#soooo much trauma in our future

[ollieyingdu]

Vein, Overthink and The Eye — Theory

WELCOME TO MY MANGUM OPUS

ive had this theory for quite a long time and i have commonly dubbed it the core of my delusion. when i made it I was like 95% sure it wasn’t right and it was simply a coincidence. however, with new songs and promotional material IT MIGHT JUST BE RIGHT!

so, without further ado, strap in for a WILD ride of Vein, Overthink and the secret meaning of The Eye:

first off, link click LOVES their use of color. they give characters, settings, powers, and even THEMES their own color. both to visually cue us in on what’s going on, and to allow people to draw connections between two seemingly different things.

for example: Vein’s character color is red. we know this and we’ve seen it everywhere, especially in his pv. and what else in link click is noticeably red? Overthink’s visuals.

now what does this say exactly? well, in my opinion, i think it gives us a BIG clue into Vein’s character and lg’s relationship with him if we examine the lyrics of Overthink like the song is a call and response between TWO people. M

this part of my theory I’m currently iffy about. i don’t think overthink is actually a call and response song, but some of these line up a little TOO well. the two speakers of this song are represented by the fact overthink is in both mandarin and english. mandarin speaker is lg, and english speaker is vein.

ive prepared a couple examples:

mandarin speaker: being watched by the eye of time english speaker: yeah

english speaker: stop thinking bout it, why ya mind overclouded? mandarin speaker: I unconsciously glance towards my right hand

english speaker: stop thinking bout it, why ya mind overclouded? mandarin speaker: in the gap of time I stopped thinking, I realized that my troubles were just me troubling myself

OKAY! so what do all of these mean? good fucking question. i think all of this hints at Vein being an “eye of time” or someone who watches over the events of time travel. this ensures that nobody fucks up the past too much. it would also mean vein is aware of shiguang and their powers, which is confirmed from the trailers.

this also hints at vein possibly having powers related to the mind and dreams. a lot of the lines in this song involve the mind being “overclouded” and how people need to stop thinking too much. this would fit PERFECTLY for vein being the time police. if he has mind powers he’d be able to manipulate people to not abuse time powers (cough cough LG) and maintain the status quo. a lot of lines also talk about dreams, and we know lg gets “visions” or something of vein. what if that’s vein in the mind, in this weird dreamscape? nods nods stuff to consider.

alright, we got all the stuff about overthink down. vein is the time police. nods okay. but what about The Eye?

btw before I say all this, I know baishajaws did not know the plot of yingdu when making their song, which is why im going to try and base my analysis on the visuals instead. the song matches my theory very well but it is purely coincidence 🙂‍↕️ and i am aware of that

ANYWAY! what i noticed when watching The Eye was how vein was portrayed. he was the only character we didn’t see the eyes or face of (of the new villains, anyway). we know eyes are windows to the soul, so I think it hints at vein’s overall intentions. watching over everyone, near a clocktower no less!! it gives him this eerie feeling, like he always knows what’s going on. idk…spoooky stuff

so yea, my thought is that vein is basically the Time Police. new trailers have all but confirmed it, so im pretty excited abt that LMAO

fun fact: i fully wrote out this theory twenty-ish days ago in a server thread and im so upset i didn’t post it earlier cause with all of the trailers it seems like im onto something with the eye of time thing. oh well 😭 at least it’s here now.

anyway! hope the delusion was amusing for you all lmao. if I’m even SLIGHTLY right I’ll take this as a win cause WOW this is a stretch

but yea, check out #ollieyingdu for more, and happy first episode 🙂‍↕️ stay safe LMAOO

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Hit ‘Em Up! (18+ Fic)

Pairing: Cowboy!Gojo Satoru x Cowboy!Geto Suguru x Black!Cowgirl!Reader (Slow Burn/Enemies to Lovers)

Synopsis: You get to meet Geto & Gojo the Gunslingers, the notorious outlaws that have every town and law enforcement in a twist, when your bum-ass BF offers you as payment to avoid going to prison. Little do they know that this is only a part of your plan to get what you desire. But when you realize that the infamous gun-slinging, smooth-talking cowboys could be everything you want and more when they offer you a deal to team up with them, will you successfully be able to go through with it? 

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINOS GTFO); poly!SatouSugu; Reader is Black & Fem; Mention of other JJK characters; Porn with Plot; Tragic Backstories; T/W for Childhood Trauma, Parental Death, Violence, Panic Attacks & Torture; Angst/Hurt/Comfort; Hand Kink; Masturbation; Voyeurism; Gay Sex; Polyamorous; Double Deepthroat; Mutual Oral; Fingering; CMNF; Spitroast; Riding; Unprotected PiV Sex; Creampies; Outside/Public Sex; Shotgunning; Multiple Positions; Spit Kink; Facials; MDom/fsub Undertones; Aftercare

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer’s Note: Aaaaand we are DONE!!! Thank you all so, so, so, soooo much for the love, support & views on this fic! I had so much fun writing it & I hope you enjoyed reading it. I have plans for more longer fics in the future so stay tuned for those! As always, feel free to comment & tell me what you think. Also attached below is a fic playlist. I LOVE doing those & I may start doing them for all of my work lol. Take care! Love you! -Jazz

FIC PLAYLIST: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1z6Gly1RueiZTdvCF8uKlJ?si=5b961666cb8e498c

Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen PT I & II. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-One. Twenty-Two. Twenty-Three. Twenty-Four. Epilogue + Soundtrack.

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EPILOGUE.

There isn’t quite a sky like the one in autumn. 

It is a crisp, clear blue with not a single cloud in it, serving a gorgeous backdrop for the crimson red, orange, and golden trees lining the school courtyard and surrounding the quaint little red schoolhouse. 

