#it's one of my fave things about this game

[lighthouse-for-the-lost]

On my hands and knees, begging with tears..!! Anything more with Sweet Girl!Reader x Soldier Boy! It’s the air I breathe, the water I drink..! Your writing is absolutely phenomenal!!

Cotton Candy and Something Like Butterflies

Part One--||--Part Two

Description: You got that teddy bear...no bears to be exact and it was all to your masked crusader. However, you weren't leaving the fair until you were his. And he was going to make sure of that.

Pairings: Soldier Boy x Reader

Warnings: Soldier Boy is his own warning, language. Sweet, toothache cuteness

Note: This request is another fave and I love it so much. My heart yearns for sweet Soldier Boy. Also to add--some do not understand the idea of fan fiction and how you can ultimately change a bit of the character's personality to your liking. That is the entire idea of fan fiction. Yes I know Soldier Boy is as a whole-a butt, and is overall written as a terrible person.  However, I like to think that in the presence of women- from what I have seen from small parts of the show, he had some potential to be super sweet to women. 

Also...I can do what I want. 

This is the final part to this series...if you want more...please send your requests!

The teddy bear was almost as tall as you...maybe taller. No scratch that—it was as tall as you.  Your arms barely fit around its middle as you carried it awkwardly between game stalls, occasionally having to peek around the giant fuzzy head to avoid bumping into strangers. Every few steps, someone smiled and asked where you had won it. You could only laugh, cheeks hot.

"Oh, I didn’t. Someone won it for me." You had not stopped smiling since.

Ben—no, Soldier Boy, though he had asked you to call him Ben, had disappeared back into the thick of the fair after your brief, unexpected moment together. You had kept playing that in your mind.

The ring toss.

His arm around you.

That deep, rough, intoxicating voice calling you Princess.

You tried not to think too hard about the part where he patted your head like some kind of shy kitten. But also? You kind of loved it. And now, as you wandered closer to the Funhouse like he'd ask, dragging your bear and still tasting powdered sugar from a funnel cake you’d caved in and bought your heart palpitating with each step forward.

You never usually did things like this.

Waiting for a superhero.

Especially not him. Soldier Boy was legendary in... complicated ways. But for some reason, you were not nervous.  You felt safe, in the weirdest, warmest way. When you rounded the corner, you saw him. He was leaning against a food cart, arms crossed over his chest, looking incredibly out of place among the pastel-colored balloons and carnival lights. His whole vibe screamed 1940s war drama, but there he was, squinting at a blue raspberry slush like it had personally offended him. You smiled. Couldn't help it. 

His shoulders dropped, and his brows relaxed.

"Was starting to think you ditched me," he said, half-smirking.

"I got distracted," you said sheepishly, holding up the bear. "He's a little hard to travel with."

Ben nodded solemnly. "Yeah, he looks like trouble."

You laughed. He blinked, then looked away quickly—almost as if he was shy. "Hungry?" He asked, gesturing to the cart beside him. "They got corndogs, and that fried Oreo thing. Not bad."

You hesitated, then gave a small nod. "A little...but not for the corndogs or the fried Oreo..."

He smiled. "Then what do you want-"

"Funnel cake." You said abruptly.

Before you could even reach for your wallet, he had already tossed a twenty on the counter. You opened your mouth to protest, but he gave you a look that shut it right down.

"I said I wanted to win you more stuff," he grunted. "Didn't say it had to be from a booth."

The vendor handed him two funnel cakes and a soda."

Ben handed them to you like he was passing along sacred treasure.

“I… thank you,” you said quietly. You were sure your face was red.

He scratched the back of his neck, looking around like he was suddenly overwhelmed by the color and noise. Then, softly, “I don’t usually do this. Talk to people.”

You blinked. “You’re… literally a public figure.”

“Yeah, and I hate it,” he muttered.

“This.” he gestured to the two of you standing awkwardly near the food cart, surrounded by laughter and neon lights, “This is different.”

Your stomach did a funny little flip. You looked down at the corndog in your hands and smiled. “I think it’s nice.”

He looked at you for a long moment. Then, like he didn’t know what to do with his hands, he shoved them into his pockets and jerked his head toward the Funhouse.

“You wanna walk?” You nodded.

The two of you wandered past spinning rides and slow-moving games. You talked a little. He asked about where you were from, and you told him. He asked if you came to the fair often, and you laughed because, really, who says that? He grumbled about the noise. You apologized like it was your fault.

“Don’t do that,” he said suddenly, stopping mid-step.

You blinked. “Do what?”

“Apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Your breath caught in your throat. “Oh. Right. Sorry—I mean, I—” He gave you a look.

You smiled sheepishly and nodded. “Got it.”

“Good girl.” Your knees nearly gave out.

At the edge of the fairgrounds, you reached the Ferris wheel. The line was short now, most of the families having cleared out. Ben eyed it skeptically.

“I don’t trust things that spin.”

“Come on,” you said softly. “It’s slow. You can see the whole fair from the top.”

He hesitated, glancing at the creaky metal frame like it was going to launch him into orbit. You bumped your shoulder gently into his arm.

“Scared?” you teased.

His head snapped toward you. “I’m a war hero, sweetheart. I don’t get scared.”

“Then ride the Ferris wheel with me.”

He stared at you a moment longer. Then sighed, dramatically.

“Fine. But if we die, I’m blaming you.”

The Ferris wheel groaned as it started to move. The two of you sat side by side in the little metal carriage, the teddy bear wedged awkwardly between your knees. The higher you rose, the more the noise of the fair began to fall away. You weren’t afraid of heights, but the moment felt fragile somehow, like if you spoke too loudly, it might disappear.

Ben shifted beside you, the bench creaking under his weight.

“You’re different,” he said suddenly.

You looked at him, surprised.

“Most people… look at me like I’m a freak. Or like I owe ‘em something.”

“I don’t think you’re a freak,” you said quietly.

He studied you, green eyes a little too honest in the dim lights.

“Yeah,” he murmured. “That’s the problem.”

You didn’t know what to say to that. But your hand, without thinking, reached across the space between you and gently touched his. He froze. Then slowly—so slowly—you felt his fingers wrap around yours. When the Ferris wheel reached the very top, you looked out.

Stars. Lights. The glowing cotton candy sky of the fair beneath your feet.

“It’s beautiful,” you whispered.

“Yeah,” Ben said beside you. “It is.”

