for someone unattainable?"

"Oh now there's a fun question." Troy chuckled. "I went to high school right when homophobia was only just starting to get a tiny little tish bit better in America. Most of the guys I've been attracted to were unattainable."

"I see. Yes, that complicates things terribly. I am sure it caused you a great deal of pain."

"Yeah, I mean when you're a teenager everything is the end of the world y'know? and once I found out about the lycanthropy thing on top of it, you could FORGET about the dating scene. I was really lonely for a long, loooong time."

"What did you do?"

"I don't know... I tried my best to cultivate a safe friend group, I focused on my studies, I got really in to some hobbies. Thing of it is, highschool doesn't last forever. All circumstances are temporary, y'know? Sometimes you can only wait it out."

"I don't suppose the object of your affections waited with you."

"No but here's the thing, there's billions of people out there. You can be sad about missing a connection but it's not your only chance to be happy. And Hell, people change too. I know I wouldn't date any of the guys I knew in highschool now."

"That is fair. Perhaps as an immortal, I only need to be patient and I will outlive my feelings like I outlive everything else."

"I should be asking you for advice dude, you're the old one. And weren't you married before? I've never been married. So anyway, who you crushing on so bad?"

"I have developed feelings for Director Van Helsing."

"Called it." Troy pumped his fist.

"Called it? What do you mean called it? I haven't told anyone about this."

"Oh please buddy you ain't subtle." Troy gave his friend a sly glance. "The coffee breaks, the walks together, the way she gets you out of any conceivable punishment security tries to impose on you, you're her favorite and you're obviously all twitterpated about it."

"Twitterpated?"

"You're in to her. I didn't have to study you like Jane Goodall watching bonobos to figure it out either. You follower her like a puppy dog."

"Puppy dog. That is rich, coming from you. So what do I do?"

"You tried talking to her?"

"No. Absolutely not." Strauss got up and began to pace. "For many reasons, our union would be a terrible idea. It would be unethical for a researcher to mingle with a subject for one- I could destroy the results of years of work. She has put so much of herself into this project I refuse to let that happen. There is also something to be said for the considerable age difference."

"You're both adults."

"I am over two hundred years old and she is thirty five."

"So what, you think it's only ok for vampires to date other vampires?"

"That is another issue. It is unknown if a... coupling between a vampire and a human provides a risk at transmitting the vampiric pathogen. I would not risk hurting her that way."

"Oh come on, it's not like being together means having sex. Besides there's condoms and safety measures you can use, or just do hand stuff, and wasn't there a test they were supposed to do to figure out if it was safe or not?"

"There was, but I wasn't able to complete it."

"Oh, I guess that might be in the way of a physical relationship if you can't get it up."

"That wasn't the problem. I was able to, I just... got wrapped up in the moment and I missed the cup."

"So try again?"

"I can't. If I hand over physical evidence of my infatuation with Director Van Helsing I will die of shame. It was the best I could do, to get to the point where it didn't cause me physical pain."

"It hurt you?"

"The first time, yes. Two hundred years of inactivity led to atrophy. After the fourth or fifth attempt, it was much more comfortable."

"Wait. Four or five times in a row?"

"Yes."

"That's... wow that's actually really impressive. But Jesus Christ dude, you're down BAD. I knew you were super repressed but this is actually kind of sad."

"So what do I do?"

"In your case, I guess... you've been able to start expanding your horizons and branching out, right? Maybe start finding a friend that's outside of this weird power dynamic thing that's going on and see if you can't shift focus. You can't just repress it all away though dude."

"Watch me."

"Hopeless." Troy shook his head. "Absolutely hopeless."

"Well. That's enough of my deep dark secrets, Herr Cunningham. What about you, Hmm? I've seen Sam visiting a time or two now."

"Oh yeah, Sam is great. I think we really clicked, y'know? I might see if I can't spend a weekend at his place soon once we're sure my medications are working."