It is officially fall which means crunchy leaves, apple-picking, Halloween, and Thanksgiving feasts for little Keiko and Sagoyo, brother and sister and twin siblings. Unfortunately, this also means school time which also means dealing with the stupid kids who always have something to say. 

Keiko growls in irritation, gripping her project in her hand. “I can’t believe those stupid kids didn’t believe us!” She angrily complains to her brother. “We worked so hard on that family tree project and did everythin’—I mean, EVERYTHIN’—we were supposed to do!” 

“Well, we might still get a good grade,” Sagoyo murmurs, staring at the poster of the hand drawn tree. Keiko painted the leaves for fall time while he and his mom drew in chalk stick figures of their family from top to bottom. They also included old photographs that they taped onto each branch. 

Keiko huffs, her cheeks pink with frustration. “It won’t matter ‘cause no one believed us, Goyo. They think we just made everythin’ up about our parents. Why would we—“ 

“Hey, loser twins!” One of their classmates shouts. They visibly cringe. Speak of the devil. They each turn around, albeit wearing the same exact expression on the same exact face. 

While they look exactly the same, it just so happens that Keiko has violet eyes and snow-white hair that she usually wears in pigtails for school while Sagoyo has blue eyes and short, black hair with a slight curl to it. They each have skin the color of toasted almonds and the same big smile, similar to one of their dads. 

But they also have the same narrowed expression as you when they are angry. Those narrowed eyes are now directed at a gang of their classmates who laughed at them during their presentation today. “What do y’all want?” Sagoyo clippingly asks, his voice soft just like his father’s. 

One of the kids mockingly gasps, pressing a hand to his patched jean jacket. “Oh, wow! Lil’ Goyo talks now?” 

The kids laugh, making Sagoyo blush. While he has a very laid-back, soft-spoken attitude which can be good in certain situations, Keiko does not. She is loud, hot-headed, and speak her mind for a little seven-year old. 

“Shut up, Seita!” she yells in her little voice. “Leave him alone!” The kids once again laugh, irritating her more. “As usual, savin’ her brother ‘cause he’s a lil’ baby,” Seita scoffs. 

“We just wanted to see your famous parents,” Miya, a girl with long, black hair and candy bracelets, smirkingly says. “They’re comin’ to get ya, right?” 

The twins look at each other, silently dilberating about whether or not to tell them the truth. Sagoyo averts his gaze to his school clogs. “We…We always walk home from school.” And they do. Their home is only a ten-minute walk right up the trail from the schoolhouse. 

“So we can’t meet ‘em?” Erik, another kid with a black bowl cut asks. ”Just admit it! You losers lied ‘cause your parents are lame!” 

Once again, the children laugh, making little Keiko grow red with anger. “We are not!” she shrieks. “Our parents really are outlaws! Nothin’ like your loser dad who left to go get milk and never came back!” 

At this, Seita looks like a deer caught in headlights while the other kids “oooo” at the harsh burn. Sagoyo grabs his sister’s elbow, squeezing it. ”Keiko, stop,” he pleads. 

Seita’s tiny face twists in anger, just as enraged as Keiko now. “Just shut up!” he hollers, his voice echoing across the courtyard. “Your mom isn’t the Fatale Femme and your dads aren’t Geto & Gojo!” 

Keiko drops her school bag and project to the ground, prepared to put her fist in this little boy’s face. “You stupid mother—“ 

“Whoa, little one,” a soft, deep voice says from behind her. “What’s goin’ on over here?” 

Each kid turns around and wordlessly gapes at the tall, long-haired man standing above them. Though the sunlight makes his features a bit shadowy, especially underneath his hat, his familiar piercings and face are unmistakable. 

Gojo the Gunslinger, though much older now and sporting some stubble, is just as cool as he was years ago to the little ones standing at his knees. “You guys okay?” he asks, concerned. “Y’all aren’t fightin’, right?” He raises one pierced brow at the kids who only stare, gobsmacked. They may as well be meeting God! 

“Papa!” Keiko shouts, tossing herself at the man. “You’re here, you’re here!” Geto wraps his arms around his daughter, squeezing her to his waist.

“Mommy asked me to come and get y’all today. Uh…are your friends okay?” 

He points one gloved finger at the staring, silent kids. Each one looks like they’re frozen. “They’re just excited to meet you,” Keiko laughs, smirking at the kids. Especially Seita’s bitch ass. 

Geto laughs and gives her and Sagoyo head ruffles. “Well, say goodbye until Monday. You two have got some business with some ice cream today.” He gives them each a wink. “Yay!” the twins shout before picking up their things and racing out of the courtyard with Geto striding in his boots. 

After a detour to the ice cream parlor for some rocky road, chocolate-vanilla swirl, and mint chocolate chip cones, the three head home that afternoon. The sunshine’s on the apple trees lining the road uphill where a buttercream white, quaint, cozy house sits with a red barn not too far from it. 

The house looks like it came straight out of a storybook with its white shutters, red brick rooftop and chimney, fruit orchards in the backyard, and animals grazing the day away. 

Geto walks in the middle while his babies walk on either side of him up the road, still talking about their sweet treats and what the best ice cream flavor is. Like clockwork, the horses come trodding up to greet them at the fence blocking them from the road. Keiko goes barreling over, petting the old beasts. “Hi, Reneigh!”she giggles, petting her snout. The horse chuffs in response, her coat much lighter now that she’s older. 

Geto greets the horses with gentle pats on the back as his twins race to the front door. “No fair, Keiko!” Sagoyo yells. “You got a head start!” Keiko ignores him, running until she gets to the front porch. She goes barreling inside like a hurricane, giving the unlocked door a satisfying slam. “Mama, Papa, we’re home!” she bellows. Geto and Sagoyo come in right after. 

