#so many things but we'll see what happens

[nights-at-crystarium]

Happy 3 years of Fragments!!

What's dressed in black, but has sparkles and rainbows all over the place? Yes Vivi's ass, but also-

The comic has a new permanent home:

fragments.gay

^ all you need to type to start reading it RIGHT MEOW

I find that a good name makes your project easy to memorize and talk about. So, when I learned about .gay domains and was lucky to snag fragments.gay, I knew that the stars aligned and that I finally had no excuse to delay making my own site. I also needed a secure place for the ~hotter~ episodes (which debut in 2026 by my estimation) that I wouldn't be able to post on my regular platforms that already clutch their pearls at a male nipple.

Two other cool things: larger pages and THE STARRY CURSOR. Finally the comic can be experienced in the way I've always intended.

There are some wip elements. Comments move in mysterious ways. They DO get posted, however, you've gotta access an episode from the archive to see comments. I'm a complete beginner at this, so bear with me as I figure things out.

The third anniversary project's more you-oriented than me, now you don't have to hunt down the unwieldy long links. Fun and snappy address! No need for an account! The comic's more accessible than ever.

Oh and there's a secret that rewards those who click around and carefully scroll through things. Something you'll see in episodes 76-77, which are yet to exist at the time of posting.

Whether you've been around for 3+ years, or just found me recently, thanks for sticking with me (stick to me like carameeeee- *gets kicked*)

3 years is nothing to sneeze at. Due to the steady comic update schedule, I'd never felt the time pass so… normally in my entire life, in fact it's grounding me in reality, I never forget what day it is anymore. My time's filled with work, but the happy and satisfying kind. I need something to keep my brain occupied, and Fragments does it rather well. Thanks for supporting such a massive endeavor.

Right, the s word- shameless plug time! But the anniversary only happens once a year, so I've gotta.

We're close to 500 patrons. Surely we'll eventually get there, but what if now? Pretty please with an emet-selch on top? This crowdfunding's contingent on the "crowd" because I'm asking only for $1. The comic goes on thanks to the many of you willing to chip in.

Can't use patreon? Kofi is also a thing!

Got no money? You know the drill: the word of mouth is free and as important as ever. I'm eternally grateful for each and every shoutout, rec and review. I know that I'm making a damn good thing, you know it, but someone else doesn't. Yet. And YOU can fix that!

[uriangey]

trying to settle on how I wanna draw this little freak (derogatory) (affectionate) (smashing him with hammers)

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 829.5: Hayatani-san wants to find a solution

Pag 1

1: Sigh

2: That day I saw a girl sighing alone in the courtyard

Pag 2

1: Sometimes she looked down and dropped her shoulders

2: And looked down at the phone in her hands

Sigh

3: It's love...!! It's definitely love troubles...!!

(Her favourite thing)

Ehehehe!!

4: If you have love troubles then please come to me!! Come to the one who's been watching the students for many years and helped many of them with their love problems

Come to the school store owner...

Come, come

5: Hayatani Yuuko!! (44)

(But I'm 24 in my heart)

Come!!

Pag 3

2: Smile!!

3: Ah... the store owner... sorry, is this your favourite bench?

4: As I thought, this girl is the manager of that something-club, Kanzaki-san...

5: It's fine, it's fine, it's fine

Sit down, sit down

6: You can relax, Kanzaki-chan

7: Ah...

8: I'm just collecting the empty bread boxes, we have time to talk calmly

Ah... talk?

Pag 4

1: It's going to be summer soon

2: Summer....

3: It's an important season...

(For love!!)

6: That's true

The final precious time for the third years

7: is about to begin

8: Kyaaaa, I love the face of a young brave woman!!

Pag 5

3: Oh no!! There's something like a silver circle on her phone screen...!!

Could it be a ring!? The ring she wants!?

4: Huuh... graduation and marriage at the same time!? Well, as expected!! At this age, you would want a ring as a gift!!

