#your time is ruuuuuning out

[silverwanderingcrow]

Disney peaked when they wrote it's going down for descendants 2

[ladyloveandjustice]

This looks like it's gonna be a visual novel, and I can hope it gets translated but honestly are the odds good it will? no :(

But I just want it on the record that if I was making a Natsume video game I'd have it be this cute day to day visual novel like this and you'd maybe be halfway through some kind of cute task only OUT OF NOWHERE YOKAI JUMPSCARE and then suddenly the gameplay style changes and suddenly it's an escape game/survival horror with a very scary vibe.

and you have to RUN RUN RUN where's Nyanko Sensei wHereS NYAnKO SenSEI find him, FIND HIM!!! RUN RUN RUN okay JUMP over fallen branches, AVOID civilians, stealth time, time to hide, oh no it caught you, it's choking you, your health meter is going down rapidly, you have five seconds to execute a punch that will slow it down, otherwise it eats you, run run ruuuuun! okay finally there's Nyanko sensei. whew. wait the yokai who tried to eat you needs help? well okay let's hear them out.

Then it just goes back to a chill-ish visual novel but you're on edge waiting for the next jump scare.

also your health meter is always there, even during visual novel mode, and it's like, ridiculously low and easy to drain, you have to be incredibly careful not to pass out, if you do it doesn't end the game though you just wake up at the Fujiwaras and you missed some event and also have to see Touko look sad.

That would truly capture the experience of being Natsume.

[wisteriasakana]

You know that indescribable emotion of getting to work seriously on your game projects and seeing Unlimited Bug Works and plot downtimes blossom here and there? I think it's still a positive thing, because it means that you're really working on your projects!

In case your answer was "no", I don't care, I know you crave to know what's going on behind the scenes, so I'll tell you anyway.

Welcome to "Soe does devlog", an occasional release of a completely random series.

Red Riding Hood and the Little Bad Wolf

Run run ruuuuun!

I completed the English translation of the game's current build in early March. That means that about 95% of the total game is translated, I just have to… like… finish the game.

And it was at this point that I finally realized what The Problem was: the last area before the endings didn't quite convinced me. The gameplay was non-existent (You had to check 20+ things mechanically, all in a dark map with running disabled. Exciting, isn't it?) and the dialogues were also quite weak.

What a cute place! What could possibly go wrong? Well, nothing, because it's a boring place!

So, I decided to tear down that section and do it all over again.

At the moment I've fixed the dialogues, improved the map and re-enabled the run. Disabling it was my attempt at creating some sort of atmosphere, but I thought that if I found it in a game, I wouldn't think at it as atmospheric but as annoying.

What I'm missing is not exactly a "gameplay", rather finding a good way for the player to interact with the story in that specific area. (Best explanation ever!) At that point, the game went through a rather long cutscene, albeit with choices, and immediately after that the endings split up: I don't want that point to feel like a stagnant moment. Not crackling or very memorable, just, I wish it wasn't "outdone" by the rest of the game.

The Night of the Candy Apple

To infinity...

There are over 100 switches for a game that can last as long as three minutes and I don't know what to think about it.

The moment I went to betatest it, I realized that I had greatly underestimated my gameplay ideas.

In The Night of the Candy Apple it's possible to explore the entire "haunted house" without completing any puzzles - Either leaving them half done, or one quarter, or three quarters. This, however, implies switch after switch for how many party members are there, to take into account what has been discovered and what has not been discovered, which cutscenes there have been, at what point in the puzzle the player has arrived. Obviously I had already put them, but I had put them for the biggest and most obvious things, I hadn't considered the details and the brief moments in which it would have been possible to leave the room without having completed it first.

Also, I've fallen into the trap of "I'm the author and I know what's supposed to be done." Heartfelt thanks to my betatester, @time-lapse-games, who pointed out many - many - things that probably would not have pleased those who are not omniscient. Maybe, after I release the game (Someday), I'll make a post with all the wtf?s. For now, I can say that there is the "puzzle where you have to recreate a room", and there were 1. two almost identical objects and therefore it was not known which one to put where 2. the possibility for the player to get stuck in the walls of the room - FOREVER.

Another funny thing is the fact that TWO puzzles, once put into practice, proved to be unfeasible.

The first one was a jigsaw puzzle. Simple. The problem is that there are no VX Ace scripts for jigsaw puzzles. I searched in English, in French, in Spanish, in Portuguese, in Japanese, in Italian, but nothing, nobody seems to know how to do jigsaw puzzles in RPG Maker VX Ace. I saw that there is a script to do this, but it doesn't have the check switch, so there's no way to let the game know that you've completed it. If anyone knows of a jigsaw puzzle script for the VX Ace that has a completion check, please let me know PLZ PLZ - They won't get anything but my gratitude, but they'll know that they are a good and merciful person. For those who were thinking that I could replace the jigsaw puzzle with a sliding puzzle, the fact is that I hate them with passion and that I would never self-inflict the pain of testing one on myself or on the betatester. (Nothing against those who love them, uh, I just find them frustrating.) In the end, I solved it by completely changing the puzzle. Easier to do, I still would have preferred the jigsaw puzzle, but I don't mind.

What will be beyond this? It will be possible to find out, because I changed the puzzle to unlock it!

The second one is in the very first "haunted house" room, which is definitely cool. The gameplay involves a series of questions and the idea was that you could stop the questions at any time and just walk away. I've tried everything, but nothing, first the questions ended and then the "leave" event happened (!). In the end, after looking at the horizon and reflecting on my life choices, I opted for a solution that may not be graphically beautiful but it's much more easy and direct.

Among other notable things was seeing that I was having difficulty with my own gameplay ideas. There was the realization that checking EVERYTHING just to see changing flavour texts would be a pain in the aXE, so I decided to put balloons to mark the different flavour texts. Along the same stuff, puzzles are supposed to be solved by a specific party member. It's something I did on purpose, I even discarded a menu I liked because it omitted the "Formation"! Well, once the cutscenes were done, I realized that I had completely forgotten about this. It took me a few minutes to put the switches and variables that were needed, but I still think about the fact that I forgot about the game features that I decided to put on purpose. I am unique and fantastic.

Red Riding Hood and the Little Bad Wolf + The Night of the Candy Apple

There are Galleries in both games, because I made CGs and I want everyone to see how good I am. Once done, I noticed that both Galleries have approximately 40 images and I realized I drew 80+ CGs in a couple of months (December-January). Not professional ones or like a cool artist who knows what they're doing, but my tools are a screenless tablet and Gimp and I think I did my best. They're not perfect, but I'm satisfied.

But why there are so many CGs? Actually, the reason is that I did it on a whim. When I play an RPG game or when I see let's plays, there can be the moment where a book is found or a story is told and often what you see on the screen is the map with 349205 dialogue boxes and that's it. Likewise, there may be Game Overs where "it's supposed to happen something". I personally don't like them. I want to show the player why the character can no longer continue, I want to give a background of some sort to what is being read or narrated. Not that I did CGs for EVERYTHING of course, sometimes I just put a picture of a letter or something like that. Until I did the Galleries, I didn't realize I drew so much. I suppose it's a good thing, somehow?

(Also, does that mean that if my mental health is good 100% of the time I'd be super productive? *Don't exaggerate, now-*)

Now I will read this book and it will last several dialogue boxes, and you will not see the map, but us! It's completely different than usual RPGs, isn't it? Isn’t it...?

And that's it, for April 2023! I hope you had a good Easter and I wish you good luck with your projects!

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*So, when you think you're going to fin-* Shut up.

[christophercolbath]

I try so hard not to fake who I am around those that I love. But there are versions of me that are older than the one that's noticing this now. And I haven't met all of them yet.

Let me explain. No there's too much. Let me sum up.

I use Parts Therapy to help me identify my trauma and learn to speak to it. I've identified at least 5 parts that exist solely to protect me from potential danger/trauma similar to previous trauma.

The oldest part is simply named Monster, my main protector. He protects me from actual threats, verbal or physical. He's feral and overly protective, jumping to the fore with any perceived attacks.

Following right behind is Timid Mouse, my fear response. If Monster can't handle it, or isn't *supposed* to handle it, Mouse takes over and ruuuuuns away! Ultimately, he's looking for a place to hide.

Grumpy IT guy is the one that knows all the computer things and would much rather be doing anything else.

Rockstar is the performer of the group. If I have to speak or sing in front of others, he takes over and takes it up a notch.

Finally, I recently found the Bouncer, who stands between me and any negative things my parents might have done. I won the parent lottery, so that kinda makes sense. He keeps me from blaming them for *anything* They might have done. There are some things that I remember that qualify as "abuse" but they were so few I often didn't remember them unless prompted.

Those are my primary parts and what they mean to me. They are more, but they are very specific or personal. I expect your next question is: What do you do with them once you have them?

The amygdala, your animal brain, is capable of taking over your entire body to react to any stimuli you face. If you're scared or angry or lustful, your amygdala can Do Things Without Your Input.

I use my parts to help me identify and classify my emotional reactions to things. I know when certain things happen, one of them with come up to handle it unless or until I spend some time on that emotion.

If I blow up at someone with no real provocation it's likely that Monster has appeared.

If I don't respond to messages and just go silent until someone reaches out, Timid Mouse is likely in charge.

Learning to calm the animal within to avoid hurting others is my primary goal and Parts Therapy combined with EMDR (Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing) have helped me immensely. It took focus and their was lots of crying and pain, but I'm far more capable of being a decent human now without all of those automatic reactions.

That's enough for now. I'll just leave you with a few questions.

What are your parts?

Why are they there?

How can you learn to help them to only respond to actual danger?

Good luck. See you in the world!

[eating-the-inedible]

You'd be blowing smoke and stuff. Shrek! No, Shrek! Shrek! -Wake up! -What? Are you princess Fiona? I am. Awaiting a knight so bold as to rescue me. Oh, that's nice. Now let's go. But wait, sir knight. This be our first meeting. Should not be wonderful, romantic moment? Yeah. Sorry lady there's no time. Hey, what are you doing? You know, you should sweep me out of my feet. Out through the window and down the rope by to your valued steed. You've had a lot of time to plan this, haven't you? Uh-um. But we have to sing through this moment. You can residing of a poem to me. A ballad, a sonnet, a libretti. Or something. I don't think so. Well, can I at least know a name of my champion? Shrek. So, Shrek. I pray that you take this favor as a token of my gratitude. Thanks. -You didn't slay the dragon? -It's not my job to do this. Now, come on! But this isn't right. ??? That's what all the other knights did. Yeah. Right before they burst in the flame. That's not the point. Wait. Where are you going? Exit is over there. Well, I have to save my ass. What kind of knight are you? One of a kind. ...rush into a physical relationship. I'm not that emotionally ready for commitment of a this magnitude. That was the word I was looking for. Magnitude. Hey, that is unwanted physical contact. Hey, what are you doing? Ok, ok, let's just back up a little and take this one step at the time. I mean, we really should get to know each other first, you know what am I saying. As friends, maybe even as ??? Hey don't do that. That's my tail. That's ma personal tail. And you're going to tear it off.... Oh, no. No! -It talks?! -Yeah. It's getting to shut up, that's a trick. Ok, you two. Head for the exit. I'll take care of the dragon. Ruuuuun! You did it. You rescued me. Amizing, you're wonderful. You're a ... ...a little unorthodox I admit, but by deed is great and by heart is pure. I'm entirely in your debt. And where would a brave knight be without his noble steed. I hope you heard that. She called me a noble steed. She thinks I'm a steed. The battle is won. You may remove your helmet good sir knight. -Aah, no. -Why not? I have helmet hair. Please. I wouldst look upon the face of my rescuer. Oh, no, you wouldn't, dust. But, how will you kiss me? What? That wasn't in a job description. -Maybe it's a perk? -No. It's destiny. You must know how it goes. A princess locked in a tower and besieged by a dragon is rescued by a brave knight. And then they share true love's first kiss. With Shrek? You think, wait... ...you think Shrek is your true love? Well, yes. You think that Shrek is your true love. What is so funny? Let's just say, I'm not your type, ok? Of course you are. You're my rescuer. Now, now remove your helmet. Look. I really don't think this is a good idea. -Just take off the helmet. -I'm not going to. -Take it off! -No! -Now! -Ok, easy. As you command your highness. You're an Ogre. Oh, you were expecting Prince Charming. Well, yes, actually. Oh no. This is all wrong. You're not supposed to be an Ogre. Princess, I was sent to rescue you by lord Farquaad, ok? He's the one, who wants to marry you. Well, then why didn't he come to rescue me? Good question. You should ask him that, when we get there. But I have to be rescued by my true love. Not by some Ogre and his pet. Well so much for noble steed. Look princess. You're not making my job any easier. Well I'm sorry, but your job is not my problem. You can tell lord Farquaad that if he wants to rescue me properly, I'll be waiting for him right here. Hey, I'm no ones messenger boy, all right? -I'm a delivery boy. -You wouldn't dare. -You coming donkey? -Put me down! Yeah, I'm right behind you. Put me down or you will suffer the consequences. This is not dignified. Put me down. Ok, here's another question. Let's say that a woman 'digged' you, but you don't really like her, that way. Now, how you let her down real easy, so her feelings aren't hurt? But you don't get burned to a crisp neither. How do you do this? Just tell her, she's not your true love. Everyone knows it what happens when you find... Hey!