You turned to look at him and found that he wasn’t looking at the lights. He was looking at you. The wind was gentle this high up. It tugged at your hair, carrying with it the smell of sugar, fried food, and salt air. Below, the lights of the fair twinkled like stars strewn across earth instead of sky. And still, he was looking at you.

Ben wasn’t grinning. He wasn’t smirking. He wasn’t flexing for attention or cracking a joke. His green eyes were steady, focused. You looked away first.

“People must tell you you’re charming all the time,” you said softly, trying to break the weight of it. “Even if you pretend, you’re not.”

Ben’s brows lifted slightly. “They mostly tell me I’m a jackass.”

You smiled. “That too.”

He gave a breath of a laugh—quiet and genuine. And then he said it, voice low enough it might have gotten carried off by the wind if you hadn’t been listening so closely:

“You make me feel like I ain’t some… relic.”

You turned toward him slowly. He was still watching you, but now, his gaze had dropped to your hand, where his fingers still lightly curled around yours.

“I don’t know what I’m doin’ here,” he said, voice rougher now, more vulnerable. “I don’t date. I don’t… try with people. But you—”

“I didn’t ask you to try,” you said, gently.

“No,” he agreed. “You didn’t have to.”

Your heart thudded hard against your ribs. The Ferris wheel gave a quiet groan as it reached the very top and paused, the ride halting for a moment like it knew what was happening. Ben leaned a little closer. Not sudden. Not demanding. Just… close. His shoulder brushing yours, his eyes searching your face like he was still trying to figure out if this was real or something cooked up in a coma-dream from the ‘80s.

And then, as soft as a whisper: “Can I kiss you?”

You nodded.

He leaned in.

And the kiss—wasn't what you expected. Not from Soldier Boy. It wasn’t messy or rough or rushed. It was gentle. Warm. Careful. Like you were something he wasn’t used to having but suddenly wasn’t ready to let go of. You kissed him back. And when he pulled away just a few inches, still close enough for you to feel his breath, his voice was quiet:

“You got a little powdered sugar on your lip.”

You smiled. “You could’ve just said you wanted a second kiss.”

Ben smirked. “I always want a second kiss.”

You wandered back toward the edge of the fair sometime later, the teddy bear trailing behind you in Ben’s arms now. He carried it like it was a shield, one arm slung around its belly and the other casually brushing against yours whenever your hands got too close.

“I still say it should be named after me,” he said.

You raised a brow. “We agreed on Benny. It’s a compromise.”

He grunted. “I gave you Homelander the dragon. You owe me naming rights.”

You reached into the little paper tray of leftover funnel cake and plucked one, holding it up like a peace offering.

“Call it even?”

Ben stared at the cake again, like it had personally wronged him, then leaned down and bit it out of your hand.

You squeaked, laughing. “You’re such a menace.”

“And you like it,” he said, crumbs on his mouth.

You did.

Maybe too much.

When you reached the parking lot at the far edge of the fairgrounds, the lights behind you shimmered in the night like the whole place was fading into a dream. Ben shifted the bear into one arm and turned to face you. “Where’s your car?”

You pointed a little ways down.

He nodded. “I’ll walk you.”

You didn’t argue.

At your car, it got quiet again. Not awkward. Just… soft.

Ben shifted on his feet, suddenly unsure of himself in a way you wouldn’t have believed earlier.

You reached for the bear—but he didn’t let go right away.

“What?” you asked, tilting your head.

He shrugged. “I just… I dunno.”

“You don’t have to say anything,” you whispered. “Tonight was already more than I expected.”

“I don’t want it to be the last one,” he said, blunt and honest.

You blinked up at him. “It doesn’t have to be.”

Ben gave a slow nod. Then reached into his back pocket, pulled out a pen, and—oh, God—scribbled his number on your wrist.

You laughed. “Very romantic.”

“It’s the only thing I remember how to do from the ‘80s. That and roller disco.”

You looked down at the number. He hadn’t even written “Soldier Boy.” He wrote Ben.

He watched your face, then leaned in and pressed one last kiss—shorter this time—to your forehead.

“Call me when you get home.”

“I will.”

He gave the bear one last pat on the head, handed it over to you gently, and stepped back.

“Night, Princess.”

“Night, Ben.”

You watched him walk away, boots crunching gravel, arms swinging loose at his sides like he didn’t have the weight of the world on his shoulders anymore. Maybe just the weight of one very happy girl and a bear named after himself. And you knew, deep down, that you were going to be thinking about this night and that kiss—for a long, long time.

[ahappydnp]

just wanted to say thanks for all you do!! I was very involved in the phandom 2015-2017 and only since dapg renaissance have I gotten Really back into it. so there’s a lot of lore I missed + things I never knew the first time around, so one of my fave activities is to do a keyword search on your blog for different things and read through it all. it’s a great way to get caught up and also scratches the same itch as a wikipedia deep dive.

appreciate all of your hard work <3 that being said, we understand that you do this for the love of the game, so please don’t ever feel bad about not answering an ask! you deserve to have a chill time on the internet too :-)

omg welcome back!!! did you hear they're gay now!!! also terrifying to know what you've found searching my blog but glad you're having fun adasfdskjg

[bookishdreamer28]

What it feels like

Mattheo Riddle x reader ♡

"Well look who it is. The little pixie of Hogwarts." I stopped in my tracks and sighed deeply. Not again. Not another day of hearing his annoying voice. His beautiful but annoying voice.

"Don't you have better things to do Riddle?" I asked him bluntly.

"Oh I definitely have but there's something funny bout you getting mad over my" he pushed his hair back "charms."

I almost laughed at how stupid he is.

"Charms? Oh don't make me laught this much Riddle it's too early for jokes. Especially your lame ones." I turned around and left for the potion class. Stupid Mattheo, with his stupid face and his ridiculously stupid but pretty smile. I hated the fact that I've been crushing on him for months.

___

Is he doing it on purpose? Has he made a bet? A deal? I tried to scrub of the very shiny glitter of my uniform but it was pointless. I happened to have to sit next to him in the class. If things were different, I would have been over the moon to be him but once he showed his true colors, the only thing he does is getting on my nerves.

"I hate him. I hate him so much." I mumbled under my breath and I threw away the scrubber and walked in the Ravenclaw common room.

"You're ok? I heard what happened in class." A friend of mine came up to me.

"No! It's never ok when stupid Riddle is in the middle of everything!" I angrily replied but then tried to calm down. "Sorry for exploding like this."