"And he doesn't know about you?"

"Nope. And with any luck I won't have to tell him, I'll just medicate myself into nice human normalcy forever."

"That sounds unhealthy."

"Yeah well, I still can't much control it, so I'll just have to schedule my shifts every now and then and just keep it a secret. Manage it like any other medical condition."

"You can't repress it all away, Troy."

Troy smirked at the vampire in reply. "Watch me."

[apompkwrites]

reader impact || first meetings: unreconciled stars

series masterlist characters: scaramouche, fischl, mona genre: fluff summary: a game has been released entitled genshin impact, consisting of otherworldly abilities relying on the basic elements of nature. the game follows the story of an interdimensional traveling twin in search of their other half. along this journey, they meet different characters that live in this world. including you. notes: i'm sorry fischl and mona's aren't that good :(( this is actually my first time writing for them but i hope you enjoy <33

scaramouche's playthrough -

oof scara

scara scara scara

this boy hates his chat and at this point they don't care.

it's not like he'll badmouth them, right?

think ludwig.

that's him.

he's a very angy boy please--

as for what he does?

much like childe he'd do a lot of pvp games.

he's not too keen on showing off his personal life.

he prefers that boundary between his viewers and himself, y'know?

he honestly doesn't even understand why his viewers like him.

he knows he's a mean person and yet here they are :/

he doesn't take requests from his viewers he just kinda plays whatever he wants.

imagine his viewers' surprise when they see him streaming genshin--

they asked why a lot.

"it seemed cool."

this man just wants to play some good ol' anime games.

his chat calls him soft and he just glares.

anyway now he's actually playing.

he's not really into mondstadt's characters they're all... okay to him.

he feels a bit better in liyue.

not because it's pretty oh no no no.

because look at all the enemies outside >:))

he'll clear the whole field don't test him.

anyway, now onto the unreconciled stars event :00

this man really doesn't like katheryne--

anyway at this point he's tasked with find fritz, which he doesn't really want to do.

he sees the dude on the ground but that's only after he sees someone standing next to him.

and then he sees someone standing next to him :0

"is the guy on the floor sleeping?"

"i believe so. i've tried everything, but he won't wake up."

he will pause to look at your outfit.

it's so complex but it's so cool!!!

his chat suspects something's up but... he'll just snap at them like he normally does.

but he'll silently admire you <3

also yOU'RE T I N Y ! !

and then paimon points out your clothes and the cameras pans up your body--

"heh... and by "this person over here," you mean me, right?"

he will choose the "those unique clothes are quite beautiful" option in a heartbeat.

he doesn't care that his chat is teasing him, he just wants you to know :))

he's kinda sad when you leave, though...

"please come back soon..."

his CHAT HAS NEVER SEEN HIM SO SOFT BEFORE

skip to a few events later when the constellation is revealed to be leonard's.

the sudden cutscene catches him off guard because he's prepared to fight someone.

"hi! sounds interesting... mind if i join you?"

he won't say anything but he will physically relax at the sight of you.

you make this man soft please--

he's lowkey angry when his character is teleported away from you :(

(name): the sixth of the eleven fatui harbingers

HYPEHYPEHYPE

YOU'RE SO COOL!

of course he doesn't say that but his chat can tell that's what he's thinking.

this man's eyes go wide when you order the fatui around.

please help he really likes you. you're so assertive and cute and cool and just AGH--

fischl's playthrough -

fischl can and will do cosplay streams.

her fans like to watch her because of the "character" she puts up for the camera.

honestly she just does this because she genuinely enjoys cosplaying and bringing characters to life.

oz is the nickname for her pet bird :))

she definitely gets a lot of trolls in her chat that make fun of her for her cosplays and "dumb" way of speaking.

in which case she'll just yell at them using her "dumb" way of speaking.

she really does care about how people see her but her chat comforts her a lot after, so she feels better after a few minutes :))

the games she plays are very fantasy based and take place in worlds that don't exist.

once she gets into a game, she'd pick her favorite character and cosplay as them everytime she streams that game.

sometimes she does sewing streams where she actually makes her own cosplay with her fans.

they like to make it with her if they have the materials :D

genshin impact was a game her fans recommended because they actually want to see fischl cosplay the characters.

they will beg her to do the cosplay creation on stream.