Here's something someone put in the "anything else" box

Once upon a time there was a lovely princess. But she had an enchantment upon her of a fearful sort, which could only be broken by Love's first kiss. She was locked away in a castle guarded by a terrible fire breathing dragon. Many brave knights had attempted to free her from this dreadful prison, but none prevailed. She waited in the dragon's keep in the highest room of the tallest tower for her true love and true love's first kiss. Like that's ever going to happen. What a loony. Shrek Beware Stay out I think he's in here. All right. Lets get it! Hold on. Do you know what that thing can do to you? Yeah. He'll groan into your bones for his brains. Well actually that would be a giant. Now Ogres, huh, they are much worse. They'll make a soup from your freshly peeled skin. They'll chew your livers, squeeze the jelly from your eyes. Actually, it's quite good on toast. Back, back beast, back! I warned you! Right. This is the part, where you run away. Yeah! And stay out. Wanted. Fairytale creatures. Right, this one is full. Take it away. Give me that. Your fine days are over. -25 pieces of silver for the witch. Next. -Come on. Sit down there! And be quiet! This cage is so small. You wouldn't turn me in. I'll never be stubborn again. I can change. Please, give me another chance. Oh, shut up! Next. What do we got? This little wooden puppet. I'm not a puppet, I'm a real boy. Five shillings for the possessed toy. Take it away. No! Please, don't let them do it! Next. What do you got? Well, I've got a talking donkey! Right. Well that's good for ten schillings, if you can prove it. Oh, go ahead fella. Well? He's just a li..., just a little nervous. He's really quite a chatterbox. You boneheaded donkey! That's it. I have heard enough. Guards! No, no, he talks, he does! I can talk. I love to talk. I've talked to... Get her out of my sight! -No, no, I swear! Hey, I can fly. -He can fly! -He can fly! He can talk! -That's right, fool! Now I'm a flying, talking donkey! You might have seen house fly, maybe even a superfly. But I bet you ain't never seen a donkey fly! Seize him! Get him! This way! Hurry! You there. Ogre. -I. By the order of lord Farquaad. I am authorized to place you both under arrest. And transport you to designated resettlement facility. Oh really? You and what army? Can I say something to you? Listen, you were really, really something, back there. Incredible. Are you talking to... ...me? Yes, I was talking to you. Can I just tell you that you were really great back there with those guards. They thought that was all over there. And then you showed up and BAM. There was tripping on over themselves like babes in the woods. That really made me feel good to see that. Oh, that's great. Really. Man, it's good to be free. Now, why don't you go celebrate your freedom with your own friends? But I... I don't have any friends. And I'm not going out there by myself. Hey wait a minute. I have a great idea... I'll stick with you. You and me in green fighting machine. Together we'll scare the spin if anybody crosses us. Oh, a, that was really scary. Maybe you don't mine me saying. If that don't work, your breath will certainly do the job done, 'cause... you definitively need some tic-tac or something, 'cause your breath stinks! Man you've ??? my note! Just like the time... ...and then I ate some rotten berries. Man I had some strong gases leaking out of my but that day. Why are you following me? I'll tell you why. 'Cause I'm all alone, there is no one here, beside me. My problems have all gone. There's no one to derive me. But you got to have free ... -Stop singing! Well, it's no wonder, you don't have any friends. Wow! Only a true friend would be that truly honest. Listen! Little donkey. Take a look at me! What am I? A... ...really tall? No! I'm an Ogre. You know, grab your torch and pitchforks. Doesn't that bother you? Nope. Really? -Really really. Oh? Man, I like you. What's your name? A..., Shrek. Shrek?! But do you know, what I like about you, Shrek?

[baekhvuns]

Jagsuwhayshshsh I cannot believe Hwa will have to put up with me again 😭💖 I hope I have the time to ask him as much as I want!

Godddd ISAC I stayed up last night and woke up 5 hours later just in time for the race and omfg Woo! Ana Hwaaa said 8 makes 1 team, that's hot of him ngl... So many interactions, some I expected, but some HELLOOOOOOO?! Like Seonghwa talking to P1harmony member, Hongjoong and Yeosang giggling with NCT, obviously Atz, Skz, Tbz stuff but that's not surprising. Did you see Woo and Changbin "fighting" lmao both groups embarrassed me so much... some idols just went there to mess around and I respect that. And Kang Yeosang archery king huh?!

Idk if you know AB6IX but my man Woong was acting up, first wrestling Bang Chan then

You know listening to the album with friends and just banging our heads, dancing is a great experience and makes me enjoy the album more, I'm not focusing on the things that throw me off. 💗

I saw the BP announcement wow this is real I guess :o bestie hope at least they come to your area <3

Yeah I don't doubt Ateez enjoys all that, but their bodies...🥴 hopefully nothing bad will happen, because they have so many more performances to go

What what...panther... oh. Justice for Dumbles! Maybe you said the truth, but you should respect your elders :(((

Alright then understandable about the one shots you need to feed the community, but don't remember your Shitstar roots 🤗

The trend of remaking old cartoons, seriously the 3D Winnie the Pooh and Mickey Mouse, Bob's "glow up" yikes yikes yikes. I still remember the intro to Noddy noooooooo... I never actually got into Ben 10, but lots of people were obsessed, I think it came out a bit later?

Yeah I obviously wouldn't wear any of those wedding fits unprovoked, because why should I, but in the context it's okay and sometimes something you have to do in order to respect the culture. Like in Korea they made me wear a Hanbok for Chuseok, haha. It was a nice experience and I felt good being able to participate in other cultures.

Thankfully some shops are missing like ktown4u, MMT but I just know there will be so many rounds from shops like Wonderwall, Makestar etc 🤡 we ordered from almost all shops, so hopefully I'll get all my Hwa's, if not with the first batch then the second. But I won't tell you cause you're the stealer :(

Baby boy baby . Run Hwa, ruuuuun. They won the relay tooo aaaaaa I used to run short distance and was pretty good at it @ Hwa let's race maybe. Ok imagine that AU??? - DV 💖

hi hello!!

Jagsuwhayshshsh I cannot believe Hwa will have to put up with me again 😭💖 I hope I have the time to ask him as much as I want!

Godddd ISAC I stayed up last night and woke up 5 hours later just in time for the race and omfg Woo! Ana Hwaaa said 8 makes 1 team, that's hot of him ngl... So many interactions, some I expected, but some HELLOOOOOOO?! Like Seonghwa talking to P1harmony member, Hongjoong and Yeosang giggling with NCT, obviously Atz, Skz, Tbz stuff but that's not surprising. Did you see Woo and Changbin "fighting" lmao both groups embarrassed me so much... some idols just went there to mess around and I respect that. And Kang Yeosang archery king huh?!

NAURRRR DONT SAY THAT, U GUYS ARE BESTIES NOW DBDBD pls greet him with a yo BDBDBD NO FR THE SCORES WITH THE 8MAKES1TEAM IS SO CREEPY BUT SO INTERESTING MY MAN KEEHO TALKED TO SEONGHWA??? GONNA PASS OUT PLS DID U SEE THE SHOTARO ONE 😭😭😭 tbz interactions with kevin 😩😩😩 LMFAOOOO I DID PLS THEY ALL EERE TO EMBARRASSING,, KANG 👁 YEOSANG 👁 ARCHERY 👁 KING

Idk if you know AB6IX but my man Woong was acting up, first wrestling Bang Chan then

I DO AND IM SCREMAINF STOP FHENFHWJHFKW STOTPTOTOP

You know listening to the album with friends and just banging our heads, dancing is a great experience and makes me enjoy the album more, I'm not focusing on the things that throw me off. 💗 //// I saw the BP announcement wow this is real I guess :o bestie hope at least they come to your area <3

JSDJDJ IT RLY IS THE HEAD BANGING ALBUM 😭😭 hONGJOONGS RAP PART ESPECIALLYFBFBFB <3 no bestie it is real im so very surprised fbwnfje LMFAOOOO STOP FBWKFJEK I DO HOPE THEY COME TO MY AREA MANIFESTING THEY COME TO URS TOO

Yeah I don't doubt Ateez enjoys all that, but their bodies...🥴 hopefully nothing bad will happen, because they have so many more performances to go

yeah!! 😭😭😭 good health to all of them no cramps or strains 😭😭

What what...panther... oh. Justice for Dumbles! Maybe you said the truth, but you should respect your elders :(((

a panther yes <33 BDDBBD GOLD EYES??? i think u will LOVE the twist in the fic,,, it’ll truly be so good if i write it well <3 will do my very best bdbdb LMFAOOOO IM SORRY FBDNFJWKD BC

Alright then understandable about the one shots you need to feed the community, but don't remember your Shitstar roots 🤗 The trend of remaking old cartoons, seriously the 3D Winnie the Pooh and Mickey Mouse, Bob's "glow up" yikes yikes yikes. I still remember the intro to Noddy noooooooo... I never actually got into Ben 10, but lots of people were obsessed, I think it came out a bit later?

wiLL NEVER FORGET MY ROOTS THE YN IN THE FIC WILL HAVE A LITTLE CRUSH ON SEONGHWA U BET 🔫 NAURRR NODDYS INTRO IS SO CREEPY I DO NOT KNOW HOW TF EVERYONE TOLERATED IT it was like as creepy as coraline,,,, i think it did!!! nO BC BOB IS NOT EVEN BOB ANYMORE DBDB THATS BOBBY 😭😭

Yeah I obviously wouldn't wear any of those wedding fits unprovoked, because why should I, but in the context it's okay and sometimes something you have to do in order to respect the culture. Like in Korea they made me wear a Hanbok for Chuseok, haha. It was a nice experience and I felt good being able to participate in other cultures.

AAAHHHHHHH YES SO TRUE AND U WORE A HANBOK?? BESTIE U BETTER HAVE TAKEN SOME GOOD PICTURES U LIVED A MOON LOVERS ERA FOR A FEW HOURS DBDB omg must’ve been so exciting fbfbfbw

Thankfully some shops are missing like ktown4u, MMT but I just know there will be so many rounds from shops like Wonderwall, Makestar etc 🤡 we ordered from almost all shops, so hopefully I'll get all my Hwa's, if not with the first batch then the second. But I won't tell you cause you're the stealer :(

NO BC SOME POBS ARE LIKE BOOKMARKS??? 😭😭😭 omg u guys fr going to get at lEast ONE POLA U HAVE TOO BESTIE & keep it 🔫 LMFAOOOO IM ON MY WAY TO UR PLACE BETTER HIDE UR CATS AND PCS

Baby boy baby . Run Hwa, ruuuuun. They won the relay tooo aaaaaa I used to run short distance and was pretty good at it @ Hwa let's race maybe. Ok imagine that AU??? - DV 💖

LMFAOOOO DBWNDHKW HEY HEY IS THIS A SPORTS RIVALS YN HWA AU 156K ROMCOM ANGST BDSBDBDBDB omg were u in track????

Uhhhhh Baek so many videos, why does he look both hot and cute? I would look awful, but Seonghwa can't relate. Also I would jump on him in an instant I'm sorry, but come ooooon 😭

…he’s a movie character. im genuinely screaming. LMFAOOOO U TAKE THE FRONT I TAKE THE BACK AND WE JUMP TOGETHERFBFBFB

Damn, boy, but no one's doing that challenge with them 😭 they had so many opportunities, so many idols were bored ksgdishsishsjsjsj - DV 💖

😭😭😭😭 THEY HAD SO MANY PPL TO ASK TOO BUT NOT ONE CAME FORWARD TO DO IT 😭😭😭

HELLSO

im sorry what

BESTIE

IM YELLING MQHDJWJEWK HES DRESSED AS A RACER IM GONNA SCRWMANDNSND

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BESTIE DO U RMR THIS

[over-under-through1]

heyy i feel like the blues are so underrated and i never find as much content about them as i find about the greens and reds. do you have any headcanons/promts about them?

