#I just really find this concept funny please tell me I’m not the only one

[cantbe-thecaptain]

Hear me out on this: Lovejoy on Celebrity Family Feud

[aphroditeinthesea]

will solace x chaotic daughter of dionysus reader where he's the responsible one thats like "don't do that. you'll die" and reader's like "yeah whatever" ?

" long story short i survived "

will solace x reader ☀️

three times when y/n was crazy and three times when will loved her anyway

tw none

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“Funny meeting you here,” was all Will heard as he walked past a room in the infirmary. He stopped in his tracks and peered into the room. There, lying on a bed, was his girlfriend.

“Y/N,” he spoke as he entered the room, “what happened?” Concern filled his voice, but at the same time, he couldn't be too worried. After all, her winding up in the infirmary was a common occurrence.

“Silly story actually, you're gonna laugh,” she prefaced, “so, you know how there’s like archery practice?”

He nodded along, “I pretty much know the concept.”

“Good, that's good,” she continued, “so there was this really crazy looking bug like you should've seen it, and then-”

“Please don't say what I think you're about to say.”

She aggressively nodded, “if you think I’m about to say that I accidentally walked into the middle of an archery practice and got shot in the foot, then I’ll just say quiet.”

“Y/N,” he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, “can you go one day without almost dying?”

“Is that rhetorical? Because I don't appreciate that, Will Solace.”

He laughed, he leaned closer to her and pressed a kiss to her forehead, “I’d just like to not be worried about you 25/8.”

“Twenty-five eight, really?”

“Will!” Someone yelled from the hall.

“Coming!” He called back before turning back to the girl, “I love you, don't die,” he quickly kissed her before rushing out of the room.

It was late at night, not even two days later, that y/n ran into cabin seven, slamming the door behind her. Several of Apollo’s children gave her strange looks, except for Will, who only looked confused.

“Y/N?”

She smiled, making her way over to him, “Willy!”

“Willy?” He questioned with a laugh.

She sat on his freshly made bed, “I need to stay in your cabin tonight.”

“As fun as getting in trouble for you sounds,” he began, sitting beside her, “can you at least tell me why?”

“Funny story-”

“Is it actually though?”

She bit her lip and looked away, “for spectators, not victims,” she answered, “basically, Annabeth let me borrow this book and I forgot about it and then I accidentally spilled orange juice all over it, so I left iron the doorstep of the Athena cabin and I’m gonna wait until she notices, where then she will ultimately try to kill me dead.”

“Rather than kill you alive?” One of his siblings interjected.

“Kill you alive blah blah,” y/n muttered in a mocking voice.

Will chuckled, placing a comforting hand on her back, “you can stay. Only because I’m also scared of Annabeth.”

She pressed a kiss to his lips, "you're the best.”

Another day, during Capture the Flag, y/n had decided to climb a tree, being too tired to actually participate in the game. However, she hadn't actually put into consideration how she was going to get down.

“Y/N?” she heard the all too familiar voice from the ground.

She looked down to find Will standing with his sister, Kayla. “Hey, sweetheart. Hi, Kayla,” she waved down.

“What are you doing?” Kayla called up.

“It’s a funny story actually-”

“I really don’t think it’s gonna be,” Will mentioned.

Y/N huffed, “I’m about to come down, one second,” she stood on the branch, about to jump down.

“Y/N, Baby,” He yelled, “as a doctor, I can tell you the chances of you not breaking a bone are close to none.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve done this before.”

“That actually makes it worse, y/n.”

She prepared herself to jump down despite the yell of the two children of Apollo and several other campers who had come over to watch the spectacle. She took a deep breath and leaped off of the branch.

You could think that this was one of those things where she jumped and landed in Will’s arms and like rode into the sunset or whatever. It kinda was like that actually, except might have landed on Will’s arm instead. The left one specifically.

“I guess you could say you fell for me,” she giggled, beginning to stand up. She grabbed his hand to help him up too.

“I’m actually surprised we’re both still alive.”

“I told you it would be fine, you worry too much, love.”

[goldenhypen]

"Idk if your requests are open but if they are could you write where Jay’s s/o watched the new concept trailer & they’re jealous of that girl😭like even tho they’re dating cuz who is this girl that’s against your chest & putting her lips on his neck" sunghoon ver.?

lollll this is so funny to me. when the trailer came out i told everyone that if they write or find fics inspired by the trailer to tell me about them so i could read them (and not write them myself 😭) but here i am,, writing them myself 😭 how did this even happen? idek 😭 but this idea do be giving me butterflies frfr

a disbelieving scoff filled the room as it brushed past your lips.

“what is she doing to you?!” you cried. “what are you doing to her?!”

sunghoon smirked, with his tongue poking his cheek.

he had put enhypen’s new comeback trailer on the tv displayed in front of you two, showing off to you what he and his group had been working on. but you were not having it.

sunghoon started, “i think i kinda like this look on you.”

“what look?”

“you’re jealous,” he drew out. such a tease.

“i’m not jealous! you should just know that a golden rule for boyfriend duty is to not do obvious things like treat other girls—who are not your girlfriend!—in a romantic manner!” you argued back.

“and how exactly did i break this said rule?” he questioned, perking a brow.

“uhm?! let me see,” you got your counting fingers ready. “protecting her, making her laugh, making her cry tears of joy, fighting for her, hugging her… the list goes on, hoon! you even hurt your members for her!”

“it was only acting, y/n. it’s different.”

“ah—no. no, no, no,” you said. “you don’t get to use that as an excuse! what about my feelings?” you looked down with sad eyes as you let out your last words under your breath, really only for you to hear, “you’re mine.”

“what was that? i didn’t catch that,” sunghoon said with an evident smirk plastered on his face. well, according to that look, he most definitely did hear you. he just wanted to hear it again.

“you’re mine,” you let out out weakly.

“of course you are,” he said, smiling as he reached out and pulled you into his chest. “and that’s exactly why you are and always will be the only one who i will allow myself to love like i love you.”

“and how exactly so?” you asked playfully, peaking up at him. “show me.”

he smiled before pulling you up with his hands cupping your jaw, bringing you closer until his soft lips connected with yours.

he kissed you, and continued doing so until either of your breaths were stolen away, and you pulled back, meeting his eyes, panting, only to find he was already looking into yours.

“convinced now?”

after that kiss? yes, it was a very good reminder. but you wanted more.

you shook your head.

“well then, let me see what i can do about that,” he said with a smirk before pulling you over his lap, pressing his lips against yours passionately for another many more.

a/n. y’all requests are closed 😭 this was fun, but no more please 😭

[hunieday]

Momo - Idol Star Prince Stage Rabbit Chat

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access it, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Yuki: Momo, I’m coming over with Okarin right now.

Yuki: I think we'll be there in about 10 minutes.

Yuki: Momo?

Yuki:

Yuki:

Momo: 

Momo: Roger that~~!!

Momo: Sorry for replying late 😭 I was taking a nap!

Yuki: I got scared.

Yuki: You always contact me first, so

Yuki: Were you up late last night?

Momo: Yeah 🥺

I had the morning off today, so I went for drinks with Mitsuki and got carried away 😆🍻

Momo: Sorry for worrying you ( ;∀;)

Yuki: If it's Mitsuki-kun, it's fine.

Yuki: As long as it’s not a suspicious person who came from who-knows-where to lure you away from me

Momo: Eek! Yuki...! Your handsome levels are so high that I’m fully alert and awake now 🤩💫

Yuki: Sometimes I could be the one who wakes you up. Not bad.

Momo: Then can Momo-chan pretend to be asleep tomorrow morning so you’d wake me up with your super handsome move? 🫶✨

Yuki: Hmm?

Yuki: Your text is too small for some reason. I can’t read it.

Momo: You’re hitting it aren’t you lololololol

Momo: How about we wake up early together once in a while ~(*´艸｀)

Yuki: 

Momo: Ah! ! You're distracting me with a sticker!

Momo: I’ll have pull all the tricks i have under my sleeves to wake you up 😤

Yuki: I was really surprised when I got shoved into the car in my futon.

Momo: That’s the day I couldn’t come and wake you up right? because I had to go to another job. Okarin took drastic measures lolololol

Yuki: Isn’t Okarin too strong?

Momo: I heard that Maneko-chan was teaching him some good muscle training methods 😤

Yuki: You’re telling me that the cute Okarin is buff under those clothes? i hate it

Momo: It's funny when you imagine it so stop it lolol

Momo: Oh right!!! That day Okarin and I bombarded you with a demonic amount of rabbichats, but you didn’t wake up at all. And even after Okarin came and woke you up, you ignored my messages completely!

Momo: Just as you were worried about me because I responded late just now, at that time I was worried too !!!!

Yuki: Is that so?

Momo: Yes!! Go reread the rabbichat!!

Yuki: I don't remember when it happened so I can't find it

Momo: Try searching for "bird-brain" 💥

Yuki: Bird-brain

Yuki: It's true, you got angry

Yuki: I probably answered you out loud

Momo: But I couldn’t hear you obviously ?! ヾ(oﾟДﾟo)ﾉ

Momo: I got angry because Okarin sent me a report about your maintenance being over, but you yourself didn't inform me about it!

Yuki: What even is the end of maintenance?

Momo: A report from Okarin saying that Yuki has started service again (see: he’s awake) 😤

Momo: I can stay calm until the regular maintenance is over, but an unexpected emergency maintenance is troublesome cuz I don’t anticipate it 😤😤

Yuki: Somehow that sounds tough

Momo: A formidable enemy even😤‼️

Momo: By the way, hear me out…

Momo: Even my bedhead is too much of a formidable enemy today!!