I get it!! I get that feeling of waiting for that present from him!!

5: I'm sorry, I happened to see your phone screen

Could it be that... that's what's troubling you?

Huh!?

6: Th.... this?

7: Troubling me, you say?

Which one... I can't find the answer

8: She's shy, so cute!

Yes, yes

There are many different rings she wants

9: This year... we

Pag 6

1: Are going to Kyushu

2: A trip to Kyushu!? Before the wedding!?

Isn't that too fast!? You're still high-schoolers!!

3: How... many nights?

Uhm, after we get on the ship it should be five or six nights

4: A big trip!!

You're moving fast...!!

5: I thought it was just a small problem, but students nowadays move so fast

So fast... back in my day, the problem was if we could hold hands or not

6: We'll use it there

Pag 7

1: They'll use the round thing in Kyushu!! The ring!!

So they're gonna get engaged soon!!

2: Despite your looks, you're really audacious

It's a happy thing, but

3: But

For women

It's a battle!!

4: Please do your best!!

5: Yes!! So that we'll have no regrets!!

6: Yes!!

Pag 8

1: I don't know why but I feel encouraged

I feel good

2: I see

3: I'm really worried about it

I know right... I've been thinking about it since lunch

Which one do we have to bring for the summer Inter High in Kyushu...

4: the 50mm wheel or the 35mm wheel....!!

The 50mm is best on flats, while the 35mm is best on mountains

Hmm

It's difficult... we can't bring both?

5: That's it, Onoda-kun!!

You're right, Onoda

6: These days they really do move fast... kids nowadays... a proposal in Kyushu!!

Should I gift her something to congratulate her?

The round silver thing they'll use in Kyushu are the bicycles wheels, Hayatani-san!

[the-blind-geisha]

I don't really do New Years Resolutions, because honestly--I just wanna make it through another year. xD; Not just mentally, but physically as well.

I do want to try and do better with getting some stuff done--stories, comics, art--I don't care what it is. I just need to be better at staying focused. ♥

I will certainly do my best, so thank y'all for sticking with me.

[sincerelyrf]

me: *seeing people yell about how they did Glintshore & Percy's death in the show*

also me: ..................anyway

[athousandbyeol]

i can't believe thame said i love you. it felt more like a you trust me, right, phi? you won't leave me?

and po's silence is i hope so and i pray that i won't.

[kaisollisto]

“Are you here?" Ava barely breathes it, there's a tension in the air that she can't recognize, an energy that squashes her. Her throat feels scratchy and she can feel the Halo slotted between her shoulders. Ava's flat on her back head turned to look over at Beatrice. She feels wimpy like a stomped flower, her left arm dangles dangerously close to Beatrice-territory. She wants to reach out, to touch Beatrice to confirm that she's here but something stops her. She feels so silly, she could easily shift over to touch Beatrice, shake her gently and - 

Beatrice slides over, a firm sleepy sister warrior knife wielding badass with frumpy hair poofing from what remains of her low bun. She moves towards Ava, inches away from her but moves to answer her. It’s rare for Ava to see her like this. Beatrice is clearly fighting sleep, rubbing her eyes and doing her best to move in hopes that it’ll shake the sleepy spell. 

She’s dressed in one of Ava’s ugly loose white shirts, a huge bass clashing with faded big blocky lettering that just reads “FISH”. Beatrice had looked at her weirdly when Ava had dug it out of the bins at a thrift store disheveled and ecstatic. 

Ava had spent hours coaxing her into it doing her damn best to hide Beatrice’s laundry when she wasn’t looking. It fills a warm feeling in her chest and Ava wants to burrow further into it. It was a fool proof plan. 

Ava found her shortness made it exhausting to reach up towards the Beatrice-level-cabinets. The halo pulls at her pinching and knotting up the muscles in her back after a long day of training. She feels it alive within her, an uncomfortable reminder sealed inside her back. 

