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[johnnyshrine]

★ // LET'S SUMMON THE STEEL BALL RUN ANIME TOGETHER!

I had a crazy idea, and since it’s so wacky, you know I gotta do it. What’s my silly idea, you ask?

I’M MAKING A SUMMONING CIRCLE TO SUMMON THE STEEL BALL RUN ANIME INTO EXISTENCE!

That’s not all there is to it, though. In fact, I need YOUR help to make this magic as powerful as it can be. For the first time ever, I am asking for audience participation and collaboration for johnnyshrine, wow!!

How can you help me make the greatest summoning circle ever? By making your own offerings, of course! Prayer works best when people come together! I am collecting black and white images you guys submit to add to the summoning circle! These images can be whatever you’d like: drawings of your favorite SBR characters, memes, occult or silly objects you'd use for Steel Ball Run themed magic, words talking about how much the story means to you - you decide! Full info and requirements can be found on the Google form below if you’re interested in participating! Credit will be given to everyone who participates unless you choose to remain anonymous. The full summoning circle will be posted as johnnyshrine offering #101 on April 11th, the day before JOJO Day. Hopefully our efforts will pay off and we’ll get to see the anime become real!  I’ve never done something like this before and I have no idea what to expect, but I figure this is a fun way to connect the community. I look forward to everyone’s submissions! :D

[ PARTICIPATE HERE! ]

DEADLINE TO SUBMIT IS APRIL 10TH, 2025 AT 11:59 pm PST.

[gomzdrawfr]

🫂🚬🐦‍⬛

[ghostedrider]

On the 11th of March, I went into the urgent care for an unknown mass in my abdomen, one that was causing discomfort and pain. After concerns were raised, they wanted to do a CT scan on the mass to try and discern whether it was cause for concern or not. Repeatedly throughout the process, I asked if this was covered by my insurance. They assured me that most insurances do cover this, especially if there is pain associated with it.

My insurance does not cover this. I am a junior in college, I work a full-time job on top of classes, and I live completely alone. I have never once in my whole college career taken out loans, because I have wanted to avoid having to pay it off for a really long time. And in a single day, the single thing I've been working my ass off to avoid came crashing down on me because of a for-profit hospital, pain I couldn't control because of a lipoma, and greedy insurance companies with absolutely no leeway.

I'm from a family of very proud Mexicans; it takes a great amount of pride-swallowing to even be asking for help. And I knew top surgery was a long ways away, but it feels like with this bill of 6,300 dollars it's going to be so much longer, especially in the midst of everything else going on.

Any help would be greatly appreciated.

LINK.

gofundme does also take a cut of every donation if i remember correctly, so if you'd prefer to donate directly to me i do also have a venmo and a cashapp that you can send things to. gfm has an option to "add offline donations" so if sent through those, i'll add them to the gfm so every donation is accurate and current.

cashapp:

venmo:

Thank you so much for listening.

[captain-dville]

*So they were doing this.*

*There was no way around it: Jonny was terrified as he sat on the side of the wheel-out medical bed, watching @scientist-cognizi potter around getting set up. They'd done what they could to make the medical bay look less like a lab, though Jonny had been unhelpful in explaining why exactly - he'd thrown a bedsheet over the equipment they weren't using, and refused a medical gown in favour of just stripping down to his trousers.*

*He could hear the irregular tick - czztick - tick of his mechanical heart all too loudly in the quiet room. He squeezed @everybodys-favourite-gunner 's hand reflexively, hoping it wasn't too obvious how quiet he was being, or how his shoulders were trembling. Then he did the same to @drumbbot-brian's hand on his other side.*

*He saw Raphaella reach for a screwdriver, and tensed up - then he let his gaze flick over to Nastya where she was leaning against the wall, watching over everything, and felt his breathing steady just a little.*

[lylahammar]

read a book recently that asked the question of "what if we're living in a simulation" but the answer by the end of the book was "it wouldn't matter because life is good anyways" and that has fully implanted in my brain now I think about it whenever I see any kind of fearmongering simulation theory shit online and I think it's the best kind of stance to take on that

[jeanzoriley-cod]

(Open RP)

(Based on that one song I got sent. Specifically this lyric What will you share with them What will you say Paint your vision Lead the way)

Jeanz was in her room, her gaze focused on the giant canvas in front of her. It was nighttime, her tasks done for the day. She had an idea bouncing around her head all day and decided to paint her idea. She had put on some music, making sure to keep it at a decent volume. She didn't want to disturb either of her wall neighbors, seeing as she didn't exactly know who lived in either of the rooms.

