#( more rambles on disc ... in a bit )

[heliconiius]

was trying to remember something & ended up in a tfc re-read. liked this ss most of all my compiled ones because he's so. shakes head somewhat fondly. anyway. dropping this just to say activity will be very slow this week + weekend especially because i'm hounded with overtime. but will be back to usual activity/getting some more writing on here once it's over <3 ʚɞ

[spacetrashpile]

i need to be able to be in my home and playing dragon age inqusition. right now. brigid trevelyan i need to make you real.

[threadmonster]

I'm not scared of having surgery and I'm not worried about any post-op pain. I already had this surgery and I'm already in pain and have been for the last decade. I'm scared because I found out the last ten years shouldn't have been full of so much physical pain. I'm scared that I'm going to go through all of this just to continue to be in pain.

Well-meaning people are nice when they show concern but it's always about the post-op pain. The worrying part is much more personal and in regards to pain I'll at least be able to rest. I'm overwhelmed.

[gemharvest]

I hate dm'ing for updates on comms I'm literally super laid back with people taking the time they need but this artist has been advertising more slots and that's making me very worried..

[ririleil]

staying on call with suna while you both did your own thing was one of the comfiest things you do in your relationship. 

long distances were never easy but the nights both you and suna compensate by calling? made it all worth it.

those nights were more than just a routine. it was a shared ritual, a soft place to land at the end of the day. you guys would both talk endlessly— full of jokes, gossips, and half baked theories about the universe and other times, you would both just fall into a comfortable silence. 

everyone might assume you'd be the first one to fall asleep on call but in all honesty? it's suna. suna was the one who always went down first. 

would you blame him for that though? the way your voice just soothes him to sleep? the way your presence is comfort and reassurance enough it makes him feel safe to close his eyes?

not when you knew what his days looked like? intense training, aching muscles, the sharp pressure of competition weighing heavily on his shoulders. not when you knew that his only solace was the sound of your voice and your presence?

how could you? if anything, it made your heart swell. 

you caught him fading again tonight. his screen dimmed and only half his face was visible, eyes fluttering open and shut. you noticed that little crease between his brows that only softened when he was really letting himself go. 

“sorry, i must be disturbing you.” you muttered, voice instinctively softening as you noticed your boyfriend drifting off to sleep. 

suna stirred a little, voice a bit rough. “no… don't be.”

there was a pause.

“i love listening to you.”

that simple sentence alone wrapped around your chest like a warm blanket. 

“okay.” you whispered, smiling softly.

eventually, his breathing slowed and evened out. suna's face slackened with sleep with the faintest tug of smile lingering on his lips. you didn't hang up. you never did. the silence wasn't empty but it was filled with him, even though he was miles away from you. 

and as you got back to whatever you were doing, you held onto one thought:

even apart, you both still made time and effort to feel like you were right there beside each other. 

always. 

a/n: i love it when people call and do nothing or their own thing, embracing each other's silences as they know the other person is still there. it's so comforting and it's peak quality time fr. me and my friends are just chilling in disc as they play games while i study for exams and quizzes. they say my rambling is their background noise and that they love to hear it. suna would love to hear your rambles too im sure.

divider: @/enchanthings

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© RIRILEIL 2025 | do not copy, repost, or translate without my permission

[seraphicloves]

𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒍𝒅?

⊱✿⊰ summary: the overblot aftermath except yuu has my personality lmao

⊱✿⊰ warnings: book 2 spoilers, lowkey bullying leona (but nice), yuu is reader, fully self indulgent, fluffy tho, like a few refs to reader being small cuz im smaller than even ruggie so yeah. Thats like the only physical depictor i think

⊱✿⊰ notes: i had this dream last night and boom bam i made this. I think its preppy and also its lit ny personality and also leona is like 😍

your eyes slowly fluttered open, the bright fluorescents adding to the dull ache in your head. as your vision adjusted you realized you had quite a few people surrounding you. ace and deuce and jack and grim? what happened...?

"what happened?" you muttered out, sitting up in the...cot? you were in the infirmary but why? the last thing you could remember was playing the special round of spelldrive and grim mentioned something about a special move.

"at the beginning of the second half grim threw the disc at your noggin and knocked you out." ace answered barely concealing his snort, "don't you remember?"

"no i don't remember." you grumbled, narrowing your eyes in a glare. ace gave you an apologetic smile that you weren't sure held any real sorry in it.

"i was trying to aim for victory!" grim exclaimed, pumping his fist up. he smiled widely at you and plopped into your lap. despite your annoyance you curled your arms around him, letting him snuggle into your chest.

"you amateurs need to work on your throwing skill." jack replied with an eyeroll.

deuce quickly interjected with a gentle smile, hoping to ease any tensions that might appear. "i for one am glad you're awake! i was scared the hit did some real damage."

"true, you were asleep so long you even missed the closing ceremonies. they're taking everything down now." ace said, still trying not to laugh. evem through your annoyance you couldn't really blame him. it did sound kind of funny that you got hit by a disc because of grim's terrible throw.

"which dorm won?" you asked suddenly, words falling from your lips hurriedly, "how did savanaclaw do?"

even with leona being so underhanded you still wanted him to get what he wanted. he just wanted to feel like he was good enough, something you could relate to heavily. you hoped none of them could tell the way your face warmed with your rambles. maybe you could blame it on pain meds..if this place even had them.

suddenly that growly rumble of a voice filled your ears, leona saying, "diasomia won, unsurprisingly."

your eyes jumped to where leona was, him and ruggie in cots side by side. leona looked goregous, with his long hair still braided and a few bandages scattered across his dark tanned skin. you really ought to focus instead of fangirling over his looks like a silly school girl.

"there was nothing we could do to stop it." ruggie added with a sigh, looking slightly more healed now, "it didn't help that we took a beating from every other dorm before we got to them."

you winced sympathetically, unsurprised the other dorms had gotten their revenge out during the game. even still you felt bad, but perhaps that was your annoyingly empathetic heart talking.

"housewarden! ruggie!" jack exclaimed, turning his body around to see the others in their cots. you slowly sat up, ignoring your dizziness in favor of getting the chance of getting closer to leona. you are surely going insane, why were you wanting to comfort leona after everything he did? why were you wishing to kiss his hurt away in front of your friends no less.

leona tsked, his arms crossed over his hardened chest as he said, "being stuck in the infirmary for anything other than a mid-day nap is about as lame as it gets."

his eyes wandered over to you and you felt your body warm, self conscious about the way you look. you could feel that your hair was a bit tangled and your clothes were slightly frumpled, making you wish leona would suddenly forget you existed. did he think you look bad? you looked at your hands, trying to cease your racing heart.

"and what's worse? none of the diasomia kids ended up here." ruggie pouted, his ears flattening aganist the top of his head. you felt your lips quirk in amusement, finding the small boy's annoyance kinda cute. he reminded you of your friends from your world (though that thought suddenly made your heart feel heavy.)

ace nodded and started talking about the head of the diasomia dorm, apparently being a major powerhouse. you didn't doubt it, seeing as half the guys at this school were insanely large or annoyingly good at magic. they still scared you, seeing as you were neither of those things.