At the end of the day Ava settled on hinging at the waist. She had slowly started integrating Beatrice’s sleep shirts in cabinets that Beatrice had to bend down to reach. Ava always tried to situate herself at the scene of the crime doing her best to seem inconspicuous while she leaned over hungry for Beatrice’s reaction. Ava thumbed her findings down in the recess of her mind, her finger tracing over it in a hurried desperation. The time would pass and she did not want to forget. 

(It helped, the imagery of Bea’s furrow when she would find her sleepwear underneath the sink when Ava would have to tuck her spine into the halo as she placed the shirt somewhere clean.) 

Thanks to her genius planning Beatrice had finally caved and worn Ava’s huge “FISH” t-shirt after weeks of her persistence. She looked adorable, she was drowning in it and constantly tugging at it. She had found Beatrice loved to tuck it into the band of her sleep shorts creating puffy funny creases distorting the text even further to say “FSH”. It looked so ugly and old and endearing. 

She looked out of her depth and it made Ava’s heart thump funny. Beatrice with her weird posh mannerisms combined with the peaceful unguarded look when she slumbered made her feel hot all over. 

It was the prospect of the future, a glimpse into her life with Beatrice, of when they would grow old together. It shakes her, the idea that Beatrice will get wrinkles with her. She takes it seriously, a study that she isn’t well versed in but preparing for. It is a long hard internal debate flipping between what wrinkles will show first. Ava selfishly hopes it’s smile lines, that Beatrice will smile at her as much as she does in secret. She’s happy to be wrong, Beatrice’s forehead crinkles have always been cute. She hopes that Beatrice never stops looking at her, thinking of her. She wants to spend a long time being the source of her wrinkles. And just for right now she can handle the role of being just her friend. 

Beatrice blinks one eye open, the other pressed against the pillow as she stifles a yawn. Her hand blocks her mouth in a delicate way and Ava can see her nails are short and uneven in places. Ava wishes she could touch them, study them in a way no one has done before. She wants to press against Beatrice hard enough to watch her skin fold around hers. Some sort of truth that she was here, that she is here. 

Beatrice scoots over slowly, her elbow tucked under the pillow. She stops inches away from Ava, a frown set in her jaw. Ava mirrors her position albeit more awkwardly and more wiggling than Beatrice’s but she finds a place where the Halo won’t bite her back. 

“I’m here,” Beatrice murmurs it, a quiet thing between them. 

Ava closes her eyes hoping Beatrice won’t notice her shakiness. She blinks a few times before she presses closer, the arm she’s laying on moving to support her head underneath the pillow. 

There’s so much to tell her, anything and nothing at all and Ava doesn’t know where to start. It constricts her throat, the constant stream of consciousness from inside of her heart. It’s horrible and she can’t stop it as the feeling balloons inside of her lungs. Ava wants help, she so desperately wants to feel okay again, to feel anything other than the stupid fucking halo. It grates on her nerves and muscles, a burning hot metal ring poking and prodding at the entirety of her upper torso. It leaves her reeling, a sort of anger that beckons for her to hurt (hurt something, hurt someone, hurt), disregarding the aftermath of tears and shame. 

Ava is sure she’s shaking, a layer of sweat gathers between the space of her shoulder blades as the Halo lights up with her inner turmoil. It’s a faint pitiful thing that Ava would be ashamed of if not for the bone aching tiredness. 

She wants to say she’s sorry the words clawing their way up her throat and it feels wrong to feel anything but that. There’s a sort of unspoken shame that haunts her with the Halo. It’s a thing she’s known long before any of this. 

Beatrice drags her out of her turmoil with her hand hovering near Ava’s pinky. She has a gracefulness to it, like she has practiced it a hundred times over. It’s weird, to be in a bed, a soft and lumpy bed looking at Beatrice. Beatrice with such plain features and subtle cheekbones that Ava can’t stop looking. It pays off, watching Beatrice, Ava knows it when Bea smiles a grin too wide for polite acknowledgement and Ava can see her dimples pronounced. 