Her hair was out of it's normal braid, pulled up into a messy bun ontop of her head, a paintbrush stuck through it, keeping it in place. She already had part of the canvas filled, having painted the background. The background had a big dark farmhouse with a dirt road leading away from it. On the other side of the farmhouse was an open field where animals had been painted. There were two wolves, three horses, a pure white German Shepherd, a red fox, and a deer with small antlers. Jeanz had also already painted her and Clara running through the field towards the dirt road on the other side of the canvas.

Jeanz was currently working on the other part of her canvas, focusing on getting the vehicles on the dirt road just right. There were four motorcycles and two cars. If someone looked close enough, they would look very familiar. In her concentration, Jeanz had her dog tags stuck in between her teeth. She had already changed out of her uniform into a black tank top and some loose pajama bottoms. Her cheeks had swiped of paint in different colors smudged across them, some even on her forehead, but it didn't matter to her in the moment, too focused on the big canvas in front of her. Her mind was racing of thinking where to place the other subjects that would be included in the painting.

[viperwhispered]

Too Hard

Woop part 2 of the trip inside Jamil's head. Part 1 here.

The next time Jamil caught sight of you on campus, his first instinct was to turn around on his heel.

What a stupid thought to have because of you.

Besides, that would only make him more conspicuous, not less.

So, when your eyes met his, Jamil gave you a short nod in greeting. He would’ve left it at that and kept on his way, had you not walked up to him.

“Hi Jamil! How’s it going?” you said with that impossibly disarming smile of yours.

Why was it so difficult to look at you like he normally would? You had no right to make him feel so stiff, so unnatural.

On autopilot, Jamil exchanged a few pleasantries with you - those lessons from his parents had been instilled too deep in him for him to falter too badly in a simple exchange such as this. Still, Jamil quickly excused himself by telling you he still had to find Kalim before his next class.

Jamil didn’t miss the way your smile faltered. Had you hoped to get something out of him?

“Oh, okay. I’ll see you two later, then.”

Something about that irked him, though Jamil did not allow himself to dwell on it further.

His heart really had no business still racing as it did when he walked away, unaware of the frown on his face.

Just act normal. That’s all he needed to do.

After all, he had no time for dwelling in silly fancies.

If Jamil had been acutely aware of you before, it only seemed to worsen now that he was making a conscious effort to not act any differently with you. In fact, the harder he tried to keep you out, the more you invaded his thoughts, unsettling him.

The most innocuous words from you looped in his mind, and even the simplest actions caught his eye. For goodness's sake, he’d found himself staring at you while you were queueing up in the cafeteria the other day, not even doing anything other than standing around and looking bored!

For once, Jamil found himself grateful for all his duties. At least they provided him with something else to occupy himself with.

After all, if he was busy enough, it was difficult to think about those bright eyes of yours, your sweet laugh, or the way you bit your lip while thinking.

Still, sometimes it felt like no matter which way he turned, you were there, ready to throw him off-kilter. Not like it was his fault that often the most convenient route to class intersected with your daily routines. Or that your face seemed to jump out from any crowd, catching his attention.

Which certainly did not help his basketball performance. Jamil certainly did not recall you having such an interest in sports before, yet suddenly you were always there, distracting him. What had changed?

Could you possibly-

Jamil scoffed to himself, forcing his thoughts back on track for the nth time that day.