(they defintitely know who she'll choose to cosplay but it's fine)

when she reaches the unreconciled stars event, she's really excited to learn about the fated meteorite granting sleep upon touch.

she's ready to go around teyvat in search of an answer when...

"katheryne! vassal of the immernachtreich, do mine ears deceive me, or didst thou cry out mine holy name in earnest supplication not one moment ago?"

some of her chat is obviously confused by your speech but her long time viewers can understand some of it.

oz, who fischl had brought with her to play, seems excited to see your familiar flying to you :)

fischl is just as excited as he is!!

please you speak just like her and you're voice is so nice and it actually sounds like the developers put thought into what the speech would mean in "proper speech."

"a pleasure to meet you again, katheryne."

YOU'RE FAMILIAR IS JUST AS COOL AS YOU ARE!!

some of her viewers will beg for her to skip through your dialogue.

when she sees those comments, she will purposefully let your dialogue play out, proceed to read out that same dialogue, and respond to you as if she was actually talking to you.

not just to spite them but because it's also a lot of fun for her <3

"it would seem the gods have blessed us with meeting such a well-respected being!"

translation: she's really excited to have met you.

as soon as you spoke she decided she would cosplay as you.

she's already planning out all of the materials she'll need and how much time it would take.

if your familiar is a bird, you best bet oz will be in her photo shoots for your cosplay.

most of the time you're on screen, she'll talk to her viewers about you in her classic chuunibyou style <333

she's really sad when it's time for you to leave :(((

"... goodbye, fischl. you are a good listener. i enjoy chatting with you. to be honest, most of the other adventurers in the guild only ever talk to me when they wanna hear (familiar)'s reconnaissance reports... this little journey we had... it was a great adventure. i'm just sorry that is has to end so abruptly..."

she might cry wait--

she relates to you even more now :(

"ah! what am i doing? i totally broke form..."

you're too cute pleas--

mona's playthrough -

mona does a lot of nightly streams.

it's very rare for you to catch her streaming with daylight.

she likes to share things about astrology while sitting outside drinking something warm.

she'll do a lot of nightly gaming streams as well.

mainly calmer games that people can vibe to in the background.

she prefers to keep her streams lowkey and chill, much like the life she wants to lead.

if only she had the money to do so...

yes, mona is still struggling with money even as a streamer.

she greatly appreciates any donations her fans give to her because she practically relies on them to pay her rent and daily necessities.

of course, it's not like she's completely struggling, just enough to barely get her by.

anyway, her fans ask her about playing genshin impact, inticing her with their talk about the stars and night sky in the game.

she's the type of player to take her time in the environment and take a lot of pictures of her character at night.

she's actually really excited when she hears about this new event centering around the stars and sky :D

soon enough, she gets around to the part where she is need of an astrologist.

she's HYPED to hear there's an astrologist in the game.

"someone looking for me? who is it?"

she will squeal, please.

look at you!!!

your whole design has stars and is space-themed and you're so cute and you're voice is so soothing ! ! !

she really likes listening to you talk about astrology because your voice gets even softer than before.

that scene where you go to the cliff??

please she has that scene as her lockscreen <3

you just look so cool when you start to do your process.

you're so focused and the way they animate your process in the game is beautiful.

and then the fatui harbinger interrupts one of your meetings :00

you grab onto mona's character and teleport away in a cloud of stars and specks of your elemental vision.

she's kinda embarrassed when you scold her about getting involved with the harbinger--

but not only are you really cool and awesome, you're super strong, too!

please be sassy more she really likes how proud you sound :))