“Hang on a sec!” you shout back from upstairs. The three wait at the steps as you slowly and carefully come down, one hand on your lower back. You don’t know why, but it eases the pressure on your back that your plump, very pregnant belly has on it. 

You smile at your twins and your husband, moving as fast as your swollen feet will allow in your slippers. “Hey, flowers,” you coo at your twins. “How was school today?” 

Keiko doesn’t respond, too busy ogling at you. “Mommy, your robe!” Sagoyo shouts, blushing as red as a tomato. Geto coughs into his arm, struggling not to laugh. 

You look down and there, you see that your plump, round belly, lace bra, and panties are on display. You gasp as Geto strides up to meet you on the steps. He blocks the kids from seeing you as he ties your robe for you. “Oops! I’m sorry, flowers. Mommy just woke up from a nap with Papa.” 

Geto’s gaze meet yours, his violet eyes hooded and lustful. “I bet you did,” he whispers, keeping his voice low enough for only you to hear. “You’re spendin’ time together without me?” 

His fingers peel the flaps to your robe open, caressing your asscheek. You swallow roughly, ignoring the pulse between your thighs at his touch, tone, and familiar look. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” you breathlessly reply. 

Geto’s eyes light up like a Christmas tree. “Uh-huh,” he chuckles. “You can make it up to me later tonight. Careful now, babydoll.” Ice cream is on his breath. You wonder briefly if it’s on his tongue and lips too. He takes your hand and guides you downstairs as if the last few seconds never happened. 

But that is the life of being the Gunslingers’ wife. One minute, you’re asking them to pass the broccoli at the dinner table and then the next, you’re bent over in bed taking one big cock while the other is in your throat once the kids are off to bed. 

“Mama, your hair is all messy!” Keiko giggles once you’re downstairs. You elbow Geto when he stifles a laugh. “Well, I guess I’ll just have to borrow yours,” you cackle, tugging on your daughter’s silvery locks. 

You turn to Sagoyo, hugging him in greeting. “Oh, Uncle Nanami stopped by! He bought you guys some gifts.” You give them a secretive smile as you walk over to the armchair facing the fireplace, purposely to hide the gift. 

“Really?!” the twins squeal excitedly. They follow you while you take out two matching blue gift bags. There, you take out two horse pendants for them.“He got ‘em on his trip to that medicine conference,” you explain. “Uncle Haibara made him get ‘em for y’all, so give them a call tonight and thank both.” You hand the pendants to your ogling twins, watching as they admire them. “Oooh, pretty!” Keiko coos, admiring the pretty pendant. 

“Granny also sent over some apple cider dounuts even though I specifically told her not to,” you sigh. “She’s gonna turn you two into pumpkins.” Geto laughs, knowing that you’ve told your parents to ease up on the home baked goods since unfortunately, your kids have inherited Gojo’s sweet tooth. Speaking of the devil, his smooth laugh comes from upstairs. 

Still smooth, still sly, and still sexy. His hair is cropped shorter and his voice has grown deeper, only adding to the sexiness and maturity he has been rocking since you all hit your thirties. “Leave ‘em alone, babe,” he tuts, walking down the steps in his jeans and sweater. “Ya know they got their sweet tooth from me.” 

“Clearly,” you mutter. You squeak when Gojo smacks you on the ass, just out of sight from the twins. 

“Daddy!” Keiko shouts, running over to her dad. Gojo bends down onto his long legs and hikes her up in one arm. He does the same to Sagoyo, hugging both to his sides. “Hello, my darlins’,” he coos. “How was school?” 

The twins each give each other a look. Sagoyo nervously looks at you then at an expectant Geto. “Uh—“ 

“Good!” Keiko immediately answers, grinning a little too brightly. All three of you share a knowing look. “Oooh, that ain’t sound like y’all agree,” you point out, exhaling as you sit down on the soft cushioned couch. Your aching knees and feet immediately feel 100% better. 

Geto goes to stand over with you, never wanting to be too far from you. Gojo is the same way. They hound over you like dogs, always protecting you from unseeable threats and pampering you. They did this when you got married, but when you got pregnant with the twins seven years ago, it only increased. 

“So are you two finally gonna tell us what happened earlier?” Geto pointedly asks, crossing his tattooed arms. 

Gojo looks at him and then at the twins. “What?” he cluelessly asks. “What happened earlier?” 

“Uh….” The two kids look at each other, unsure. Finally, under Geto’s scrutinizing gaze, they break. “These kids just made fun of us for our project today,” Sagoyo admits. 

“They didn’t believe us!” Keiko tearfully shouts, big fat ears welling up in their eyes. “They said we lied about you guys bein’ famous!” She begins to silently cry. You smile to yourself. Keiko has the anger of her mama, but the sensitivity of her daddy. Meanwhile, Sagoyo is more like his daddy and papa: easygoing and quiet, but very intelligent. 

Keiko’s daddy hugs her close, cooing at her soft crying. “Aww, babygirl, it’s okay,” Gojo shushes your daughter, kissing her forehead. “We appreciate the thought, but if they don’t wanna believe it then fu—“ 

“Satoru!” you and Geto immediately snap. You won’t have him teaching the kids how to cuss again! 

“Forget them,” he finishes, winking at you and his husband. “That’s all I was gonna say! Geez, nine years later and you still think I’m a bad influence on kids.” The twins laugh, their smiles brightening the room. Suddenly, Keiko’s sorrow is gone. 

“Well, I still think your project is adorable,” you giggle, admiring it as Geto moves it to the mantel. “And I’m sure those kids won’t bother you again now that they saw your papa in the flesh.” 

You clap your hands once, signaling the end of discussion. “Now, let’s forget all about today with some delicious donuts and sweet tea, shall we?” 

“Yeah!” the twins shout, and all talks of mean kids and schoolyard fights are gone. “Keiko, don’t take all of ‘em!” Sagoyo calls as he chases after her into the kitchen. You laugh with your husbands, always humored by your precious Earth angels. 