YES YES

I’ve seen a lot about them being pure and perfect, and sure they’re definitely the most “affectionate” of the three main pairings, but every relationship needs a spark

for example: Bubbles is out here constantly having to restrain her anxiety, ADHD, allergic to everything chaos boyfriend. and it’s so funny

Boomer is either way too worried about something or he has no self control and doesn’t give a shit about what’ll happen if he tries something

he gives me very much “IM GONNA LIVE FOREVER except guys maybe we should stay inside just in case”

so this leads to Bubbles having to watch his every move. constantly. all the time. she has no way to predict his next move

she always has her hand gripping into his arm just in case he sees something shiny and decides to run after it

she can be easily exasperated but she loves him

on the flip side of that, no matter how tired she may be of his antics, she makes sure to let him know that she loves him

he worries a lot, and he needs validation. his love language is words of affirmation after all

so if she sees a hint of his face that he’s anxious, or if he gets a little too quiet, she’ll take him aside and talk to him

she also experienced her sister having panic attacks as she grew up, so she knows how to talk people down from them. this helps a lot with Boomer

Bubbles is a sweetheart, but if you fuck up around her she will come for your neck

Boomer supporter this 100%

*someone talks bad about her family or friends near earshot of Bubbles* *Bubbles jerks her head in that direction, a sinister smile slowly forming on her face*

“what. did you just say? :)”

*Boomer, popping his head put from behind Bubbles and giggling* “ooooh you better ruuuuun”

*queue Bubbles chasing the shit talker around for 20 minutes as Boomer watches on with popcorn in hand, every now and then cheering a supportive “PERIOD BABE YOU GET EM”

Boomer finds spa days very therapeutic so a good chunk of their dates end up being that

they very much force the reds and greens into triple dates

it’s mostly Bubbles’s idea, but who’s Boomer to say no to this angel of a woman?

so Boomer convinces everyone else on the group to agree with it. he hits up Buttercup and Blossom first, because besties, and they cave pretty quickly after the promise of forcing his brothers to pay

next task is getting his brothers in. Boomer goes home then gets on hands and knees to, yes, beg them

if they say no? he brings out the big guns and calls up their girlfriends. they immediately give in

Boomer does embroidery and for Bubbles’s birthday the year after they got together he gave her a bag with a bunch of little embroidered symbols and characters on it. she cried

in conclusion Boomer would do anything for his girlfriend and vice versa the end

[mimines]

Watching Jennifer's body for the first time

Hi Amanda

She's in Rehab ?

Oh shit she kicked the doctor

AND SPIT ON HER

Shit the doctor is spitting blood

They took her to a secluded room

Did she kill someone?

Did she kill Jennifer?

Oooh story starts now

Deep hole :3

Giving me my babysitter's a vampire vibes

Ewwww noooo who's drawing blood out of their arm

And who's perspective is this

Is this Jennifer?

HELLO MEGAN

Wtf that scared me

They were close

They're gorgeous

Cute couple

They have BFF necklaces

Chip's cute

IS THAT CHRIS PATT

The band's here

Her first victim ?

Hello Titty, I like that

Wait she can hear them ? Is she far from them or not ?

Does she like her ? Why did she remove her hand ?

What's happening? There is fire !!!

SAY SOMETHING WHY DOES NO ONE SEE IT

Too late loves

RUN PEOPLE

Kill this asshole

Is she acting or is she really shocked?

Wipe that smile off his face

Ooooh Chip is cuuute again

No one's in front of the door

BEHIND HER

WHO OPENS THE DORR WITHOUT CHECKING ANYWAY

Please no jump scare

TAKE SOMETHING AS A WEAPON WITH YOU

Hell no somethings behind the door right

No nothing

The house remind us me a little of the Geller house

Who stays indoors with the lights off

Oh shit shes here covered in blood

Yay ?

Uhm ? Explanation Miss ?

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SCREECH

Ewwwwwwwwwww what is that

THATS MOVING AND SHE'S STILL SMILING AND LAUGHING

NO HONEY RUN OUT OF YOUR HOME NOT THE PHONE

Well that's hot

She didn't bite her right ?

She ran away

Please no burned corpses

The rumors started already

Oh so they're childhood friends

So she's acting like nothing happened ?

The indian died btw ?

Oh shit 8 students died plus other people

What happened to the teacher's hand

She's telling Chip ?? Welp he's a goner

Oooh Collin's cute too

Chip's jealouuuuuuus

Found her new victim. He's still mourning over his loss 😭😭

Look at the baby deer 🥺🥺🥺🥺

AND BUNNIES

AND FOOOOOOX AND RACCOOOOON

Oh 😳

OH 😳

Oh shit OH SHIT OH SHIT

The teacher thinks he's letting his anger and sadness out 😭😭😭

LOOK AT THE FERRET

Wait that band didn't die ? Then who's blood was it ?

Oh he didn't die :(

Shit the teacher will find the body

He'll think it's the animals ?

OH FUCK EWWWW

Can deer eat meat ?

Oh hey Megan. Taking a dip after a murder

Oooh is it that scene where she burns her tongue

That's heartless Jenn

Well that's a feisty child

OH HERE IS THE SCENE

Yeah honey Chip's off limits

Oooh you can see that Jennifer's the only happy one thanks to the colors

Oooh will the band come back and she'll finally kill that idiot

Yeah that fangirl annoys me

Jennifer looks tired = new murder coming soon

NOOOOO NOT COLLIN

COLLIN PLEASE NO

DONT ASK HER OUT

Oh no is she gonna accept because the other said he's cool

Yeah he's a goner

Oh don't try to flirt with Chip

Is this how people initiate it ? It looks awkward especially to film

Here's our victim

Why are the street lights dim

What's with that face

Is it not her house ?

Yeah he's dead

You should RUN

IF YOU SEE A GOUSE LIKE THAT RUUUUUN

That condom looks like candy

So it's not her house

Thought only her room was fixed or smth

The stereotypes

OH SHIT

So Amanda knows something's happening

She's drinking the blood like it's from a river

She's attacking Amanda now ?

GO TO THE POLICE AMANDA NOT MOMMY

I feel bad for Amanda's vocal cords

I'm NoT gOiNg To BiTe YoU

SHE KISSED HER AND AMANDA'S RECIPROCATING IT

Miss ma'am you have a boyfriend

We'll finally know what happened

They're a cult ?

Are they the ones who made her like that?

So she WAS normal

They're gonna throw her in the hole?

Humm ... my laptop just tuned off and on by itself. Another thing like this and I'm sprinting tf out of here

Oh no no no no no no no

Why didn't you kill them when you "Woke up"

Are they your masters or smth ?

So it was HER blood

SHE KILLED THE INDIAN BOY

Same Collin' parents, same

Hey Chip

Awwww he's taking his sister ?

Collin's friends annoy me

.... Where are you going Chip ?

Oh no Chip ...

THE BITCH STOP LYING

He's best boi :(

Ugh this band again

DONT TOUCH HIM

SAVE YOUR MAN AMANDA

Oh no she bit him :(

THAT'S RIGHT AMANDA

But it's too late no ? He already lost lots of blood

She's flying now

You are insecure baby

THAT'S RIGHT CHIP

Wait where's that scene from Halsey's song ?

You'll need more than a tampon for that baby

Where are you going ?

And Chip ?

Noooo Chip :(

Stop being cute when you're dying

HE'S GONE 😭😭😭😭😭

Again I feel bad for Amanda's vocal cords

Please don't tell me they'll blame her

Her pic with Jennifer looks photoshopped

There are 14mins left, is she gonna take revenge?

Oh it's the scene from the beginning

She can smell her no ?

What if it was an illusion ?

SHE BIT HER

Everything was in the necklace ... ?

Stop being dramatic she's falling on the bed

Stabbed her

Oh no she caught her

Was she human ?

Did she imagine everything ?

SO SHE BECAME AN ALMOST DEMON

What are you gonna do outside anyways ?

Oh everything they threw in the hole came here

KILL THE BAND

Is she gonna follow Jennifer's footsteps ?

Ugh a pervert ?

Yup she's going for the band !!!

She's here babyy

HA HE GOT STABBED WITH THE SAME KNIFE HE BUTCHERED JENNIFER WITH

But where is the scene from Haley's song :((

Final note : 8/10

[salty-dracon]

Finally finishing up Caligula 2 with autotranslations. Last time we boss rush’d everyone but QP, Machina, and Mu-kun, the first because she’s on our side, the second because he’s the enemy of our enemy and actually an ok guy driven to extremes, and the third because.... I’m not sure what’s up with him specifically. He’s gone a bit off the deep end. I’m surprised we never fought him considering there’s no junction where he could have died, as far as I know, like with Shadow Knife. We also learned that [MAJOR FUCKING PLOT TWISTS] Regret is a human girl named Sayako and Bluffman is actually her father.

(I’m just rewatching a streamer play this last section and he was like “OHHHHH” at that last reveal. He appears to struggle with the Bluffman boss fight for 25 minutes.)

Also I checked out what the “bad ending” is. It’s back in Kranke’s level, the murder hospital. You actually have a choice there on whether or not you kill Marie. If you choose to kill her, you stab her with your knife, and she thanks you with tears in her eyes as she dies. The others all mourn her death. Suddenly, she reawakens as Wicked, that crazy ass that tried to kill everyone in the first game. (God, her sprites are scary!) She reintroduces herself as Marie Mizuguchi, an Ostinato Musician, and says that both she and Amabuki are the real Marie, and the Marie they met was simply her enveloped in a dream. She says that since it’s the end of her life, she might as well have some fun, shouts out “Cosmo Dancer” for some reason, and then attacks us. We have a boss fight with her. When we defeat her, she lies dying on the ground, and says that even as she’s dying, she can say she had a pretty good time. That included with us, the new Go-Home Club, too. Since, presumably, she actually dies there, it means that Redo, which was built on her Micro Mobius, will come crashing down, which presumably means that everyone escapes. So yeah, bad ending.

Back to the main story and god ending. Bluffman confirms that Regret is a human, gets roasted by the entire Go-Home Club, screams his daughter’s name at the altar as she refuses to give him power, and then...

HOLY FUCKING SHIT BLUFFMAN JUST GOT STABBED TO DEATH BY THE SPACE CLOWN HOW MANY PLOT TWISTS CAN THIS GAME THROW AT US WHAT THE FUCK

How did we not even see this colorful-ass space clown hiding in the shadows? I mean this guy is in a fake astronaut suit covered in colorful patches. With a knife. Who keeps giving these kids knives???

It appears that Mu-kun was told that Bluffman was Thorn, and was invited to Redo by Bluffman using Thorn’s name. Thorn was the leader of the Ostinato Musicians in Mobius, and one of the main antagonists of the previous game. Mu-kun says he is an insult to Thorn and her fans, and Bluffman reveals that he just wanted to use Mu-kun as a test case, and that he was easily fooled by using Natsume Asuka’s name. Mu-kun then stabs him, leaving Bluffman to die as he says that he gave up his entire life and career for his daughter. Mu-kun restates that he does, in fact, have talent, and everyone else is wrong. The altar starts glowing- Regret has made contact.

Gin: RUN BITCHES RUUUUUN!

Anyway we ran past them. Surprised we managed to get past the SPACE CLOWN WITH A KNIFE. Bluffman calls out Sayako’s name one more time as he calls the Metaverse-Es down on him and Mu-kun, presumably absorbing them both.

We get a funny scene where Machina carries QP in the sky above the church. She says he’s changed, he says she’s changed, she says they both don’t know anything about each other... she asks for his WIRE ID... didn’t we already basically confirm that Machina is a little kid and QP is at least in her mid-twenties?

[lokidiabolus]

The Deal - Bonus

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel (web series)

Pairing: Alastor / Angel Dust

Warnings: human!Angel Dust (Anthony), Deal with a devil AU

Summary: Sometimes you had nobody to spend the Christmas with. Sometimes you didn’t want to. Sometimes you took a chalk and drew a pentagram on the floor fully ready to deal with anything that would come out as an alternative to self-pity occurring otherwise.

or

The time when Anthony thought if he can’t get anybody to love him properly, he can just make a deal with a devil and find out what affection feels like. Alastor thinks this mortal is pitiful beyond belief and concede. Cuddles happen.

Can be found on Ao3.

Notes: I swear NOW it’s done lmao.

Unbetad!

2024, 275th day

It was rather unexpected to see this kind of development, when it came to the form Anthony took in Hell. When Alastor gave it some thought here and there (more often than he would admit, granted), he could imagine Anthony as some sort of cat demon the most. There was something feline about the man when alive – the unpredictability maybe? He wasn’t sure.

So when the Hell opened to swallow yet another sinner – and the sinner was his beau – his expectations were about everywhere but in what he actually saw once he located the trembling creature in the Pentagram outskirts.

A spider demon. White as fallen snow, but covered in his own blood, six arms and two long, long legs and tear stained face, trembling in Alastor’s arms like a frightened child. The last few months of Anthony’s life were fluctuating and the more Alastor had to stay in Hell to deal with Vox, the more Anthony’s light was dimming, and Alastor knew that, he saw what was happening, how the will was weakening and the desire to join him here winning over. A selfish, petty part of him thought good, finally, come to me but at the same time Anthony was young, so, so young to die, it made him indecisive and when was the last time he felt like that? If ever? Not even during his own life and death he never doubted, but with Anthony… he wanted him to be his without remorse. No regrets, no sadness over his life ending.

But now here he was. Finally calming down, the trembling subsiding, the pain from his face easing away until he was just resting in Alastor’s arms, breathing deeply. An adorable spider, caught in the web of his own inner demons… maybe it was fitting.

***

“You are pouting for an hour already.”

“I’m sorry to rain on yer parade, but I’m a fuckin’ spider monster,” Anthony flashed him an unhappy sneer and glared at his reflection in the mirror for umpteenth time, his eyes narrowing, sharp teeth baring just to growl and turn away from it once more. “Who fuckin’ picks this? What did I do to deserve bein’ a six-armed horror?!”

“But imagine how good are you going to be at hugging,” Alastor couldn’t stop himself from grinning, even though Anthony was clearly distressed by his new look, but there was simply no reason to be. He was such an adorable creature, white and pink and soft and cushy. If he wasn’t walking around like a ticking bomb, swearing at each step, Alastor would definitely be trying the new cuddle arrangement. But there was time for everything.