Yuki: That’s hilarious

Momo: It looks like a japanese top knot 😆

Yuki: We’ll be there in about five minutes.

Momo: yikes~ lololol this is the kind of hair that would break even a makeup artist's spirit lolol

Yuki: Well then, today I'll wear my hair in a japanese top knot so we’d be matching.

Momo: Huhhh !? We’re not filming a variety show today, we have the Idol Star pamphlet shoot?!

Yuki: If we match, you wouldn’t feel lonely, right?

Momo: 

Momo: Yuki, so handsome,,,😭 Coming up with the concept of a japanese top knot prince out of nowhere😭

Yuki: I just proposed the idea to Okarin and he immediately rejected it.

Yuki: Are you changing Idol Star’s concept into one of a lord?, he said.

Yuki: Aren't lords and princes the same thing?

Momo: You’re right lololol

Momo: But I think Yuki can become a handsome prince even with a japanese top knot! ! (*'ω'*)

Yuki: Really? You were angry at me earlier, did you calm down?

Momo: What?! You were actually worried about that?! I’m not mad at all !!!!!

Momo: Even if you’re a sleepyhead, even if you reply out loud to a rabbit chat, Yuki really is a super handsome super darling prince ‼️😭🫶

Yuki: The super handsome super darling prince will soon arrive at your house, Okarin is parking the car.

Momo: Yay‼️

Momo: I'll roll out the red carpet and wait (*ﾉωﾉ)

Momo: 

[tocomplainfriend]

Responding to your post about fiction affecting reality: very well-written post and that’s something I agree with wholeheartedly!

Full disclosure: I am a Vivz supporter and don’t really interact with the critique community because of negative past experience (hence the anon), but I really liked your post as it was well-researched and brought up a lot of points that I did agree on. Mostly that, as you evidenced, “it’s just fiction” isn’t a great argument for poorly portraying a serious concept when there can be tangible consequences for that portrayal. And you gave some really striking examples.

In terms of Hazbin, it is not that I believe that Val’s portrayal as an abuser (and consequently Angel’s as a victim) lacks any impact, but instead that it adds a positive one. This isn’t something I’ve researched so the evidence I have of this is personal experience, but as you said in your post that media can affect real life I felt inspired to add to that conversation with how it personally affected me.

So I was aware rationally that a common result of abuse/SA is hypersexuality, like I’d seen that on psychology blogs and such but never really understood it. I’m ashamed to say I thought it was a little weird and very rare. Hazbin was what finally challenged that notion with me. Being able to see how abuse looks and attribute those events to Angel’s actions step-by-step made something click in my head. I even remember that shortly after seeing that episode, I apologized to one of my friends (a survivor themselves) over some judgmental comments I’d recently made over hypersexuality. Said friend also watched Hazbin with me and it’s the reason they talk more openly to me now and we’re a lot closer. Val’s “stupid” behavior in the show and mentioned in Vivz’s comments did not lessen the impact that episode had on me, or make it unbelievable to me that Val could be manipulative. If anything I understand more now that abusers don’t always appear as psychopathic masterminds. And I know my friend finds comments like the Mean Girls one funny and they tell me it’s empowering to make fun of Val’s incompetence.

That’s not the only positive influence Hazbin’s had on me, but the most relevant to your post, I believe. It’s the reason I’m often a skeptic on most criticisms, because my lived experience tends to go against them. You said the negative impact of Val was that people are drawing fetish art of him, but the only time I ever see that art is within critic’s posts. It never shows up in my regular feed, so it looks to me like he’s equally as fetishized as every other character; the unfortunate inevitability of the internet. I can’t say I’ve seen anyone post about stories like mine about learning to understand survivors, but I have heard positive stories from survivors themselves in person and online which lead me to believe that the positive impact outweighs the negative.

Fiction has real impact, very true. But consider that might be a good thing in this case.

Thanks for being respectful!

TW: Rape, SA

I'm a victim of SA myself and that's why I wrote all of this post. If you got something positive out of this piece of media, that's great. Same with victims that saw potion and were okay with it- that valid as much as the people that didn't like it at all. I recommend watching many others shows yourself (or movies, books, whatever) will help you out with sorts of topics in bigger ways. I understand you feel like you got something good out if (and I'm glad) but I do need to say, this is minimal in comparison to other media you could consume regarding the topic!

I personally suffer with Hypersexuality, and the treatment in the show (and merch and otherwise) I found completely wrong. Even if you got to a good understatement of the topic, please put research into it (also outside Tumblr for that matter! There are better places to find stuff about!). Thank you also for admitting your faults over your treatment of hypersexuality and apologizing for it. Many people will never let themselves grasp this concept, so thank you.

If you took Valentino's comparison to Mean Girls or Powerpuff Girl as a way of making fun of him, that's you. I found it, personally, terrible. Specially cause many comments regarding that (that I put on the post) were people actively disregarding the topic at hand. Saying that Valentino is just a karen, or He is Bubbles coded, feels so out of the realm of everything (the last one didn't feel like making fun of him). I don't like the comparison of an active sexual predator to a mean high school girl or a kinder garden girl that's regarded as bubblely or dumb. Feel like you should reach into his actions over It feels diminishing to me and other people (who also complained about this themselves).

People should be extremely careful of what they portray about this topic in media. Other stuff written in Hazbin or Helluva Boss regarding R-pe jokes also is extremely disgusting to me. Never forget that if you think this portrayal is ok, one episode apart it's a gang r-pe jokes towards Sir Pen... and an r-pe joke towards Moxxie in Spring Brakers. Which I find extremely disrespectful to do and adds to r-pe culture as much as any other r-pe jokes (general or towards men) in media. Especially when they want to portray it in a serious way with Angel, where was that energy then? (Don't say Viv didn't write that, she liked a tweet about the Sir pen joke, and the spring braker is written by Viv and Brandon.)

Also, about manipulation:

The tweet right below says that "He isn't manipulating them" because he is too stupid to do so. Responding "The Vees are just meangirls" it's crazy to me.

About "You said the negative impact of Val was that people are drawing fetish art of him, but the only time I ever see that art is within critic’s posts. It never shows up in my regular feed"

Val has being fetishized by the crew itself! The person (who is not an SA/r-pe victim said by themselves, who has being open of shipping ValxAngel and being into r-pe porn) is the one that produce the whole poison part of the episode (also based on his previously non canon ValxAngel comic). You could also go throught the people Viv's responds and likes and it's mutuals with, and they also do the same thing as this crew-member (Raph). Congrats that it doesn't appear in your timeline, tho. If this art appears in a critic post, it is because it's being criticized or brought up to make a point.

[It's not on my blog yet, but I don't like receiving double ask in the inbox, specially of anons! Sorry. I don't know if it's the same person or not, and I don't want to end up receiving 5 asks in my inbox again.]

[imagionationstation]

Gender swap Donnie is my everything, I love it so much and AHHHDJDBSISBBKSOA

Actively feral as we speak, when reading the stuff about Dona I couldn’t help but think she would sound like Princess Bubblegum (cause you know two genius scientists who are little insane)

I am also wondering how she be like when dealing with Don Visio so and you know trying to kill him at one point. Also how protective are her brothers when it comes to love interests? Like I know you said Casey maybe a love interest but what about other mutants or even aliens flirting with her? How would they react to that? And with the Halloween special, what would Dona’s experience be with being turned into a vampire? Cause in the original Dracula book when it focused on turning women into vampires it was a little … um not good for the gal. So how would she be turned if that changes? Also how would the 1987 turtle crossover react to Dona?

Sorry if this is a lot I just have so many questions and just want to know what you think about this. I really like this au and want to read more about it and your thoughts.

Please don’t feel pressured to answer this and take your time I literally just found your blog and am re-re-re-re-reading as I am writing this. I love this idea and concept so much.

Also can I make art of Dona AU pls?

I am going insane as we speak.

(Not serious (take your time and take care of yourself))

(I always find it funny when people are like: Yk that movie/character/book series- and I’m just no?? Who told you that I did?? Never seen that before in my life.)

ANYWAY, I TOOK YOUR RECOMMENDATION VERY SERIOUSLY.

I WATCHED ME MANY A YOUTUBE CLIP!

And you must be hearing something I don’t because I don’t hear Donnie in Princess Bubblegum. She’s too soft spoken. And I don’t know if she could pull off the Donnie-isms from canon. No, no, if I needed to choose a voice for her- hmmm.

Entrapta from She-Ra would be my first pick, I think. Definitely.

I am also wondering how she be like when dealing with Don Visio so and you know trying to kill him at one point.

Exactly the same! Everything that happens with her in canon when facing him does not change in the slightest. The only difference would be that her brothers would be extremely ticked off in the episode Mutant Gangland. Even so, Leo would still be the voice of reason when talking her down in Heart of Evil.

Also how protective are her brothers when it comes to love interests? Like I know you said Casey maybe a love interest but what about other mutants or even aliens flirting with her? How would they react to that?

If someone begins flirting with Donnie, I think they’d only be protective if Donnie shows discomfort with the situation. I think this would happen a few times, but often, Donnie is completely oblivious and her brothers love watching people struggle. Of course, flirty is one thing. Making active moves on her is another.

Six feet apart, hands to yourself, thank you very much.

Now, if Donnie has a love interest, they’ll let it play out naturally. It’s her relationship and they wouldn’t want her interfering with theirs. They sus out the interest and then they leave it to her because they trust her to handle herself and know that if she ever does have any issues… She’s tell them. They’ll know.

I think if there’s a place for a relationship with Casey to start, it would be during the farmhouse arc. Before that, there was still a fair amount of bickering between them because she was having jelly feelings about April’s friendship with him and Irma.