He picked up the tray of food and started taking it to Kalim. After dinner, he’d need to help Kalim with his homework, there were some housewarden tasks that would need dealing with, not to mention the preparations for the next-

Jamil froze in his tracks.

The voice he heard was quiet, but it was unmistakably you.

Really, it should not have come as such a surprise to him. You had become a rather frequent visitor to Scarabia, and Kalim often invited you to stay for meals. In fact, Jamil had started planning the dorm’s meal prep with your tastes and dietary restrictions in mind, just in case.

Jamil rounded the corner with strange exhilaration, his heart fluttering needlessly.

Yet, his mood evaporated when he saw you.

Why did you stop talking and look so guilty as soon as you caught sight of Jamil?

Jamil knew that look you gave to Kalim, had used it himself a thousand times. The one telling Kalim to keep quiet about something.

What could there possibly be that you would be comfortable sharing with Kalim, but not with him? That would give Kalim reason to sit so close to you, a comforting hand on your shoulder?

Jamil's mind raced with possibilities, yet could not settle for any single explanation.

He’d have to ask Kalim about it later.

Jamil gave you a short, polite greeting, his eyes lingering on you in an attempt to read what you were hiding.

“If I’d known you were coming over, I would’ve prepared something for you to eat as well,” Jamil said, already thinking about which parts of the dorm’s dinner to spruce up for you.

“Oh, no need, just figured I’d pop by. I’ll get out of your hair soon enough,” you said, something sheepish about your expression.

As expected, Kalim asked you to stay and dine with them, and with just a bit more persuasion you agreed - though not before telling Jamil that he should join you too and have himself a breather.

And since Kalim agreed with you, Jamil soon found himself sharing a meal with you and Kalim. Yet, even as he sat down with the food, his mind raced.

Had you been getting particularly close to Kalim lately? But surely Jamil would’ve noticed such a thing. Maybe someone from the dorm had been giving you trouble? But if that was the case, then surely you could let Jamil know about it, too. Unless for some reason you did not want to? But if it was something that concerned Kalim, then sooner or later it was bound to concern Jamil, too.

All the while, Kalim was talking to you about this and that, the latest topic being the animals kept on the Asim estate.

“I’ve got some pictures, let me show you!” Kalim said with an excited grin.

Only, a thorough patting of his pockets and a look around confirmed that Kalim’s phone was nowhere to be seen.

Jamil pinched the bridge of his nose. Where had Kalim left it this time?

Before Jamil even had the chance to say that he would handle it, Kalim sprinted off. Jamil hesitated for a moment, automatically halfway up from his seat, before he decided that leaving a guest unattended would be a worse offense than not helping out his master.

Jamil slumped back down with a sigh, mentally tracing the path Kalim took today, trying to recall the last time he saw Kalim handle his phone.

“Breathe. He’ll manage,” you said. There was the faintest of smiles on your lips, and Jamil could not decide if it was knowing or amused. Perhaps both.

Somehow, despite his frustration, Jamil’s own lips wanted to curl up too.

“Hmm. Maybe he will.”

Sure, Jamil could’ve called Kalim’s phone, to make it easier to find, but it was not that urgent, was it?

Jamil took another bite of his food, keeping an eye on you from the corner of his eye.

How was his mind so empty and so buzzing at the same time?

“You know-”

“So-”

You looked at each other, both just as surprised that the other had spoken up at the same time.

Even your surprised look was so-

“You first,” Jamil said. The way you bit your lip... Jamil had to raise a cup to his lips, slowly sipping his drink.

“Just… Feels like it’s been quite a while since I’ve seen you be still, you know. Or exchanged more than two words with you,” you said. You were attempting a light, joking tone, yet it was quite clear there was more to it.

“You say that like it would be unusual for me to be busy.”

He was not prepared for the way your soft sigh tugged at his heartstrings.

“No. It is not.”

You were both quiet after, poking at your meals. Normally, Jamil would’ve cherished such a moment of peace, yet this particular silence between you two was decidedly awkward.