My friend smiled gently. "No worries. I know he bothers you a lot. Slytherins are not known for their "kindness"." She laughed and I smiled nodding.

"Anyway, I'll head upstairs. I'll talk to you later." I hugged her and went to our room, trying to asleep without thinking about his damn eyes, hair, hands. His damn everything.

I rolled over and hugged my pillow as I cursed to myself, knowing I was doomed.

___

Hogsmeade has always been my fave place in Hogwarts. It is the place where I can freely explore, try new things, get away from the chaotic and hectic school life which nonetheless, I have come to love either way. It's pure magic.

I was about leave Honeydukes when I pumped into a hard chest.

"I'm so sorry-"

"Next time try walk with your eyes open, pixie." Oh no. Just when I thought that I was having a good day.

"Riddle." I groaned.

"In flesh." He smirked.

"I don't have time for this." I walked passed him but he didn't let me go as he grabbed my wrist. Gently.

"You're leaving this early? Just when fun was about to begin? Come on sweetheart, I missed your company."

"We literally were together in class just before we headed outside."

"That's still took long for me." He blurted and I eyed him suspiciously. Like he was trying to trick me or something.

"I'm not your little plaything Riddle. To torture everytime you feel like it!" I freed my wrist from his grasp.

He frowned. "I never said that. You know that I'm only tea-"

"But your actions says otherwise." I took a step back and left him standing there with his friends.

"Seriously though, when will you stop with your teasing and say how you feel? You know she doesn't like-" Theo said.

"And how you know what she likes?" He sharply turned to look at his friend.

"I'm just saying-"

"Don't say a thing." He added and went inside the store, as he tried to get distrac himself by anything just to stop thinking about you.

___

I whimpered as I tried to get up but my leg was in an awful condition. Playing Quidditch was something I absolutely loved and hated at the same time. Loved because it was fun to fly around with broom and being with friends, but hated because only one person could ruin everything, including the game and he just did that. Mattheo had to come all the way to me with force and throw me from my broom. Just great. A strained angle and a sore body was exactly what I needed now.

"You're ok?! I got you, don't worry." Fred Weasley was right next to me, as he slowly and carefully placed his arms on my back and under my legs to lift me up. He has been there for me since I joined Hogwarts and he's a great friend. The same goes for his brother George too.

I whined at the movement.

"Thank you." I looked up at him. He smiled and looked down at me.

"No problem sweet girl. I was so worried when I watched hit the ground like this. I swear when I catch Riddle shove his damn broom all the way up his-"

"You got a big mouth for someone who lost yesterday Weasley." He comes the jerk himself.

"As if I care about that now. You could've harm worse if she was any higher you jerk!" Fred was fuming.

Mattheo clenched his hand and his face had turned dark. His expression was so cold, that made somehow scared of him for the first time. It's like he wasn't himself.

"It's a game. There's competition and these things happen in the field-"

"You mean things like ready to kill someone?!" Fred almost yelled.

"Fred, please let's just leave." I whispered close to his ear.

"Shit I'm sorry love. I'll get you straight to thw infirmary." Fred started walking again and as we passed by Mattheo I caught his stare on me. He looked worried for a moment but it immediately turned into an anger, and he strode through the corridors to leave. But I kept staring at him till he disappeared behind the corner of the wall.

...

It was night when I finally returned to my room, and laid back on the bed carefully, because too much movement made my body hurt. With the potions I got, I definitely felt better but I still needed recovery. When I rolled to my side to sleep, my eyes fell on a small envelope, and a small bouquet of flowers next to it and a small bottle of a red liquid. I grabbed the envelope and opened it, smiling as I read the letter.

~ Hey, I hope you're ok. I'm so sorry about what happened I'm- I just hope you'll recover fast and have you back on the field to kick asses. Like you always do. The small bottle you'll find along with the letter and the flowers, is for not feeling any pain. It'll help you recover fast.

With love ~

Fred must've left it. He was so caring and everything but I never made any thoughts of being anything more than friends. Even though he's boyfriend material for sure.

I closed my eyes as I fell into a nice sleep, dreaming about only one person.

___

It's been days since my accident in Quidditch and through these days I noticed how little I've seen Mattheo. Not that it boyhered me, quite the opposite actually. But it was like he wasn't being his usual annoying self. Well, I shouldn't care.

As I was heading to Transfiguration class, my eyes fell on Mattheo for the first time after days and felt my breath caught in my throat. He looked...drained. Exhausted and sad at the same time but all these went away for a moment when his eyes fell on me. There was longing in his eyes. He looked at the same I way I've been doing for months now secretly.

We just stood there, looking at each other.

He looked like he wanted to come to where I was standing and talk to me but all he did was grab his bag and walk passed me like I wasn't there.

I frowned and turned around to take one more look at him. What is up with him? And why do I care all of a sudden?!

___

"Wake up sleepy head! It's snowing!" My friend exclaimed excitedly and I hummed not really being in the mood to wake up yet.

"I'm heading to The Trree Broomsticks so if you ever decided to leave bed, you gon find me there." She blew me a kiss and left.

After an hour passed I was already making my way to the front door of Hogwarts when Enzo stopped me.

"Hey Y/N." His smile was warm, unlike someone's. Even though they're friends, I still try to understand how they got along from the beginning.

"Hey Enzo." I smiled back.

"So...how are you?" I raised a brow.

"Why are you being weird?!"

"Weird? Weird how? I'm only asking because I care." He wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

"Yeah...anyway, I'm fine, since you asked." I smiled cheekily at him and he chuckled. To be honest he wasn't bad. I think he was the only from the slytherin team that was noce and calm. And a good friend.

"Am I interrupting something Enzo?" Mattheo came out of nowhere which startled me.

"Dude, what exactly are you? A vampire?!" Enzo said. Mattheo stayed quiet which was creepier. Enzo coughed and moved a bit away from my side.

"Come on, let's get going the others are waiting." Mattheo said and started walking away. Enzo gave me an apologetic smile and went to follow him. I stared at Mattheo for bit more, now fully realizing that he didn't even spared a glance at me. He didn't teased me. Nor he said all these stupid things about my hair or outfit or just say anything mean in general. I felt my heart heavy. I should be happy that now I wasn't his target, but for some odd reason...I want him to at least talk to me. Say anything.

___

I breathed in the fresh air up on the astronomy tower, and stared ahead where the view wad undeniably majestic. This place calmed me. There's something about the stars, the sky and the quirt up here that makes me want to stay for hours and hours.