"with that attitude you're never going to beat them." jack said with his fist clenched, all good old determination, "i didn't beat them but i will next year! i'll do anything it takes."

"does 'anything' include your capacity for evil?" leona asked with a slightly malicious grin. you felt mildly deranged for wanting to kiss it off of his face.

"have you learned nothing?" you asked, fighting the urge to get closer. once his grin widened, deliciously evil glint in those pretty brown eyes you felt your resolve wavering.

so you did get a bit closer, sitting on the chair beside his cot. he didn't seem displeased with your proximity as he said, "i didn't realize this was an after school special."

you couldn't help the laugh that bubbled past your lips, eyes lighting up with amusement. he was insufferably wonderful. "i didn't realize you knew so much about those after-school specials."

ruggie interrupted with his infamous laugh, making you feel suddenly aware of the way you were sort of flirting with leona. you backed up and looked shyly away, grateful your friends didn't seem to notice the way you had been half tempted to settle your and leona's debate with kisses.

"there's the leona i know!" ruggie said, making jack roll his eyes. jack reminded you of captain america if he was part of the omegaverse, but the boy's brain might explode if you tried explaining that to him..

"i can already tell this won't end well." jack muttered with a slight shake of his head. you felt your lips curve into a grin at the same time as leona. even though you most definitely didn't want leona try to cheat his way to the top you also liked his...ambition. you were far gone.

deuce, ace, and grim chimed in talking about how they wanted to play in the tournament for real next year. a small part of yourself wondered if you'd still be around by next year or if crowley would have found a way home for you by then. then you quietly wondered whether you would return to your old life or stay in your new one.

suddenly a little boy with red hair bounced into the room, jumping onto leona without a care in the world. your eyes widened, surprised by the freaking kindergartener entering the infirmary. he was adorable and sort of reminded you of your younger cousins, who were all around his age.

"unca! there you are! i finally found you!" the child giggled, hugging up close to leona. leona looked shocked for a moment before his face relaxed to his usual pissed off look and he hugged the kid back.

"unca leona...?" jack mumbled, matching your confusion. all the boys seemed equally confused that this tiny person was calling leona uncle and cuddling up to him without getting beat into a pulp.

"this is cheka, my brother's son...my nephew." leona explained boredly, ruffing the boy's hair. your eyes widened, reeling at the sudden revelation.

"so this is the next in line for the throne." ruggie said in a low tone, amusement filling his expression. you were still shocked this adorable little baby was leona's nephew.

"unca! i saw you play, you were sooo cool!" cheka giggled, his hands tapping against leona's shoulder in a badly attempt at rhythm, "teach me how to play pleaseeeeee!"

"fine, fine just stop screaming in my ear." leona grumbled, plucking cheka off his body and putting him down. which made cheka notice everybody around, particularly you.

the tiny redhead ran to you, jumping onto your lap. he was very similar to your cuddly baby brother so it was easy to just wrap your arms around cheka and let him hug you. you giggled, amused by leona's nephew.

leona was about to protest, and you could have sworn you saw a light dusting of pink across his cheeks. it gave you the smallest glimmer of pride, close enough to the third year that you saw the tiniest details.

"so the source of all leona's anguish is..." jack began, struggling to understand what was happening. everybody was to be quite frank.

"this innocent angel." you finished for him, ruffling cheka's hair. cheka giggled and squirmed in your arms, eyes wide and happy as he looked at you.

"shuddap, all of you." leona grumbled, "stop gawking."

you grinned and couldn't help the way you decided to sit on his cot beside him. you were small enough that you could fit on the bed at his side. cheka seemed happy by this decision because he could now crawl freely between you both.

despite leona's annoyance, he wrapped his arms around your waist to prevent you from falling off the cot. ruggie raised his eyebrows in silent shock, probably surprised to see his big scary upperclassmen cuddle with the random girl who just appeared at the school.

cheka rambled incessantly, asking questions and talking to leona. cheka seemed to idolize leona, making you wonder if he realized that. does leona know how much cheka loves him?

ruggie was laughing like a maniac at the new side of leona they had all discovered, probably wanting to use this as blackmail. you did think it was funny, but it was also freaking adorable seeing leona so soft. leona nuzzled his face into your shoulder, glaring at the first and second years all laughing their heads off.

"are these your friends?" cheka asked, turning around to look at them all. then he looked back at you, "is she your girlfriend?"

"oh for sure. we're besties with leona." ace grinned, even happier when cheka asked about your relationship with leona. you felt your cheeks warm, lips opening to deny the assumption.

but leona didn't give you a chance as he grumbled, "i won't forget about this."

though the boys were still amused they decided to leave, laughing and talking about "unca leona". the older boy glowered, tightening his hold on your body. hell even ruggie left, feelinf well enough to leave the infirmary for a moment.

"you gonna marry her?" cheka asked, bouncing on leona's stomach. leona groaned and pulled the kid off of him, so he wasn't treating the third year like a jungle gym. cheka glanced at you and added, "what's your name?"

"my name is [name] but everybody calls me yuu." you said, ignoring his first question and especially ignoring the way your heart throb at the idea. it was silly, you were a teen and thinking about marrying leona.

leona also ignored the first question just mumbling out a quiet, "furball always trying to start stuff..."

suddenly cheka jumped up, hearing the voices of his attendants. the little redhead ran away as quickly as he came, probably going to cause more chaos. he really was lucky he was so adorable...and the fact he was a prince.

being alone with leona made you acutely aware of the way he was cuddling you. his arms wrapped around your waist and his tail curling around your shin. he was warm, his firm body pressed aganist your back in such a comforting way.

"i didn't say this earlier," he began, his low timbre full of the beginnings of sleepiness, "but im sorry for hurting you when i overblotted. i didn't mean for you to get involved."

you blinked with surprise, your heart stalling as a lump in your throat. maybe he really did feel remorse for what he did, the thought sending a flutter of excitement through your tummy.

slowly you turned so your front was against his, faces inches away. you were both laying down on the small cot, his strong arms keeping you steady and grounded.

with that delightful dizziness in your head, you leaned in and pressed a small kiss to the corner of his mouth. he froze, soft gasp of surprise falling from him. his arms tightened around you, squeezing the skin on your waist.

"its okay, leona. i'm not mad." you replied softly, gifting him your forgiveness like you were sent straight from god. not that you knew if he even had a god in his world. perhaps even without a god, you wondered if he knew how to worship one. if he might worship you like you were one.

lori © 2024. please don't copy, modify, or do anything weird with my writing! i like reblogs and comments but please be kind as this was my writing.

