#I’m not so self important to think that this is a major deal or anything

[woundedheartwithin]

Just for reference, since the naming convention for the series has changed, I tag all games in the Yakuza/Like a Dragon universe (including je/lj) #yakuza

Mainline games are tagged #yakuza [number]. Like A Dragon: Infinite Wealth will be tagged #yakuza 8 for just general posts about the game, and spoilers will be tagged both #yakuza 8 spoilers #spoilers. Spoiler tags are generally only used to denote major plot and/or substory spoilers, so if you want scorched earth blockage of information about the game, I suggest filtering both the spoiler tag and the game tag.

Spin-offs are tagged #yakuza #[subtitle/title] (ie #yakuza #judgment, #yakuza #ishin, etc), with the exception of Gaiden, since there are many games with the subtitle Gaiden and I don’t want to blur tags. For that reason, that particular game is tagged #yakuza #yakuza gaiden

This convention goes for all posts, past and future, and believe me, if I could go back and redo my tagging system to just rgg I would, but that’s thousands of posts at this point. One day I’ll make a full guide to my tagging system, but for now, for spoiler purposes given all the new information about y8 and gaiden (praise be), here’s the current fandom specific version

As a general rule, my tagging convention for all my posts is: fandom, game, character, ship, spoiler tags, archival tags, my dumbass thoughts

Character names for rgg follow East Asian convention (surname first, given name last), with the exception of canonically western characters and/or characters using western naming convention, such as Ryan Acosta and Nick Ogata

[boobo13cambridge]

Send That Picture Promise I'm A Keep It | Kylian Mbappé

Pairing: Kylian Mbappé x f.Reader

Warnings: Fluff, sexting, masturbation (m.)

Summary: What’s it like texting when your husband is a really busy athlete? 

A/N: Hello, everyone! I’ve been trying to finish up all my old requests before I get to the new ones. I was actually supposed to post this May 5th, and its now June, oops. I’ve seen all your prompts for the new Kylian smut, and I love all your ideas. I’ll try my best to get them done because for once I have nothing to this summer except find a job, lmao. I swear having a job ready for when you graduate is not easy at all. Uni should’ve prepared us better for the post-grad life. Anyways, as always don’t forget to like, comment, and repost! Enjoy, lovelies ❣️

Kylian: bébé 

Kylian: bébééé

Kylian: bééébééé

Kylian: béééébéééééééééé

Kylian: Arrête de m’ignorer 😢 (stop ignoring me)

Kylian: jte veux  (i want you)

Kylian: j besoins de toi (i need you)

Kylian: envoie t seins (send your tits)

The incessant buzzing of your phone that was conveniently located in your back pocket was proving to bea major distraction as you were trying your best to follow what your boss was trying to say. You knew who it was without even having to look, the culprit - a certain brown-eyed professional athlete who was called away on international duty. 

While you wished you could be there to cheer him on as France played against Gibraltar in Faro, you were unfortunately tied up at work as you had to deal with an important client. As a divorce lawyer, you were constantly surprised to learn just how selfish and idiotic some people could be. You’d think a firefighter would be too busy trying to save people to have two mistress with three children each. Alas, humanity never failed to disappoint. To add fuel to the fire, this particular client absolutely refused to comprise on anything and insisted that he still loved his wife despite being a piece of shit.

Seeing all these cases, you were grateful that Kylian wasn't like that. To be honest, in the beginning of your relationship, you were very self-conscious as footballers were known to be cheaters. A few people (who were no longer in your life) warned you that your husband would inevitably turn out like most people in his profession and leave you for a model. Kylian, on the other hand,  turned out to be nothing like that. He was consistently loving, truthful, and patient with you. The media's attempts to tear your relationship apart still pained you deeply, especially the heartbroken look in Kylian's eyes as you shouted at him, accusing him without even giving him a chance to explain.

But returning to the present, your boss finally released you from the conversation as her secretary reminded her that her husband was waiting on the line. Your boss, an intimidating woman whom you respected greatly, was the only one who hired you straight after graduation, despite most law firms turning you away. You suspected they viewed you as nothing more than a trophy wife destined to retire after having a few kids. Céleste Beauregard was the only one who gave you a chance, and for that you would be eternally grateful.

Walking back to your desk, you pull out your phone and look at the messages Kylian send you. Letting out a snort at his antics, you reply.

You: t’a pas un match à jouer toi?  (don’t you have a match to play?)

Kylian: c koi le rapport bb??    (what’s the correlation baby??)

You: tu c ke chui au travail kyky  (you know I’m at work kyky)

Kylian: allez bb juste une photo 🥺 (cmon baby its just one picture)

You: ds t rêve (in your dreams)

Kylian: fais pas ca (don’t do this)

Kylian: arrête de faire ta difficile (stop being so difficult)

You: t un gros pervert Mbappé 🤢 (you’re a big pervert Mbappé)

You: j d’autres choses à faire ds la vie ke de t’envoyer d pics de mes seins              franchement  (I have better things to do than send you pics of my tits seriously)

You: t’a pas déjà d pics? (don’t you already have some?)