Suddenly the door of the tower opened and revealed the last person I expected to see here. Mattheo stopped in his tracks for a moment and stared at me, but then it was like returned back to reality and closed the door so he can sit at corner away from the spot I was sitting.

I looked down at my lap, not being able to even look at him now. My heart was beating fast and I felt so stupid for letting him have this kind of effect on me.

I turned my head on his directions and admired the side of his profile. He looked conflicted and yet...at peace.

"Do I have something on my face, pixie?" This nickname. This nickname that I thought I hated but after I didn't hear him calling me that for days I admit that I missed it. I missed the way he calls me that.

"Um nope. No. Just..whatever." I murmured and stood from the ground. I leaned my elbows on the railings and stared ahead again. I could feel his state on me but I didn't dare look.

"Are you ok?" He suddenly asked.

"What-"

"I haven't had the chance to ask you myself after the accident and...I just want to know." He breathed out.

"I'm fine. I had a fast recovery and it's all thanks to Fred and the potion he gave me. It worked wonders after I left the infirmary." I added.

"Fred? What does Weasley had to do with anything?" He stood up.

"What? He helped me you know. He was there for mw to-"

"Fucking Weasley always getting in the way I see." He traveled his hand through his soft curls and I only stared.

"I don't you sometimes. You're treating me like shit, then you pretend you care, then you get made for no reason at all-"

"Oh I have a lot of reasons to go mad sweetheart." His voice rasped and he took a few steps closer to me. I chuckled in disbelief.

"This is ridiculous." I shook my head and wrnt to leave, but his hand around my arm stopped me.

"You know what's actually ridiculous?" He brought me closer to him. "That I had to spent days avoiding you just to stop myself for looking for you in every corner of this damn school. That I spent hours making this damn potion with the help of Mrs. Pomfrey because I had no idea what to do but I was desperate and wanted you to be healthy again. That I got upset whenever my friends had the chance to talk to you and make you smile in a way I couldn't. That I was a fucking coward for never picking up the courage to follow what my heart wants without putting any other obstacles in fron of me just to not make a fool of myself. Because in all fucking honesty, I'm not deserving of you." His breath was heavy as well as mine, an inch away from our lips touching and my body shook like I was about explode into fireworks.

"Mattheo, what- you were the one who wrote me this letter? And the potion?! why now? Why are you telling me all this now?"

"I realized that no matter what I do, no matter where I go and no matter how many times I'll try to deny it, my heart will only call your name. At first I had no idea what it was that I was feeling or why. But when I knew for sure, I stopped feeling scared to let this feeling consume. Let you consume me." His hand reluctantly reached for my face but stopped midair, like he was expecting for my ok. I carefully grabbed it myself and let it rest on my cheek. His hand was shaking a bit and he looked breathless for a moment.

"All this teasing. Was..."

"The only way I could express my...Love. I know that I was being a jerk and I can't begin to explain how I feel like I want a hole to open now and swallow me hole for even making you feel sad, eben for a second. But you if you want me just as much as I do, then I'm all yours."He admitted.

"I can't believe this happening right now." I whispered. He smiled slightly "Me neither." He rested his forehead on mine.

"I just want to stay like this for an eternity. With you, only with you like this." He mumbled and felt like I was on cloud nine. I couldn't stand it. Couldn't help it. I wrapped mt arms around his neck and joined our lips into a kiss that almost brought us both to our knees.

"Oh my goodness." He murmured against my lips and kissed me fiercely. His arms found place on my waist and he lifted me up as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

We pulled apart for a moment just to make sure that this was real. That me and him were here together, kissing each other.

"You're like painting that came to life." He stared at me in awe. My cheeks flushed with color and I rested my head on his shoulder. He grinned and smoothed down my hair.

"You're so adorable. See, that's the reason I call you pixie. You're Hogwarts pretty and adorable fairy."

"Mattheo, I can't believe you're actually this sappy." He pecked my nose.

"Only with you. No one gets to see me like this."

"Like what?"

"Like a love struck loser whose in love with the girl of his dreams." He leaned closer to kiss my forehead. I giggled and then realized that he was still carrying me.

"Mattheo you can let me down now-"

"Nope. I love having you in arms. I've been dreaming of this for months let me cherish it." He kissed me again and I grinned in the kiss.

"I love you. So so so so so much." He was llacing kissed all over my face and I laughed.

"I can't believe you're saying these words. But just to let you know, I love you, Mattheo." We both grinned at each other and he hugged me tight, not wanting to let go. Ever again.

So this is what it feels like being in love and to be loved.

I must say I'm proud of this one!! Hope you enjoyed reading 🙌

[norringtondeservestheworld]

Humans learning of the androids revolution: "must be military androids and androids created for fighting that started it damn that's why we are losing"

Humans discovering the androids revolution started because of a caretaker, a prostitute, a babysitter and a teacher:

[vapolis]

saw some posts about how IF writers need to free themselves of the shackles of long word counts and honestly, I agree. some of my most favorite published IFs are 180k words long without code. that's an average chapter for some on here which is impressive and amazing for readers but telling a story in less and having it make an impact still is also incredibly impressive to me

[vaguely-concerned]

tiny animation detail from this scene I really like: rook glances towards the locations of lucanis and bellara's rooms (and possibly where they're most likely to be found in this moment?) respectively when they deliver this line!

(honestly I expect that lucanis is hanging out somewhere other than the pantry during this to give everyone in this unfolding catastrophe some space, but consider: it's so much funnier if he IS sitting in the pantry hearing this all go down on the other side of the wall like

taash stomps in with thunder and trepidation in their eyes like 'hey. I need vegetables. can we make vegetables happen.' and lucanis already handing them a lettuce and tomato like i gotchu fam this is literally the only thing I know how to do for you in this situation go with the maker and these salad ingredients I resignedly already know you'll just put on a plate with no dressing no spices no nothing. just the most sleep deprived caffeinated to the point of vibrating gently in place awkward-yet-painfully-well-meaning man in the world standing there before his friend about to have one of the most difficult conversations of their life like '...can I offer you a turnip in these trying times' while rye desperately treads social water out in the dining room to buy time. amazing. our lives really all do touch each other. headcanon passionately embraced)

[sheetzking]

heres a big compilation of a3 stuff ive been doing, some of it is a few weeks old and i just messily coloured in alot of it 👍

i actually had some more stuff in my WIP folder but im not sure when ill be finishing all that stuff off since i have something in mind for pride month!! anyways!!! huzzah!!