[cretenu]

"I LOVE YOU!" ft. suga and kenma

content: when they said "i love you" for the first time! sugawara x gn! reader, kenma x gn! reader

warnings: none! just fluff :>

notes: i love these boys so much :( this is my first time writing suga and kenma and it was honestly really fun! i hope you enjoy it! <3

soundtrack: first day of my life - bright eyes

koushi sugawara loves every part of you. it might take months before he says it out loud, but lord has he been thinking it. it started with him catching himself saying the phrase in his head at little things you would do. you bought him his favorite food? "i love you" in his head. you tripped and fell, laughing it off while blushing from embarrassment? "i love you" in his head. you listened intently while he talked to you in detail about the most obscure subjects? "i love you" in his head. he actually didn't mean to say it out loud the day it happened. you guys had been dating for some time. the two of you were playing volleyball together, aimlessly passing the ball back and forth. you were rambling to him about a random topic-- something absolutely stupid. even if he didn't fully understand what you were saying, the way you talked with such passion and enthusiasm made him love you that much more. you passed the ball to him and said something totally dumb with a frazzled expression on your face, making him laugh. "What?" you asked. "I'm dead serious!" he continued to laugh even harder-- from your statement, and from his sheer affection for you. "Man, I love you, y/n" he said. the exasperated look on your face quickly turned to one of shock, then to one of awe. it wasn't long before Suga realized what had escaped his mouth. it wasn't intentional, but he didn't regret it. the lighthearted atmosphere had changed. "You love me?" you said. "Of course, y/n! Why wouldn't I? You're like, my favorite person ever." he was closer now, looking down on you, deep into your eyes. "I love you too, Koushi" you said, pulling him close. "So much, even when you laugh at me." you gave him a playful push. if one thing is for certain, its that this man loves you so much. he loves you at your highs and lows, your triumphs, and your embarrassing moments. koushi sugawara loves every part of you, and he's happy he finally got to say it out loud.

kozume kenma is reserved about his emotions. he's not a fan of expressing himself, and he especially doesn't like being sappy. yet, he's in love with you, and he couldn't suppress that emotion if he tried. you guys had been dating for a while before he said it. still, he found ways to show you he loved you at first, rather than putting it into words. he would let you win at his favorite video games and talk to his friends about you, something totally unlike him. he made an effort to be just a little bit more outgoing than normal when it came to you. for kenma, it was one of those days that really tests your limits. from endless schoolwork to an extended volleyball practice, his patience was wearing thin. kenma is not the type to open up when something is bothering him. but you always knew. and when he finally told you about his rough day, you were at his house in a matter of minutes. it was quiet, the two of you playing a random video game together. that was until your eyes wandered to the shelf in his room, holding endless amounts of video game discs and memorabilia. from the corner of your eye, you managed to catch a glimpse of one game that stood out. "Close your eyes" you told him. "Hm, why?" kenma looked skeptical. "Just trust me." you said. he had no idea what was happening, but he heard you getting up and fumbling with his gaming console. you sat back down close to him. "Okay, open." you said. he opened his eyes to see the screen glowing brightly with the words "JUST DANCE" written in a bold font. at the realization, kenma immediately protested. "No way." he started to get up. "You're on your own here, y/n." as he tried to get up, you grabbed his hand and looked in his eyes. "Pleaseee Kozume." you begged. "Don't be a killjoy!" somehow, after endless begging, you managed to get him to say yes. kenma refused to dance at first. it wasn't until you physically took his hand in yours that he started to move slightly. after a couple songs, the two of you started to get the hang of it. you guys looked ridiculous, but between his awkward dance moves and your fits of laughter, kenma seemed to forget what was worrying him not long before. you both danced into the night, using up any energy you had before finally laying down together. you rested your head on his shoulder while he wrapped his arm around you. as he scrolled on his phone with his free hand, he was too preoccupied to notice how you had seemingly fallen asleep in his arms. he knew he wanted to say thank you. for brightening his day, for making him laugh, and for simply existing-- but he didn't know how. he stared down at your sleeping face, thinking for some time before placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head. "I love you." he said softly. and you heard. you heard all three words like music to your ears.

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!

[goldtheorys]

Flufftober day 10: Gift giving

Ticci toby x gn reader

_Hiiiii sorry for disappearing I’ve never posted my writing before (cause I haven’t written in like years lol) so I haven’t felt that dedicated.

_Using the 2023 flufftober cause I like it the best

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Lately, you had noticed Toby seemed to be a bit down. He had become more clingy as of late, but his gaze was always downcast. He rarely responded to your words with more than a hum and a nod. You had to check on him more than often to see if he had ate, drank and slept. You urged him to go on walks with you, to play a video game with you, but they only seemed to lift his mood for a short while.

It hurt to see him in such a depressive state. An idea had popped into your head from something he had been rambling about before. After scouring through a few stores, you had a small but hopefully meaningful group of gifts, put in a simple beige basket you had hastefully grabbed from a clearance aisle. Hurrying back home to him, you fumbled with the door for a moment before scurrying in.

No sounds signaled Toby had gotten up to greet you, so you carefully held the basket behind yourself, creeping through your small but comfortable shared home. Peeking around corners, you finally found him on the couch in the living room. At first you had mistaken him to be asleep, but when the floor creaked under your weight he lifted his head, looking at you under his eyelashes.

“Hello, lovely” you murmur, shifting to make sure the gifts would stay hidden until their grand reveal.

He sat up fully now, pushing his bangs back to look at you more clearly. He blinked a few times before his vision focused, and his gaze immediately locked on how you suspiciously held your hands behind your back.

“Hey. What you g-got there?” he inquires, slinging an arm over the couch as he rests his head on top of the cushion, face slightly smooshed.

You laughed lightly before pulling your hands from behind your back, presenting the hastily made gift basket. He lifted his head in curiosity, peering into it. He smiled once he viewed the contents, hand reaching out to gently take it from you. You walked over and slid into the spot next to him, leaning against his arm as he sat the box in his lap to sort through your presents, his face finally beaming with joy. He was still quiet, only noting something about a gift when he found it particularly pleasing, but it was all you needed to know your trip was a success.

The last thing he took out was a movie, gasping when he saw the cover to realize it was his most recent favorite. He turned to you, eyes crinkling at the edges as he wrapped you in a hug. You wrapped your arms around him, grinning from ear to ear.

“I take it you liked all of them?” You question as you pull back, hands still resting on his waist.

“No, I hate ‘em,” he replies sarcastically before planting a kiss on your cheek.

Ah, well, at least this obviously helped make his day. In the meantime, you should probably go start making popcorn. Toby had already walked over to the disc player to watch the movie.

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_Yuuuuck this is so bad. I kinda rushed it and tbh had trouble with how to go about the gift giving prompt, but hopefully it’s still enjoyable!

(⌒_⌒;) hope I can keep up and write some more stuff like this throughout the month.

_PS sorry for how short it is 😧 I’ll try to make them longer from now on

[gardenwalrus]

The Beatles speaking about themselves in DISC (12 October 1963) [George & Ringo section here]

[PAUL] We’re not unapproachable… It’s fab - the success and all that - but I wish people wouldn't think that because we’re successful, we’re unapproachable. It’s not true. We’re just the same now as we always were, and I hate it when maybe someone who lives in the same street now ignores me because they’re frightened I’m going to turn my head away.  I think in the last year or so, I’ve grown up a lot. I’m still the same old Paul McCartney, but I seem to have learnt a great deal more. For instance, I know there are times when I must behave myself! When you’re in the public eye for most of the time if you’re caught out doing anything mischievous the comeback’s on the group, and the rest of the Beatles shouldn’t have to pay for any mistakes I make. 