There was eternity for them now.

“I could hug with two arms just fine!”

“Maybe I would like to be hugged with six,” Alastor shot back, which stopped Anthony in his stomping with a defeated sigh.

“But… spider,” he whined, gesturing to his lanky body and abundance of limbs, and ironically all Alastor could see was a cute pouty face and dangerous claws he honestly found threateningly appealing – all six clawed hands with them. Anthony just couldn’t see past the shock yet, but Alastor had means to make him so.

“And a deer,” the red-eyed demon smiled at him from the table he was sitting behind.

“All ya have is a cute Bambi tail and ears, big deal,” Anthony rolled his eyes – his unevenly coloured eyes, Alastor mentally added, which was fascinating – and glanced down at his feet with a frown.

“If that is all you can see, then I suppose I am a lucky man,” Alastor tapped on one of the radios near him and smooth jazz started playing. True, he never had a single issue with his demonic appearance, even when he first arrived here. At this regard he was always a perfectionist, so all of him the others could see was perfectly tailored to show his dominance. Nothing about him was cute, no matter what Anthony was saying. Not the tail, not the ears. He was an Overlord, demons feared him.

Well, except of this particular case, that is. But Anthony was special, he was allowed.

“Oh yeah, I forgot, handsome guys are scary as fuck,” Anthony grumbled, but there was some sort of playfulness in his voice, which signalized his mood was getting better. “Pretty sure all demons just run at sight of ya, oh nooo. Pretty guy inbound, ruuuuun~.”

“They do run though,” Alastor smiled at him sweetly. “Different circumstances though.”

“Yer dad jokes, huh,” the pretty spider smirked at him, softening the rudeness. “Don’t blame them.”

“Now now, Anthony,” Alastor tapped his claws against the table, stopping any other eventual teasing that would definitely follow, because Anthony never left things at only one jab when he had a chance. “If you are done with your moping, how about you come here?”

There was an evident hesitation in the demon’s features, insecurity written in his whole body language, but Alastor was patient and willing to show him there was nothing to feel insecure about. Only proud.

He tilted his head to the side, eyes narrowing, and Anthony let out a squeak when a pair of shadowy hands curled around his waist, gently pushing him forward like walking a child on the first day out.

“Aww, hi Al Junior,” Anthony cooed back at the Shadow, which gave him a raggedy grin in return. Evidently too happy to see him, that for sure. Even more evidently appreciative about Anthony’s new look as well. “Haven’t seen ya both in one room yet, that’s new.”

The Shadow waddled him all the way to Alastor’s desk and nuzzled his neck from behind, obviously delighted about the experience. Anthony patted him with one of the six hands, still not that good at coordinating them all, apparently, and Alastor cleared his throat while tapping against the table again.

One more nuzzle and then the shadow slithered away, blending into the walls, and Alastor would have sworn if it could, it would stick its tongue at him.

“Hehe,” Anthony looked happy though, which was amendable, and then finally circled the mahogany desk and stood next to Alastor comfortably sitting in his chair. He let himself to be touched on his thin waist, lower on his hip, then back up on his chest – fluffy chest, if anybody asked, so, so fluffy – and then let Alastor took one of his hands and gently pull him on his lap, sitting on his legs carefully like he could shatter any moment.

“There~,” Alastor crooned. “Not that hard, was it?”

“Might be even easier with the voice,” Anthony suggested meekly, like he was asking for something risky, and Alastor circled one of his arms around his waist and touched his face with the other.

“Whateva you want, darlin’,” he spoke softly and Anthony’s smile widened. “Feelin’ better now?”

“Yeah…” the spider demon nodded curtly. “Still weird, but I’ll get over it.”

“Don worry, I’ll be there fer you every step on da way,” Alastor tilted his head down and gently pressed their lips together. “Promise.”

He was right – six armed hugs were absolute heaven.

***

2024, 277th day

“Huh.”

Alastor took several more steps before he realized Anthony stopped all of sudden, staring at the vending machine sitting between dark corners of dubious streets filled with vermin. He was staring at the lowest button, head tilted, and Alastor returned to him with a silent question in his eyes.

Not that Anthony noticed, his eyes were glued to the vending machine with something akin to wonder, and when Alastor glanced down at the point of the spider’s interest, he noticed Angel Dust written there in all italics.

“Fuckin’ swell, huh,” Anthony mumbled more to himself than to Alastor, judging from his expression. “That this would be here too.”

Alastor knew how Anthony died, of course he did. PCP overdose might have come as a surprise, but at the same time they talked about it when Anthony’s heart was still beating. His coping mechanism, his addiction, his attachment to something that could ease the state of despair. If Vox didn’t get in Alastor’s way, maybe there would be a possibility to prolong his life for few more years.

But then again Alastor would be lying if he said he regretted having Anthony here with him, finally. He wasn’t that much of a good guy for playing a Good Samaritan (if even a little, honestly), and if Anthony wasn’t in such a bad state at the beginning of their deal, he would probably (definitely) drag him to Hell right away, especially after being asked to be killed from the get go.

“Anything you can think of,” Alastor commented. “Any drug. Any alcohol. Any poison. Any weapon. It is all here. And worse.”

“Hell yeah,” Anthony chuckled bitterly and averted his eyes from the nameplate, little raw at the edges, vulnerable. Still so new, still so open. “Oh well. Sorry. Let’s go.”

Alastor made sure they didn’t pass any other vending machine on their way back to the Radio Tower.

***

2024, 285th day

It wasn’t like he wanted to make a habit of spying on Anthony, but once the spider demon left the tower on his own and ventured to the city, he had his reasons to make sure he would make it back home in one piece. Barely any demon would notice the shadow of a person was different unless really looking, and he kind of doubted Anthony would meet anybody like that on his first independent stroll anyway.

There wasn’t much the spider had planned, from the way he behaved outside. He just wandered around, peeking into shops and avoiding trouble, then peeking into more shops, got some clothes and then practiced his totally not six armed spider act when he managed to hide the middle set of arms like they were never there. Alastor didn’t know he could actually do that, but he was impressed anyway.

He had several cat-calling demons around whistling at him while skilfully flipping them off, and in case they wouldn’t be deterred, the Shadow blinked at them menacingly and they scuttered to dark corners like filthy rats.

It was nothing out of ordinary until a dark purple limo stopped at the edge of the sidewalk he walked on, pulling down the window just to reveal the Princess of Hell herself smiling nervously, calling at Anthony in her bright princess-y voice. Now that was interesting for sure.

“Hey,” Anthony blinked in surprise at her sudden invitation to get in, obviously not having a single clue who the girl was. “Daddy told me not to talk to strangers.”

Alastor totally did not choke on that.

The princess laughed, bright and happy and shook her head while opening the doors of the limo wide open.

“We won’t do anything bad,” she assured him, and there was another girl next to her in the car, though Alastor had never met her. Her displeased expression was spot on though. The princess dragged her closer, leaning her near the opening of the doors. “I’m Charlie, this is Vaggie! We just want to talk a little?”

“Ya can talk with me standing right ‘ere,” Anthony crossed all his four arms, eyes looking her up and down, not budging. “Whaddya want?”

“Weeeeell-,”

“What is your name, mister?” Vaggie stared him down pointedly, her voice sharp as a knife. Anthony visibly hesitated, then glanced away to the rest of the street. They talked about it shortly after Anthony got to Hell – not everybody wanted to keep their human name. Alastor did because he was not a fan of aliases, The Radio Demon nickname just happened on its own. Anthony didn’t seem to be in need of getting any kind of demon name either, but now there was an obvious reluctance in his features.

“Angel Dust,” he looked back at them, the drug name slipping past his lips. Intriguing. “Ya can call me Angel, toots.”

Vaggie didn’t look impressed but Charlie was smiling like a sunshine. When they started spouting nonsense about rehabilitating a demon in one of a repurposed royal family’s buildings, Alastor laughed so hard he almost let the Shadow spill it out.

It was only an hour later when Angel burst into the Radio Tower, dropped the shopping bags and yelled:

“Ya won’t fuckin’ believe what I’m just gonna tell ya, I shit ya not!”

Just few days later the 666 News broadcasted Charlie’s plan live (with an immense failure in the reception, but that was expected) and Alastor got a brilliant idea. Out of everybody involved, Charlie was probably on the board of it the most.

***

2024, 300th day

The hotel was a whack. It was a total fucking ruin in dire need of reconstruction. Angel didn’t know what the hell was repurposed here, but it must have been hiding in a basement because the rest of it screamed ancient. Not that any part of Hell was pretty or anything, but at least some of it had class. Ironically the most class was visible in the Lust circle in porn studios, but Angel was not getting even near of that filthy lair, that for sure (not to mention Alastor didn’t even let him wander too close, probably for a good reason. Said something about moths. Angel didn’t question it).

Niffty made a bit more presentable though, scurrying around the hallways like a sonic Roomba and at least the entrance hall looked nicer once Alastor was done with it.

Alastor The Radio Demon, Angel learned. An Overlord even. Vaggie was super into telling him how bad and evil and absolute horror-ish Alastor was, how bloodthirsty and merciless, and Angel just thought of his Bambi tail wagging when they hugged and kind of spaced out.

Sure, guy had a reputation. Angel saw some flattering posters in the 666 News studios with BEWARE !!! HIM and RADIO SOUNDS = STAY AWAY and DO NOT FUCK WITH HIM but if Alastor was anything, a cuddler would be the right description. Also probably a cold-hearted murderer, but nobody was perfect.

He told the girls he was new and had barely any kind of comprehension of Hell’s inner workings back there when they stopped in in the city, and obviously that immediately must have raised red flags when he got to the Hotel just few days later with Alastor leading him in and keeping him close like a pet on an invisible leash (though not really a pet, Angel was just super amused by the height difference, so he stuck close to him for shit and giggles).

“You can stay here, Angel,” Charlie was just telling him in a shushed whisper when they walked through the hallways, Alastor several steps in front of them, looking around with wide smile on his face. Fucker was definitely enjoying it, but even Angel felt rather giddy about it.

“Here?” he imitated her low voice and she quickly glanced towards Alastor humming a tune and twirling his microphone.

“You know. If you need a place to stay,” she gestured towards the deer demon quickly.

Oh. Oh. She thought he feared Alastor or something? Or that Alastor kept him around against his will? A big bad Overlord and a newbie, what else would she think, right?

“Can’t do, Cha-Cha, made a deal with this guy,” he made finger guns pointed at the red-clothed figure with his all four arms. “Hands are tied.”

“Oh,” Charlie’s eyes widened for a second, like she was saying oh no, you fucked for good, gurl and then hesitantly nodded. “I see. But… I mean. It depends on the deal, of course, but… If you needed to stay away or something, you understand?”

“I fear that just won’t do, my dear!” Alastor’s voice thundered through the hallway cheerily, loud as fuck, even though he was standing few meters away from them. “I own his heart, you see. He cannot leave even if he wanted to.”

Charlie’s eyes widened even more, and Angel had to bite his lips to stop himself from laughing. How fucking vague, just playing it like Angel was suffering in the Radio Demon presence.  

“Isn’t that right, my dear Angel?”

“Oh yes, poor me,” the spider demon swooned dramatically. “Can’t leave ever! He’d totally find me and cu-,” ddle me to death, he wanted to say, Alastor’s eyes warning him not to, “-t me to death! Double death even.”

Charlie started to visibly panic. Oh damn, she was so naïve, it was fun.

“Do not be alarmed, princess,” Alastor assured her with a chuckle. “No cutting needed. Angel is quite knowledgeable in his duties.”

“Pffft.”

“Aren’t you, my dear.”

“’bsolutely,” Angel saluted him. “Controlled by fear and fear only.”

There was a mischievous gleam in Alastor’s eyes right before he turned around and continued his way through the raggedy hotel, resuming the tune. Angel patted the small woman on the top of her head, but still wasn’t sure if she got it was all a joke or she unironically feared for his life.

***

2024, 304th day

She feared for his life. She kept on trying to get him to stay overnight in the hotel for therapies and fun activities and movie nights and Angel was wondering how to break it out to her without revealing Alastor was a big softie who liked to snuggle in bed (and honestly he liked it even more now, in Hell, and Angel was wondering if it was because he was fluffier or because Alastor was just happy he didn’t need to keep fearing if he didn’t leave the stove or lights on in Radio Tower when up in the land of living).

From all he gathered during the days he spent in Hell by now, Alastor was a big thing around the Pentagram City. As one of the Overlords and one not hellborn on top of that he harnessed tremendous power through fear, his shady as fuck deals and radio broadcasts where he delivered the carnage for everybody to hear. Angel didn’t listen to any yet, but he was sure he would eventually, when Alastor would feel like letting him on it.

“She thinks yer abusing me,” he said while petting the red hair gently, lying on his back in the bed. The red sheets were silky and felt really nice around him and he doubted Alastor owned anything that was not red or black, like a walking, talking stereotype. Classy though.