[momentomori24]

Keiji is a character that I'm pretty sure every one of us can recognize is an absolute weirdo (ok maybe some are too hard on copium for the "weirdo" part) and sketchy as hell, but thinking about everything he's done it really feels like he's so much shady and ruthless than we give him credit for. So here's me bulletpointing some the moments that I haven't seen too many talk about, a little theory throwing his status into question and addressing the massive elephant in the room that almost everyone refuses to acknowledge. If there's something else you feel I missed or wanted to evaluate on, do leave it in the comments.

[Also, disclaimer: I will be discussing Keiji and Sara in a romantic light near the end of this post, so if that makes you uncomfortable please proceed with caution or skip entirely. This should go without saying but for my own sake I will say it anyway-- No, I do not condone their relationship in real life. No, this is not meant to be "shippy" or endorsement of any kind. This will simply be pointing out their dynamic as another example to prove the whole point of this rant. But if someone else does ship them that's totally fine. Fiction doesn't equal reality and if you harass a real person over fictional characters you will not see the light of heaven. Be civil, please and thank you. My block button is rated E for Everyone and if anyone decides to ignore the warnings and be an asshole I won't hesitate to use it. Thanks for listening. Disclaimer over.]

*Being a murderer.

I feel like I should start with the most obvious and undeniable. I don't think this is debatable to anyone here. Mr. Policeman may have been an accident and kinda confirmed by Midori to have been set up, but he still shot and killed an unarmed man in a moment of panic and recklessness. Even putting that aside, there's no denying that he killed Megumi in cold blood to get out of his debt to her and covered it up to the group to preserve his credibility. Regardless of what you think of Megumi, he has no excuse here. Not only is he one more kill away from being a serial killer, he's the only participant in our group that has actually killed people directly aside from Alice. Another reason why I bring this up is cuz something that completely flew over my head is this:

At the start of the game he had the audacity to complain about not having a partner or someone he knows with him like Sara does as if he didn't literally let Megumi get ripped apart by chains probably not even an hour ago Keiji what the hell--

*Throwing Kanna under the bus repeatedly.

Despite positioning himself as a protector and someone to rely on, he's far from above putting their youngest members in danger. Next to voting for the fourteen year old girl to die, he had the great idea of letting said fourteen year old be the one to babysit their biggest liability. Up to the point where they would stay in the same room both day and night. While I absolutely 100% trust that Sou would never EVER do anything to her, Keiji had no guarantee of that when he send her off. Hell, he literally just got done accusing Sou of setting Joe up to die (which I don't believe almost solely based on the fact that he said it, more on that another time maybe). He knew Sou was bad news, and openly acknowledges how adults can be terrifying, but he did it anyway. The dubiety of throwing the already traumatised little girl to keep watch on what they thought to be the most dangerous adult that had manipulated her once before is not lost on me, and that he didn't take any responsibility for her afterwards isn't lost on me either. To be fair, the Sou and Kanna thing doesn't just fall on him, it falls on everybody (Alice gets a pass because he actually swapped out with Kanna to watch Sou for her), but he was the one with the final say on the matter and who encouraged her to take the role despite Reko's rightful protests. The fact that he also voted for her to die in the Main Game, and is the only adult to do so, doesn’t help his case.

*Attempting to frame Sou knowing Reko was actually responsible.

While you could argue he was trying to cover for her since he knew why she did what she did, trying to pin this act on Sou to cast more doubt on his is extremely shitty. Never mind the blatant corruption and the irony of a supposed man of the law abusing his power to knowingly frame an innocent person (in this situation at least), and him sowing more seeds of confusion and resentment within an already rattled group, and giving Sou legitimate reason to be suspicious of him (and by extension Sara)-- this makes it so difficult to trust him after realising he's done this. Literally every time he accuses someone of being or doing something suspicious (mostly Sou), I always have to think in the back of my head if he’s telling the truth or just telling a blatant lie. He's shown that he's willing to not only lie to cover for himself, but to lie to delegitimize someone else. And Sara never caught onto it (Sou and maybe even Nao likely did tho). She never openly acknowledged it-- No one did. The complete lack of mention of what he did here makes this action quite missable. Hell, I didn't even catch it the first time. Has he done this before? Who else has he lied about? Who else would he lie about? Who else would he knowingly pit against the group? You don't have to wait for that answer, because I will provide an example later. And with "later", I mean now.

*Casting suspicion on Gin before the vote while hiding the fact that he killed Megumi.

While it's not as blatant as with Kanna, there are two instances where Keiji shows a readiness to either put or leave Gin in harm's way. The biggest one for me is in the Main Game. Like, how dare you. That is a furry child, sir. This kid’s like TWELVE. Even though he makes a valid point about calling out suspicious actions to clear them up so we can all trust each other, casting doubt on Gin of all people right there feels pretty screwed to me. This was before the preliminary vote. His words could’ve very well gotten Gin voted for if he couldn’t disclose why he did what he did for whatever reason and therefore being unable to clear himself from suspicion. It’s even more fucked when you realise that Keiji has literally murdered his partner and is currently planning to get Sou killed while giving this whole spiel about doubting others so that we can believe them and pointing the finger at a little kid to make an example to the group. But when Nao, Sou and Sara call him out on his suspicious actions that could rightfully damage his credibility, he tries to shut them down completely. My brother in Christ, you brought it on FIRST (don’t get me wrong I’m very much aware he didn’t really mean the whole “trusting each other” bit but come on dude)--

Speaking about not meaning what he says:

*Letting the group think he’s Ok to vote for knowing he’s the Keymaster.

This kinda got to me because I thought this was Keiji actually being… vulnerable? Accepting the consequences of his actions and allowing them to vote for him in their distrust without protest even tho it could cost him his life, maybe. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I can’t remember a lot of times-- or any times, really-- where Keiji has willing put himself into the line of fire, at this point at least. He always finds a way to keep himself safe, give himself insurance, and I thought that this would be the one time he doesn’t do that. But this feels so ominous looking back knowing that he was the Keymaster the whole time. That our distrust and betrayal and his resignation to it all didn’t matter because he was going to be safe no matter what. That he knowingly allowed us to assume that he was a safe vote because he didn’t want his plan to kill Sou to be ruined, which narrowed down choice of people we can safely vote for even further. That this action is ultimately the reason why Sou and Kanna were our only options to kill off in the end. If he had admitted it there, we could’ve found someone else to vote for so our final options could consist of three people, not two. But he didn’t, and the rest is history. There’s a lot of things he’s done I can’t get over. This one ranks pretty high. The second Main Game is already a huge sore spot for me for obvious reasons; knowing that a lot of the things that happened were due to his inaction where it truly mattered and activity in all the wrong places doesn’t make me fee any better. He didn't say he was a safe vote-- he didn't lie-- but his words carefully omit that voting for him means a total party death, something he should've stated then (and before this, really).