I know it sounds stupid coming from me, but I don’t want to be classified as anything, and if I had more time, I’d like to relax and take life as it comes.  I had a taste of really relaxing when Ringo and I went to Greece.  The only part we didn’t like was having to take the garlic from all the food, and there were times when I longed for a good old steak and chips, or a few cheese slices. I’m on a slightly different food kick now. Bananas, meringues, pancakes and crepe suzettes.  In spite of this I’ve lost a lot of weight in the last few months. I suppose that’s from running around, but as long as I feel healthy, there isn’t too much to worry about.  The biggest moment in my life that I remember is getting my first bike. I must have been about seven.  But the funniest thing is, I always used to pedal backwards and it took months to get me to do it right!

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[JOHN] I want to write a book… I love doodling. You know, I want to write a book and when I eventually get round to it I want to fill it with Lennon-type ramblings and cartoons.  If I wasn’t what I am today, then I think I would like to have been a cartoonist. On the other hand, if I did too much drawing, I’d finish up with square eye balls to match my glasses! I don’t like specs, but I have to wear them. It’s as simple as that. I chose black square frames because I think they suit me best. I’ve gone right off what you call ‘beatle-neck’ jackets. Got sick of wearing them. Instead I’ve started going in for four button suits with two vents at the back, preferably in a heavyish material. I’m always looking for changes. You get a bit fed up with wearing the same gear all the time. But one thing I won’t change is the colour of my socks. I always stick to black and navy blue, and usually elastic-sided boots.  I suppose my likes and dislikes are the same as everyone else’s. But there are one or two things that make me hopping mad. For instance, I can’t stand it if someone plays one of our records in public knowing we’re there.  Another thing I hate is people who go out and buy all these wild rhythm and blues records without really understanding them but because it’s the thing to do. Maybe I’m biased, but to me, music is sacred. I love it in most forms, and even have an album of the stuff by Stravinsky, along with The Shirelles and Chuck Berry.  I like people to be natural, and perhaps a little offbeat, but not way-out. Those way-out cats are only trying to attract attention. Don’t think I’m hitting back at the groups who are supposed to copy us in dress or music. I just think they’d stand a much better chance by being themselves and, if possible, trying to think one jump ahead. 

[sunshine-overload]

[BSTS] Deep dive into the different Zakuros

After S6Ch6 dropped I went a bit mad and looked back through most of zakus old chapters to see if there were any noticeable differences between their personalities, and to my surprise, there actually were

So here’s some ramblings and excerpts relating to the zakus we know

Zakuro Number 1:

4th Dec 2019 ~ 20th Oct 2020

From when he first joined Starless till the end of Showdown

Notes: 

Escaped the Institution’s laboratory thanks to Master’s organisation raiding it

Is acquainted with Master

Is acquainted with Kei

Sin also knows who he is somehow

Is implied to have been sent to Starless by Iwami (Sin could tell who sent him when Zakuro completed a Paracelsus quote. Then later in S6CH5, Iwami quotes something similar.)

Knows a lot about Starless

Is looking for his black card and refers to it as a BLACKCARD

Has no smell

Says he has no memories but seems to be a bit more put together and know more compared to later Zakuro’s

Made Saki first listen to BLACKSTAR along with Sin

Is apparently not the original Zakuro

Zakuro Number 2:

20th Oct 2020 ~ 14th Nov 2022

From the end of Showdown till S4CH8 when he fell down the stairs

Notes

Retrieves a BLACKSTAR disc from the collapsed number 1 in an alleyway

Seems to remember even less than number 1

Is more forceful in wanting Saki to remember her memories

Is the most unhinged phase of Zakuro

Somehow oya’s more than the other Zakuro’s

Was in contact with somebody over the phone

Aogiri is particularly interested in this Zakuro

Laughing appears to be a tell that it’s no.2 

He laughed when taking the disc from collapsed No.1

He laughed after falling down the stairs

He laughed when No.3 listened to the disc that Aogiri led him to btw

Zakuro Number 3:

14th Nov 2022 ~

From the stairs incident till now

Notes

The most desperate to retrieve his memories 

Does not have much time left

Does not know where he came from

Was seemingly becoming less and less of an ‘empty shell’

Eventually merged memories with the previous Zakuro’s

Other things to note:

Zakuro’s weight is unknown, even after the medical check up event

Zakuro’s left forearm is always covered in some way in every one of his outfits, some examples:

The only time we have seen his forearm is in the medical check up events preview mv, which was most likely an error as his arm was still properly covered in the game

Also his Into Me outfit shows the most skin by far      

Also this guy from Sin’s borderline reward card kinda resembles Zakuro. (we still have no idea who tf this guy is btw)

- S2 Finale End Cutscene

(No.1 is replaced by No.2)

The cutscene starts with someone blinking, their vision is blurry and they appear to be stumbling along the streets. They turn into an alleyway and see a collapsed figure along with a standing one.

It is still unclear whose pov we see this cutscene from. The only guesses I have are Saki or Zakuro no.3.

Saki because in the final Showdown chapter she is seen leaving Starless, and her seeing baby Kei when she sees the disc would make sense. What doesn’t make sense is why she would never bring this up again ever.

Zaku no.3 doesn’t have much evidence apart from the other two people in this cutscene being Zakuro’s, so why not one more? It might also be a case of us jumping between point of views, who knows.

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S4CH8 Chapter 1

(No.2 is replaced by No.3)

Zakuro isn’t himself and is really sluggish during practice, Mokuren puts an end to the day's rehearsal. Zakuro goes out onto the balcony for some fresh air and Kasumi follows him to make sure he's ok.

kasumi: Zakuro, where are you~?

zakuro: …Dizziness… emptiness… (lyrics from Hakuchuumu)

kasumi: There you are, I think it's best you head hime today and rest~

zakuro: … ‘Am I me?’

kasumi: Zakuro! Stop, you're at the stairs!

zakuro: (slowly stumbles forwards and falls down the stairs)

kasumi: ZAKURO!!

zakuro: Ugh…

kasumi: Can you hear me!? Zakuro!

zakuro: Yeah… I can…

kasumi: Get it together! I’ll call an ambulance right away!

zakuro: …No need, I can get up myself… Guh…

kasumi: What are you saying? There's no way you can stand with injuries like this! I’m going to call someone else over, don't move, ok!?

-kasumi leaves-

zakuro: Uu… Ha… Fufu… Kuku… Kukuku… Haha, hahahahaa…

-time pass-

sotetsu: Was it really that bad of a fall?

kasumi: He didn't even try to shield himself on the way down. Anyways, we need to get him treated quickly…

sotetsu: Sounds pretty serious. And so, where is he?

kasumi: Huh?

-kasumi looks around-

kasumi: Zakuro!? Where are you, Zakuro!

sotetsu: C’mon this is a pretty tasteless prank.

kasumi: As if this would be a joke! Zakuro seriously fell down this staircase not a moment ago!

sotetsu: …Actually, there are signs that someone has had a dramatic fall here. There's blood stains, I doubt he’d be able to walk on his own.

kasumi: Exactly… He was in no condition to stand let alone walk anywhere.