Where was your usual chatter? Why weren’t you looking at him like you usually did?

“If you’re worried about me, don’t. I’m fine,” Jamil said, some softness creeping into his tone despite his best intentions.

“That's what Kalim said too,” you said. Yet the way you looked at Jamil made it clear you were still skeptical.

Wait.

Had you clammed up earlier because it had been Jamil you had been talking about with Kalim? That Kalim had comforted you about?

The thought twisted his stomach into knots.

Eta: you can find part 3 here, part 4 here, and finally part 5 here. Hasdhfsdf the way I fought with that last scene I swear. I don't even want to know how many versions I went through, trying to figure out how to say what I wanted without rubbing it into your face or making it too veiled. The joys of trying to convey things through a limited pov. Hopefully it came out reasonably balanced in the end. Rip to all those sentences that were lovely on their own but didn’t work for the whole. Hopefully I can rehome y’all one day. I do have thoughts for part 3 and part x (might be some chapters between those two as well, who knows at this point), so maybe we'll see those at some point, too. Tag list: @colliope @crystallizsch @diodellet @jamilsimpno69 @jamilvapologist @twstgo If you'd like to be tagged for future works, let me know! (Just be aware that sometimes I do also write nsfw, though you can certainly ask to be tagged only for particular kinds of works.)

[completeoveranalysis]

Wait a minute. Doing the math, if we assume that Lava Lamp and not Sakura living through their counterparts counts as lived years, doesn't Kurogane end up being either the youngest or second youngest of the group? After Lava Lamp, that is. And everyone probably kind of assumes he's the oldest at the start. That's a whole other twist by CLAMP there

That's right! At the start he's (secretly) the second oldest, with Fai's age being set mysteriously high. So like, a distant second, but still second! Sakura and Syaoran's "ages" are around 14, even though they had only really "existed" around 7 years at that point.

And by the the end, Syaoran and Sakura have lived out an extra couple of decades in their new AU universe, on top of however long the Tsubasa storyline we've followed was. Not!Sakura also experienced that entire thing PLUS the initial 7 years that Sakura and Syaoran missed out on, so she's technically 7 years older than then both in pure lived experience - though, functionally, their "ages" would be the same.

And even though Lava Lamp is at least 21 (14 + 7 years in the Lava Lamp) by the time he shows up in Acid Tokyo, he's still most likely younger than Kurogane. ALTHOUGH. With the CLAMP art style that's a little up in the air - Touya and Yukito look like adults even when they're in high school, so you could make the argument that Kurogane is just a very intimidating 20 year old.

Personally I think he'd be mid to late twenties at least (and so older than Lava Lamp, like you said) but it's a little open to interpretation (as far as I know).

[teaandcheckmates]

Between Earl grey and Lady grey, which do you prefer?

Also have you ever had a London fog (Earl grey tea with steamed milk and vanilla in it)?

Between Earl Grey and Lady Grey?

That’s like asking me to choose between dignity and flirtation.

Earl Grey is decisive, refined, and slightly intimidating. A bit like my grandfather.

Lady Grey, meanwhile, is lighter, more citrusy—she enters a room and everyone immediately feels like they should sit up straighter.

So, if I’m feeling stern and philosophical: Earl Grey.

If I’m feeling whimsical and perhaps about to write bad poetry on a windowsill: Lady Grey.

As for a London Fog—

I... tried one. Once. In secret. In the servants’ pantry, hunched over like a criminal.

I was attempting to be modern. Cosmopolitan. A gentleman of the world.

And then I spilled half of it into a drawer of linen napkins and panicked so hard I accidentally drank the rest in one gulp and got vanilla foam on my jabot.

Still, it was lovely. Would recommend. 8/10. Would not recommend doing it while crouched behind the preserves shelf.

Yours in tea and mild disgrace, — Percy

[orengejoshi]

Are we going to see demenica and 505 soon

highly unlikely, I don't care for anything other than Flug. Black Hat a little bit too.

Miss Heed perhaps? but I don't see enough in any other characters yet.