An hour later, after eating donuts, chugging down sweet tea, and cleaning up after school, the twins go outside into the fields to run about and play with the horses. You stand by the open front door, looking out into the grassy fields. “Not too far, y’all!” you shout. 

You put one foot out to walk onto the porch, but Gojo stops you short. He takes your hand in his and guides you to the swing chair that he and Geto specifically bought from you three to share. Together eight years later, you still share that swing on lazy afternoons and drunken nights. 

“Satoru, baby, ya don’t have to walk with me,” you chuckle. “I can still walk.” But your husband has a mind of his own. “Nuh-uh,” he stubbornly replies. “I’d carry ya if you’d let me.” 

He sits you down next to Geto sipping on some tea. “But I can always put you in my lap.” He gives you a sultry smile as he sits next to you, trapping you between them. “Or mine,” Geto cuts in. “You know Y/N enjoys sittin’ on me more.” He places his tatted hand on your thigh, his fingers caressing your skin. 

“None of that right now, fellas,” you purr while Gojo kisses your neck. He pouts, but stops, one hand still playing with your hair. You smile, placing your hands on theirs, right over their rose tattoos. “But later tonight, I’ll hold y’all to it.” Your husbands look happy with that idea. 

As they go back to watching the twins play, you admire the dark ink of their rose tattoos. After all of this time, Benji the Bandit and Valentine seem so far away. After their deaths, there had been a slew of criminals and bandits running a mock in the Wild West that you and your Gunslingers took care of. It only lasted for a year, but your killing spree was enough to scare the wits out of any aspiring bandit. 

After some time of traveling and living the outlaw life, you three finally retired to Willow Springs to marry and start your family. And here you are now, sitting with everything you’ve ever wanted, fully embracing your past and looking forward to your future with your husbands. 

You admire them both, loving how the rays of the afternoon sun turn their hair into spun gold. It is getting dark earlier now and soon, winter will replace fall as it always has and always will. Time continues to pass and you still see your husbands as the sexy, smooth-talking, gun-wielding outlaws you met all of those years ago. And you know they still see you as the hot-headed, stubborn, fierce Fatale Femme (though you’ve softened overtime).  

Gojo sees you watching him and raises an eyebrow. “What?” he curiously asks. 

You shake your head, squeezing your husband’s hands in fear that they may disappear. That this peaceful, cozy life in Willow Springs with them is just an illusion. “Nothin’,” you giggle. “I’m just so glad you chose me.” 

Geto scoffs, releasing your hand to wrap an arm around your shoulders. “More like we’re glad you chose us, little lady,” he replies. “You could’ve had anyone, but you went with us two outlaws.” He presses a soft kiss to your cheek and Gojo follows suit, the both of them pressing their lips to your face. 

When they pull away, they place each hand on your plump stomach. “This is the life, ain’t it?” Gojo hums. He leans his head against yours, watching your twins play and the blue sky stretch like a painted canvas above. 

Sitting between them, you feel more at peace than you ever had. “Yeah,” you agree, sighing softly. “It’s a dream come true.” 

THE END.

[night-market-if]

just binge-read TNM and your writing has finally gotten me back into reading (and spending!) on interactive fiction again :) i have a couple of Thoughts™️ ...... i have too many feelings to express how much i am OBSESSED with your lore and worldbuilding and characters .... i love them all so much (even milo, that little rat) and i want to put all of them in my pocket to keep them safe <3 i have a couple of questions if you don't mind !!! no pressure

Do your characters have any special meanings of their names? i ask because of my best bro Caliban; my first thought was linking him to Shakespeare and "You taught me language, and my profit on’t / Is I know how to curse. The red plague rid you / For learning me your language!"

How would the characters feel if the MC was religious? Would anyone either be interested or wary or uncomfortable?

And now I gotta talk about my girl, my best baby, the love of my life, my girlboss, my reason for existing: bella <3 i find her as a character soooo fascinating. as THE biggest lesbian you'll meat, usually i find strictly dominant characters a turn-off, especially male characters, but that's a personal thing ofc! that being said, bella is just .... *chef's kiss* she is 100% in control, but ... she's not cold. i almost would describe her as "warm," for she dazzles as the brightest light in every room, her flirting and smirks easily given away. but of course, that's her persona, how could we forget the murder plans hello??? BUT with the MC? those touches 👀 those feelings 👀 how can a woman be so cold yet so warm?

will we ever see our beloved bella in a submissive role? or the better question is: what does she consider to be a submissive role? like, I'm not even referring to the bedroom, would she allow the MC, either now or in some distant future, to take care of her—acts of service, physical touch, words of affirmation, etc. is her dominance an intrinsic part of her nature, or is it caused by her past trauma (because i know miss girl has a lot)? is it just one and the same? to her, is receiving love and affection the same as being submissive? because to me it sure isn't! 🤔 i think I'll stop this essay here lol, but just wanted to say i love your writing and the complexities of figuring out your place in life <333

I'm sorry this has taken so long to answer! Thank you so much for such cool questions.

You are right in thinking of Shakespeare for Caliban. Though, that character is far more dickish in the Tempest than what my inspiration is for him. I read a book in college called Prospero's Daughter. It is a phenomenal book that is a retelling of the Tempest. That was more of where the obsession for the name came.

As for the characters of the Night Market, they don't actually have any special meaning. The name Belladonna was rolling around my head for a while because I love the idea of a poisonous flower. But, it wasn't something I pulled from somewhere. Milo's true name does have meaning but that has only been mentioned once on a specific path in Book 2. Gabriel is a little bit of a nod to the more Christian angels but only loosely. Because I do associate the name Gabriel with a Supernatural character and the two of them are nothing alike. LOL

2. If the MC was religious, Milo and Malcolm would be wary as fuck. Milo's father was a very religious man and hid behind his religion. And Malcolm has seen a lot of duplicity in the world of religion before and has not had a lot of good experiences. Both would be incredibly hesitant to trust a religious MC. It doesn't mean they can't, it just might take time.