April didn’t come down to the lair when she was hanging out with them and doing all kinds of human activities that Donnie couldn’t do. Once again, Donnie felt different. Not because she was a girl, but because she was a mutant. And they couldn’t hang out one-on-one when she starts dragging Casey down with her. At least Irma seemed friendly and smart! Casey Jones was so… Brash. Rude. Arrogant.

As she whined in the show, “Now we have TWO RAPHAELS!”

Eventually, though, she realizes that, just like Raph, he can be crude, but he’s also kinda a sweetheart deep down.

And with the Halloween special, what would Dona’s experience be with being turned into a vampire? Cause in the original Dracula book when it focused on turning women into vampires it was a little … um not good for the gal. So how would she be turned if that changes?

Um. Huh? I don’t… I guess I don’t know what that entailed?

Are you asking if the scene would be more sexual? Or if this grown man would be preying on a teenager? Ew, actually, wow, I don’t like that. REVERSE THOUGHT PROCESS REVERT REVERT

I think there’s too much happening to insert anything anyway.

There would probably be an inappropriate innuendo or two from Mikey about “vampires going after females” since he already makes iffy comments in the canon show. Why not more cringe?

I really don’t know if there’s anything I would change except for that part when April hypnotizes him. I’d make that more “friendship” and less “romance” (if you know what I mean). Otherwise, the episodes should stay the same as in canon.

Donnie simply gets bitten by April and turns into a vampire after helping her brothers and Renet reach a safe room. She tries to attack them but they manage to escape. They tussle later.

Also how would the 1987 turtle crossover react to Dona?

I think any crossovers would have the four brother iterations giving her a double-take. And the 1987 especially have never met a female of any of the brothers so they’d probably make a comment or two.

Heck, in the episode Trans-Dimensional Turtles, since there are no introductions, and they mainly use names versus pronouns through most of the episode, I think that the 1987 would just run off the assumption that she’s male. She doesn’t usually dress or act any differently from her brothers so there aren’t a lot of huge pointers that she’s of another sexuality.

And assuming the timelines they’ve seen and the timeline that they come from, it’s a reasonable assumption.

I think the reveal would probably be during the final episodes during the kitchen scene. It would likely be before they discuss Icecream Kitty and Chompy and 1987Donatello remarks, “Wow, our parallel works really are different.”

One of the brothers casually uses “she” while talking about her and 1987Raphael immediately interrupts with a baffled, “Wait, is your Donnie a girl?” In a tone that triggers Donnie’s sass “So what if I am!?” and, of course, 1987Raphael fires back some snide comment at the attack, and it takes all of her brothers intervening to calm her down and helping to explain in order to defuse the situation.

I don’t think I know them well enough to judge how they’d respond after the fact. I just assume the show continues as normal 🤔

Please don’t feel pressured to answer this and take your time I literally just found your blog and am re-re-re-re-reading as I am writing this. I love this idea and concept so much. Also can I make art of Dona AU pls?

I LOVE to hear that other people are going feral over her! Never apologize for your curiosity and never hesitate to ask!! I will answer all the questions I can when fate allows the time!

Absolutely, you can! Make all the fanart you want!

All I ask is that you tag me so I can see her! 💜

[archivalofsins]

This is going to be out of the blue to just post but I want to say something on it without going into too much detail.

(TW: Suicide, Suicide ideation)

Most people don't care about suicide or suicide ideation. Like legitimately they don't care. It has become such a common point of conflict in fiction that the best one will get in real life is a "I'm sorry you feel that way" or someone claiming that the person saying it is lying, faking, just being dramatic.

At worse a person will tell someone else to do it as an attempt to call them on their bluff.

These are all literal responses I have received to this issue not hyperbole by the way. So, it was funny to me when people took Haruka's threat made at himself in order to leverage the affection people felt towards him for personal gain seriously. Because it continues to highlight the fact that the only time people can take suicide seriously is when the topic is being discussed in a work of fiction.

Yet, in real life people are more than willing to ignore and dismiss issues pertaining to it. Another example I had someone literally tell me that they wouldn't really be concerned unless I wrote a suicide note because unless it gets that far it's not that serious it's just talk. That's how common it is for people to just use suicide ideation and the concept of it as a threat with no intention of following through. It's to the point that people will just go,

"Oh you're depressed well I'll worry like the second before you're going to do something about it."

This is what makes Haruka's threat difficult and aggravating for me to discuss personally as well. Because to me it's clear that he doesn't have the desire to do what he said he would. Plus, people can find it in their hearts to give this sort of attention and worry to a fictional character but if you call a suicide prevention hotline in the US they can just hang up on you. They did this to my friend like three times. That's how dismissed this is. Someone will tell me,

"Call the suicide prevention hotline."

Then I'll have to go no I don't think I want to be degraded and blamed for my circumstances over the phone then hung up on. I'd rather literally do anything else. I could go buy a cake and that would be more beneficial to my mental health than doing what was just suggested.

The contrast between how people treat the idea of suicide in fiction versus those struggling with suicide ideation in reality is really disgusting actually.

It bothers me a great deal. Because it's been used as a plot point in fiction to the extent that no one knows how to handle it in real life. The concept has been so fictionalized that it's become this outlandish situation. So much so that well meaning people think oh that sort of thing only happens in stories, we all talk about it from time to time but no one is serious. Because,

"I'm never serious when I say that. So, this person can't be either."

This leads to people who do struggle with this genuinely to more likely be treated like liars or as though they're just being dramatic. So, that threat and how it was received really annoyed me on a personal level.

Yet no one really talks about how that aspect of the story was done and illustrated. I haven't really seen anyone saying Milgram kind of treats this topic as a way to raise the stakes for shock value instead with the seriousness it deserves. Honestly it's a really human response overall and I'm not trying to say it was bad of the team to add and explore the concept.

However, the lack of questioning at its inclusion to me does serve to highlight a reoccurring bias when it comes to heavy topics in fiction in contrast to how those same issues are regarded in reality.

In the real world when conversations around suicide arise- Do people keep the same energy they're willing to extend to a fictional life? Do they show the same concern and consideration to the people they claim to love? Or do they dismiss it, do they get offended, do they disbelieve it and shut down, or just run away?

Based on my experiences I would say that most people don't handle the topic with the same severity when presented with it in their own lives. This is something Yamanaka touches on in Caligula Effect Overdose with Shogo's story. A guy who literally could have done anything but decided to do nothing while a person close to him made it abundantly clear that they were going to commit suicide. Even going to the point of asking Shogo to do it with them.

Giving him the time and place they'd do it at.

Then instead of telling someone or going to stop them. He just does nothing actually doesn't do a damn thing. He just runs home really and prays they don't do it I guess. Hopes this is just them being dramatic again. It wasn't just them being dramatic again and he regrets not doing anything deeply. So it's not as though Yamanaka is unaware of how people tend to respond to suicide ideation with dismissiveness and denial.

Or how people respond to wrongs in general with dismissiveness and denial. Even when there is something they can do about it by just speaking up. That's shown again with the guard in the first Milgram novel. The entire first novel highlights how complacent the every day person is with being a bystander. How okay people are with others getting hurt as long as they can say they didn't do anything themselves.

As long as their hands are still clean.

He then highlights this again with Mu who states in her second voice drama that she never did any of the bullying herself. Even going as far as to have Es go,

"Yeah you just had others do it for you."

Again what makes you less culpable- Does it matter if you didn't do it with your own hands if you wanted it to happen and instigated it?

Then the fanbase itself is really hypocritical about suicide as a whole. Saying that what Mahiru did was less bad than everyone else simply because her victim might have killed themselves- Then turning around and going we have to vote Mu Innocent so Haruka doesn't kill himself. Like what the actual fuck why does that matter? Especially when half of the people here are debating that if the prisoner's victims killed themselves that makes them less responsible overall and not murderers.

Yet as soon as the same logic is used for a character one likes suddenly if Haruka dies those who voted Mu guilty are to blame. Nobody forced him to make that threat. That's a choice he made. If he doesn't want to commit to it he's within his right not to. Also that would mean everyone here who was given the convenient excuse of not directly killing their victim because instead their victims committed suicide are also still responsible for that. Regardless of whether they directly got their hands dirty or not.

Because pushing someone to the point where they think killing themselves is the only solution will always be a bad thing. Especially when some make it clear in their videos that it was their intent to do this.

Like Mu with the fucking board,

Hanging or stabbed?? Which will it be~

Since people don't really seem to take suicide that seriously or even consider that vulnerable individuals can be manipulated into taking their own lives at all- It's unsurprising to see it being treated as smaller than what other prisoners have done.

Luckily in this case legally some parts of the US (law on this varies on a state level) have deemed causing someone or encouraging them to commit suicide comparable to murder.

Then there's this entire well known case in the states which is summarized beneath if you don't want to watch the video,

"In addition to these laws, in a high-profile Massachusetts case involving encouraging suicide through text messages, a teen girl was found guilty of involuntary manslaughter as a youthful offender in connection with her boyfriend’s suicide. As summarized in the state court decision upholding her conviction, in a series of text messages with her boyfriend, “the defendant encouraged the victim to kill himself, instructed him as to when and how he should kill himself, assuaged his concerns over killing himself, and chastised him when he delayed doing so.” She was found guilty under the legal theory that her actions amounted to “wanton or reckless conduct” which caused the victim’s death (Commonwealth v. Carter, 474 Mass. 624 (2016)). She later sought review in the U.S. Supreme Court, alleging that her conviction violated her First Amendment rights, but the Court declined to hear her appeal (U.S. Supreme Court orders, January 13, 2020, page 4). Earlier this year, she was released from prison, having served part of her 15-month sentence and earning time off her sentence for good behavior."