“Can I?” Beatrice’s finger lingers near her hand, a hovering itch that Ava needs scratched. It’s so wholeheartedly Beatrice that Ava can do nothing but nod. Something inside of Ava aches harder than the rest of the organs inside of her. It’s the unwavering crushing thumping feeling that squeezes around her heart. The sincerity of Beatrice. 

She places her hand over Ava’s and squeezes her gently. Beatrice’s hands are firm and soft. She can feel the callouses on her palms prodding at the back of her hand and wonders if Beatrice has ever had them fade away. If she’s had the pleasure of unscathed palms. Her hands are warm but not sweaty, not like Ava’s.

Ava can’t feel Beatrice’s pulse but she tries her best to match it. She imagines it would be a slow melody playing a duet with a classical track. Some sort of tune that spurs comfort or a feeling of nostalgia. She briefly wonders if Beatrice listens to music, if she seeks out music that has spoken to her. If there was a song that shook her to her core so deeply she had to sit down and digest it. There’s so much she still needs to know and so little time. 

“I admit I’m not sure what you need from me.” Beatrice whispers it quietly, she’s hunched awkwardly, hovering close in Ava’s space but too far away for her own comfort. 

Ava clamps her mouth shut, sure that “come closer” will betray her. That she will reach too far into Beatrice and take far too much. 

Beatrice pays no mind to Ava’s silence and slowly caresses her hand, it’s a small little gesture that seems to have no set course. Ava briefly wonders if it’s the start of a massage or if Beatrice is looking for her joints underneath her skin and touching her tendons in apology. 

It should be awkward, Beatrice and Ava orbiting each other in a lopsided manner. A rotational tilt that is unfamiliar to both of them and yet feels intimate. An unknown dance with their eyes closed and their breaths mingling. (It’s easy to follow Beatrice’s lead, Ava knows love.) 

There’s nothing Ava can say to her, she chokes up at the prospect and they both blink at each other. She’s not sure what she needs, only that it’s nice having someone here. 

Beatrice drowsily blinks rapidly and slowly at the same time as Ava watches swallowing the bits of her smile. Her hand has slowed its pathing, opting to curl on the inside of Ava’s fingers. It’s endearing watching one of her favorite bad ass sister warriors lose against sleep. It softens the edges of Beatrice who is always carrying some unseen obligation. (Here it is only the two of them free of their past and future burdens, just two girls sprawled thinly on hopes and dreams). 

She can feel Beatrice’s grip loosen, she’s going to fall back asleep any minute now but Ava doesn’t have the heart to keep her up. Beatrice is no doubt tired, powered by her own sleeping and eating habits unlike Ava who has the artifact to juice her up. 

She isn’t quite unwound but she feels manageable now. It’s weird to be within reach of Beatrice, someone who cares about her. To be in proximity of someone who will look for her, be in step with her, maybe it’s duty but Ava holds it close to her heart regardless. (It’s all the same to her, devotion, loyalty, love). 

She clings to Beatrice afraid to let the moment go, she had called and someone had answered, Bea had answered. Ava can feel her eyes watering, it almost feels like a distant dream. She tucks her chin closer to chest and thinks, how awful to be loved. 