Gabriel would of course be on board, as long as it was to the Knowing. Another religion would cause him some turmoil due to the Knowing being the only true god in his mind.

Belladonna would be fine with it. She is an incredibly religious woman at heart and she would be open to a lot of discussions with it.

Hazel would be more curious than anything else. She would want to know why the MC believed and what it entailed. She may or may not agree.

Pen would just laugh.

3. So for Bella, I had a very specific idea in mind when I started her characterization. I want her in control and I want her to be someone who has her shit together, but I wanted it to stem from confidence. Not trauma. I think we see a lot of cold characters being cold due to their past shaping them into that. I wanted Bella to just know her self worth and go from there. Hence the warmth to her but the ability to ice out anyone that pisses her off.

Submission for Bella is complicated. I don't think she ever sees herself being submissive but she would use it to describe clients in the past. I don't think she would use it to describe MC. But, you will be able to see her in roles where she has to lean on someone else for help. It is not that Belladonna doesn't want to show that side to anyone. It is more that she assumes that she can take care of it. Even while sick, she believes herself above it all. That she can do this herself. When she can't, I think it comes as more of a shock to her.

But, for a romanced MC, there are some moments coming up that I think will speak of this. I am very excited to write them.

[sylviareviar]

Anxiety has unfortunately hit me like a truck today, but I keep seeing positivity going around on dash while I was busy at the mall with my younger sibling soooo

I'd like to make a few short comments for people I think are really cool too, then I might dip to either play video games or write fanfiction (I kinda haven't been writing since RPing with everyone, so I at least want to try getting back into it)

@gempantheon - Tem, you outstanding human bean, you inspire me so much and make me laugh with your impeccable sense of humor. You are an absolute enabler and I'm totally here for it, I love the friction when our brain cells collide and spawn new and sometimes unhinged ideas. I still don't understand how you bear with me and my sad excuse of a plot line. I feel like a broken record at this point, yet you still haven't gotten sick of my muse yet. How.

@elementalistfusion - Same goes for you. I live for the interactions between Sylvia and Judai, and I love seeing Jim on dash whenever he pokes his head out occasionally. I hope you know how much you mean to me, because I genuinely cannot see myself RPing without either of you. I don't know how else to put my affection into words tbh, it's this indescribable, overwhelming feeling of love and belonging that kinda... escapes me, verbally.

@maustoria - You've been incredibly patient with me and my anxiety, you've helped me through so much, and you're an insanely good writer. I love watching you pop off on dash, and I consider myself incredibly lucky to have you as a friend. Thank you for being so patient and understanding with me. It means so incredibly much to me.

@florawept - I don't know you as well as I know the others, admittedly, but I do know that you're a package deal with Hermes, and I just wanted to thank you for comforting me as well because you definitely did, and I appreciate it so much. Hopefully our muses can interact a bit more; I apologize if it's hard, though, since GX Sylvia typically tries to avoid people at first to avoid them getting too attached to her before her time ends and she has to go back to the future.

@sliferedrida - Ryuki is an absolute sunshine boy and lives rent-free in my head. This boy could murder trauma all on his own istg. I also love our late-night chats when we get around to them. We still have some episodes to watch! (not tonight, I'm a little anxious tonight, but like. Soon I swearrrrr) Also the chaos we get up to is really funny, I love your sense of humor, I love learning more about Ryuki but also your other muses, like Belmont and some of your Pokemon muses.

@herukaizaa - You have been VERY quiet, idk what happened, but I MISS YOU, MANNNN I LOVE TALKIN TO YOU AND HANGING OUT WITH YOU! Hope everything's okay! Whenever you're ready to come back, I'll be waiting with open arms!

@cardplays - You are so silly and sweet and I'm sorry if it's been hard to interact with me lately. I think there are many thoughts I need to get in order. But I swod to jod the day will come when Sylvia adopts Ouza. it will happen. This is not a threat, it's a promise.

@kurai-honoo - I know we don't talk as much lately, but I still consider our characters as good friends, and I need to do more stuff with Paradox and Yami, I know. I'm so sorry that I haven't, because I think you're really sweet, and I love your takes on all of your muses (plus I get REALLY excited when I see you picking up Jack, too, because then Sylvia gets to annoy someone bigger than her and that's so incredibly funny to me). Sylvia will hold on to that Kuriboh keychain and the cat pin forever, and that is not a joke. You are outstanding.

And now I'm gonna go get off tumblr for a little bit. I'll make a few exceptions here and there wherever my muse picks up, but for the most part, I might be hard to reach today, and I do apologize for that.

Y'all are amazing though, I love you so much.

[uriekukistan]

choso and/or megumi? :)

im so. i just spent so long typing this out only for the page to crash and delete everything i said. why does tumblr HATE ME anyway thank you for the ask i’ll try to remember everything i said the first time 😭

choso!!

favorite thing about them: his relationship with itadori is so cute! such a good brother! his facial expressions are so cute and silly! literally found out itadori was his brother and went “okay i’ll die for u now”

least favorite thing about them: the fact that they robbed him of his sick shoes in the anime. maybe something else will come up in the future but for now that’s it

favorite line: i got two! *in a life or death situation* can u just call me onii chan like once please please please please (paraphrasing), *facing kenjaku after finding out that they’re his dad and yuuji’s mom* “hey little bros look at this im gonna kill our parent

brOTP: gotta go w yuuji since they are in fact bros. his relationship w mahito is so silly to me tho, and i’d love to see him interact with todo!