I'm inclined to agree with the decision some states have made to consider doing things like this a crime comparable to man slaughter and first degree murder. I had to watch that case unfold and hear the texts about it. It was used as a reason to more heavily monitor texts of children and crack down on communicating online which wasn't a concern of mine because I barely used the internet socially. Yet, still this case could not be escaped. Everyone was discussing it for one reason or another.

However, in most cases the person doing this can be proven to have the active intent to end someone else's life albeit in a very indirect way.

Also asking, "Are you still alive?" doesn't look that good when you have this context. As it can come off as hurry up, when are you going to do it- Instead of a question of genuine concern.

Just throwing that out there-

23/06/22 (Haruka’s Birthday)

Mu: Haruka-kun, I brought your food. Are you still alive? Has any mould started growing?

Haruka: ……ah, thank you very much. Mu-san. Sorry, um…… I……

Mu: You shouldn’t just lock yourself in your room all day. You have to eat your food properly. Hm, well…… I do understand why you’re feeling down. It feels bad. The atmosphere recently

Haruka: Um, I’m totally fine…… Just a bit, I’m thinking, about how to do it. What to do, what to do, to…… fulfil my promise. For Mu-san’s sake……

Then given the fact Haruka responds to her questions with first apologizing and then stating he's still trying to figure out how to do it. Does not make this come off any better than it already did.

Also in the US threatening suicide or harm to oneself in order to obtain something such as in,

"If you don't x then I'm going to commit suicide."

Is a well known form of manipulation and emotional abuse predominantly exploited in domestic violence situations. How are some people not understanding something that South Park was able to display. I guess that's just how little people care about this topic outside of personal entertainment reasons.

That's all I can guess at this point given my experiences. But yeah this one has been bothering me for a good while actually. For obvious reasons. It's just so dismissive of a real problem and Mu blatantly admits she is the type to downplay this serious issue in both her first and second song,

"Just one more time before saying goodbye- I’m just kidding, please forget I said that." -

She presents herself as being suicidal while having a joke about her victim committing suicide on the board and on her victim's desk. Because putting flowers on a persons desk over there is a way of telling the person to kill themselves.

"Thanks for all the fun times we’ve had! The flowers are a present for you!"

"Why won’t you stop hurting me?"

"I am relieved, I am always the drama queen."

Yeah this definitely isn't the behavior of someone who claims to care about mental health and bullying only when it serves them at all. She's only displayed making fun of suicide multiple times in one song guys. Oh and then she completely weaponizes Haruka's suicide threat in her voice drama as soon as Es says they may change her verdict based on what they find out here,

I sure have understood that talking to you isn't getting me anywhere. But I guess I'll take your little explanation into consideration.

"Ah- But if you don't forgive me Haruka-kun will die, so I think it'd be best to not do that."

...!

Then goes on to absolve herself of anything to do with Haruka's decision as soon as Es asks why she's not doing anything to stop him despite knowing this.

So you've heard about that nonsense, too?

"Mhm! Haruka-kun told me. So I could rest easy, according to him. That made me happy... It made me really feel our friendship!"

You know about it and you're not trying to stop him? Haruka that is?

"Why would I? Haruka-kun says that's what he wants, so there's nothing I can do, right?"

But you're calling him your friend.

"Isn't it exactly because he's my friend? Isn't friendship about letting your friends do the stuff they want?"

...

"Are you planning to tell me that's not what friendship is? Then what is it then? It's about sticking together because it's beneficial for everyone involved, isn't it?"

I don't think Haruka is benefitting from that at all.

"No way... It's not like you'd know what's good for him."

... You sure are tough to beat.

"I really don't get what it is you're trying to say, warden-san. Haruka-kun is free to decide what he wants, and I'm not doing anything wrong. It's not like I asked him to do that!"

It is kind of funny that she's like it's not like I asked him to do that and Haruka's out here like to fulfill the promise I made with Mu. Something that heavily implies they did have a conversation about this and made some sort of deal on it but I'm digressing.

Well, that's it she can't stop Haruka. Because it's his choice. It's what he wants to do and she's just supporting him. Just going in making sure he eats and being helpful. It's not Mu's fault if anything happens to Haruka it's not like she forced him to do anything. In the same vein that the audiences verdict didn't force him to do anything.

Haruka put that stipulation all on himself.

Nobody forced or manipulated him into making that decision it was a conclusion he came to himself. A threat he decided to make and a deal like any other deal a prisoner has tried to make with the guards. Nothing we can do about it he just has to lie in the bed he made.

Nobody told him to make it that way but he did.

The only one who can decide what to do for him is him. Unless a lot of people want to get real uncomfortable and start discussing how they not only treat suicide in media but in real life. Though that would require thinking and you know what Mu says about that,

"Anyway... I think you would do good to forgive me. Then Haruka-kun will be safe, too. Ah, actually, couldn't you just forgive everyone? Then Kotoko-san won't run amok and you won't have to think about all the difficult stuff. "

...That is...a very enticing proposal.

"Right? Hah, hehehe."

Abandoning all thinking... How nice it would be if I could just do that.

"...If you ask me I don't really get why you don't do it..."

If you don't think about all the difficult stuff life gets a lot easier. It's not as messy and you don't have to reckon with all the manipulative things people are capable of. Just don't think and it'll work out.

It's easy to think of suicide ideation and the concept of suicide itself in such a black and white way. As someone else's choice and not a byproduct of their environment or current life circumstances weighing on them. If it's just a personal choice that no one can ever be manipulated into then so many cases in Milgram become cleaner.

I just think it's funny how that stops being a personal choice as soon as it can impact a character that one likes. Even if that character choose to threaten themselves very openly. But again I guess to a lot of people like Haruka and Mu, believe suicide only matter as much as one can weaponize it to get something they want.

Any other time it's not even worth the stress. So, why think that hard about it?

[smallerthanzer0]

There was a wreath hanging on the door of Benji’s apartment. That was new.

He got the concept - it was the seventeenth of December and he was back in the States, it was harder to find a door that didn’t have something red or green fastened to it - but Benji, of all people? Ethan didn’t even know he celebrated the holiday. 

He was starting to wonder if he should have brought a gift. Surely there was a holiday market somewhere in between the last three shootouts he’d been involved in this week. It was too late now, though, so he knocked on the door and brandished an apology instead as it swung open. “Hel - mmph-”

The rest of Ethan’s greeting disappeared under a mouthful of crumbling pastry - cheeks bulging, he blinked at the unexpected presence of the apron-clad spy in front of him. “Mmph?”

Ilsa beamed warmly back at him, hand still pressed against his lips. “Do you like it? They’re gingerbread, fresh out of the oven.”

“Ilsa! Tell him the other part first, or he’ll just spit it out." Benji's voice came immediately from somewhere in the apartment behind her - the kitchen, if the ominous rattling from the other room was anything to go by. “There’s no sugar or butter in them just for you, you health nut.” 

He blinked again. Somehow managing to read his expression even with his mouth full, Ilsa pulled him gently inside as she moved her hand to cup his cheek instead with her smile dimming slightly. “Everything’s fine, Ethan. I just happened to be free for the holiday, that’s all - and Benji’s been keeping track of your last mission and said things weren’t going well-”

“-absolutely tits up,” the poltergeist in the kitchen contributed. “What the hell were they thinking, having you try to breach hideouts one at a time-”

“-so we thought we’d make you something nice to welcome you back.” She patted the side of his face, indulgent. “Well? What do you think? We’ve got more if you want them, you must be starving.”

Benji’s head popped around the kitchen doorway too, looking at him expectantly. Something about the way they were both fixated on him, eyes wide and pleased like kids holding out a piece of grade school art-

He barely managed to swallow before he had to step away from Ilsa and bury his face in his hands, shoulders shaking. “I - I -”

“Ethan?” Ilsa asked, alarmed. “Are you - Benji, he’s crying-”

He stumbled back into the door as she reached out, trying desperately to calm himself down, but he couldn't help it - he burst out laughing just as she started to wrap her arms around him, wheezing helplessly into his fingers. “They’re - sorry, I’m sorry, they’re just so bad - what did you do?!”

Ilsa froze with her hands on his forearms. “What?”

He laughed even harder, giving up on hiding his face and dragging her into a hug so he could giggle into her shoulder instead. “This - it’s the worst - oh, God, I can’t-”

“Hey,” Benji said darkly, appearing at his elbow with a spatula brandished threateningly in his direction. “Stop that, stop laughing, they can’t be that bad!”

He couldn’t breathe - either it was just that funny, or they’d actually managed to poison him. He flailed a hand in Benji’s direction, clutching weakly at his shirt, and dragged him into the hug too. The spatula had something wet and sticky on it that only registered to him as it was mashed into the side of his face along with Benji's sweater, but he couldn’t care less.

“What’s wrong with him?” Benji complained to Ilsa over his head. “Here, give me the rest of that, they can’t really be-” He choked abruptly. “Nope, nevermind, they’re bad, we’re bad at this - which is not an excuse to mock us, thank you very much, see if I ever try to do anything nice for you again-”

“Th - thank you,” Ethan snickered, lightheaded and feeling better than he had in weeks. Worming his arm out of the strap of his bag, he let it fall carelessly to the ground as he wrapped his arm back around Benji to hold him properly as he caught his breath. “No, this is great.”

“Oh, fuck off,” Benji told him kindly, wriggling loose from his grip to smack Ilsa’s arm. “You! You said you know how to bake!”

“Listen,” Ilsa started. He could tell she’s trying to sound angry, but her chest shook against his like she was close enough to laughing herself that she couldn't quite manage it. “I know how to bake normal things, it’s not my fault that he doesn’t eat sweets. The other things we’re making are going to be perfect-”

The smoke alarm went off in the other room. Ethan started laughing again.