“I am abusin’ you,” Alastor agreed from Angel’s fluffy chest, where his face was buried. He had been cuddling Angel for the past hour, like it was one of those days when he didn’t feel like being big bad deer and just stayed in the tower, making Angel spoil him. Then there were days he didn’t feel like being touched at all, unless it was at night when sleeping, and Angel was starting to be a real pro in reading those moods in his natural environment. Sometimes Al Junior gave him a hint even before Alastor appeared in flesh, and it was appreciated. Alastor wasn’t really making a big fuss when touched in his untouchable mood but the way he stiffened was red enough light for Angel to give him space.

“Yeah, yer a menace, I need to pee for like twenty minutes now,” Angel sighed and his poor bladder with him.

“Unfortunate.”

“Well, it’s yer bed I’m gonna pee in, so suit yerself,” he shrugged and Alastor huffed out a laugh. It was nice he could laugh at Angel’s crude jokes now, since before he just told him off.

“Don worry ‘bout the demon belle,” Alastor mumbled sleepily. “She’s just too nice fer her own good.”

“Aw, she’s a cutie tho,” Angel pulled a little at Alastor’s ear and it flicked. “Enthusiastic and all that shit, I guess ye don’t see that down here often.”

“Barely,” Alastor hummed.

“Well, if anybody can rehabilitate a demon, it’s her,” Angel pulled the other ear and it flicked too. Cute.

“Mmm,” his companion let out. “Don’t be too much of a good boy, darlin’. I refuse to part wit you.”

“Don’t worry ‘bout that,” Angel chuckled warmly at Alastor affectionate speech. “They’d have to kill me to take me away from ya.”

“You ‘nd me both.”

Angel thought if Charlie saw Alastor like this, she’d definitely coo at him. Honestly, he kind of wanted her to, for funsies, but maybe it was better to leave sleeping deer lie.

***

2024, 310th day

“Cupcakes?!”

“Ugh.”

Angel ignored Alastor’s sound of distaste and grabbed Charlie’s hands in all four of his, eyes shining.

“Ya mean like real ones?! Not like… sugar water ones, right?” He was craving sweet things and Hell had shit. The best things came from topside and apparently not as many demons ventured there for ingredients, so Angel was seriously super low on sugar.

“Yeah!” she smiled at him happily and nodded towards the kitchen because he was still holding her hands like a vice, but she seemed to be fine with it. “We thought we could try baking them tonight!”

Another obvious attempt to get him stay the night, he knew. But cupcakes. It was like… the only bait that could potentially work, apart from Frappuccino orgy and pole dancing. She gave a vibe like she wouldn’t condone the latter though.

He sent Alastor a pleading puppy eyes and the demon let out a defeated sigh. He didn’t even need to say anything, he was just done. Angel didn’t blame him, he was bothering him about sweets for days now and since Alastor disliked those, he was driving a hard bargain every damn day.

 It was an obvious plan, really. The baking didn’t start before nine in the evening and Charlie made sure only the patients were attending, which meant only Angel, really (the hotel didn’t have many patients so far, and by many I mean none) and Charlie as a main helper. Vaggie joined them around half past nine with a badly hidden curiosity and Niffty kept running around, sweeping crumbs that had the audacity to touch the floor, and if she had nothing to sweep, she helped them with filling the forms, quite skilled for such a little lady.

“Here I thought Husky would be leading the baking party,” Angel commented when they put the first batch into the oven and Vaggie made a snorting noise somewhere behind the counter.

“Busy pouring drinks for Happy face,” she shot back while mixing the dough in the bowl. “He’s lounging at the bar like a shark, just waiting for a drop of blood.”

“Fitting,” Angel had to agree, though in much better light than Vaggie meant it. Charlie’s enthusiastic expression fell slightly and Angel just knew she got him here for a talk or two. Maybe even an all-nighter.

“Angel,” she started, swiping her hair behind her ear like she always did when nervous. “I know you said you made a deal with him and all-,”

“Careless of you, by the way,” Vaggie added with a sigh. “His deals always have a catch; you can never win.”

Angel leaned against the counter, giving them his full attention, which seemed to encourage Charlie a little. Maybe it was for the best to get them let it out of their chests and then ease their minds, no matter what Alastor would say about it. He knew his partner enjoyed people grasping for straws and worry, but neither Charlie or Vaggie deserved that – in both death and life combined they were the nicest girls he ever talked to, when he didn’t count his mum and sister. Sure, Vaggie was sharp as the spear she used, and Charlie had a naivety of a child, but they meant well, and he had to admit he was fond of them.

“I don’t doubt that,” he made a vague hand gesture for them to continue.

“He found you the moment you got to Hell, right?” Charlie asked with caution of a dancer on a nail bed.

“Well… yeah.” Not a lie. But he already belonged to him anyway, so it was not the moment of import as they thought it was.

“Can you tell us what the deal was about? Maybe we could help you somehow,” she smiled hopefully, and Angel took a deep breath.

“Ah, crap. Cha-Cha, I didn’t think you’d take it so seriously,” he scratched his head. “We were just playin’, you know. It’s not like he’s ever gonna hurt me or anythin’. Or cut me or whatever we said before.”

She didn’t look convinced. Fair.

“The only danger I’m in, and I mean, that’s a fact,” he crossed his arms on his chest. “It’s that he won’t let me get up from the bed when I need to pee. Like. That’s how lazy he is, ya know. Just not moving. Just stayin’ in.”

Okay, might have not been the best example, he realized when Charlie just stared at him and Vaggie’s upper lip curled into a sneer. Did he just make Alastor into a sexual predator?

“We just sleep together,” he assured them with all four hands raised. That didn’t help either. Charlie looked at Vaggie with tight-lipped expression and Vaggie seemed not wanting to be part of the conversation at all.

“No sex,” he added for good measure. “At all. Zero. Nada.”

Disbelieving stares. Even Nifftys’, she stopped sweeping, that’s how much she didn’t believe it.

“I mean… does he look to you as somebody wanting to fuck all night or…?”

“Ugh, Lucifer help us,” Vaggie groaned while smacking her forehead. Charlie looked unsure and huh. Interesting. Sure, Alastor was always making an impression, but he didn’t know Charlie potentially thought of him as somebody with sexual drive. But then again, Angel was probably biased, knowing him for the asexual he was.

“Okay, let me… get you on a secret,” he conceded in a low voice. “I made a deal with Alastor ‘bout four years ago.”

“I thought you said you’re new?” Charlie blinked in surprise and Vaggie raised an eyebrow. She was definitely onto him now; he saw the realization in her face.

“You were still alive,” she said in a shocked voice. “You made a deal with him when you were still a human.”

“Yeah,” he confirmed her words with a small smile. “I summoned him on Christmas Eve, and we made a deal that day. And four years later I fucked up my life and here I am. He just collected what belonged to him, is all. He’s not forcing me to do anything, ya know. I wanna be with him on my free will.”

“Or so you think,” Vaggie added with a frown. “Never thought about it?”

“No, never,” he refused immediately. “I get it, toots. He’s a big, scary Overlord here. He kills people. I mean this is Hell, of course he won’t be paintin’ their nails, right.”

She just stared at him with the same expression.

“But ya gotta believe me on this. Al is… well. He’s…” he rubbed his neck with a nervous laugh. “I don’t wanna sound corny as fuck. I just like ‘im. Like a lot.”

The oven dinged into the heavy silence and Charlie was the first who reacted, probably happy for a break in the flow. The cupcakes looked like a treat and Angel was kind of glad when they got into decorating and neither of the girls pressed him for more. Niffty did give him shifty looks though, probably still thinking they were going at it as rabbits behind the closed doors.

 Alastor was still at the bar sipping bourbon from a tumbler when Angel was finally allowed to leave the kitchen around midnight, full to bursting. They burned the first batch a little, but he blamed the talk rather than their culinary skills.

“You seem unperturbed,” the red eyed demon commented when Angel sat down next to him and put a small basket with cupcakes on the counter. Husker behind the bar eyed it with disdain and took a swing of his bottle instead.

“Well, takes more than that to ruffle my feathers, ya know,” he grinned. “Not amused by my choice of words in there?”

“I quite approve, actually,” Alastor sipped his drink again. “Except of making me into a sexual deviant, thank you very much for that, darlin’.”

“That one slipped out on accident,” Angel chuckled. The expression of the girls made the misstep worth it though. “I kinda didn’t want to give out yer a cuddle monster but had no idea how to explain properly. Charlie might have troubles to look ya in the eyes for some time.”

“I can live with that,” Alastor shook his head. “I will make sure to let you get up when you need to pee from now on at least.”

“Somebody kill me again…” Husker grumbled and dragged down the cage with a grunt, locking the alcohol behind it. “I’m fucking leaving.” And with that he shuffled away from the bar with an unhappy flap of his wings until they were alone in the hall, staring at the place he disappeared at.

Angel snorted and Alastor drank the rest of his bourbon before standing up as well and offering a hand for Angel to take.

“Shall we go home then? Or do they want to keep you here so I can’t ravish you tonight?” he asked like it was no biggie to use home and ravish in one breath and Angel felt his face heating up, probably from all that sugar, before he took the hand in his and stumbled up.

“Home…” he mewled, grabbing the basket. “Please.”

“As you wish, cher.” Alastor’s voice was low and warm and Angel really had to think more on how to express to the girls on how much he loved this man, no voodoo involved.

***

2024, 325th day

There were several parlours in the hotel, most of them in terrible state of neglect, except of one Angel found by sheer coincidence one day and then made it his secret hideout for lazing around with music on. He got a permission from Charlie to paint the walls and adjust the place to his own liking, since it was in the second floor and basically nobody came there anyway. He planned to ask her for a pole as well, but that could wait – one step at the time, as they say.

He mostly used it for busying himself, since there was always something to do, and if he didn’t feel like working, he could always just dance to songs Alastor didn’t find fancy enough to play in the Radio Tower and it did the trick.

To Angel’s delight Alastor visited the Hotel often, but even when he didn’t have time or didn’t feel like it (though he never explicitly stated I don’t feel like going today, really, but Angel could tell when he had to do something and when he just said it), Angel ventured here by himself, much to Charlie’s excitement every time she saw him (it was actually pretty heart-warming, really. Though it also kind of sucked he felt welcomed in Hell a lot more than he ever did during his life).

“Look at you, so busy,” a static voice interrupted Angel’s reminiscing while absentmindedly scraping the remaining tattered wallpaper off the wall, and before he could turn around in surprise, Alastor was already standing next to him, inspecting the wall with raised eyebrows before glancing back down on Angel squatting at the bottom. “No fun therapy today? Or is the manual labour Charlie’s idea.”

“Yer the only fun around here, Smiles,” Angel grinned at him cheekily. “Didn’t expect ya today though.”

It was one of those I have something to do excuses while meaning I just don’t feel like rainbows today and Angel respected that. Seeing him here all of sudden was a nice bonus and he wondered if he even checked with Charlie first or she had no idea he arrived.

“Surprises are my speciality,” the Radio Demon said, eyes skimming from every part of the parlour critically. “Which this place is, to be honest. Less of a dump than the rest of the hotel, though.”

“Yeah, it’s more neglected than tattered,” Angel agreed and put the scraper down. “Yer gonna help me paint?” He nudged Alastor’s leg with his knee and the Radio Demon seemed to ponder that. He was more of a let do my totally not cursed magic do the work rather than actually attending himself – unless it came to cooking – so Angel didn’t expect him to actually take off his coat, neatly fold it on one of the barstools and roll up his sleeves, which meant business. Angel liked when it meant business. He liked it a lot.

“I can do that for a while,” Alastor hummed and the spider demon didn’t know if he was that bored or if it was his way of asking for attention but both were cute, especially when he meant to join Angel in this. “Can’t let you have all the fun now, can I.”

“Tsk tsk, what would others say, an Overlord painting walls by hand,” Angel stood up, his upper set of hands dropping on Alastor’s shoulders and the demon let him with half lidded eyes and a smile on his lips.

“Hmm.”

“And by an ordinary fuckin’ paint too. Not even blood!” he gasped and Alastor took him by his waist and pulled him close.

“Mmmmm.”

“Yer riskin’ your reputation just for me?” the spider demon leaned back in theatrical swoon. “Oh, Alastor!”

“Literally only for you,” the deer demon purred back at him, holding him by the waist, letting him lean back so his head almost touched the floor, and if somebody walked in at that point, it would raise some serious questions, especially when Angel curled one of his legs around Alastor’s hips.

That’s why Charlie did arrive at exactly that point, Angel’s name on her lips, just to stutter to complete halt in between the doors, staring.

“Oh… hey, Princess,” Angel greeted her from basically upside down, Alastor not letting go or making any other move to remedy their positioning. “Didn’t hear ya comin’.”

“I… can see that,” her eyes switched from one to another. “Wanted to ask if you want to join us for lunch… both of you.”

She peered at the Radio Demon with raised eyebrows and that apparently made him get back to reality since he finally pulled Angel back up – still not letting go of his waist – but his hands were mostly just resting rather than holding. Angel dutifully put his leg down as well and earned a small cough from the princess.

Awkward.

“Would be my pleasure, sweetheart,” the static buzzed in a jolly tune and the Radio demon focused back on Angel, his expression softer than Angel would expect, given Charlie’s ogling. “Now shall we, darlin’?”