She can feel her throat closing up and she squeezes Bea’s hand just a tiny bit harder. (She answers in the twitch of her hand, clearly on the cusp of sleep). The Halo still thunders in her back throbbing some fatal fate but here in the hush of night grounded by the touch of Beatrice she has some reprieve.  (Part 1)

[spitblaze]

when heterosexuals do literary analysis of works in which queerness and the persecution thereof are major themes which they just completely skip over or call 'confusing relationships'

[stormflypirateskin]

Bro my mom told me I made some weird ass noises in my sleep today even though I ALMOST NEVER TALK in my sleep yesterday's first run must have genuinely tweaked me the fuck out or it's cuz I type "a" or "e" or other weird shit in the chat I'm gonna sob LMFAOOOAOAOAOAOAOA

[piningpercussionist]

transfem scott getting lots of support from ramona and kim in the early 2000's when shit's very taboo but they all 3 have a fire forged bond and lord if they aren't going to make sure they're all as happy as they can be because they've come this far and I dunno it just makes me happy all three of them

YES YES YES

It makes me very happy as well,,

Like I've said before. General Trans Scott enthusiast here- I love the idea of their little support network *violent coughing* I (we?) mean polycule *violent coughing* so fucking much.

Ramona I think has a bit of a more gentle hand with reassuring Scott with gender issues, but sometimes she just can't help herself from some pointed banter or teasing- how could you with someone so dense? (Said w affection)

And then Kim I think is more blunt. But like, in a good way mostly, you know? The kinda blunt that makes you snap to attention and go "Oh. Yeah that was silly of me." And if Ramona's started some sort of banter? Kim is SO piling on. Maybe sometimes she's a bit TOO blunt with it- but it's only because she's so firm in her support. She wants Scott to Get It Together- and be happier for it. So if some ribbing now and again is in order, then goddamnit she will do so! Anything to crack that shell.

And ohhh can you imagine how they would react to some transphobic bullshit?? Unholy terror would be driven into the offender before they walk off with an absurd amount of coins between them. I can feel it in my bones. Scott doesn't even have to lift a finger (if the transphobe is even noticed/processed at all, bc I honestly can see Scott just. Not realizing someone's being transphobic.) Kim giving someone a lashing with her tongue as distraction and then Ramona coming in with the hammer- BAM! Free Money! Paying literally with your life for your transphobia. A Better And Just World.

And of course (transfem Scott more specifically, here,) the way Scott would start to flourish under their support... cagey and maybe a little (perhaps a lot-) resistant to start- but Kim's blunt affirmations and no nonsense attitude for bullshit (which is what Scott insisting on "being cis" would be, c'mon now,) and Ramona's also low bullshit tolerance but less Stabby (bc I won't lie, that's probably how Kim's comments would feel,) assurances? Ough... My Heart... Be Still-

I would Kill for them, Your Honor-

(Ran out of tags so putting this in the body of the post- I am SO tired someone pls sound off if this isn't as coherent as I am hoping this is. I WAS trying to nap and get the extra sleep I desperately needed but the writing bug... it Bit Me.... only a little but enough to stop that process-)

[xxplastic-cubexx]

charlies turn for the reference sheet beam

[normalbrothers]

was thinking about arthur secretly removing the bullets from tommy's gun and then letting him walk into the field and how fucked up that was & how this is a reason why tommy seemingly avoided arthur for most of these four years & how this also contributed to arthur's downward spiral of guilt and shame & how he tried to rectify this by actively confronting tommy about the tuberculoma diagnosis ... and THEN right at the end he does the same fucking thing again by remaining absent from the feast and getting that suicide note to tommy through linda. truly character of all time

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

ngl when the eggs come back i bet they're gonna have respawn. or more lives, anyway, but respawn seems more likely. This whole disappearance event has taken them from their parents as suddenly as an actual death would, and let the parents go through their various planned-hoped for grieving arcs- because as much as we all love the eggs, there WOULD have been disappointment if they had all shown up one day and the possibility of their parents burning down the world had been taken away. it's letting the players fulfil their angsty little arcs and have some Fun with the roleplay, and then at the end give everyone a little reward.

or maybe not lmao i can't predict the admins. but from a storytelling/dming standpoint, that's what makes the most sense to me

[thebluebygracieabrams]

when the competition is making me cry in 10 seconds and your opponents are my parents

[cloudbends]

More coherent thoughts about today's pokemon horizons episode in the tags

[airenyah]