[starshapedpetals]

things i think should (should’ve?) happen in DL before it dies (if it’s not already dead??)

carla, shin, & kino character songs. i know kino already has imitation game, dystopia, & count off, but i don’t count them! carla & shin also deserve their own songs & not just solo versions of operation x

a song with all 13 diaboys. that sounds so chaotic & so fun 😭 that should’ve been for the 10th anniversary honestly

bats can purr. i would love if they gave us at least one fluffy scenario with our boys where it happens 😔🙏 i’m also talking about all 13 boys doing this btw don’t think i’d leave your boy out of this. it would be so catboy of kou to purr dude cmon let him be the bat-catboy he is, rejet! & the tsukinami’s could totally purr! even if they aren’t technically vampires, they can turn into bats, right? like how shin turns into a wolf. so they’ve got that dna in them! but also consistency hardly matters to rejet. so yeah i think this could work. also i think it’d be cute to hear each boy purr, no matter how jarring it might be coming from some.

it will always be weird to me that they didn’t make versus songs of the rivals. like kanato & azusa. like cmon you had yuki kaji & daisuke kishio in the studio for that versus cd drama & didn’t use their godly voices for a song together??? i really don’t understand why they haven’t made sakamaki mukami duet songs by now. the only thing close is bad howling where kou replaced subaru..

also isn’t it strange how the mukami’s didn’t get any more solo songs?? each sakamaki got 3 character songs per boy (if you don’t count the ending songs sung by ayato), the mukami’s only got one each. although neither of the tsukinami’s got real character solo’s so it could be worse 💀

animating some of the tokuten cd dramas. this is also something they could’ve done for the 10th anniversary. although, i’m not really that hung up over this. it’s just something that’d be cool. animation is expensive. plus DL getting another anime, especially one so different from the original, would be even stranger for the anime only’s to see.

a little self indulgent but i really want a cd drama line where the boys are in our role.. like i wanna see them be the M’s for once. (aside from u azusa, you already give us both <3 but i would love to see more of it so-) i would also honestly love if we were the vampire this time. pls tell me i’m not the only one who’s really interested in that concept. just once at least? please rejet hear my pleas (though idk how they’d be able to do it now..)

if we had to get another game, i personally want it should be like VC or LP. some of my favorite routes come from those games, & i think kino lovers deserve to have a route like that with their boy.

man.. wouldn’t it have been funny if some of these things were gonna happen before the cheating scandals with tatsuhisa suzuki & takahiro sakurai 💀 i really wonder what the new drama cd & those character songs announced in house of vampire were gonna be like…….. will we ever find out…? rejet..?

[wrongcaitlyn]

hi hi! first off I AM SUCH A HUGE FAN LIKE YOU HAVE NO CLUE. I literally shake every time you release a new chapter it’s insane. i’ve been following since… maybe chapter 14 of talk your talk and go viral (i just need this love spiral)? and i have been reading them as soon as they come out and wow. just read the new chapter shaking screaming crying throwing up. But to get to the actual ask i swear on my life that sometime in the og fic will said that he was going to make a solangelo ship account and become the biggest solangelo shipper lol. i just looked and it’s in chapter 21! “Which is a strange concept to think of, obviously, but he’s going to move past that. The only thing that really matters is that he wakes up in Will’s arms, and Will, somehow, finds it all hilarious. He is, however, going undercover on his Kanye West hate account to become the number one Will Solace x Nico di Angelo shipper, and to most of stan twitter, he’s probably coming off as insane and delusional.”

please tell me if will actually went through with that account. cause i was kinda confused in the new chapter when will said the solangelo rumors were getting annoying. since yk. he was egging it on.

sorry for such a long ask but i’ve just been wondering and AAHHHH IM SUCH A HUGE FAN YOU HAVE NO IDEAAAAAA I also made a playlist for this fic that’s probably over 10 hours long at this point most of it consists of songs i think nico would make because i’m insane.

HI omg literally thank u so much😭😭💔💔 it makes me so happy that you like the fic that much!!!

to answer the question, he definitely did, at the beginning - but that was still very early on in nico’s career, and his fan base was pretty small (at least compared to how it skyrocketed later that year). i think there’s a very fine line between joking that “haha these friends would make such a cute couple i ship!” (what will was doing) compared to certain “fans” who will insist on nico coming out and them having a public relationship/trying to find “hints” and “clues” that aren’t there/theorizing abt them having broken up, or them pining, or basically just invading nico (and will’s) privacy (what will is annoyed by/what other ppl are doing).

will ended up abandoning that acc when he got to college (1 bc he didn’t have time and 2 bc of people becoming too invasive). will def was egging it on back in hs, mainly just to counter the piper x nico rumors and bc he thought it’d be funny, but it became clear at some point that people weren’t seeing the joke aspect of the ship, and taking it way too seriously (bc even tho will thought it’d be funny, he didn’t actually want to out either of them).

plus, yk what happened at the grammys. having ppl try to out nico or accuse him of queerbaiting is really not what will wants to encourage! he made a mistake bc he was a teenager and he is not perfect! (tho tbf, nico thought it was funny at first too, and then just kinda forgot abt it when he became less active on social media)

DROP THE PLAYLIST💳💥💳💥 (i literally have 20+ playlists for this fic and will never turn down some more. i have an obsession.)

tysm for the ask!!! this ended up being a very long response lmao but i have way too many thoughts abt this au😭

[krsive-writes]

Pleasure to Meet You

Title: Pleasure to Meet You

Author: krsive

Rating: M-

Tags/Warnings: mention of past sexual assault, soulmates

It was supposed to be just another day at work for Rick DX-318. A busy day, sure—after all, it was the Thursday before Valentine's Day—but Dex had been working at Mate Mart for years now and he knew the ropes. Just get through this weekend, and on the other side he and the other machine operators would go on their annual pub crawl and blow off this steam. Just get through. Just ignore the clammer of voices in the crowded room that itched at the back of his poor autistic brain. Just do one job at a time.

The unimpressive Morty seated across from him looked nervous. Dex was too tired to smile and put him at ease. His new work polo was rough against his skin all day, and it had him in a mood.

"Put your hand in the machine," he instructed. He picked up his clipboard and clicked his pen, holding it at the ready.

''Just... in? Like...?"

"Just put it in there, flat on the table." Two clicks. "Ok, Morty...” Here he checked the paperwork.    “G-116, what brings you in today?”

Morty's brow knit in confusion. "Same thing as everyone else? I-I wanna find my Soul mate."

"Yeah...you're gonna have to dig a little deeper if you want the process to work. The machine can't analyze your emotional resonance unless you're actually feeling something. I already know why you're here, but why are you here?"

''O-Oh. Well, um..." Morty squirmed in his seat. The machine began to hum. "I’m. I'm lonely. Like, r-really lonely."

"You're single?"

''Yes."

"Do you have a Rick?"

"K-kind of?"

"There's no 'kind of' box on my sheet, kid. Yes or no."

"Yes, then? I-I... I ran away from him but I think he's p-probably still on the Citadel."

Dex scrawled a note. "Why did you run away?"

"He..." Morty looked sick to his stomach. ''Do I really have to say? C-Can I just think about it and the machine will know?"

"Sorry, kid. This is the process." It wasn't like Dex was thrilled to hear the boy's trauma dump, either, but it was a living. Just barely.

''H-He tried to...y'know...” Morty's eyes were welling with tears.

"Look." Dex put down the clipboard and leaned forward. Morty mirrored his posture naturally. “You're not the only one here with a past. I did 25 years in Earth prison. I'm extremely personally acquainted with the concept of rape, if you catch my drift. It's ok. You can say it."

Morty broke down all at once. The machine chimed cheerfully.

"My grandpa tried to rape me," he managed to say. "I keep thinking he’ll show up to find me any time now. I'm scared all the t-t-time."

Dex made another note. Staring at the clipboard was so much easier than looking at Morty. "Did you get yourself emancipated yet? We have a legal service on standby for customers who match outside of their original pairs."

"He'd have t-t-to sign, right? I can't..." Morty sniffled. ''I can't do that.”

"Alright. Whatever you say goes. But how about I give you the brochure anyway?"

“Yeah, ok. Sure."

Morty darted a look up at him, a shy, guileless glance. Rick quickly turned his attention to his own hands, to the blown out, faded old tattoos on his knuckles. He didn't like getting too chummy with the customers. He busied himself flipping to page 2.

"If you could pick, who would be your soulmate?” he read.

"Geez. I don't r-really even know. I used to think maybe the Jessica from my dimension, O-o-or...there was this really funny Morty at my old job. I liked him but I was too scared to ask him out."

"What do you like about them?”

"I guess they're both really cute. Like s-soft and pretty. And gentle. Like, they both wanted me to feel good about my self, I could tell. I want someone sweet like that to want to be with me, too." Morty was welling up again. "I just want someone like that to love me.”

The machine, pleased with the display, chugged through its calculations faster. It was almost finished.

"What do you like about yourself?" Dex prompted.

"Oh man..." Morty shrugged one shoulder, his lips turned down in a hard frown. "I d-dunno... nothing, I guess."

''Dig deep." Dex was rooting for the kid. What a pathetic case. The charitable man in him wanted this one to be a success story.

''I guess..." Morty took a deep, shuddering breath. "I'm good to people even when I'm hurting. I-I still want to help people    so they can be happy. Even though people are mean to me a lot, it didn't make me be mean back. So I like that."

Ding! The machine pinged, startling Morty. A printout slid onto the tray.

"Congrats, kid. You actually have an other half out there! It's—“

Dex read the page. Rick Sanchez, DX-318. He blanched. Read it again. Rick Sanchez, DX-318. Again. Again. Nothing changed. He lost track of the world, dropped the paper.