*Leaving Sara with the sacrifice card.

Despite making a big show about “always being by her side” and being her “reliable policeman”, he chose to look away when she was in real danger. He attached himself to her as her right hand man, made her shoulder the responsibility of being the leader, constantly manipulated and flattered her to win her trust and gain her favour-- but when she needed him the most, he basically left her for dead because it was the most beneficial to him. Keep in mind that not only did he know about her getting the sacrifice (he was also the sage so he'd have seen the trade happen), but he had the tokens to help her get rid of it. But those tokens weren’t for her life. They were for his. He used them instead to give himself the Keymaster as insurance for the Main Game (the Keymaster he stole from Sou/Kanna most likely to buy Sara’s trust btw). His desperation for survival outweighed his sense of obligation to keep her safe, and that’s the most subtle yet transparent he’s been about his selfishness. What makes this so much worse is that Keiji is our support character. He’s an ally, and our closest one at that, to the point where Sara burned her hands in a futile attempt to rescue him and signed her life away to save his. And yet his loyalty and protectiveness pale in comparison to other characters. Compare his actions to Sou’s: one of their many parallels and similarities is that both their girls get hit with the sacrifice card. As we’ve established, Keiji was fully aware of Sara being send the sacrifice by Sou, had 50 tokens ready to go and chose to secure his own survival than save her life. Kanna ended up doing it instead, attempting to trade the card off Sara with Sou realising what happened immediately. And what does Sou do? Completely bend over backwards trying to keep her alive. He lied about being the Sacrifice so the others wouldn’t suspect Kanna of having that role, meaning he could try gathering vote for her without anyone seeing his true intentions. He tried to stop her about coming out with the truth of what she had done so she doesn’t sentence herself to death. After everything he did to survive-- after how much he lied, how much he schemed, how much he hurt, and how he had thrown himself away to replace everything that made him Shin with the man that had traumatised him years before the game began to scrape together even the tiniest chance to survive-- he threw it all to the wind and was willing to let it all be in vain if it meant she got to make it out of the Main Game alive. The worst part is that Sou had never intended to make it through that Main Game. He confessed to already knowing that Kanna would choose Sara over him if she truly had the Sacrifice card. Yet he still did what he did all in the hopes that she could win. Because it was all about her survival first, not about them surviving together.

It also gives a different context to Sou's panic and him stumbling over his words trying to come up with any argument to get them to stop. At first I thought that Sou was afraid for his life. Which would make sense-- Keiji and Q-taro set him up to die and seemed pretty adamant on having everyone voting for him to get it all over with. But he was already prepared to die the minute he realised Kanna traded with Sara. So it means it wasn’t his life he was fearing for here-- it was hers. To him, if they voted for him there, it wouldn’t have just been his end but hers too. But we know that Kanna isn’t the one who has the sacrifice. It’s Nao, and considering how the Main Game can end either or both of them dead, I wonder if he regrets not having given up there, not letting Keiji get away with that shitty stunt he pulled knowing it would’ve at least guaranteed her safety than leave her fate in hands of a girl with enough reason to kill her. Ignoring the sounds of my heart shattering into pieces for the 100th time thinking about the Greenblings, it’s so fascinating that our biggest rival and most distrusted member has a greater sense of loyalty and responsibility for his ally than Keiji has for his own. Sou can be a liar and manipulative and selfish, but for how unpredictable he is something I can always trust is his love for those he holds dear (Kanna) and general desire to protect our most vulnerable (Gin). Sou loves Kanna, and so he’s fine with protecting her even if it comes at a price he never wanted to pay. Keiji surely cares about Sara, but unfortunately that is something I can’t say about him-- at least at that time (also the fact that Sou ended up taking more care and responsibility for Kanna despite Keiji having been the one to throw her on him in the first is so ironic).

*Continuously pushing Sara to take on the role of leader.

I think one of Keiji's biggest failures in the game come from his treatment of Sara despite positioning himself as her most reliable ally and her partner. From the very get-go, he was very adamant of making Sara be the one to shoulder the responsibility of the group. He, along with Joe (he didn't do anything wrong here), pushed Sara to be the Challenger during the Russian Roulette, despite Q-taro and Kai being readily available. He made Sara be the one to interrogate the suspicious convict while distancing himself from the situation. And he encourages her to lead them through the Main Game, lets her make the choices that steer them all forward and as a consequence take the fall for them as well. Rather than take on the role himself, or let another adult take it, he places his full trust in her and makes her shoulder everyone's weight so he doesn't have to. And he can see the effect it has on her: having horrific hallucinations due to the immense guilt she feels. But having Sara as their leader gives him a greater shot at survival and helps his credibility, so even though he tries to provide her comfort he still continues to keep her in that role. Again, the high schooler taking responsibility for the adults falls on a lot of the older people here, but Keiji was the one who kickstarted it rather than just go along with it like everyone else had. Gin, Nao, Kanna, Reko and even fucking Sou to an extent all have moments where they take the burden off her and relieve her of that pain she shoulders all the time (or at least try to). I need Keiji to take more responsibility for both the group and for her.

*Pitting Sara and Joe against each other.

This is just another example of the previous point. This isn't as bad, and I could give him the benefit of the doubt that this might have not been intentional, but it's something I want to bring up regardless. I'll be the first to say that Keiji wasn't wrong here. Prying into everyone's votes is a very bad move, especially since no one knew that Mishima would actually die (it was introduced as a practice round, after all). I agree with him, Joe was being rash, but instead of leaving the conversation there, he decided to throw Sara into it to pick a side. Which is... not good. He already won the argument and already had Reko on his side. Bringing in Sara could not only make Joe feel worse and potentially strain their relationship (especially if she rightfully chooses Keiji's side like he was expecting and hoping for), but just puts Sara in the spotlight during something she doesn't want to be part of. While there's a chance he might've done this because he know Joe is more likely to listen to her than him, he should've known better than that. It again makes her take the responsibility of giving the final verdict that would've otherwise gone to him.