“We shall,” Angel grinned back at him and genuinely didn’t expect Alastor to grab his face and smooch him on the spot, then let go and leave the parlour with a happy twirl of the microphone he summoned out of thin air.

Charlie’s jaw was probably on the floor, but Angel’s was kinda too, so at least they matched.

***

“I’m just saying it looked like I interrupted something intimate, that’s all!”

“Juuuust please bury me somewhere alreadyyyyyy,” Angel whined, and Charlie patted him gently on his head like a dog she got in the pet store. Vaggie looked mildly interested in the conversation and that was bad news. They were the only ones in the dining room now, Alastor, that sneaky bastard, just poofed home once they finished the lunch, singing some happy tune and obviously left all this to Angel to deal with. Husker disappeared almost immediately, definitely knowing something horrible was going to happen and Angel didn’t even see Niffty the whole lunch.

“I think it was rather sweet?” she tried again, and Angel groaned and hid his head between his legs. “I suppose it gave me a bit more perspective of you two now!”

“Seriously, what did happen there?” Vaggie stared at them both, perplexed, as if she wasn’t here at the lunch where Charlie asked Alastor if he ever thought of spending the night in the hotel with Angel, in Angel’s room, to get the full hotel experience. She specifically said Angel’s room because she had no fucking filter and probably also because Alastor seemed to mightily approve of her choice of words and Angel’s utter mortified expression. The more frustrated Angel became, the wider was Alastor’s smile.

“They just kissed,” Charlie happily announced and yeah, Vaggie’s expression of total and utter disgust was spot on. “But it was cute!”

“Ya thought we were fuckin’ there at first!” Angel huffed. “And now ya say it was cute?”

“Well, you weren’t…” she rolled her hands around. “You know. And I know you said you don’t do that! So, I believe you!”

“Now ya believe me,” his eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Because of one obnoxious smooch?”

“Was it obnoxious?”

“He made a show out of it, ‘fcourse it was!” Angel groused, expecting Alastor to be real smooth about it later. Just helping he was going to say, for sure. Totally not making Angel want to hide under a rug and stay there because he was caught smooching the Radio Demon (though anybody else doing the smooch would be resting in pieces by now, so maybe it was more like a praise than a handicap, but still) and the Princess of Hell being the witness.

“I’m sorry I didn’t believe you before though,” Charlie sat a bit closer, clacking the chair with her until she could put her arm around Angel’s shoulders. “I guess I’m still a little surprised to see Radio demon actually possessing a beating heart.”

“A heart of his own, not the hearts he had stolen,” Vaggie added matter-of-factly. “Just for the record.”

“Thanks, Vaggie,” Angel huffed, but she was probably right anyway. “But it wasn’t like… why would one stupid show-off kiss make ya suddenly play a different tune?”

“Weeeell…” Charlie nervously looked away and Angel just knew.

“Ya were totally eavesdroppin’!” he pointed at her accusingly. “Holy shit, Cha-Cha, the Princess of Hell and ya just-!”

“Okay, okay!” she batted his hand down, her cheeks redder than normally he would even say steam was coming from her ears. “I might have been eavesdropping here and there-.”

“Here and there?” Angel couldn’t believe that. “So, there was more? Damn, you only act like an innocent girl, huh?”

“I was just worried!” she squeaked like a toy being squeezed too much. “I thought if he was being bad to you, I could save you somehow, but…”

Angel felt like the words actually physically smacked him over the face. Charlie, the bloody Princess of Hell, a hellborn demoness that knew him for how long? A month? This girl right there was caring for his wellbeing? She was ready to save him from an Overlord? Just because… because of what?

“But… why?” he couldn’t help but stare at her, eyes wide. “Why would ya go that far for a random sinner?”

Her face lit up with the most honest smile he had ever seen, like a puppy being petted for the first time even after peeing on the carpet, and Angel’s lower lip trembled in repressed sob she absolutely noticed, because of course she would.

“Because I care, Angel,” she pulled the chair even closer, so they were touching with their sides. “You’re my friend!”

“I bet ya say this to every girl ya meet,” he laughed trough ugly sobs and damn, that was so humiliating, he was going to need a real therapy after this.

“Just roll with it,” he heard from Vaggie, but couldn’t even look at her because Charlie was suddenly smooshing his face against her chest in a bear hug, petting him with cooing noises.

Holy shit, yeah, that was so going into a mental vault, Angel was so thoroughly embrassed.

And the worst thing was – he liked it. It was the nicest, warmest, the most awkward and cringiest thing he had ever experienced, and he did lots of shit in his life for this to top it all. Even Vaggie patted him awkwardly on his back in her way of showing support, and it only made him sob more.

It was probably good Alastor was fucking gone for this. That would be suicidal.

***

“Now wasn’t Charlie nice?”

Obviously Alastor was aware of everything. Angel didn’t even question it, especially not when he saw Al Junior peering at him from behind the Radio Demon, his smile wide and raggedy, as if he was not a spy master of gigantic proportions.

Alastor’s study was all lit up with the owner sitting behind the table, smiling at Angel softly. He only had a red shirt slightly unbuttoned from the top and his pants, but otherwise the rest was off, and it somehow added to the hominess Angel felt in the Radio Tower.

“Ya knew she was spying on us, didn’t ya,” Angel walked closer, stopping only a step away from the table. “Several times.”

“I would be a terrible Overlord if anybody could spy on me so easily, wouldn’t you agree,” Alastor grinned proudly, because obviously he would be proud of that in this regard. “There were no words able to sway the demon belle anyway. I may not be safest bet in any other regard, but for you, I am the safe heaven.”

“Mmm.”

“I was just trying to help.” There it was. “The situation was rather dire, as you sure agree.”

“I’m not upset, Al,” Angel breathed out with a small laugh. “I’m just… kinda offline right now. It was tiring as fuck.”

Alastor understood, that much was obvious. When he stood up and reached for Angel’s hands so he could lead him to the bedroom for a good night sleep, Angel had a fleeting worry of this all not being real, of waking up eventually in the hospital because somebody found him in the dirty bathroom of the club he overdosed himself in, and they managed to save him. And he would so fucking hate it he’d probably just kill himself with a yoghurt spoon or something the moment they’d leave him alone, just to end it.

But when Alastor pulled him close to his body and raked his clawed hand through his hair, the fear disappeared like a fleeting dream. He was where he was supposed to be. And he was happy he could cling to Alastor like a lifeline and never let go.

“Anthony,” Alastor’s static-less voice broke the gentle silence. “You touch my tail one more time and you lose dat hand.”

“That’s fine, have five more,” Angel grinned into Alastor’s chest and took the leap of faith.

[daughterofsinsloth]

Hi! It's stated in your bio that you analyze fics, so I just want to hear about your fic recs for Soukoku? Preferably fluff, but other genres are also fine since the ship is full of angst and smut lol. Thank you!

 Hello hello anon-chan!! How are you? Mm! It does, thank you very much for asking! Fluffly fluff heh? (my ultra favorite!!!!!!) Okay! Here are some fics! Enjoy ^^

Of sleepless nights and warm embraces by Konoha79 : 

this fic.. aaah this one is a true gem!  just amazing! its about Chuuya working really hard do he can have some free time will his boyfriend Dazai on Christmas Eve. this one has protective!Dazai and cute!Chuuya in.its really well written and the writer made their emotions appear well. another thing that I like is that the writer with only a few sentaces put a nice history behide and you dont need more informations. they write about an episode and thats it, without confussing the reader. the characters are build well and the bit of crack in there is really funny. Dazai is gently, something that we dont see often, and Chuuya is soooooooo cute, that gets your soul full! ITS A MUST READ FIC!

Oops by Witheryvine :

another good fic. in here Dazai and Chuuya are secretly married, but it slips off Dazai, while he trys to play the matchmaker to shin soukoku in front of EVERYONE! Mostly crack in here, but the fluffiness is located at protective!Chuuya Kouyou I can explain dont kill him and at how Dazai treats Chuuya. its short but full at the same time. well writen and the writer made a great job giving us some skk background. also also kunikichuu friendship!!!! THE BEST!

Captured by Witheryvine:

(AU) another short story by the same writer. Photographer!Dazai capturing lawmajor!Chuuya on camera and some good flirting!! well writen, cute and of course sweet.  its … “soft” and calm. love it.

Shared Gravity by writingfromtheshadows  and ZODIACHUUYA:

(AU/multe-chapter) okay  this one anon-chan! they start as academic enemies to enemies friends with benefits to lovers/couple. well writen. they portrait skk’s inner thoughts and fears really weel and realistic. this is like some friend of yours talking about their story and if this is not GREAT i dont know what its gonna be. they take turns with the chapters as Chuuya and Dazai PV, but its in perfect harmony. doesnt have much smut, if not at all. this one is a favorite coz it shows how you fell in love unexpected, hard and uncontrollable. Gin is the “come on you idiots you love its other!” in a cool way. its great that we can see her, coz not many give her spot time. im telling you this fic is GOLD. and leaves you with a healing feeling. complite

the opposite of alone by TheGreatCatsby:

short fic, cute fic. Chuuya can’t sleep, so he decieds to texts Dazai. its really sweet fic. Dazai immediately runs to were Chuuya is and they are all sweet couple but not really. its more about the feelings that are there but they cant get out, yet its all there for people to see.its an amazing fic and the best thing it is that it gives you the feels from the first part! also we are talking for thegreatcatsby, of course its well written, well structured and soooo satisfying. 

This by sodenoshirayuki_23:

okay anon-chan hear me up.this fic here is one of a majestic kind of story. BUT! THE WRITER!!!! has sooooooooooo many good fics that i couldnt choose. her angsty fics are masterpiece one by one. and please, i  beg you go read “heavy”; its angsty you die but you go happy. HIGHLY RECCOMENDED.  this one, tho, is AU and an mpreg (sorry if you are no into it) and its sooooo sweet and fluffy you could die. the children are sskk and spoiler later kyouka . well written.really nice story. fluffy fluff with fluff on top. what more can i say? its just sooo cute. the characters here are really interesting. and the episode is great. MUST!!!

Margin Of Error by izanyas:

its not fluff just to be clear. but its SO HIGHLY RECCOMENDED THAT YOU FLY TO ANOTHER PLANET. its AU,mafiaboss!Dazai anddoctor!Chuuya.After a failed assassination attempt on his person, Dazai finds himself recovering in an unfamiliar place: a hospital where criminals abound, staff and patients alike, and Dazai’s own doctor is a little too attractive. when you finish this, run to the writer’s other fics like Usen Bolt. they are soooooo talented. not so fluff but GREAT nonetheless. ruuuuun! ah! when you see Owe No Debt you will know that you reached the paradice.

This Time by stargazerlilith:

another MUST READ writer. this on this cuteness overload. well writen. another with workaholic!Chuuya and great boyfriend!Dazai. sweet and fluff compinate to an amazing resolt. read read it!. side note:their other stories and awesome! i storngly reccomend “mine”, which is smut with feelings.

Mother by WhisperingWinds99:

here we have skk relationship from the start. the fluff is of course in the relationship, but mostly coz we see the relationship between Kouyou and Chuuya. she is the ‘mother’ in Chuuya’s life more than the ane-san. its fluff coz you she skk get more mature and you see Kouyou growing old with them. well writen, good story. GODESS KOUYOU IS BACK! 

The art of paint by  Konoha79:

this one i promise you that its the most beautiful thing i have ever read. its skk family. canon universe, skk is married, Chuuya finds a child and everyone is oppose, but they keep him. this takes place two years later and shows us an episode of their life as famly. God its beutiful. when i have a bad day i read this. anon.. anon! read this! its really great. well writen, well build, well partial. you have a clean picture of their life and feelings. its sweet, its cute, its fluff and its a must. honestly,in my opinion,this is one of the best skk fluff stories i have read.

Now let me talk a bit about SoukokuParadise:

she is the fluff goddess of the skk fandom. she writes fluff, and a damn good ones. check out her works; they are great, well writen and well build, some character development and a lots of cuteness. i will talk for her favorite “How to Hate Nakahara Chuuya” and hear me up anon when im telling you that its great! its about Dazai taking care of Chuuya after ep. 21. as the writer says, Dazai speaks with actions (she keeps the characters close to the canon and that's really good, makes them more realistic), small words that speak loud of his true feelings. i really like how she  writes Chuuya. he is unconscious but his reactions are being given to us by Dazai. thats really interest and i havent see many writers do that. interest PV. spoiler Chuuya calls Dazai “Osamu” and im dead. also the endingggggg

lastly but not least!

Insomnia_Productions :

yet ! another one writer that I cant decide which one fic is the best. they are all GREAT and you should read them all! like ALL! the ones I LOVE LOVE LOVE are:

 The New Year’s Tradition (AU)

Not Safe For Work

“Ah… I Think We’re In What They Call A Hate/Love Relationship.” (AU)

Disney’s: The (Totally Not Little) Merman (AU)

How To Obtain A Child And Husband Entirely By Accident

  one is greatest than the other. well writen, like watching a movie. you “get into the character” and you are so into it that you cant leave them after the 3rd time you read them. trust me, this are the fics I always go back reading them over and over again and its always amazing. like the first time you read them you will be soooooo satisfied and sooo happy. perfect I tell you.