"No way," he said, blankly.

"DX-318?”

"Who—“ Dex looked around at the row of tables where his coworkers were all busy.

"Isn't that you? A-Are you fucking with me?''

"Which one of you fucks did this?" Dex demanded, shooting out of his chair, voice booming.

"Is this for real?" Morty asked, but Dex barely heard him.

"You do this, C-487? You fucking—“ he stepped menacingly towards the worker at the next station over.

"Do what?" the other Rick asked, clearly confused.

The manager was on his way over, but Dex shouldered past. "I’m taking my 15," he said, and didn't stop to be told no.

"Wait!" called Morty somewhere behind him.

Rick pushed through the break room and out onto the walled back patio where a Rick lingered by the ashtray.

"Out! Get out!” Dex thundered.

“What—“

"OUT!"

The other Rick didn't stay to argue, but when he headed inside Morty passed him. Now the boy was between Dex and the door, and he was walled in on all sides, trapped like an animal. He was ready to chew his own leg off to escape, but he couldn’t bring himself to step towards his soulmate.

"Wh-What's happening Rick?" Morty asked, breathless and pinkened from exertion.

"I don't know!" Trapped, Dex paced back and forth, pulling at his hair. "Someone must have fucked with my machine, it must be some kind of prank, I—“

"What if it's not, though?"

Dex's brain was melting down. He thought about his shabby, half-hoarded studio apartment. He thought of the k-tax pipe in the bag in his locker, the days and nights spent in the numb embrace of drugs. He thought about the day that he killed his daughter, how crazed he still was when the cops came to take him, high off his ass and running amok. He couldn't do this. He couldn't have a soulmate. He couldn't care for a Morty. He didn't even want to care for himself .

"Trust me, kid, you're better off if it's a prank. You don't want me for your other half."

''What..." Morty stepped forward, making Rick shrink back. "What if, though?"

"’What if' is bullshit. ‘What if’ is wishful thinking."

"I bet you're lonely, too, though, right?"

"That's not the point. You don't want me, Morty. I'm just like your piece of shit grandpa, ok? I'm just... I'm not a good person."

"I deserve love," Morty said, jaw set, fists batted tightly. "I deserve love! I deserve for someone to try for me!”

''I—“

"So try! Just try, Rick!"

He pressed his lips together hard, breathing through his nose. Nothing made any sense now. In a world where he could feel love again, he didn't know his place. But Morty's pain was breaking his heart, and the boy wanted to crawl into the cracks of it with probing roots like a weed growing in concrete. Could someone really want him again? He was so afraid. He took a deep breath.

"Call me Dex," he said, offering his hand.

It was a start, at least.

[gingerbreadmonsters]

five more minutes

or: so, i start a revolution from my bed.

gn!reader, standard imperium warnings, angst that’s just a bit more bitter than sweet. i’m so sorry. heavily inspired by Not as nice as he was by @/The_Honey_Cy on ao3 - thank you for letting me put my bizarre little spin on your concept! everybody say thank you to rae @sri-rachaa ​ for choosing our byline of the day, and i’m told that @morgansplace ​ and @10000-angry-bees ​ might also want to know what’s happening here… inspired by ‘i wish i knew how it would feel to be free’ by nina simone. vindemiator slipping inside the eye of his mind in 2400 words or less.

“I’ll find a way. Even if it’s just for a short, precious while. I will.”

Magic, they say, is simply the next step after emotion.

It makes sense. Feelings and magic, the inescapable cause and the inevitable conclusion. The cup runneth over, and the magic swirls forth. Flame, dreams, flesh. However small or weak or unknowable, in all things, the magic persists. It has a funny way of hanging around, of sticking to things it shouldn’t, of hiding itself in places where it shouldn’t belong. It has a funny way of knowing you. It has a funny way of showing it.

…No, that’s not right.

Maybe there’s a better way of putting it.

Demons, you see, are made of magic. They understand it instinctually, its ebb and flow, its push and pull. They’re weaved into the Spellsong, feeling every chord and harmony, feeling every tug at the web. Nothing is ever really alone. And so when little troublemakers try to have their fun, when they try to bend the rules for a little while - it doesn’t go unnoticed. Some things are worth fighting for. That all-consuming flood of magic that swept across the known reality, screeching and tearing and splintering. The whole world turned inside out, blood everywhere, spilling out across the universe. Foolish little creature. Did you really think nobody was watching?

The mirror can only handle so much. Six marble faces in the moonlight. Sometimes, things slip through the cracks.

“...Mm.”

What’s that sound?

It can’t be morning already - god, he really doesn’t want to get up. Especially not if there’s going to be noise. It’s not normally so loud that he can hear much from this godforsaken cell. Ugh, please don’t say Avior’s started arguing with one of the Enforcers already.

Although his eyes are closed, he can tell that it’s brighter than normal, too. Have they changed the brightness of the lights? Even more of a reason not to wake up. It’s not like there’s any sunlight in here, so it can’t be that - the window is only a few inches tall, right up by the ceiling, and you can’t even see the sky, let alone get any sunshine.

That’s funny. The mattress is softer than usual. What happened to that spring that always digs into his side? It’s always cold down here on the floor, too, where the draft seeps under the door - why is it so nice and warm? He could almost believe that-

Wait.

Is that breathing?

There’s someone here. His eyes snap open, a sharp inhale, power crackling and building beneath his skin in panic, but it’s no use. What is this? The magic fizzles out uselessly under his palms as he reels, sleep-heavy mind struggling to reconcile what must be true with what’s right in front of him.

It’s you, here in his arms where you belong, but not when you’re supposed to be. Your face against his chest, your arms draped around his waist, your legs entangled with his under the blanket where he can’t see. How are you here? Rewards for good behaviour be damned, you’d never be allowed to sleep here in the haven, ever - you’re monitored more closely than most, and there’d be Enforcers down here quicker than you could say ‘President Moore, please don’t kill me’.

You don’t seem to notice his confusion, thankfully, still slack and comfortably heavy against his body. He can feel you dreaming, the emotions soft and muffled against his senses. Happy dreams, it seems like. Sweet and kind and beautiful. Good. You deserve happy dreams.

He’s strayed a little bit from the matter at hand. Sorry, what were we talking about? Oh, yes, that’s it. Where the hell is he?

This must be an illusion. Vega must have got bored again. Avior must be trying to practice something for the plan. There’s no way this can be real.

It must be morning - soft sunlight peeks through the curtains when he turns his head towards the window, and he can hear birds outside, not too far away. How unusual. He didn’t think you could really get sunlight like that anymore. It’s so lovely and warm. The room itself looks like a fairly standard human bedroom, or at least what he imagines one would look like. Despite what you might expect, he’s not really been invited into one for a very long time.

It looks lived in, in a way that somehow makes his heart start to ache. Empty glasses of water on the bedside table, socks and books and headphones, a chair half-buried under clothes that haven’t been worn enough to be worth washing yet. A backpack hanging on the back of the door, a stack of textbooks on the desk. The wardrobe door is slightly open, and the wall on the left is covered in photographs. Him, his love, a handful of strangely-familiar faces. Kisses and birthdays and trips to the beach, nights so late they become mornings, the once-in-a-lifetime waves to the everyday. How does he know? All kinds of places and clothes and things to do, and every frozen face wears a brilliant smile.

A home, a proper one, a real one. Vindemiator wakes up, here in this most sacred of places, and it’s all he can do not to cry.

It’s an incredible illusion. Vega’s outdone himself. Every detail is perfect, immaculately disarrayed, masterfully created - even the Spellsong sounds… different. Lighter, livelier, happier. He doesn’t want to think about why. This world, what little part of it that exists in his mind, is not the same as the real one.

He’s thought of everything, even you. How would Vega even know you so well? Your face is mostly hidden, but from what he can feel, you’re almost exactly the same. The body he loves to know, and he knows it by heart. Breathing in, he nudges your aura with his own - perhaps Vega hasn’t got you quite right in this regard. You’re not so tense, not so jumpy, that undercurrent of fear that he’s used to soothing is all but gone. Here, in this place, you’re safe. Contentment and satisfaction and peace, sitting on his tongue, a mellow, pretty flavour he wishes he could get used to. Remind him to thank Vega when this is all over.

Speaking of things he’s not used to, what’s happened to his body?

This form. It feels…

Well, it’s not exactly the same as normal, but it’s close enough. The limbs are the same length, the teeth feel the same in the mouth, the shade of the skin is ever-so-familiar. It’s without doubt the form he coalesced in, same as ever, so why does it feel like there’s something different?

Huh. His horns are glamoured. That’s weird. How is that even possible? The wards over the haven don’t allow demons to change any parts of their physical bodies, even as part of an illusion like this one - some decree by that godforsaken air elemental maniac to stop anyone from ‘forgetting their true nature’. And to think they have the nerve to call this place a haven. Experimentally, he tries to relax the magic - and just like that, his horns flicker back into existence, familiar weight at his temples. Weirdly, they feel a little more balanced than normal, and when he reaches up to feel them he realises why. It’s still there. All of it. No splinters, no cracks, no dull ache in his skull.The left one is whole again, as if Kody and his god complex and his baseball bat and that awful, awful night had never even happened.

His horns, smooth and shiny and perfectly intact. Forget an illusion, this must be a dream. A lovely dream, to be sure. His horns. He’d almost forgotten what this felt like.

“...Hmm?”

Startled, he looks down as you groan into his shirt, clearly still half-asleep - he just about has the presence of mind to smooth his hand over your back, shushing you gently. Even here, where you’re not real, it doesn’t feel right to wake you up. You should be allowed to dream happily for a little bit longer.