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chapter 2

Zakuro returns uninjured and says the fall wasn't as bad as it looked. (This is No.3)

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SideB chapter 3

Sotetsu meets with Kasumi in an alleyway and reveals he has obtained video footage of Zakuro’s fall from the nearby buildings security camera. They live react to the footage together.

sotetsu: Alright, the camera is a bit far away but we can still see the balcony. Around what time did it happen again?

kasumi: It should be around here… There, Zakuro��s coming out onto the balcony.

sotetsu: He's stumbling… Oop. (shocked)

kasumi: (gasps) …!

sotetsu: …You're kidding, he stood up after that?

kasumi: Looks like he really did walk off into that nearby alley.

sotetsu: And that's where it ends, huh.

kasumi: …….

sotetsu: What to do. I’m not into fantasy.

kasumi: Honestly this is more like a horror.

sotetsu: It's true that there's no way you’d be able to stand on the stage right away after suffering injuries like that. And so, what on earth is that Zakuro who's singing like everything's fine?

kasumi: That's what I want to know too.

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sideB chapter 4

Sotetsu sees Sin treating a small cut he got from a knife and asks Sin what he thinks the best way to quickly heal an injury is. Sin says with time.

Sotetsu then asks, what about a more serious injury? If an athlete were to injure themselves right before the big day, would any cutting edge treatment be able to help them heal in time to play?

Sin says that treatment as early as possible would help and that a person’s will plays a big part in whether it would be possible, but even if you were to replace limbs with prosthetics the human body still takes time to heal.

Sin then asks Sotetsu if he’s heard of Theseus's Paradox.

sin: Let’s say that we have a ship here. The sail is torn so it’s replaced with a new one and the mast is bent so it is also replaced. Every time part of the ship breaks, it is replaced with a new part. And once every part has been replaced, can you still really say that it is the same ship as it originally was anymore?

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sideB chapter 5

Iwami warns Sotetsu to not bother looking into Zakuro and that nothing good will come from it. Iwami also gives Sotetsu his contact information and asks him to send him the video footage of Zakuro’s fall.

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Zakuro Alt Stage 

This card story is crazy looking back on it, the first chapter is number 2 struggling with the song and looking visibly worn out. While the second is number 3 because it takes place during the closing show.

Zakuro 3 repeats himself without knowing it because it wasn’t even him who originally said it the first time.

read here: https://www.tumblr.com/sunshine-overload/701174463474040832/bsts-zakuro-alt-stage-4-card-story

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S5CH6 Chapter 3 sideA

kongou: That's fine. That's C's... Zakuro's stage costume right? I wouldn't even be able to tell it had frayed, you're pretty diligent.

aogiri: Once I see an imperfection in a piece of clothing I can't stop thinking about it. Furthermore this is an important stage outfit.

kongu: Something the matter?

aogiri: On the inside of the belt there's... Could this be a note? It looks like it's some kind of poem?

kongou: I wonder what's up with that. You can leave it with me if you'd like, I'll bring it to Zakuro. Since you're busy with performing and training.

aogiri: Is that ok? In that case, please do.

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Chapter 5 sideB extra

kongou: Good work out there, Zakuro. Looking at that note again are you?

zakuro: Indeed. I am still yet to work out what it is.

kongou: Aogiri found that when he was repairing your costume didn't he? It seemed like it had been hidden away there on purpose. I thought it must've been something of importance to you…

zakuro: Hm... I have no idea either.

kongou: At first glance it looked like a lyric from a song.

zakuro: This arrangement of words does not exist in my repertoire. Even so, this definitely looks to be my handwriting.

kongou: Is that so? That's curious then. It's as if it's some kind of code.

zakuro: Hm, a code you say?

-zakuro suddenly looks serious-

kongou: Zakuro...?

zakuro: It looks as though a pebble has risen from the riverbank... This is my...

zakuro: ...!

zakuro: —I see, I see. In the end it appears this was a little love letter to myself.

kongou: What?

zakuro: Please excuse me, I will be heading out to continue this discussion on my own.

-time pass, old starless stage-

zakuro: Let's see here. Will a demon or a serpent appear? Or perhaps...

-looks at note-

zakuro: The answer that I'm searching for might very well be here.

-zakuro searches around the stage-

zakuro: Well well, this is…

-finds CD-

zakuro: There's no mistaking it, this is the jewel that I've been seeking.

-plays CD, blackstar bgm-

zakuro: —Aah yes this is undoubtedly it. This is what I had been lacking for so long. With this, my answer is finally...

-screen flashes-

zakuro: Ugh! ...Ugh...Tch…

-more flashes, zakuro falls to the ground-

zakuro: Ugh... Ah... Haha.... Hahhaha...

-black screen-

zakuro: ....Fufu.

-time pass, break room-

kongou: Oh Zakuro, you're back.

zakuro: Thanks to you I have taken back something very important.

kongou: You understood what the note meant then?

zakuro: Certainly, certainly. Why singing? Well that is once again because it is something that needs to be done. Moreover, simply asking 'why' was just a bubble on the surface. Therefore it is greatly different to that which is well known to most— It feels as though I've finally woken back up.

kongou: Zakuro...?

zakuro: Be as it may I too desire to carry out what it is that I must do.

kongou: I'm not really following what you're saying, but if you've found your own resolution then I'm glad.

zakuro: Yes yes, undoubtedly. From now on, I will leave it to him.

—end

(note: I believe this disc incident is when Zakuro regained memories of No.2 and merged with him. Possibly merging with No.1’s memories as well.)

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further reading: https://www.tumblr.com/sunshine-overload/778173571249979392/bsts-recent-zakuro-related-chapters?source=share

[myriadlabrynth]

Pairing Dynamics of Hanamiya + Kiridai

Inspired by how in the “best pair” ranking in Kurofes, it specifically said that there were a lot of votes for pairs involving Hanamiya and the rest of Kiridai. So I’m just gonna ramble about them with some headcanons.

Furuhashi - Hanamiya

My most favorite

Everyone in Kiridai isn’t too fazed by Hanamiya’s anger. At least his “baseline anger”, cause we’ve seen even Furuhashi being surprised by Hanamiya being especially angry. 

 But I just love Furuhashi’s overall cool-collected demeanor to Hanamiya’s short fuse in particular.

The side eye the side eye the side eye

My favorite genre of images (the anime versions are cute but I think I prefer the manga ones overall)

When Hanamiya was first building up the starter lineup and sizing up the team members, Hanamiya acknowledged Furuhashi’s skills as a basketball player but  was especially drawn in by the dark aura Furuhashi gave off and the glint in Furuhashi’s dead-eyes, with Furuhashi being the most eager to give rough play a try.

Other players were reluctant about it, but Furuhashi was all in at the start.

 Hanamiya was impressed by how much of a natural Furuhashi was at it

And also amused by the way Furuhashi purposely acts obtuse about it when confronted.

Furuhashi is the most onboard with it and is willing to try any “new methods” Hanamiya suggests, including the “finger snaps” ones.

They have a mutually beneficial relationship. Hanamiya benefits from Furuhashi’s willingness to participate in his methods, and Furuhashi gets to satiate his sadistic needs.

Furuhashi is a comforting calm presence for Hanamiya. 