OTP: i dont really have one. rn i think he’s too focused on his brothers to think abt that

nOTP: its not a no for me per se just that i think choso and yuki are very one sided. yuki clearly likes him but he’s too focused on yuuji rn

random headcanon: i can see him having a long skincare routine with a fluffy hairband

unpopular opinion: i think he is frequently mischaracterized in the name of fitting ppl’s sexual fantasies about him. ofc im all for having fun but i noticed it does impact broader perceptions of his character sometimes. could say this about any jjk man tho.

song i associate with them: mmmm maybe sunflower by post malone, don’t have a reason for it buy yea

favorite picture of them: have two

MEGUMIIIII

favorite thing about them: he is me i am him we are the same. realistic depiction of what it is like to be abandoned by your parental figure and then be told you’re “special” for some reason and now too much is expected of you but you never wanted this in the first place. i could raise him so well let me adopt him. I Will Take Care Of Him.

least favorite thing about them: can’t. that’s my son.

favorite line: soooo many but i think about “so start by saving me itadori” DAILY. hourly even.

brOTP: love his relationship with kugisaki. would love to see him with yuuta more for purely self indulgent reasons that are not related to my dancers au….

OTP: obviously gotta go with ITAFUSHI i could talk abt them for hours. a brain virus fr they’re everything to me.

nOTP: 🧑‍💻 megumi & sukuna, megumi & toji, megumi & gojo, megumi & mai, etc. i try not to yuck other ppls yum but uh. i couldn’t even decide which of these was worst.

random headcanon: uhhh this ones a sad one, but i think before gojo came along, he and his sister were starving (compared to other characters shown as kids he looks much bonier), so even into adulthood, he has a hard time gaining weight from the effects of childhood malnutrition and as a result, is a bit less physically strong than he could potentially be (still very strong tho)

unpopular opinion: you already know what im gonna say. most overhated character in jjk. yall need to get off his back before i get violent im so serious rn everything he does is a perfectly valid reaction to the trauma he’s been through since he was literally a toddler

song i associate with them: i got so many…recently been thinking of dreams of losing teeth by suave punk & moon i already know by mount eerie the most

favorite picture of them: soo many…unhinged megumi vs pocket sized gumi i cant pick

[bluegarners]

oh! and also🍦 🐝and/or🌻 :}

hiiiiiiii!!!!

🍦 ⇢ name three good things about a character you hate

ough okay i think my most disliked character is fanon-jason... i LOVE canon jason, i love his faults and his bad attitude and his poor choices. it's what makes him a fantastic character! but i sincerely do not like fanon-jason... but if i have to say 3 things i like about him... hm... maybe i like the idea that even characters as stuck in the hole they dug can still have a redeeming aspect to them, that trauma from the past does not necessarily mean you can't form meaningful relationships, and that second chances are forever chances no matter what...

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

@hotsoupyb and @blackerinapendleton right now i have been seeing in my notes a lot, and i am always very flattered and get a warm feeling inside my heart whenever i see them pop up <33 i don't follow a lot of people on tumblr, but i do check in on my follower's blogs sometimes and they both seem like sweet people and that we have similar tastes in fandoms and aesthetics <333

🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis

@boyfridged we don't talk much but i loveeee all of your takes, you are my #1 jason todd go-to and you have a beautiful grasp on his character that isn't just the hard and gritty side, but also how he relates to other characters and where his place is in the wider dc universe, and i am soooo happy to have you as a mutual <333

of course, also, @ekleiipsis we are new mutuals and thus haven't had the opportunity to talk much, but i am looking forward to our future on this website!!! you are already such a sweet and fun presence here <333

[fairyhaos]

can you do moots as book tropes maybe? if possible

yes i definitely can omggg lezzgo (these kinda turned into fic tropes instead tho ngl,,,)

@slytherinshua is a coffee shop setting! no idea why tbh, but i imagine her as the animated, lovely customer who always comes into the cafe during the slow hours, with a smile on her face and a book in her hand and a whole array of wonderful and weird new things to chatter about to the barista who may be just a tiny bit in love with her

@blue-jisungs feels very much like a magical school book series. i'm thinking harry potter, i'm thinking school for good and evil, i'm thinking magic and pastel blues and childhood friends to lovers and saving the day and being a hero, either willingly or unwillingly, and learning and growing to become the best person you are able.

@wheeboo is arranged marriage!!!! i can't explain it but the tension and the drama ✨ and the way it can be either enemies to lovers or strangers to lovers is soooo rania. she'd bicker, she'd banter, but most of all she'd fall in love so, so deeply that she cannot even think of not loving them anymore.

@rubywonu is a fae/ faerie world setting. im thinking cruel prince-esque, with drama and blood and alliances, but also with all of its whimsy and its magic and its sparkly gold fairy dust. it's something a bit mysterious, very much unknown, and only the strongest and the most quick-witted will be able to survive

@selenicives dragonsssss and faux medieval settings :D the lore and the intrigue and the aesthetics of it all make me think of weiwei, #1 bc i think xe would love to create a world like that but also bc it feels vv much like something xe would enjoy being part of haha

@ylliris-hanniehae is exes to lovers. perhaps an unusual one, but exes to lovers, and second chances, is always about soft love and gentle stories, of talking things through and comforting past hurts and making promises to move on into the future, together. and i think ylli would like that.

@odxrilove is amnesia. dori is gonna get hit by a truck or smth during a crucial moment in the plot and half of the story is spent watching her struggle to get back her memories before PLOT TWIST it turns out that either a) someone intentionally hit her or b) she never lost her memories in the first place????? i feel like drama follows her wherever she goes tbh.

@weird-bookworm is found family ^^ bc she's just so sweet and nice and also a little bit silly and goofy exactly like how the found family dynamic often is. also sky just fits so seamlessly into our group like she's always meant to be here, so duh. she's now part of our family.