“It’s alright, love. Go back to sleep.”

You protest, jumbled words falling out of your mouth, but you make no effort to move - instead, you relax back against him with an airy sigh. From here, you look a bit different than you normally do, and it takes him a while to place it. You look healthier - your hair a little shinier, your eyes a little brighter, your lips not so painfully chapped. Is this how you were supposed to look, before everything? Before the world thought to crush you under its heel, tried to grind you into powder, left the pieces of you out in the rain to rust? It’s not fair. What does he have to do to make this real?

His human deserves to live like this, he thinks. Back in the real world. Doused in sunlight, heavy with sleep in a bed that you own, face half-hidden in the pillows that you chose. Somewhere soft and warm and kind, where there are no sharp teeth and no cameras in the bathroom, where the scariest thing in your life is the sound of your alarm clock.

“Fine,” you concede. “But only if you stay.”

“Of course.” In a world like this, why would he ever want to leave? “I’ll always stay with you, my love.” It feels good to say it out loud. Here, he might even be able to make it true.

Your hazy brain seems to think that’s good enough, and before long you’re drifting off again. Have sweet dreams, beloved. If only he could join you. The corners of the world aren’t quite as sharp as they should be, the Spellsong on the edge of changing key, and he has the horrible feeling that if he goes to sleep you won’t be here any more.

Sleeping means waking up in a world where this isn’t real. Is this real? Could it ever be? Probably not. Reality has never been so kind to him.

He’s so tired.

He can hear your voice in his head, as clear as anything. Maybe this is a dream. Sleep, love. It’s okay. We have time.

Would you say that, if you knew? Maybe you wouldn’t, you’d hold onto him like he wants to hold onto you, like if he looks away for a moment you might turn to water in his arms, spilling helplessly out of his reach, soaking into his skin and his soul and the vanishing earth beneath you. Or maybe you would, you’d tuck him against your chest where neither of you can see the other cry, folding him into you like he’ll fit right through your ribs, and for a single, blissful moment, he’d be able to pretend that he believes you.

In your sleep, your arms tighten around his waist ever so slightly. Do you feel it? Do you know?

You have always wanted to protect him. Even here, even now, in a dream that will always have to disappear, you protect him still. Please, don’t do that. Can’t you see? You’re too strong. You’re too safe. He wants to hide behind you forever, shield himself from the world in the safety of your soft body, let your voice in his ear and your hand on his face be the only things he knows. Nothing else is real. Only you, just you, it’s only ever been you, and what then? Don’t indulge him, please. It’ll hurt too much when you have to let go.

He doesn’t want to go. Will you make him? Maybe you should. He’d do anything, if you asked.

Please. Wake up, my love. Save him, ask him, command him, and eternally you shall receive. Heaven and earth, sea and sky and fire, it shall be done. In this world, where he’s never failed you, make it true. Speak the words into reality, bend the universe to your will. Please. He’ll do anything. Make it true, make it true, make it true. Ask for the impossible, just once more, and know that he has never been able to resist you.

He kisses the top of your head, just once, and it will never be enough. The tears gather, but they don’t fall. He wouldn’t want to wake you. A tired mind struggles on, head spinning and spinning, the world folding in on itself until the whole, wonderful room is as dense as a star, until he’s crushed under its weight and the blackness takes over.

It might be hours or days until he wakes again, and it’s the grim inside of a haven holding cell that greets him.

It’s too much. He cries like the child he never was, endless, aching sobs as the wave crashes over him, the lonely demon mourning the loss of a world that was never his, that for all he knows has never existed. That place, that room. What does he have to give to make that real? Could it ever be his? Vindemiator and his human love - was there ever a world where they could have been happy? There must have been. You were made for more than this, for more than a broken, empty, bloodied incubus, for more than this place and these people and this dying, shattered world. Marble under moonlight. Don’t wake up. If you can’t see it, it’s not really there. Bring it back to him. Choked tears, closed eyes, rinsing away the ghost of a kiss that shouldn’t ever have happened.

You deserve more than this. Please, please. If it’s the last thing he ever does, if he has to tear himself to atoms to do it, dissolving into nothing, half-melted in the River. Reality is nothing to the determination of a demon with something to protect. Let him give this to you, and no being in existence will ever die happier.

It’s all he’ll ever do again. Love you, hold you, protect you, with all he has, with all he’ll ever be. You are his, and he is yours. Surely, that has to be enough.

A promise, made not for the first time. God, I never want to let you go. Perhaps it really is impossible to outrun your own nature. Vindemiator is no exception.

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[unhingedhearties]

The Most First of First World Problems

You know who did have a surprisingly mature reaction to the Season 11 poster? TeamE83Liz/UnlovedHeartie.

Just kidding, she chimped out. Without looking ahead, take a guess what her opinion of Elizabeth’s shorter hair was.

Chris McNally literally has genetic evidence that he slept with someone outside of marriage*, but Liz only has these freak outs at 4 specific cast members simply because they travel and hang out and aren’t married. How dare people experience life with someone they aren't married to. They spend a quarter of the year EVERY YEAR working together. I would hope some of the cast would become friends and have fun.

*And to make it perfectly clear, I don’t care who Chris has a family with or how. NO. ONE. should care. Anyone who attacks him is subhuman trash. I just want to point out how Liz still puts Chris on this weird pedestal but acts like a serial killer everytime Erin does something she doesn’t approve of, whether it’s wearing hoop earrings with short hair or dating and traveling with friends.

Yeah Erin and Kevin really look like themselves on that poster. Erin’s always running around in pastel skirts in her free time and Kevin is never not wearing suspenders when at home.

“Bullied online” People telling you to act like a respectable adult is not bullying.

I do not understand how or why Lucabeth fans thought the next poster would cater to them. This show is not solely about you. Elizabeth and Lucas are not a couple anymore. Life goes on.

“I hate Erin at the moment” Then why are you always on Erin-senpai’s Instagram screaming at her to notice you and say “hi”?

“Where the f_ck is his uniform!?!” It’s still swearing even if you censor a vowel. I’m sure Jesus is proud of you. And his uniform is in the same place Jack’s was for the Season 3, 4 and 5 posters. Remember the pre-Lucas era?

“That’s mental abuse towards Lucabeth fans!”

HA HA HA HA HA

“I never got the chance to decide for myself who I wanted her to be with!”

You can literally decide that right now. You don’t need other people to make up your mind for you. You can even change your mind. What a crazy concept.

“I was then talked into how bad & not right for Elizabeth, Nathan was!”

Oh my God! She fell in with the wrong crowd 🙄How embarrassing to (probably) be a middle aged adult and be this easily influenced.

“My life’s ruined FOREVER because I was talked into hating an actor I don’t know. There’s literally no way to fix this situation”

Someone call TPTB. The main character of the universe is mad and doesn’t want there to be a Season 12 or a Christmas movie. Her wants outweigh the millions of fans that do.

…of course it’s real. Maybe it’s not the finished product, but it’s real. What, you think Erin and Kevin dress like that in their free time? Where do you think the photos came from?

Again with the “I was talked into not liking Nathan”. “Please, I bring nothing to a relationship and I only take, but I need someone to drop what they’re doing and tell me my hateful outbursts are justified.”

“Edit-Me” 

No shit

God I hope Elizabeth’s hair only gets shorter. I hope she goes full Josephine Baker and gels it flat onto her head.

Okay, I think that’s going to be it for poster reactions. There’s just been too many from disgruntled Hearties to keep track of everything. If anyone finds a good one, show me and if it’s funny I might share it.

[brassknucklespeirs]

Hi :) I wrote in a month ago but thought I’d do so again as I’ve always so wanted a BoB ship and wanted to try again :) No worries if you can’t though :) I’m she/her, straight, with fluffy caramel hair and blushed cheeks. I wear lots of velvety and wide-fit, vintage clothing. Am very easy-going, observant, bluntly honest. Have always loved painting, expression through art. Have a real soft spot for deep warmth in people. Thank you, your writing is so so good, keep it up :)

HI. SORRY MY SWEET. I'VE BEEN SO INCOGNITO FOR SO LONG. I HOPE YOU DIDN'T THINK I FORGOT ABOUT YOU.

Here we go, drum roll please. I ship you withhhhhhhh..........

GEORGE LUZ

Now let me tell you, this came to me immediately.

I can see this man being your biggest hype man, every time you come out in your velvety vintage clothes he's just like "My woman is INCREDIBLE" "Look at my girl in that outfit" "Taking my breath away"

George will for sure flaunt you like it's nobody's business. Bringing you up in conversations that have literally nothing to do with you because "oh yeah you talking about your grocery shop reminds me of how good my girl looked the other day when she went to the shops" Like honestly, he's so in awe of you

He LOVES to whisper little praising compliments that make your cheeks flush even more, he loves to see you blush for him, and he takes great pride in doing so

The jokester and the easy going gal, what could be wrong with that? Nothing i tell you.

This man cracks a lot of his jokes, no matter how bad, just so he can get you to smile for him, even if it's at the expensive of his terrible jests

Because he isn't always the most observant of people, he likes to know you're aware of things more than him. Like at several points of time, something would be going on and he'd come up beside you, resting his chin on your shoulder and is like "honey what's happening?" and you'll be able to tell him what's going on and more because you've seen all the other things that have led up to the situation.

It's always funny when you're together because someone says something like "do you recon i have a chance with this dame?" and at the same time as each other you answer completely contrasting things. George is like "yeah buddy, can only give it a go" and you're like "absolutely not" and then you'll both stare at each other and burst out laughing, completely forgetting that someone else is there

Again, this man will FLAUNT YOU. like you go into a pub to have a drink with some of the men and he'll keep you standing in front of him so everyone can see that you're there and you're stunning and that he's just the lucky guy standing behind you that gets to show you off.