Though he can be a tad annoyed with how Furuhashi doesn’t really mince words or will call out his bullshit without hesitating (with the same monotone voice lol) Source: The Kiridai epilogue.

Seto - Hanamiya

Self explanatory but still sweet.

Canonically understands Hanamiya the most.

Seto’s the one person in the group that Hanamiya can in some way, let his guard down 

Not overtly sappy but since Seto’s the one who can come close to understanding Hanamiya’s mind, Hanamiya is more willing to drop a pinch of vulnerability.

With Hanamiya’s “Did you really think I’d say that, idiot?” moments, Seto can catch on the times where there was some truth to Hanamiya’s “lie”

I like to think Seto and Hanamiya had a similar first interaction as Imayoshi and Hanamiya did back in junior high, where Imayoshi was the first to catch on to Hanamiya's fake goody two shoes act (see chapter 6 of Replace V).

Except unlike Imayoshi, Seto was never condescending. And Seto’s reason for catching on wasn’t based on some cynical belief like “there’s no such thing as a good person”, Seto’s just not stupid.

And of course, Hanamiya addressing Seto by his first name….cute

The crumbs we got in the 10th anniversary disc were honestly so cute, so glad we got to hear “Kentaro” from Hanamiya again.

Yamazaki - Hanamiya

This one is cute to me. I love how chill Yamazaki is with Hanamiya

He just has this grin whenever he interacts with him

Hanamiya is put off by Yamazaki’s abrasiveness and honestly had some doubts about adding him to the starting lineup, with him being either reluctant or too obvious with the roughplay when he gave it a try. He had some concerns about Yamazaki being too much of a goody two shoes.

But his basketball skills were enough, more than enough even. 

Especially with Hanamiya clearing putting more focus on the team’s “foundational skills”, post-Seirin v. Rakuzan, which I believe Yamazaki has the most of (aside from Hanamiya himself)

Hanamiya has mixed feelings overall about Yamazaki, but had eventually grown accustomed to this presence, enough to a point where it would be odd if he wasn’t there.

Even though Yamazaki can be a pain in the ass who enjoys pushing his buttons a bit too much.

Hara - Hanamiya

Sad we don’t really have much canon interactions between them. I believe it was just in the manga, where Hanamiya yelled at him and Yamazaki, but even then it was moreso at Yamazaki.

Mentioned this in a prior post, but Hara and Hanamiya tag team with their respective positions in the Health and Disciplinary committees

Holding these positions allows the Kiridai basketball club to keep the rough-play hush hush from the school, as they can circumvent any reports that may come in.

This goes with my headcanon that they practice their rough play on the third-string players, and some of them want to report them. But are met with threats from both Hanamiya and Hara.

Like Furuhashi, Hara was eager to participate in the rough play. But less for sadistic reasons and moreso to piss off people. Either way, this made things easier for Hanamiya.

Hara teases Hanamiya like everyone else but is loyal to him (and the rest of the team but probably wouldn’t admit it.)

When Hanamiya needs “something done”, Hara’s the one he’ll ask. And Hara would normally comply without question.

I completely subscribe to Hara calling Hanamiya “boss” or “sir”

Although Hanamiya can be annoyed by them, having to reel them in at times, both Yamazaki and Hara are comforting presences in their own way. He doesn’t realize it but he needs their spunk to balance things out.

He would realize  this if the two of them were gone for a while, and it becomes “annoyingly quiet”.

“Can’t live with them, can’t live without them” kind of thing.

[project-sekai-facts]

i recall some kind of theory or pointing out of the fact that tsukasa's focus sets have had him getting less and less authority each time, and with the role of a minor character, it seems to have been intentional

oh i remember a lot of players on JP and KR side pointing that out when Phoenix released! and yeah I think it's definitely true

he went from king -> commoner -> jester/circus performer (for the king) -> a shadow

actually i have a lot of thoughts about his new card and i doubt this set will get an official blog post so i might just ramble a bit. (ftr: haven't read the event yet, sekai.best isn't updating and i surprisingly haven't really found anything from looking through JP/KR side either). specifically, i have a few thoughts about tsukasa being a shadow in this card because it's actually way more than that. oh to be a media student

first off the costume name: phantasmagoria. according to wikipedia, this was an old form of horror theatre that involved projecting scary images. (it's quite interesting actually you can read the article here). the effects in phantasmagoria productions would be done using magic lanterns, the ones you slide a disc with a picture into so it projects it onto a wall. usually, they'd use rear projection, where the lantern is placed behind the surface it's being projected on (so the surface would usually be smoke or some sort of semi-transparent screen) to keep up the illusion (rear projection is how old movies did backgrounds for reference).

now here's where the light in the card comes into play. for starters, rear projection clearly isn't being used here because he's on the stage-thingy (that will be relevant later). also instead of the light shining at him as if he were the subject being projected, it's shining down on him. while partially this was definitely done in part for composition cool points (the composition on this card is so fucking good actually it has nothing to do with symbolism but like holy shit), it's very reminiscent of a spotlight. as i said, i haven't had the chance to read the event yet but i'm assuming this will connect with him having to play a minor role (or play the shadow as the gacha says) and still putting himself in the spotlight.

i like that idea actually because if you link the fact he's standing in the spotlight that means he is still casting a shadow. it may appear to the viewer as if he's the centre of attention - he's right in the light, literally hitting all the composition marks to make him the sole focus of the card - but he's still just a shadow in a larger phantasmagoria. and actually, the spotlight sort of goes around him, he's pretty much cast in darkness despite being in the light and i love how that reflects him being part of a smaller role or "shadow". he stands in the spotlight and puts on a great show no matter if he's truly the star.

lastly: the pose. now look at this 4koma where he does a bird pose:

familiar? while in this 4koma he's meant to be imitating an eagle, i can't help but notice some striking similarities in how he's posed.

also the gacha has a feather! specifically a black one. unfortunately since there are no actual birds on the cards, nor are there feathers, I can't tell you exactly what bird he is meant to be..,

although if you wanted to really grasp at straws then his last event was called Towards the Phoenix at the Sky's Edge the play from that event was called Happy Phoenix and both the play and the lead role in it are incredibly significant to Tsukasa personally and he ended up cast as the lead role in that play and even though the lead role isn't the phoenix that bird is still significant to him in some way.

also going all the way back to the original point of his class decreasing with every set i think while yes in this set he has been reduced to nothing more than a prop, or even less so a mere shadow, but at the same time if you chose to go with that incredibly reachy phoenix idea, it's a comeback. the phoenix rises from the ashes, tsukasa can be reduced to nothing and still be the star owning the spotlight, the most powerful one in the room. hell, he's still on a stage despite everything. i think it's super neat actually that despite this being him at the lowest rank, he's actually in the place where he belongs.

i believe i've only briefly mentioned it in passing on this account before, but theatre is his life. above all else Tsukasa is an actor and the stage is where he thrives. i think it's so interesting how with each set he loses authority, but he also gets closer to being on the stage. the king is at (well, near) his castle where he leads (link to WMS), Torpe is at his piano where he performs (link to Dazzling Light), the Jester is at the circus where he performs, and then you get the one that's hardest to define as any set character. it's not a king or a pianist or jester, it's just some performer on a stage. this time there's no character, and it's not just "some performer" because this is tsukasa. it's still another role, but this time the role is, as the event synopsis states, more "real". this is tsukasa where he belongs, he never needed any sort of power or to play the role of another performer in order to shine because he himself is a performer at his core. Torpe is a performer, but Torpe is not Tsukasa. Tsukasa is Tsukasa, and Tsukasa is a performer. Something like that.

sekai.best please update

[emarie-writes]

Facts & Flustered

Chris Hartley x GN!Reader

Summary: A science museum date with Chris Hartley turns unexpectedly flirty when his nerdy charm proves way too hard to resist.