EXTRA: kiss me on the lips(and show you love me) by photography_tea:

this one is also a favorite of mine. its smut but more than that its making love. it has character development and realization of their feelings. crack and fluff combinate into love that leads to the unlimited epitomy of fluff, the lovemaking. being one with the other. loving and being loved in return. the writer did an amazing job at showing how in their mafia days skk find a small light to keep moving. oblivious!chuuya and hungry!Dazai are often a subject to write but here they are on another scale. their “play” shows more about their weird relationship than they would admit.  its a hell of a great fic! must read!

also! if you would like you can check my fic : Can you sew my suit? by alchemy_omi:

it has fluff in it with a bit of crack and liiiiight angst. also sskk are in it. its about their wedding. Dazai is the best man but he went for his suit the last moment. not being able to find a tailor shop, Akutagawa send him to his good friend Chuuya and the two fell in love. (AU/multe-chapter) 

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand thats it!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh

hope that you like my reccomendetions anon-chan and happy reading!! please tell me your opion about them and ask me again if you are happy! I gave you fluffy suggestions but you can ask me for another gender if you want!

have a wonderful day and take care!

bye bye :)

[incorrect-ego-quotes]

What if the Jim Twins treated Dark like a paranormal entity: like Jim: -with a Ouija board- “Speak to us, Demon!” Dark: “It’s 2:30 in the morning, go to bed you dumbass.” Jim Twins: -loosing their shit-

LMAOOOOthe jim twins sneaking into dark and wilford's apartment, their camera out and recording as they make the climb up."HELLO JIM, IM CLIMBING UP THIS UNCOMFORTABLE TREE TO ANSWER THE QUESTION: ARE GHOSTS AND DEMONS REAL?" he huffs as the two get through the bedroom window. dark sleeping soundly in bed, wearing a red sleeping mask and black robe. snoring gently as the two whisper."we are now going to set up the game board of demons--""its a ouija board, jim!!""hey!! i'm the oldest, what i call it is what it is!!""the oldest?! by what, 2 minutes--""shut your mouth unless you want me to call on the spirit of Grandma Jim!!"jim twin #2 grows silent, not wanting to have what happened last time they summoned her to happen. "we, with no rude interruptions, can commence the ritual." jim twin #1 sets up the game and crouches over the board -- which is really just a scrap of paper with letters and numbers on it. the planchette is a red solo cup with the top cut off. his twin brother zooming in on him and the sleeping figure of dark."this demon has been terrorizing us for too long as we want answers." jim twin #1 whispers as the camera pans back over to dark, who cuddles his blanket closer to him. "demon!! i call upon you, what do you want from is jims?! why have you forsaken us?!""ask it why it wont give us sunday off from work--""IM GETTING THERE JIM." jim twin #1 explodes, dark sitting up in his sleep and struggling to fight his own sleeping mask off. "what the hell?! it's 2 in the morning--wil? is that you?!" dark yells, annoyed and groggy. "RUN JIM, SAVE YOURSELF -- WE HAVE AWAKEN THE DEMON THAT TERRORIZES US."dark snaps the mask off and turns on the lamp nearby, seeing a frantic jim gathering up the "ouija board""YOU IDIOTS WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?!"jim jumps out the window with his twin brother, frantically shouting into the mic in his hand, "OUR DEAR VIEWERS, WE HAVE ANSWERED THE QUESTION. GHOSTS AND DEMONS ARE REAL AND THEY ARE CHASING US. RUN AND HIDE JIM!! RUUUUUN!!"the next day at the egos' meeting is awkward. the jim twins bruised from the fall they took after running away. dark making up a new rule for the egos: No Paranormal Investigations Of Any Kind....the jim twins break the rule a few days later after being convinced the host is a ghost. "HIS NAME RHYMES WITH THE WORD JIM, WE /HAVE TO GET TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS/."

[theshapeshifter100]

Wolf and Raven Chapter 4

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(A/N) This is when the insomnia kicks in

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Wolf awoke abruptly the next day, thrown from sleep. Her nostrils flared as she breathed heavily, glancing around. She was alone in her camp; Raven had gone back to her own hours ago. Fingers of dawn were clawing their way over the mountains; she would have to check on the Warriors soon.

A whine escaped the back of her throat and she curled up, clutching her head. Half remembered images swam in her mind from the dream.

Her screaming, her staff held just out of reach, Nevar’s laughter, the scream of a raven, falling snow, spreading rot. Little insinuations, no words. Nevar never spoke truly, but he always managed to get his meaning across.

Don’t you miss it? He was asking. Don’t you miss the power you had? Do you really think they trust you? The rot is spreading anyway, you can’t win. Raven will never trust you.

Wolf’s snarl echoed in the small clearing. No! She wasn’t doing this again! Nevar only ever dealt in anger and lies. She was stronger now!

With short, angry movements Wolf packed up her camp, shoving everything into bags to be collected later. With a few deep, calming breaths, she went to greet the Warriors in this new day.

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Raven and Wolf briefly met around midday, and Raven handed her a handful of something.

“I am sorry, what have you handed to me?” Wolf asked.

“Feathers, as you had asked,” Raven tilted her head. “Are you well, Wolf?”

“Perfectly!” Wolf forced a smile. “My apologies, my mind is not as sharp as it should be this day. I must return to the Warriors, thank you for these.”

Later in the day when reporting to the Giants, they asked something unexpected.

“Yoooouuu aaaaare troooubllled?”

Wolf paused, breath catching in her throat. “I am.”

“Weeee caaaanooot heeeeelp yooooouuu wiiiith yoooouuur deeemooons,” the Giant informed. “Yoooou muuuust reeeemaaain stroooong. Yooooou aaaaare caaapaable.”

“Thank you,” Wolf inclined her head, not feeling particularly grateful, but knew better than to push.

“Yoooooouuu knoooow theee ruuuuuunes oooooof prooootectiiiioon. Uuuuuse theeeeem.”

“I will.”

Wolf did not see Raven that night, the nightmare still running around her head. She also didn’t sleep, finishing the cloak just as the sun came up the next morning.

She coped the next day, watching the Warriors. They’d been here a week now and were working their way through the challenges. Everything seemed fine.

“DEMON!”

Wolf’s head shot up from where it had lolled and looked around for where the shout had come from. A howl went up, and the Hawks were running from a black cloaked demon.

“No!” Wolf leapt from her tree and stepped between the Warriors and the demon. “Keep going Warriors!”

The demon stared right at her, and her limbs froze in the snow. Humming and faint screaming echoed in the back of her mind, and the whole world narrowed.

A loud scream pierced through roaring in her ears and Wolf startled back. The demon was much closer than it had been a moment ago.

She swiftly scrawled a rune in the snow and turned on her heel back to the Warriors.

In time to see a second demon touch one of them and have them burst into dust.

Horror froze Wolf for a second before she was running.

“GO!” she screamed, grabbing a pinecone and throwing it at the demon to get its attention. “OVER HERE!”

The one behind her burst into ash, but the shouting worked. The second demon turned to face Wolf, who was already scrawling a rune with her boot. The demon shambled closer, moving painfully slowly.

She needed it to come towards her, even as she glanced towards the fleeing Warriors. She could not check on them, not yet. She needed to wait. Even if the approaching demon made her skin crawl and her throat close up.

It got closer to the rune and she stepped back. She matched every step it took, until it was on top of her rune. It burst into smoke upon touching it.

Wolf took a moment to catch her breath before running after the remaining Hawks. The group was shaken but together, minus one.

“My apologies Warriors, for reacting as slowly as I did,” Wolf said. The Warriors did not respond. Wolf fished in her pouch for a rune and grabbed five seeds. The seeds she scattered on the ground and the rune tossed in the air, trying to bring back the lost Warrior.

The rune thudded to ground.

Wolf stared at it. Blinking.

“I am sorry, allow me to…” Wolf picked it back up again and tried to cast it again. Once again, it thudded onto the snowy ground.

Wolf stared at it before slowly picking it back up.

“I, I am sorry. I do not think I am able to revive your teammate. They are lost to the demons.”

The Warriors looked at each other, steeling themselves.

“I will check on the Bears and confer with Raven, but I will make no promises. I will need to make extra protection runes around your camps tonight. Howl if you need me,” Wolf shifted and ran off to check on the Bears.

She ran around the camps, making sure they were sufficiently protected, before running to check in with Raven.

Raven’s expression was neutral, but her fingers were tight on the staff.

“Demons,” they both said at the same time.

“I lost a Warrior to one,” Wolf swallowed. “A Hawk.”

“A Lynx,” Raven swallowed. “I could not revive them.”

“I could not either. I had hoped-”

“As had I. I am not sure why my powers could not bring them back here. Although I have said before that this land does not like me reviving Warriors.”

“I was using the Giant’s runes to bring them back, and it did not work. I do not think it works on demons.”

“That is unfortunate,” Raven took a deep breath. “We will need to watch our Warriors more carefully.”

“That we will,” Wolf agreed. “However,” Wolf pulled out the black cloak, “on a brighter note, I finished this.”

“That is indeed a brighter note,” Raven took the cloak and swung it over herself. It was a heavy cloak; it was supposed to be to keep the wearer warm. The raven, starling and falcon feathers that lined the outside shone in the setting sun, while dark mink, martin, rabbit and silver fox fur lay on the inside, insulating the wearer.

“Are you warmer?”

“Yes. I do believe I am, thank you for this gift Wolf,” Raven adjusted it, since it was heavier to what she was used to. “The Warriors will recover from their loss. It will not be their last.”

“I hope it will be their last,” Wolf admitted.

“You can always hope,” Raven tilted her head. “Is your sleep improving?”

“…No, is it not,” Wolf decided not to lie now. “I will set up stronger runes tonight. That should help.”

“Why do you need runes, are you being attacked in the night?”

“No. I fear that Nevar’s presence here is triggering some memories,” Wolf brought a hand to her temple, remembering the humming and the sound of metal screeching against metal. The mere thought of the laughter made her stomach tie itself into knots.

“You will still be able to continue?”

“Of course,” Wolf waved off. “You need not concern yourself with me.”

“If you are certain,” Raven tilted her head. “Is that why you avoided me last night?”

“Yes. I apologise, I was not in a good state of mind last night. I worked on the cloak that evening to take my mind off sleep.”

“I see,” Raven did not look too convinced, but did not press. “Do you need to report to the Giants?”

“Aye, I do. I will see you tomorrow most likely,” Wolf nodded and raised a hand in farewell before shifting and leaving.

Raven watched her leave, fiddling with her new cloak. “I worry for her,” she muttered to herself. “I worry that she still may not be telling the full truth.”

The Staff flashed purple and she looked at it for a moment, before summoning Raven of Old.

“Tell me, how do the Warriors fare?” he asked his usual question.

“We lost two today to the hands of demons. We will be watching them more closely.”

Raven of Old nodded. “I will continue to keep watch from my realm. It appears the Lynx team may have to take a different route tomorrow, their current one is guarded.”

“Thank you for your warning.”

Raven of Old gave a small smile. “You have a new cloak,” he noted.

“Yes. This climate warranted warmer clothing.”

He nodded again, with some mild approval. “You wear it well. Now tell me, have you been keeping an eye on Wolf?”

“I have. Other than trouble sleeping, she has not been acting suspicious, and appears to the have the Warriors best interests at heart.”

“Hmm. Perhaps people can change with time. Or perhaps it is a ruse. It has happened before on one of these quests. I trusted the wrong ally, although at the time he was playing both sides, masterfully at that.”

“Are you certain she was working with Nevar?” Raven remembered Wolf’s story.

“It did not look good,” Raven of Old said. “Working with him or not, her actions caused the death of an entire camp, and possibly more.”

“I do not deny that, and I don’t think she does either.”

Raven of Old sighed and shook his head. “It is possible she is not the woman I knew. It is possible she is not the woman I thought I knew. Use your own judgement in this matter.”

Raven nodded, “Have you been able to watch her through the talisman?”

“I have not attempted it, but perhaps I shall. I shall see what she up to when she thinks that no one is watching.”

“Thank you Wise One.”

Raven of Old nodded and disappeared in a puff of purple smoke.

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Wolf reported to the Giants about the failure to resurrect.

“Theeee deeemooons aaaarre noooot oooof heeeere. Theeee ruuuuunes wiiiill nooot alwaaaays uuuundooo theeeeir wooooork.”

“I see. What would you advise?”

“Caaaauttiiiion Liiiitlleee Woooooolf. Prooooteeeect thheeee Waaaarriiiooors aaaas beeeeest yooooou caaaan. Taaaaaake heeeeeaaaart, aaaaall iiiiiiss nooooot loooooost.”

“Thank you,” Wolf held her tongue. The Giant slowly lowered her back to the ground, and with great cracking and rumbling, the Giant returned to their slumber, appearing to be a mountain once more.

“I would assume I continue on as I have been,” Wolf added bitterly, rubbing her eyes. “The advice ‘take heart’ is not especially useful.”

She shifted to a wolf and went to her camp, unaware of Raven of Old watching her from another realm.

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A/N

The only issue I ever really had with new Raven is the fact that she does not have her own cloak. It's probably to differentiate her from James Mackenzie's Raven, but still! Cloaks are cool! This had to be rectified!