He LOVES the fluffiness of your hair, and always find reason to ruffle it affectionately, even though sometimes it annoys you, but also it George so it's really hard for you to stay mad at him when he cracks some stupid joke that has you giggling on before you have a chance to snark at him

The only time you are able to get this man to shut up is when you're painting, like he gets so enamoured by watching you brush the paint across a canvas and he could jsut watch you for hours

he likes to give you ideas of concepts to paint like one day he asked you to paint something that expressed how you felt about him and you did exactly that and he was almost brought to tears by how beautiful he thought it was

[tranquilspot]

Examine Room.

[This is a rewriting of a post that has been sadly deleted, as such this version will be different and modified since I only recall the broad outlines]

This ‘young man’ is now officially John, and the tags will reflect the name change from now on. Both for convenience and non-spoil policy in case new readers happen to come across this blog.

Aaah~ The all-caps words, it’s been pinned down as a Homestuck thing. I saw a post once from someone who innocently wrote in this format. The Homestucks were on the lookout on that one x) Don’t you love it? For me it’s such a treat for my dyslexic eyes. Why can’t all writers write more like this, it’s not rocket science! Bold, italic, space between paragraphs, colors and quotes to draw the attention to the important parts. So please, no more HUGE BLOCKS OF TEXT. It’s ugly, it’s annoying, you spend 5 minutes on a paragraph cause you were reading in diagonal then went back as you didn’t (mis)understand the whole thing and read several times the same sentence/word until you finally get something. And now your head hurts/you’re irritated. Anyway, back to Homestuck proper.

Who the fuck has cakes in their room, hell SEVERAL CAKES with cream and all dripping on the furniture?! Yes I get it, I too like to bring snacks to eat in front of the computer but dude It’ll attract ants! DAD might be a better guardian than the others, but you can’t deny that behavior and parental choice wise there’s something off about him. Don’t get me started on having a HAMMER AND NAILS just sitting on the floor waiting for an unfortunate fool (tool hehe) to step on it. Well, we’ll get back to safety hazard a bit later.

You like to program computers but you are NOT VERY GOOD AT IT.

One thing that I find interesting and just noticed is that John not being good at programming isn’t really important nor relevant, what is on the other hand is that it introduces two significant elements to the story: data structures, and ~ATH (until death). The former focusing on FETCH MODI and CAPTCHALOGUE CARDS, while the latter on VIRUSES (mobius double reacharound starting in act 5). I highly doubt that it was a foresight on Hussie’s side, taking into account the ~ATH is a Problem Sleuth reference (the symbol on the cover is the face of DEATH) and him incorporating those elements in his, at the time, brand new webcomic was a flex on their computer knowledge and skills. Still I think it’s nice to point it out, as it doubles (triples?) as a soft introduction to concepts that will follow the readers far into the adventure and even pop back in as a Chekhov's gun.

You have a fondness for PARANORMAL LORE

This sentence is awesome and irks me, because paranormal shit is so cool but sadly people tend to overlook it and focus on the shitty movies and magician parts.

Which is so lame! John even gave a speech about ghosts and science in Act 6 Intermission 2 that was interesting and I will definitely talk about it when we get to this conversation.

Though maybe I shouldn’t talk about stuff before they’re actually brought up by the narration? Whatever I’m my own boss, I can still develop before or when it happens. You guys tell me in the notes what you think about it.

You also like to play GAMES sometimes.

Funny how among the group of 4 friends, only John and TT have ‘play games’ mentioned in their introduction. TG plays on Xbox alone or with his Bro, GG as far as I know doesn’t own any game until SBURB came around the corner.

Perhaps it’s because the author already established that those two planned to play together. Or maybe it is pointed out by the narration because it is a relevant piece of information for establishing the plot. Or even maybe it's part of Hussie “I’ve put writing rules then soon after will discard them” hijinks. Or all of the above.

John however does own games in his disk rack, and later in the adventure plays at one of them with two of his friends. But I’ll wait and develop my thoughts on the matter when we get there (for the disk rack, very soon). —>

[kakairu-rocks]

We are excited to introduce our next shining star for the Creator Spotlight... Mendelynn!

This is an activity where we reach out to one of the talented people in our community each month to find out all about them and their kakairu creations, and then show them off to the world!

We hope you enjoy learning about Mendelynn & her creations as much as we did. Please give them some love ❤️  

Pronouns: She/Her

Type of Creator: Writer

Where to find her:

AO3

Twitter

Personal Website

Read the exciting interview below the cut, or on the forum!

If you would like a chance to be in the spotlight too, the only thing you have to do is be a member of the kakairu rocks forum or follow us, and be a kakairu creator; and we will contact you, ourselves!

1. How long have you been creating KakaIru fanworks?

According to my Ao3 stats, I uploaded the first chapter to my first KakaIru fanfiction, “Umino blood”, on 30th May 2019. I think I started working on that story half a year before that.

2. What are you working on right now?

I have two stories in progress, which are more on hiatus than they are actually in progress, and I revived my oldest story idea again… that one is an original story, though, that I may try to write anew. And in my first language, German.

3. What is your favorite trope to create for?

I do not think in tropes. To be honest, I still have to really understand the concept… I just see Kakashi and Iruka in the way that Kishimoto wrote them (and how I interpret his writing, of course) and I want them to be happy. So, I create scenarios where they have to interact with each other with the goal of making them a happy couple and the rest is guided by their personalities and the ideas that pop into my brain. There is a lot of slow burn, a lot of miscommunication, a lot of idiots to lovers. Idiots to lovers might be my favourite… but I do not create for a certain trope. My stories just happen to contain them. Therefore, my tags are messy. Sorry.

4. Which of your creations is your favorite, and why?

I would still say “Don’t let me go” is the best thing I have written so far… but my favourites might be the two shorts that I wrote and put into the “Kakashi and Iruka make fun of each other’s misery” series. I’m not good at writing funny stories, but I was very inspired for these two and they still bring a fat grin to my face when I read them (yes, I do read my own stories from time to time).

5. Do you have any WIPs you’re excited about?

Well, there are two stories I am working on, “Of Bodies and Minds” and “Fragrance”, and, of course, I love them a lot. There is also “Interlude”, the first KakaIru idea that I ever had which is very music-laden - Kakashi is a musician and band leader in this story. No, not the rock star kind, he’s the lead singer of an alternative jazz-pop combo inspired by Jamie Cullum’s music. This one is really interesting but I’m not sure if I’ll ever find the inspiration to continue and upload it. Also, there is a Gintama-Naruto crossover (Kakashi gets teleported into the Gintama world and has to help out in the Yorozuya until they find a way to get him back, and everyone thinks he is Gin-san’s more attractive brother) which I am dying to write because it’s so funny (that one only has an inkling of KakaIru). It has the same problem as “Interlude”, though… no muse.

6. Do you have any original characters? If so, tell us about them!

I have lots of OCs! Inside and outside my KakaIru workings. OCs appear in my stories all the time, whenever I need a specific person to do a specific thing that canon characters cannot do (e.g. die).

I mean, I created a whole Umino clan (with history and family tree) for “Umino blood”. A non-Naruto OC also had a tiny cameo in that story. But the one I have to mention is Umino Takaya because I love him so much more than my other OC children (I know I shouldn’t, I can’t help it). He was supposed to be just a small background character with one specific function but he disagreed, grabbed the mic and pushed everyone away from the spotlight to take it himself. He’s Iruka’s cousin, his best friend, and Naruto’s age. He’s extremely self-confident and bold, but at the same time sensitive and mindful of other’s feelings. He’s very gay. Words can’t describe how much I love him. (He is not my favourite OC of all time, though, that would be Met. But he is from said oldest story idea. And then there is Marleen… but I’m not allowed to talk about her.)

7. What was your hardest piece to create, and why?

There is not one story that is hard to write (if it is, I’ll never finish it), it’s specific moments and parts in the process. I struggle with domestic scenes a lot (and seeing how many there are in my stories, this is a real muse-killer). I am so meticulous in the way that I write that I never know where to put the cut or when to get out of a meaningless conversation or action or how to continue it in the first place. It’s a struggle, every time. Also, there is the problem of getting from one plot point I can envision clearly to the next.

8. Do you have any favorite scenes from something you’ve created?

I cannot, for the life of me, remember my own stories. Well, I remember the rough plot but never specific scenes. That’s why I can read them as if they were someone else’s work. It’s like rereading a book that you’ve read years ago. As soon as I write down a scene, it leaves my body and mind and does not belong to me anymore. It belongs to everyone who reads it.

I’m a big fan of wholesome moments and interesting dialogue, though. In general.

9. Where does your inspiration come from?

I wish I knew. Then, I would visit that place more often. To me, it feels like the inspiration and the ideas for my stories do not come from me or my brain. They are gifted to me by a higher power (Walter Moers calls it the Orm and I like that concept a lot). Thats why what I write does not feel like it belongs to me. I read it as if someone else had written it and I can’t believe that it is my own hands’ work. Music plays a big part in receiving inspiration, which is quite obvious in my shorter pieces, but it’s unpredictable if I’ll be receiving ideas or am just vibing. The most important thing for getting into a writing mood might be peace of mind. If I’m stressed, I can’t write. Hence, my current inactivity.

10. Which of your creations is the most meaningful to you, and why?

Every creation is meaningful to me. Every story is a learning process. With every story, especially the longer ones, I grow a bit more as a person and a writer. They all carry the emotions I felt while I was writing them. They carry my innermost thoughts and desires in a way that even I can only sometimes decipher. I am a storyteller by nature, I made up stories long before I could write, and therefore, my stories are my nature, my home.