Warnings: Fluff, light make-out, mild language, nerdy flirting, self-indulgent as a science nerd myself

Chris wasn’t exactly sprinting ahead, but he definitely had a bit of a bounce in his step as the two of you entered the science museum. His eyes scanned every exhibit like he was trying to absorb the entire place at once.

“Oh my God—they’ve got a full-scale Voyager replica,” he said, grinning like a kid on Christmas morning. “Come on, you have to see this.”

You followed him toward the glass case, already smiling at how effortlessly animated he was. He wasn’t rambling, exactly—but he talked fast when he was excited, and he was definitely excited. “That gold disc up there?” he said, pointing. “It’s literally a message in a bottle for aliens. Music, greetings, directions to Earth. And like… whale sounds. We really just launched our weird little mixtape into space.”

You laughed, and he turned toward you, clearly pleased with himself.

“Tell me that’s not cool,” he said.

“It’s definitely cool. A little dramatic.”

“Yeah, well, we were shooting our shot,” he said with a shrug, bumping your shoulder lightly with his. “Can’t blame us for trying to be cosmic flirts.”

You rolled your eyes, still grinning, and let him pull you into the next room. Every few steps, he paused to point something out—a tectonic display, a mineral wall, a fossilized jaw that looked like it belonged to a prehistoric nightmare. And every time, he had a quick fact or a comment, delivered with a charming blend of curiosity and goofiness that somehow never felt like showing off.

“Fun fact,” he said, kneeling in front of a trilobite exhibit, “these guys had compound eyes, like flies. They were basically little armored sea bugs with laser vision.”

You crossed your arms, watching him with amusement. “You rehearsing for a TED Talk?”

He looked up at you, grinning. “Maybe. You listening?”

“Honestly? Yeah. Against all odds, I am.”

He stood, brushing his hands on his jeans. “Don’t act surprised. I’m fascinating.”

“You’re something,” you teased. “I just haven’t figured out what yet.”

“Keep investigating. That’s science, baby.”

By the time you reached the mineral wing, he was mid-sentence about geode formations when something in your chest just snapped—in a good way. You stepped a little closer. “Okay, not to interrupt your lecture, Professor, but I really want to kiss you right now.”

Chris blinked, thrown off for just a second. Then he leaned in slightly, smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Yeah?”

You tugged him by the sleeve toward a quiet hallway between exhibits. “Yeah.”

He let you back him against the wall without hesitation, and the second your lips were on his, he kissed you back like he meant it—hands sliding to your waist, body warm against yours, breath catching just a little like he hadn’t expected you to actually go for it. But when you pulled back, he was already chasing your mouth again before stopping himself, flushed and breathless.

“I was literally talking about sediment layers,” he said, laughing under his breath. “You’re just out here ambushing me.”

“You loved it.”

“Obviously.” He smoothed a hand through his hair. “You’re really gonna make me associate geodes with kissing you now. Every time I see one, I’m gonna be like, ‘Oh yeah. That’s when they made out with me in a hallway.’”

“Sounds like positive reinforcement to me.”

Chris gave a quiet groan and pulled you back in for one more quick kiss, smiling against your mouth.

Later, you found him near the museum’s kids’ section—holding court, essentially, crouched next to a group of elementary schoolers and a plastic model of a human skull.

He hadn’t planned this. Someone must’ve asked him for help, and he—naturally—stepped in.

“Okay, so this right here is the mandible,” he said, pointing at the lower jaw. “Helps you talk, chew, and make weird faces at your friends when the teacher’s not looking.”

A few kids giggled. One of them raised their hand and asked if he was a real scientist. Chris grinned. “Nah, I just know a lot of random stuff and talk too much. Works out sometimes.”

You watched from the side with your arms folded, heart doing that stupid flip-flop thing as he answered their questions with patience and humor, slipping into that easy, confident rhythm he got when he wasn’t trying too hard.

When he noticed you watching, he gave you a tiny wink—and then immediately messed up the part name he was saying, stuttering through “zygomatic” like it was a tongue twister. You tried not to laugh.

Later, up on the rooftop garden as the sun dipped below the skyline, he leaned against the railing beside you, sipping his drink.

“So?” he asked. “On a scale of ‘mildly entertaining’ to ‘please never take me anywhere again,’ how’d I do?”

You turned toward him, the breeze brushing hair across your face. “Honestly? I’d let you drag me through ten more museums if it means I get to kiss you in quiet hallways.”

Chris ducked his head with a small laugh. “Wow. Weirdest compliment I’ve ever gotten—and definitely top three.”

“You’re weird. That’s the appeal.”

He looked over at you, a little soft around the edges now. “Yeah? So, uh… you wanna come over? I’ve got a telescope. And maybe some leftover facts you haven’t heard yet.”

You stepped in close, brushing his hand with yours. “Only if I’m allowed to interrupt you again.”

He smiled, eyes crinkling. “I’m kinda hoping you do.”

[pageofthemicocee]

Grins cutely....hey gang..

Let me drop my all the art before the ramble I have three of nine ocs drawn! The ramble will state who's who and whatnot

Me when I share the information of Phighting ocs because hell yah!!

Pin

Sweet nice and a bit shy knows how to hold herself in a fight has a mean fuckin swinging arm

Gear is a rolling pin but she also uses a pan she was gifted with from Aunt before she left on her own endeavors

Knives(the purple one lol)

Pin's cousin who tagged along on her adventures throughout the lands and collects all sorts of ingredients and materials during their stops and helps prep and cook with Pin and enjoy collecting having many types of collections

Their gear is a kitchen knife. They have great precision and speed that preparation only takes just a few minutes to setup, despises Lance with a burn passion and fights "the voices" not to throw a knife at his ass

Lance(THE bitch of my lil oc world) (drawn, the blue and green)

Cocky and rude, works as a mechanic by day shifty dealer by night. Bugs the shit out of Pin and Knives and eyes their food truck a lot for valuable parts. Ambitious and pushy, doesn't like to be kept waiting.

His gear originally was a lance but he made modifications to it and turned it into a drill lance. After this success he was very prominent in honing his mechanical skills to go even further with it

Cartoon(Stage name TwoStep)

Silent fella most of the time unless you happen to be Record, he'll yap up a storm when he's most comfortable. Record's childhood friend like sibs from another mother lol is a very good dancer and secretly a good fighter. Son to a rich family but prefers to keep his family life separate in fear of complications and his parents feeding off of his career in show business or getting upset with his history of joining tourneys and high skilled combat.