Your essay on Joong's underrated acting skills deepened my Joong appreciation so much, that I watched Mafia the Series, I'm watching Ploy's Yearbook (even though there is a serious lack of Joong so far), and I'm planning on watching The Warp Effect too. I haven't watched het shows in over ten years, so this is a big deal! 😂 I really liked him with Dunk in their shows, but MTS gave me another facet of him, because he's so timid in it, unlike in SIMM and HA, where he's (seemingly) very cool and in control. So thank you for making me a full time Joong (and Dunk) girl 💜

i saw this message first thing in the morning when i woke up yesterday and it instantly put me in a good mood!!! <3

YESSSSSS I'M SO HAPPY TO HEAR THAT

mafia the series might actually be my absolute fave thai het-show, it's just SO funny!!!! and the entire cast is so great, like, not just joong but the entire cast plays off each other SO well. and don't even get me started on gina virahya and her portrayal of anna kondra!!!!

you know, when i went into mafia the series i saw the poster and was like "ughh i really am gonna have to sit through this standard (overly) dramatic mafia show just for joong, huh. the things i do for my boy..." and then. AND THEN. you can imagine my surprise. i was crying tears of laughter throughout the show and i was actually laughing so hard that my mom made a comment about how she could hear my laugh in my room

beam is my loser boy and joong portrays him in such an adorably awkward way, i love it <333

and yes there IS a serious lack of joong in ploy's yearbook so far :((((

it was quite funny tho bc in the one scene where joong does show up i immediately recognized him by the back of his head, like!! i saw this:

and instantly went "OH there's my boy!!!!!" 😂😂😂

and i can't wait to see him with film bc film did extremely well with gun in not me and i feel like film and joong will also work together really well

you know, i'm always happy to turn people into full time joong (and dunk) girls!!!!!!

i've adored them ever since simm which i watched live from ep2 onwards. fun fact, actually: when i started simm i actually had no idea who they were (even though technically i'd seen dunk in bad buddy already, except i wasn't paying attention to the random high school bandmates and so i didn't actually recognize dunk and only realized later on ahahah)

aaaanyway, i had no idea who they were, right? and so in 2022 my mom and i spent two nights in prague during easter and in the evening we were in our hotel room and we were kinda looking for something to watch. and i was like "hey look, gmmtv has a new bl out and it looks kinda cute and fluffy judging by the thumbnails?? and like something that doesn't require too much brain power?? plus, there's also only two eps out so far, so we'll be caught up right away" and so we watched the first two episodes and then the two of us ended up watching every new ep together every week hahaha

i actually didn't really talk about it on tumblr back then and when you go back on my blog you'll see that there are hardly any simm post. but really, with every new simm episode that aired i liked joongdunk more and more. and especially once the characters started dating i was actually so in awe about just how comfortable joong and dunk were with each other and how they absolutely weren't afraid to touch? like, their physical affection was just so casual, like it was the most natural thing in the world to them in an "i'm-not-even-thinking-about-it-bc-it's-so-normal" kind of way and that was just soooo refreshing to watch?? i was (and still am) truly amazed

and when just a couple of months later, at the end of 2022 gmmtv announced joongdunk were gonna get another show together i got SO excited!! and also when it was revealed that simm was included in our skyy 2!!!!

and then hidden agenda started airing and then i was tagged in that tag game and then i went to watch joong's entire filmography and then i ended up falling into a joongdunk rabbit hole and here we are...

anyway, i have multiple agendas and one of them is turning people into joong fans and dunk fans and joongdunk fans sllksdfd

and my other agenda is getting people to watch mafia the series, bc it's truly a gem of a show!!!!

(speaking of agendas: the only thing that's missing in your message is you telling me that you approve of my fight for a sexy joongdunk vampire bl, like... that would have made the message and the influence of my joong/dunk/joongdunk blogging complete 😂😂😂)