*Asking Sara to take responsibility for his life

I've got nothing other that the grown adult swearing his life to the grieving, unstable teenager to take responsibility for while asking her if she'd die along with him is weird as heck. Keiji's said weirder things prior to this, but this one is a different weird. I think Beanieman's post mostly echoes my thoughts on this on, so I'll link it here for this point. This part kinda bothers me:

He shouldn't be encouraging her taking on anymore responsibility than she already is. He knows that the deaths that happened under her leadership haunt her. He knows that she's very much unstable enough already, to the point where he takes baby-steps to avoid triggering her trauma over Joe. He positioned himself as her reliable partner, her rock to lean on (quite literally sometimes). We see first hand how emotionally dependent she is on him. If he died, it would destroy her-- she'd destroy herself over it. He knows this (or should) but he still does it. His disappointment and dismissiveness when she understandably rejects him makes it worse. The guilt of potentially not living up to his expectations is not what she needs.

*Potentially working for Asunaro

This is more ambiguous than everything else here and more a theory than anything but it's been on my mind for a long time that Ranmaru might actually be onto something here. We know that Asunaro has a strong hold on the police. Midori was able to infiltrate the force, and they were able to get rid of Mr. Policeman for looking into the corruption going on, first having Megumi fire him and secondly getting Keiji to kill him by planting false info about the suspect having a gun. Megumi was also able to get Keiji off the hook for murder, which I believe Asunaro had a hand in too (I theorize this might've been her wish). There's also Alice, who was arrested and sent to prison despite the fact that he (legally) didn't kill anyone since Midori was a doll. The police are connected to Asunaro-- by extension Megumi and extending further potentially Keiji.

Something I've seen someone rightfully point out is that neither of the options you're given to say in response to the accusation... actually deny it? Both choices dance around answering directly, which is suspect as fuck. If Keiji truly wasn't with Asunaro, why not shut that theory down immediately? There's no benefit to answering anything but "no" when he's innocent, and he's lied straight to people's faces for less. So why not just debunk it? I think it's cuz there might be some truth to what Ranmaru was saying here. The biggest reason I think this is because despite the fact that Keiji quit the force, he and Megumi were still associating with each other years later. They were kidnapped together and partnered up for their first trial. One missable piece of dialogue is Keiji admitting that he was with his partner-- or rather a "coworker"-- before getting knocked out.

That slip of the tongue and backtracking makes me believe this part to be true. Him switching from "my partner" to "a coworker", which is a lot more distant and impersonal, makes me think it's got to be Megumi. However, I don't believe that Keiji would wanna keep in touch with her after what happened willingly, so I can only imagine that it's due to that debt he has to her. My little game theory here is that after the shooting, the debt he owed her was a forced recruitment into Asunaro. It's the only thing I can imagine he meant by "the worst kind of debt", a debt he'd literally let her die for to get out of. And if this is true, then it could also explain away his instant attachment to Sara, since he'd know beforehand that she's someone he can depend on due to her having the highest chance at survival. Maybe he already knew about her beforehand, one way or the other. We know Hayasaka did (which I think we as a fandom moved on from way too fast btw). Kai and Sou did too. There's always a chance. And unlike Sou's victory rate and Midori's favourite number, it's not zero. One person made a comic about this idea I recommend checking it out, it's tastefully unsettling. But still very much unsetling and uncomfortale. Be warned that it's also Keisara-centred, so if that makes you even more uncomfortable they did the job right you can ignore it. Proceed with caution or don't read if you don't like.

*Being a predator

I have been waiting so long for this one XD For context: a while ago I made a longpost discussing the sanitisation of soushin and this kind of toxic attitudes in fandoms regarding "problematic content" (ships, characters, shows, you name it). In it, I mentioned that it's not only soushin that receives this treatment but a certain other dynamic too. It's not a rainy day, however this has been way overdue and if I don't get this done now I never will.

Something I've seen a lot, and I mean a LOT-LOT is this notion that Keiji acts "like a father" to Sara and that their relationship is a completely platonic father-daughter bond and that he's the resident dad of the group? Like, it's cute, but that's not at all what their relationship is. At all. Not even a little bit. We called Sou and Kanna siblings before the Greenblings reveal. The difference is that not only does half the fandom think this man is gay, but he's only ever been protective and caring and loving without any romantic intentions towards Kanna ever. His title as her brother was deserved, based on the genuine affection and platonic protectiveness similar to that of Alice's. Keiji has made advances tho, on many occasions, and his flirting is repeatedly acknowledged by other characters. Namely Sou and Reko.

(Sou grills him for being a creep every chance he gets I love him XD) But yeah, these are not the type of reactions and comments you receive when being a "father-figure" to the teenager. You get all this when you hit on the teenager. Which he does all the time by calling her "cute" every time she asks something and his "cute little detective", swearing himself to her by saying that "he's always on her side" or something like that, asking her if she'd die alongside him, repeatedly claiming or insinuating that they're on a date, or ""having a moment"" and going to ""take the next step"" when in private (*cough* groomer *cough*)-- you name it, he likely said it. He's a walking-talking ladykiller machine and teenage girls aren't safe, apparently.

(Quick note: The dialogue for the Russian Roulette one is a tad different now. In the new translation he says "cause you're so darn cute" now. I dunno if that makes it sound any less weird, but I felt like putting that out there. What I'm also putting out there is that according to the trivia he calls her cute 8 times throughout the game so. Yeah. *Cough* groomer *COUGH COUGH*)

Like, who tf says this?? Especially that last part 💀 Even if you wanna die on the hill that these are supposed to be "jokes" not to be taken seriously, we should all be able to agree that the (ex)police officer in his late 20s jokingly hitting on the high schooler he follows around is still weirdo behaviour at best and down right despicable at worst. The fandom seeing lowkey predatory/inappropriate behaviour from a figure of authority persistent for almost three entire chapters and dismissing it as "fatherly" and "platonic" is, well, concerning. It's very concerning. If your dad acts like Keiji, you should probably call the police. Unfortunately for Sara, Keiji is the police. And considering this guy got away with manslaughter, I don't think said police would do anything anywho. But yeah-- he uses flattery and flirting to distract her from prodding to much at him while simultaneously aiming to gain favour in her eyes. He showers her with reassurance of his loyalty and affirmation of his deeper attachment towards her and her alone every chance he gets to cement his position as her closest and most trustworthy ally. He insinuates a romantic partnership between them to others to mostly keep her to himself or the two of them alone (he always does that when they're investigating or going to investigate by themselves). There's such an obvious romantic undertone to their relationship and his actions that it going almost completely ignored in the fandom feels weird to me.