Gear is his blue and yellow Cartoon swords, he normally keeps his blue one on his back most of the time never summons his gear within the range of his house, and was almost caught sparing against an old tree not too far away.

Record(Stage name Scratch)

A small name in the world of fortune and fame Record is her name and music making is her game! Well at least she hopes so, she and Cartoon both set out to make a name for themselves with Record growing up off the streets of crossroads she's a gritty outgoing person and not afraid to make a statement when she deems so. She's a choreographer for hire and a musician in her free time practicing with Cartoon. She has a friendly rivalry with Boombox

Her gear is her turn tables' discs' and has implementations of Capoeira through her fighting style and is very good and body reading

Token(Leader of the Lucky Sevens)

Sly and mischievous and deceptive as she is clever as fuck. Token is born into a rich family and has up on the surface a normal life, that is until you meet her gang of thieves/bounty hunters she names the Lucky Sevens, their goal? Make it rain cash and everything that glitters. Token on the surface maybe a rich girl but don't let her get wind of the goodies she might just steal em later that day or week with her crew...

Her gear is her lucky Coin and pistol accompanying her. Her luck is enough to save her with a flick of the trigger and the ricochet of her coin she's an unpredictable gal one could even say lucky

Daggers(the second member of the Lucky Sevens)

Tired and a man of few words, always a voice of reason to Paws' chaotic energy and actions helping make plans more definitive and clear, master tactician and fighter with speed few can match. Always knows what's happening and going on as a keen listener.

Gear is his blue n red daggers and with speed and ideal planning it's deadly combination.

Paws(The third and youngest of the Lucky Sevens)

Rowdy and hyper and the youngest of the gang she's the life of the party and the menace of the three she's everywhere if Daggers isn't watching her and probably clawing something to shreds if in an angry fit of rage best not to be in her way, she doesn't have a living place and stays with Daggers instead

Her gear is her cat claw paws she's a fast swiper and very alert but her clumsiness can be her demise

Rolly

Good friend of Pin's and helps with the Food truck and an acquaintance of Slingshot's. Has a need for speed and is a got to gal for all things delivery she's got speed and quality service for customers and her Crossroads delivery service

She doesn't have a gear but considers her Rollerblades her most treasured and strongest possession and joy

I have more.... blinks cutely...

[bassboosted-moon-chao]

Layton community, with great pleasure I bring you, mysterium chimaerae.

a monsterified Hershel! the physiology is based on a mix of various animals, but the most defining are the Harris's hawk, the tawny owl, foxes, felines, and a bit of deer. More design doodles under the cut, along with a long physiology ramble.

He can stand bipedal, as his back talons are strong enough for it, but it's easier to stand and move quadrupedal. The main body is very slim and flexible, with elasticated skin (meaning muscle + bone is slightly visible, but this is normal). Antlers are mostly for display, but can be used for ramming in an emergency. The wings stay tucked to the body when not in use, protecting him from the elements. The planar disc around his elongated feline-esque face- paired with the ear-like tufts- allows for precise hearing. Four whiskers, two either side of the jaw, give slightly more acute sense. Eyes fix forward permanently, and head turns to watch. The midriff and stomach are fairly receded, while the ribcage and pelvis are fairly sharp but quite short and somewhat collapsible, allowing him to fit into small spaces. The neck, body and tail portions of the spinal column can move independently for greater mobility.

Front legs are long and thin, while back legs are short and strong. This means that he stands full height with back arched, chest forward and shoulders back, and "slinks" with front half rolled forward when walking. When standing bipedal, his front legs come up to the chest to provide balance, the wings lay down rather than flat to the sides, and the back legs splay slightly to provide adequate stance.

The coat is layered. The thinnest fur is dark tan, and very soft and fine. On top of that is the orange fur, which is a little thicker, and mostly for warmth. Then, the topmost dark layer is feathers, which are hydrophobic. Between these, sharing characteristics of both feather and fur, is the chestnut brown covering, which is also slightly water repellant and is quite coarse. Antlers have a thin layer of velvet; the purpose of which is unknown, as he appears to be fully matured. Wings have a black top coat with a singular orange "splotch" each, and an orange underside beholding eye-like markings, possibly for intimidation.

When running, he reaches incredibly high speeds comparable to that of a large feline— the back legs provide driving power, while the front legs, wings and tail provide directional control. Flight is mostly gliding, but he can gain traction in air with enough effort.

Diet is currently not fully known, but he has taken great interest in teas, fruits and vegetables, and carbohydrate-heavy plain foods, with the occasional sweeter meal.

[simplepotatofarmer]

I recently saw re-blog about the Omela joke, and what makes it particularly layered, and honestly really funny is the fact that part of the story is the fact that the narrator introduced to child because of the fact the readers will most likely expect there to be a dangerous price to a utopia. It’s kept ambiguous if the child is actually real or if it’s just something that the narrator created because the audience expected it.

Honestly, it’s really does also add to the small problem when it comes to fanfiction believing at the biggest solution is to kill one of the Discduo to end the conflict since one can make the argument that they’re just a part of a bigger problem with the server. Like even if one of them is dead, how does it fix every problem in the server? I mean, Tommy being an exiled doesn’t fix everything, especially since there were still conflict like the butcher army. Same thing when Dream was in the prison now it’s just the egg and later on Wilbur.

I will admit it’s a bit bit of a a ramble mess based on a realization based on a joke, but I just really think that that comparison to those who walk away from Omela is such a perfect way to explain everything about the conflict and why that type of thinking doesn’t work for a long-term

yeah, that's exactly it!

c!dream believes that c!tommy is root cause of the problems on the server. and honestly? he had reason to believe that. the disc conflicts were almost all initiated by tommy (after tommy had traded the discs to dream fairly) for example. dream is solution orientated to fault. he wants to fix things and this desire gets warped into needing to control everything. but despite dream's reasons and there being some truth to it, solving the 'tommy problem' was never going to fix everything. and dream does know this because his other priorities lie with.... everything else regarding the revive book and dreamXD and the resets.

the reverse can be said about c!tommy, too. c!dream has become the symbol of all his problems because dream has genuinely caused him great distress and harm! a lot of tommy's problems do, in fact, stem from his relationship with dream. but just as many of them stem from his toxic relationship with c!wilbur, if not more of them. because dream has always been a bit of a blunt tool wearing tommy down while wilbur was much more subtle about his control and abuse. and tommy does have moments when he clearly realizes this! he does understand it's not just dream but dream is a sort of... less complicated boogeyman to point at.

neither of their problems will be solved by the other dying.

and honestly? neither would the server's problems. there's things outside of the two of them that would cause strife and unrest. not just the egg or wilbur but things like the cookie outpost and las nevadas and unethical slime cloning and people having nukes.

but i do think the server always kinda depended on the two of them being okay. tommy included here but dream especially. nothing can be right or fixed unless dream has a chance to grow and change and that honestly hinges on tommy doing the same and the finale shows that. they were so close.

(and obviously that doesn't mean either one has to forgive the other, like i'm heading this off at the pass but it does mean learning to let go and move on and be okay and at peace with yourself.)