@etherealyoungk is just. cottagecore like idk how to explain it. when a character moves away from the bustle of the city to live in the countryside, perhaps to heal past traumas, and they discover an elusive stranger with flowers in their hair who help them open their heart and learn to love again? that's skye.

@gyuswhore is a baker/ bakery au! again i literally don't know why but em gives me the vibes of a rambly + bubbly + slightly weird baker who always makes sure to beam at the regulars and mayhaps be just a little bit enamoured with this one customer who always comes in and, without fail, orders fifteen egg tarts in bulk. she doesn't know what they're doing with so many egg tarts. but she's gonna find out.

[leyleycraves]

this is random to put in your ask box, sorries, but as someone with much trauma, massive bpd, and who was in a years long absuive codependent relationship and is still trying to heal from it, it's soooo fuuuuuckingggg harddddddd not falling into codependent tendencies and wanting my partner to be obsessed with me and give me all their time and be the specialist fucking princess in the world to them and have them not care about anyone anything ever more than me. and I know that everyone's got their battles out here in the world, but I'm so jealous of you and Andy having each other because there's a huge part of me that just wants to be enmeshed and with my FP and have them feel down to their soul they were meant to be intertwined with me in every past life and every future life, and seeing you two together just makes me yearn for something.

(love from a former kinnie and currently integrating system)

Thank you for sharing this

Honestly, Andy and I are far from perfect. I know I share primarily lovey dovey happy shit, but we have our issues. I put a fuck ton of pressure on Andy with him being my FP. I know he struggles with that information and trying to take care of me. There are times we can't be together and it kills me and he takes the brunt of my bullshit. There were times before, even in this life, where we had to feign normalcy and I wasn't put first, resulting in really bad shit. I put Andy through hell constantly and I'm lucky he still sticks around. He has so much power and control that I'm not sure he recognizes. I need constant validation and reassurance that he needs and loves me even after all the effort he puts in. Sometimes, that sucks on both ends. But I'm in love with him. He's in love with me.

[cressidagrey]

Hello again!!! I just wanted to say, I was introduced to your writing through Lightening In A Bottle. I read all of your other works immediately and love love loved them soooo muchhh!!!!! (might have been obvious by the fact I proposed immediately lol)

However, I hesitated before starting A Court of Gold and Shadows. Usually, reading angsty stories leaves me unable to properly mentally function in society (if that makes any sense) and so I wait until I'm not so busy anymore to properly sit down and read it, and I'd need be, have a cry. I saw the title for the first part about Elucien's wedding, and that made a promise of wonderful angst to me since I came reading your other spectacular works.

I couldn't resist today and finally read it. Reading so many angsty Azriel fics, I have been broken down (in a good way) by such good writing on not being his first choice, but your fic truly altered my brain chemistry. I have never imagined Az in this way, and I am truly ashamed of myself for it tbh. Our boy just wants love and he's been treated so carelessly by his family.

I loved the way you wrote Oriana. She's so fierce. I love how you build your OCs (Galena is also a favourite) and how they are completely themselves. Also (and this is just a personal opinion) I really enjoy how love is portrayed in all your Az x OC fics? Like, I feel it is just so healthy and well, something I didn't know was my cup of tea until now. Just, the reciprocation and mutual actions that show our OC would go to the ends of the Earth for her mate (this I'm writing while thinking of Oriana) is verryyy enjoyable to me personally.

Anyways, I feel like I'm rambling too much. What I mean to say is, I love your fics and the world building you put into them from head to toe. They deserve all of the love they're getting, they really do!! Thank you for sharing such masterpieces with us!❤️

Love,

Your Fiance?

Dear future spouse,

Thank you so much reading my stories! I love hearing that you enjoyed them 😘

The very first part of A Court of Gold and Shadows was an immediate knee jerk reaction to that Bonus Chapter. Literally I read the bonus chapter and wrote that in the same 48 hours.

I cried while I wrote it but it was very calming in a sense to get all of that out on a page because that bonus chapter upset me a lot.

Oriana was created because I needed Az to have somebody that loved him and for whom he would always come first. They both have mutual trauma but that only means that they cling to each other that much tighter…and Oriana turned out to be that fierce because I needed somebody who could literally put Rhys on fire to calm my raging desire to throttle him 😂

The love you are talking about for me is this deep feeling of mutual respect that really important to me personally. That’s also why you’ll never find me writing enemies to lovers, because personally for me that mutual respect often comes too short in these kind of stories. For me that’s kinda the foundation for a good partnership so just always portray that and pour it into anything I write.

[kamiversee]

Kamiii!! What a wonderful chaper it was!!! My heart is racing!!! Reader's gonna speak her truth finally😬😬😬 Also damn Choso went through hell and back huh..not only our pookie is soft hearted but so much better at communication ughh...Gojo needs a lesson or two from him. Choso really put his heart in reader's hand. Talking about trauma can be so difficult and he finally does so for the reader. Ahhhh!!! He's the best man through and through!!!

I am Sukuna girlie but the way you write Choso has made me a Choso girlie right now 🤩🤩 he is just so sunshine in emo way🥰🥰

Also Sukuna and Choso's backstory is quite guy wrenching seems like both were in abusive environment as Sukuna had wounded lip that means he too was abused by someone? His mother? Was she the one who even manipulated him into torturing Choso and his brothers?? Them big her step sons could have created resentment in her and she protected it onto Sukuna which he took out on them in the worst ways. Otherwise how could an 8 year old harbour so much violence and hate? And God damn the way you had described him knocking out his gf seemed like he was hit with the sudden realisation of what a monster he had become just like his abuser i guess...but back to Choso it would really be satisfying of him getting at Sukuna for once in his life. Will we get any of their interactions?