I want to make clear that there's nothing wrong with headcanoning Keiji as a father figure to Sara. It's cute. Keiji didn't have a dad himself, and the closest thing to a father figure he had was the man he shot dead. He's a damaged and hardened guy. But Sara's dad is involved with Asunaro and Gin's is an alcoholic, and in a situation where they both need guidence and protection he tries his best to grow and change, fumbling to become that decent father none of them got to have. It's nice, and a wholesome dynamic for our "characters with memorandum counterparts and only non-determined deaths" trio. But that's obviously not what their dynamic is. There's a difference between headcanoning something and erasing canon and the Yttd fandom leans heavily into the latter. Keiji's a creep, he always has been, yet 90% of people I see always portray him as a Mr. Dad Guy or completely sanitise him to hell when him being creepy and unnerving to be around is what made him such a fascinating character. Just like I said with Soushin, the sanitisation to make canon more digestible is one thing: harassing or insulting the people that explore canon is another. I'm gonna take a bullet, derail this rant and say it-- Keisara shippers get so much shit for literally being right it's so infuriating. Keiji does hit on Sara, a lot. He's creepy and weird like that. Him flirting with her isn't a "mistranslation" or a joke or anything like that; his dubious wording and antics are very much intentional. Yet the only people I see actually addressing and acknowledging that without adding fluff is keisara shippers and other ""proshippers"" only for them to get fucking sniped for it I cannot 💀💀 I have yet to meet a single eastern fan who calls this cop "fatherly". This really feels like such a western issue cuz the majority of the japanese fandom agrees that this man's a predator (correct me if i'm wrong but keisara is the most popular ship in the japanese side of the fandom, right?). Then again, eastern fandoms are more chill over there when it comes to separating fiction and reality in general anywho.

*Yeah, I think I'm done with the Keiji slander. Yay. Time to unceremoniously end this.

There's more to say about that, but this is a Keiji post, not another shipping discourse post (although it's hard discussing Keiji's predatory behaviour without bringing it up too). Before I do spiral from the original point, I'm going to try and reach some sort of conclusion here. While I did spent the majority of this post just reading Keiji to filth, and am very salty towards him in particular, this was not just to rake him through mud for my own sanity (tho it's part of it XD). Keiji's character is that he started off as someone who wanted to do the right thing, someone who wanted to be good and moral and protect others by joining the force only to kill all the progress he made along with the person who inspired him to become an officer in the first place. It heavily contrasts the Keiji we have now, a sleazy, unreliable and corrupt ex detective who flirts with underage girls and is willing to resort to the most bankrupt of decisions to save himself. A man that has long lost hope of his wounds healing that he lets them fester and his rot spread onto others. And while I headcanon Keiji to just inherently be a piece of shit, his former self tried his best to be genuinely good before he became so convinced he can never be better that he made peace with his shittiness in the end.

With all this I wanted to highlight some the shadier and bankrupt things he's done that I haven't seen much discussion around and refresh myself on them before the final part. Both so no matter how emotionally dependent and therefore rose-tinted Sara is about the man I don't forget what he's actually like and what he's done while also being able to appreciate how much he's changed for the better. Some of my favourite examples about how he's changed are these:

Before the second Main Game Keiji was willing to let Sara and Kanna die because it was the most beneficial option for him, but in Chapter 3 he takes the on the role of "it" from Kanna and refuses to tag Sara when he thought he was gonna die after failing to beat Midori.

Actually showing more sympathy towards Sou after the Main Game. He was very mean about dismantling his pretence of a cold front to Kanna's death, don't get me wrong, but he showed a lot more consideration and understanding for Sou's feelings and acknowledgement about his active role in it than he ever had beforehand.

He was genuinely fighting for everyone to survive the game, not just himself. While Keiji would prefer everyone making it out safely, he has a tendency to guarantee his own survival first through any means necessary. His plan to corner Midori in the banquet could've cost him his life if it weren't for Q-taro's final stunt, yet he still reassured Sara to save Gin even tho it could've resulted in his execution from Meister potentially finding him guilty of violating the rules.

Him hugging Mai and trying to be more cheerful was cute as heck. I'm sorry but him showing more vulnerability around his allies and being less closed off in a way he hasn't been before is something I'm very head empty about. That he was hugging and interacting with Mai without making any unwanted advances or ladykiller jokes and generally just having a more friendly vibe was nice. It makes his creeping on Sara more unfortunate, but I'll take what I can for now. The bar is in hell.

And that's it, I think. Overall, I hope they do address some of his actions here in the final part or make them have an impact on his and Sara's relationship. Especially that Asunaro part. The person who wished for Sara to join the death game is still unknown and so is Keiji's consent form wish (same goes for the Dummies, Hinako and Megumi), so I'm curious if they're related or not. If he's going to go down an even darker path or redeem himself as much as he can we'll see when the final part drops. He has the potential to go both ways. This is going to be kinda awkward if the next part reveals him to have been a decent guy all along, so hopefully that doesn't happen. Please be morally bankrupt, man. This post didn't end up the way I wanted it to, nor bring up as many points as I would've liked, but I know I won't finish it if I went full perfectionist on it (I already spent months on this writer's block do be a bitch) and it's looking kinda long already. Hopefully it's still decent enough as is right now. I'd like to say that this is my apology for the last longpost I made, but I brought up one of the most controversial and hated ships and traits of Keiji's character and defended them, so maybe I shouldn't 🙃 Anywho, hope you enjoyed and cheerio.

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I have two wolves inside

One is a revolutionary man who's also a mayor, and the other is an idealistic loserboy medic.

Both of them queer but different flavour of it.

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Been feeling kind of in a rut in general lately, but especially where fandom has been concerned. Decided to open WOTR tonight, since the last time I did so was on April 1st. Turns out I should not go three months without opening my favorite game, turns out the patient will die if she doesn't experience her favorite game periodically.

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Demyx (my beloved)

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man... I love dragon age.

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Cupsleeve event haul!!

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I LOVE WOMENNNNN 🔥🔥🔥🔥

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Compilation of random hakuoki stuff ive done over the last month because ive been replaying the games👍

idk if anyone sees my visions here idek if theres a fandom here ?? hey guys😌

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Oh, for a skeleton key…

Plus a digital mockup to simulate a red ink pass that i discovered could not be achieved well enough with the materials available to me, and the original pencils.