Masterpost for request status on Flug-unrelated things

I feel like atp I barely care for the canon cartoon at all, I just have a very strong fixation on Flug. I should really mention that. I have given up trying to stay in-character and basically use him like my OC. I would LIKE to move on and not be in fandom spaces anymore but sadly my autism does not let me. my brain just refuses; kicking and screaming; to be interested in a single other thing on earth than Flug since nearly 8 years.

it's insanity.

I have no NOTP or disliked dynamic, I will consume anything. paperlizard is cute. but it's a combination of me not being interested enough and others also not being interested enough so I feel it is not worth it to make this content rn. the fandom is ultra turbo dead.

I don't want massive attention -godspeed I don't- but an artist that doesn't get any response is a demotivated one. I know no one who is interested (enough) in these characters.

I would never make fanart of those characters alone¹, I couldn't get my unmedicated ADHD to focus on smth my heart doesn't 110% want to do from pure passion. I take no commissions, I don't draw for money.

you can basically expect to see one and the same thing for a decade straight from me

if I draw them in the future it will be heavily Flug-focused. HEAVILY.

(¹one exception is if a close friend of mine suddenly wants to see one of them)

so that's basically all you need to know! I don't consider myself a member of this fandom anymore since months

[r3dblccd]

Chat, how many benefits of the doubt do I give someone that keeps kind of ghosting me

[venacoeurva]

I don't think it needs to be said but just in case it does for anyone super new on here, now's a terrible time to ask about buying commissions in peoples' replies unless they actually recognize you because bots are spamming image posts like crazy with either very strange poor English (not an automatic red flag but it seems like real people who don't speak English well tend to do a lot better than the bots and word things better) or excessive ChatGPT-esque compliments where there's often an excess of emojis are used in a quirky corporate or facebook boomer-esque way and they aren't all the blank accounts now. Still a lot of random jumble of 3 or 4 words usernames, though.

[transformativeworks]

Hi there! Just wanted to let you know that the Discord link in your International Fanworks Day 2025 post just links back to the same post. Excited to join later today though! :)

Hi arobear!

That is because the discord doesn't open until 21:00UTC today, which is about 4 hours from now!

~ Mod Remi

[demigoddess-anastasia-fn]

*Anastasia was sitting in the Supernova Academy cafeteria, a LARGE casserole dish full of Bouyiourdi, and a freezer bag of pita near her. She had herself a small bowl she grabbed from the cafeteria lines and a spoon, sitting with her overabundance of food and quietly enjoying it.*

*Her mom was a wonderful cook, but she'd made so much.. Anastasia wasn't sure how she'd finish it, but she was certainly giving it the collage try.*

[majimaisms]

hi once again to make it loud and clear i am a transfem majima truther we do majima gender on this blog and no i will not stop talking about it even though its maybe 5% of what i post about and frankly i should be talking wayyyy more about it so if that bothers you for some reason and youre not willing to examine Why please take ur things and leave. goodbye

[johnslittlespoon]

askbox question because i've never thrown like, a 'request/idea' offering sorta post out there:

what do you want to see in tough and sweet? like, specific dates you'd like to see the boys go on, certain tropes covered, different kinks/nsfw scenes, scenarios and convos tackled, idk literally anything!

i'm curious because i used to brainrot about it lots here before i started actually writing it but then i stopped so i wouldn't spoil things, and while i'm ofc writing what i love and want to write, it's fun to know what readers wanna read, and to try to incorporate those things where i can. :-) but also my list of scenes to include is So Long i feel like so many ideas will already be in my drafting doc LOL <3

i have the whole fic plotted out, but lots of room for little things in between the bigger plot points, so! no promises obvi, but i'd love to hear your thoughts. the main one i get asked for in comments/asks is about writing a gale pov oneshot, which i'm most definitely doing– sooner than you think. >:) lmkkk, anon is fine!! if i don't reply, i promise i read it, i just have 100+ asks rn and too much to do irl but i appreciate each one soso much :'))