Also, anyone spot the reference to Ervan?

Finally, I will say that if the show had pulled that, not bring back a Warrior seemingly randomly, that would have been not particularly great or sporting, but this is a fanfic so whatever!

Giant Speech

“You are troubled?”

“We cannot help you with your demons,” the Giant informed. “You must remain strong. You are capable.”

“You know the runes of protection. Use them.”

“The demons are not of here. The runes will not always undo their work.”

“Caution Little Wolf. Protect the Warriors as best you can. Take heart, all is not lost.”

[tayegi]

Man I can't read jimin and the oc's moments together without having small panic attacks that jungkook might just pop in and get all mad. Jungkook is so scary. He's got some issues. The oc is getting so unhealthy... I really hope that she ends up leaving them both...

Anonymous said:The oc in equilibrium deserves so much better :( she doesn't need a man to be happy

Anonymous said:Honestly the oc should just end up with Namjoon in equilibrium

Anonymous said:Jsjskksks i am more anxious reading equilibrium than I am watching horror movies

Anonymous said:jeon jungkook that lil shit omg I can't even say anything else like fuck u jungkook (equilibrium is so good I can't handle it)

Anonymous said:After reading equilibrium chap 12, i facepalm so hard because "DUDE THE DOOR IS GOING TO RATTLE AND BREAK BECAUSE OF YOUR GOD DAMN STRENGTH" Btw, it was great and i love love how all the small hints are place there nicely yet not so vividly?? ((Idk how to express it but it was amazing which i love)) Ehe keep it up!!

Anonymous said:LUUUUUU I KNOW IM LATE BUT I WAS THREE CHAPTERS BEHIND ON EQUILIBRIUM AND I FINALLY CAUGHT UP AND!!!!!!!! IM SHAKING! first of all i want to voice my concern that yes, they're all acting really fucked up, but im worried about Y/N's anxiety ;; i feel like this might be leading up to a serious panic attack and idk im just worried for everyones' mental health tHANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SHARING THIS BRILLIANT FIC ILU

Anonymous said:First off, the update for equilibrium is A+👌🏽I feel like it's going to be a trainwreck in the best way possible. Secondly, the OC, Jimin, & Jungkook are all assholes. Seriously! Lastly, I love you and your writing 😘 and can't wait for future stuffs !! 😊❤️❤️❤️😊

Anonymous said:i just wanna say that i love equilibrium very much. it's not something that i'd read (bc of the polyamorous relationship and such) but it surprisingly got me hooked starting from the prologue. it's a bit of a darker, more mysterious fic (with jungkook acting that way and the oc being strangely "afraid" of him all the time even from the first chapters). but btw i just love every one of your writings so i do hope you keep it up! :))

Anonymous said:They're both so bad for her in equilibrium. Im kinda rooting for her by herself lmaoo. She's just better off without both of them in my mind.

Anonymous said:I'm scared because of JK

Anonymous said:Equilibrium stresses me completely. Like omg their relationship is such a toxic mess. As i was reading the latest chapter i literally had to stop reading when coconut went silent and was staring at the waste bin. I stopped reading and went to take the shower i was supposed to take before seeing your update because i was so scared of his possibly violent reaction? OC should just leave coconut and jimin and go date someone from the hyungline I'm telling you hahaha thank you for your stories ❤

Anonymous said:equilibrium...was so good! Thank you for the update! I'm so anxious for the oc, i just want to hold her and don't let her near those assholes! One of them clearly needs some therapy and the other one is just using her!

Anonymous said:Reading equilibrium after watching the newest gayo make me feel like dragging oc away from jimin and jungkook and get her to namjoon instead (he looks so fucking good with those glasses 😤) these days all 7 members of bangtan are wrecking my bias list smh

Anonymous said:Its kinda sad how the oc said jungkook leaving her is worse than him hitting her. omfg she needs to dump both their asses.

Anonymous said:chapter 12 of equilibrium scared the shit out of me. i'm not even in that situation and i was trembling in fear

marina-misfit said:Jimin and jungkook are both fuckers in Equilibrium. Jungkook is a possessive little shit and jimin just uses the OC for her body when jungkook is not around. I personally believe they both see the OC as a thing instead of the woman she is. Anyways thank you for the chapter Lu! Take your time updating and get lots of rest love 🤗

Anonymous said:oh HELL NO, equilibrium kookie got me fuuuuuucked up... LU PLEASE TELL ME SHE GETS OUT OF THE RELATIONSHIP ITS SO BAD. i'm so worried for oc ☹️ by the way, dude props to you, provoking such strong emotions from your readers including myself! you always amaze me with your writing. i look forward to your future works. 🖤

Anonymous said:GIRL RUUUUUN! LEAVE JIMIN AND JUNGKOOK BEHIND AND FIND YOURSELF A JIN OR HOSEOK! FIND PEOPLE THAT TREAT YOU WITH SOFT AND ENDLESS LOVE!! For real though, i was actually surprised with how jungkook reacted when he saw the condom. i expected him to blow a fuse and hit her or just explode in general (i'm happy the OC didn't get hit but now im worried about what Jungkook is going to do, see as he's extremely unstable emotionally). great update as always :)))

Anonymous said:When you posted that equilibrium update I haven't read it before but it was midnight and I couldn't sleep and was like fuck it so I read through the entire thing and MY GOD IS IT GOOD I love it but I'm also low key saddened by it because it seems like they all agreed to the relationship for the same reason, but each of them said yes for a different person and it's just this unrequited love triangle and it kinda sorta breaks my heart because I'm an idealist piece of trash who loves happy endings

Anonymous said:OK so I just now read chapter 12 and equilibrium and holy shit... Don't take this the wrong way, I LOVE your writing... But I don't like jimin or jk in this story. I think the only chance the protag has at a healthy relationship is away from both of them #team y/n

Anonymous said:the oc is so scared of jk imma need him 2 step back bOI

AHHHHH I FEEL REALLY BAD THAT I MAKE YOU GUYS SO UPSET AFTER AN UPDATE AKLDFSJKLSDF. but also this is what i expected in a healthy reaction from my audience, so im also lowkey relieved haha. 

i promise that in future parts, it will get better... or worse first? 

BUT ANYWAYS, THANK YOU FOR READING AND ENDURING MY SHIT D; 

[lynxgriffin]

He’s got his eye on you

OKAY! We are just gonna! Do the commentary deal while watching Back Cover!

I have not played either the Japanese nor American versions of KHChi, mostly because sadly I don’t have the time for an MMO. So my knowledge of this stuff is mostly by osmosis.

Lesse if I can remember all the foreteller names here… Ava = fox, Gula = leopard, Invi = snake, Ira = unicorn, and…oh goodness I forget the bear.

Also Ephemera and Skuld too!

OH WELL I’m sure I’ll hear more once we start here!

SO! LET’S GO

Ohoho fancy Unreal Engine logo there

Woah geez son I can’t read that fast here

AND THEN EVERYBODY DIED

These are not the sort of voices I was expecting

Oho there’s the Nortblade

I’m guessing this is Chirithy talking?

Why am I getting so many Xigbraig vibes from this guy?

Poor Ira actually thinking about other peoples

ACED that was the bear’s name

WHAT’S IN THE BOOOOOOX

Awww look at all these cute Keyslinger kids that are gonna die in war

Is that some Sephiroth tree business there in the background

It’s Chirithy in a bottle!

OMG Ava is adorable

MASTER OF MASTERS IS A FRIGGIN GOOFBALL

Uugh I’m not sure if this was fully debunked or not but I’m still kinda stuck on that reincarnation theory so I keep seeing these five through the lens of Riku, Kairi and the Wayfinder Family

Ira and Invi starting to conspire together a bit

The Master conveniently poofed off to Jamaica or something

WHO I S T H I S G U Y

Also Invi how do you even see out your mask

Aced’s so pent up but it’s also kind of cute

I’m a little suspicious that the guy was like “No DON’T work together”

Ohh it’s a check and balances thing okay…I guess?

You kids really do need to communicate better, doncha

Daybreak Town is really fricking pretty tho

Oh!! Ephemera is here now

Also I really dig the Daybreak Town castle

Ephemera and Ava are?? Really cute?!

I know your master’s teachings are absolute and all but your master is a flippin weirdo

Ira: Whelp time to sit here and read this strategy guide

Oh Gula you are a terrible liar

Aced you need to calm your teddy bear ass down here

No seriously if this guy is a Nort, or even Proto-Nort, he’s way throwing me off

OMG THIS DINGUS OF A MASTER NONE OF THIS WAS WHAT I WAS EXPECTING

What a drama queen

Woah how did we get to an Aced vs Invi battle here

I gotta say those reincarnation theory feelings still aren’t going away

Seriously was that a Terra dodge there or was I just imagining it

Oh crud so is that Gula with the missing page

OH GOOD MORE OF THE MASTER BEING A DINGBAT

I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR ANY OF THIS

And the part of Mulder will be played by Gula

I have often walked down this street before, but I’ve never done it betraying my friends before~

Run Ava ruuuuun

What abandoned warehouse are they doing all this in anyway?

Aced: I’m just gonna hobble my way over to the item shop here…oh hi Ira

Ira trying so hard to hold all this nonsense together

AT LEAST THE LADIES CAN COMMUNICATE WITH EACH OTHER OKAY GEEZ

D’awwww Chirithy

Man I wish this town had some NPCs though

Gula just use a cure spell already you big baby

…This makes it sound like Luxu is the problem child TBH, and he traipsed off with his mystery luggage

“I’m going to summon Kingdom Hearts” Gula that sounds like a not-good idea

Invi: Well I’ll just keep doing the unhelpful thing in the hopes it will solve this problem yeah!

Huh the master is being less of his dingbat self this time

Well if this is the whole world right now then what other world are the Dandelions supposed to float off to

OH going to the Realm of Sleep, alrighty then

These kids need to have goofier holiday-themed costumes

OH YOU THINK THAT’S GROSS DO YA …Actually yes, what the fuck

Seriously is this guy Proto-Nort he’s just a giant dingus

“Great, now I really wanna know” ME TOO

DON’T WHISPER IT TO HIM YOU JERKWAD

I’m still mad that that Goatblade is apparently not really a goat

W H A T THAT’S THE END??

I HAVE. SO MANY QUESTIONS

The Unreal engine looked real nice on all of this BUT STILL I HAVE. QUESTIONS. LOTS OF THEM

Also I’m still real suspicious now that the five unknown Norts we’ve got to unmask are gonna end up being these poor kids

SO YEAH THAT WAS BACK COVER I GUESS

That was neat to see but wow I don’t know what I was expecting but that wasn’t it!

I GUESS the only remaining commentary I have left to do is for Aqua’s story at Fragmentary Passage! And for that, I’ll try to play through it this weekend!

Until then! THESE GUYS I SWEAR

[feelingsintowordsss]

I think a lot of built up anger you’ve had for Ibrahim for so long just surfaced very recently and even though toby was basically the opposite of him a lot of the anger is being reflected onto toby and this is an example you’re saying you hate him and you’re fully done with him and I completely get that but what I don’t get is that you can’t hate him because he didn’t say bye. If you step out of being Fatma or Toby right now and stand from a third person and be objective af you’re going to see that this is so irrational, you can’t be this hurt and this angry that Toby didn’t say bye to you and didn’t seem appreciative of the food or that you came asap for him (this shit happens with *** and I and we fight about it for a good thirty minutes and get over it) but there’s a lot of anger from Ibrahim and any little thing by Toby is triggering it and this “I hate him” about toby is just not true no matter how many times you say it, what you’re actually saying is I hate Ibrahim and you crying in the car today wasn’t because of toby it was because of Ibrahim and this is a good enough reason for you to break up with toby because this is your self defense mechanism and you’re protecting yourself because feeling or remembering anything of what Ibrahim put you through is enough to get you ruuuuunning the other way. BUT, and I swear I’m not saying this to change your mind I just want you to make sure you’ve thought of everything (and I know this won’t really register right now but in a couple days it will) you need to remember that toby never once mistreated you, he never once hurt you and he never once disrespected you, he’s put all of the respect in the world towards you and loves you wholeheartedly and never abused you verbally or manipulated you or lied to you or took advantage of you or your love. He never did any of the things Ibrahim did or even got close to it, he’s been the furthest thing away from all of it and you’ve said yourself toby is the 180 degrees opposite of Ibrahim and what made you realize you were over Ibrahim (which you still aren’t, u are over him as a person but over the pain not even close and u won’t be for yeaaaaars to come) but you can’t forget all of these things. And about today, I personally didn’t hear you say toby twice, and the whole time he was dying and kept saying I fucking hate doing this I hate doing these games but I’ll do it for her because I don’t want her to get bored with me (he was doing it considering how you felt and what u were saying yesterday) and that in itself is something Ibrahim would’ve never done (consider u or even think of anything u want or need). Toby isn’t the one that made u feel what u felt today, Ibrahim was, you think he’s gone but he’s not he’s a shadow haunting you and he will for a long time, and you can either let him and reject love and vulnerability because of him (which is the easy thing to do) or you can work and fight through it which is very very hard to do (I know this because I broke up with *** today doing the exact same thing and she told me these exact words at the end)