Also the poor reader is going through so much too..girlie found out Gojo was obsessed with her and maybe he did create the list just to get closer to her, then everything with Choso and knowing Sukuna was such a bastard and abuser..but Choso really seems to be her peace cuz even after so much she is not confused and frustrated like with Gojo each and everytime. Their dynamic is soooo good. Whatever happens in the future the fact that both of them are calmly listening to each other and opening themselves is such a big step in their relationship. I think if Choso accepts reader even after knowing everything the reader will also realise how much of a better man Choso is than Gojo who for all his love and poetic words has mostly given her confusion,hurt and all this mess she's in....

Such a beautiful outlook you have on the most recent chapter ^.^

I love that people are guessing Sukuna may be a product of his environment & I genuinely adore how you pointed out Sukuna may be retaliating on his brothers due to his mother ><

Even so, I can’t say if we’ll get any more interactions… maybe we will, maybe we won’t :)

BUT YES, the reader really does deserve the world & I love how u pointed out how the dynamic between her & choso and her & gojo seeing as one is vrry frustrating and one is not

[jaimesrighthand]

hotd is coming back soon and my desire to reread my favourite asoiaf fanfic is back with a vengeance.

anyways here are the bits of this chapter that make me lose my mind upon rereading (and lots of thinking about our doe):

"Queen Cersei decides who her family is, whether or not her blood commands it so"- i just... theres a reason that one fanart used this as a caption if i recall correctly. doe baby come here im giving a big hug.

"You knew... deep down... but you never wanted to believe it until the truth came roaring back at you in the future."- use of roaring here is iconic, zoomorphism always adds a kick. The thing about this line that drives me crazy is the implications for her relationship with Jaime. We know that she's close to both her uncles and there's a lot of lore with Tyrion (beloved relationship there!), but i have soooo many thoughts about jaime and her. clearly, it seems that cersei didn't push jaime away from leyla as she did his children for cersei reasons which adds another level of lannister craziness to their relationship.

"sweet Uncle Tyrion"- love doe for being the only pov to use that adjective for tyrion.

"ou rode either on your horse gifted to you by your Uncle Jaime or in the wheelhouse with your mother and younger siblings"- see how those two groups are directly contrasted, with doe being the bridgeway of sorts. i need to drink this juicy dynamic like sweetwine.

"Unashamed of standing beside the Kingslayer"- this and the line where he kisses her cheek and helps her down her horse are so fulfilling jaime's young aspirations of that conventional view of knighthood. its like doe is a reflection of the goodness of their character ugh help i cant take this!

"'Princess,' Robb takes your hand and places a gentle kiss over your knuckles, causing your fingers to tingle."- oh our sweet babies have no idea what lays ahead of them teehee

"You’ve been spending far too much time with your Uncle Tyrion if you take Robb Stark’s small talk as an innuendo."- see what happens when you let tyrion of all people parent your child, cersei. tsk tsk tsk. oh the humanity!

“My Uncle Jaime gave her to me. We named her Fawn.”- WE? WE? oh dear the symbolic significance of jaime helping name the horse after the baratheon sigil rather than the lannister one is so dear to me.

"You were always the wedge between your parents"- my poor baby

"the Queen Cersei only smiled with anticipation at you as she brushed her fingers through your hair, the alien motion driving you into shock."-physical affection from her mother being so rare to the point where it elicits a trauma response out of her makes me want to flip a table. oh the tragedy of it all

"Your mother did once.

And how sorely did Father disappoint her. "- robert can be viewed as the fulcrum of her tragedy as a character, but its also haunting how she has parallels to her mother as a character. Then again, that is partially Cersei's fault but thats a next chapter thing.

Black of Hair (Part One)

(Gif not mine)

Request: “Hi! So I had this idea for an imagine/fanfic (whatever you want) in my head where Robert and Cersei have one true born child together (so not Cersei’s and Jaime’s kids, they still exist though) and since Cersei kinda sees her as a threat cause she’s the rightful heir she wants her married off as soon as possible; and Robert and her decide that she has to be married of to Robb and the daughter and Robb fall in love, thank you!💕” from @fuckoffupstairs 

Fandom: Game of Thrones

Ship: Robb Stark x Female!Reader

Tags: black of hair got

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Author’s Note: Thank you for this request! Sorry it took so long for me to get to, but once I sat down to write it I just couldn’t stop! My fingers were ready to fall off!

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[9adah]

It’s been a while since I sat down and thought about how I felt, it’s been so long since I’ve relaxed that I forgot my body doesn’t always feel this way. My body has developed this nice lil trauma response over the last 6-8 months. Everytime I’m stressed, I can feel it in my body, the way tears fill my eyes soooo quickly & I lose my temper at everything, but never anyone. I’m proud of myself for making it through the last couple of months, I even have some tears thinking about it. I’ve beat myself up for not quitting smoking & I know our relationship is unhealthy because I can’t live without it. Right now I need an escape, healthy or unhealthy will do, and when the time is right, it’ll come to me. I will say my priorities feel like they’ve started to align with how I want to be in the future, making plans & speaking to them into the universe has helped me envision myself in such a beautiful light. I’m glad I have these moments of internal reflection, I know in my heart that I do the right thing as best I can & I am hardworking & empathetic and most importantly, kind. I see these qualities in the people around me - the ones I surround myself with the most and I know I am doing well. These people are a reflection of the best in me & I know I wouldn’t be who I am without them. It has been a tough year and a happy one, I have lived through so much and experienced things I couldn’t have imagined. Despite the loses and the setbacks, I am in a position now that I didn’t see myself in , for better or worse - it is exactly where I need to be. I really hope that life feels better next year - I understand everything happens for a reason but I’d like my heart to feel a little bit lighter for a while.

I love you !

Love,

H x