Kylian: j’en veux d fresh svp (I need new ones pls)

You: tu m’énerve (you’re annoying)

In moments like these, you couldn't help but appreciate having a private office with tinted glass. Glancing around cautiously to ensure no one was present, you carefully unbuttoned your dress shirt, unveiling a seductive, lacy red push-up bra. With one hand, you delicately squeezed your breasts together, your cheeks flushed crimson as you quickly snap a picture and send it to him. 

Buttoning your shirt, you feel a mixture of excitement and anticipation, as you nervously bit your lip, holding your breath as you observed the three blinking dots in your message thread. You couldn't help but giggle at doing something so risky at your workplace.

Kylian: putain bb chui bandé 🤤 (fuck bb i’m hard) 

Kylian: si tt là ça serait parti en branlette espagnole 😏 (if you were here I would’ve fucked your tits)

You: t dégeulasse 🙄 (youre disgusting)

Kylian: tu m’aimes pareille ❤️ (you love me tho)

You: vrm pas  (not really)

You: envoie moi t seins toi (you send me your tits)

Kylian: jpeux tenvoyer qq chose de mieux 😘 (i’ll send you something better)

Your heart raced with anticipation, a symphony of palpitations echoing in your chest, as you waited impatiently for your husband to send you a picture of himself.

As the picture popped up, you felt liquid heat pool in your panties as your breathing deepened looking at the nude Kylian had sent you. 

The dim lights showed his hand wrapped firmly around his throbbing cock. Your gaze was fixated on the engorged head of his member, a vibrant hue of crimson, as a drop of precum bubbled on top. You could feel yourself throbbing as you feasted on the photo. Waves of pleasure surged through your core, causing your body to pulse with an insatiable hunger.

You: merde kyky ta pas le droit de m’envoyer sa quand tu c ke jpeux rien   faire (shit kyky you can’t just send me this when you know i cant do anything about it)

Kylian: enjoy bb 😘

You: ??

You looked at his message confused, not really sure what he meant. A few minutes later, he sends you a video that ignited a blush so intense it flushed the very roots of your hair.

In the video, he moved with tantalizing slowness, his strong, veiny arms caressing his length with deliberate, seductive strokes. Each movement of his arm drove your senses ablaze. The air around you thickened with the sound of his sinful moans, weaving a symphony of pleasure that sent shivers down your spine.

Your eyes were fixated on the mesmerizing sight, unable to tear themselves away from the erotic scene playing on your small screen. Your breath hitched as he swiped a bead of precum, his fingers glistening with the essence of his desire. 

It was when a primal groan escaped his soft, pink lips with the sound of your name on the tip of his tongue that sent a blast of ecstasy through your body, electrifying every nerve ending with longing.

Unable to contain the building heat within you, you instinctively pressed your thighs together, seeking relief from the persistent throbbing that radiated from your slick core. 

The video was two minutes long, and you were burning up so fast. As you continued to watch the captivating video, your senses became heightened, every nuance and detail etching itself into your memory. The sheer eroticism of the scene, the raw sensuality exuding from his every movement, unleashed a whirlwind of desire within you.

With every gasp and moan that escaped his lips, you felt the reverberations deep within your core. His sinful utterance of your name was like a symphony of passion, intertwining with the symphony of your racing heart. 

As his fingers swept across his velvety skin, spreading the intoxicating precum, the ache between your thighs intensified. The throbbing in your core demanded attention, aching for release. The tension built, and with every second, you grew closer to the precipice of ecstasy.

It was almost a bittersweet torment, because as much as the video set aflame your desire for him, it also intensified the ache of longing for his physical presence. With a final, lingering stroke, the video came to an end, leaving you breathless and craving more. 

You: t vrm cruel kyky (you’re so cruel kyky)

Kylian: 😘😘 mmmhhh jte vois samedi? (mmmhhh see you saturday?)

You: non, viens mtn 🥺  (no, come now)

You: jte veux trop (i need you too much)

Kylian: hahah, tu c ke jpp princesse (hahah you know i can't princess)

Kylian: mais jvai marquer un but pour toi bb (but i’ll score a goal for you bb)

You: t mieux ❤️ 🙄 (you better)

You: jtm booboo ❤️ (ily booboo)

Kylian: jtm fort mon coeur ❤️ (ily so much my heart)

You: tu veux que je t’amène qq chose bb? Je c ke tu vas rester à l'hôtel avant le match au stade (do you want me to bring you something bb? I know you’re staying at a hotel before game at the stadium?)

Kylian: ouii, t seins 🤤 (yess, your boobs)

You: ugh bye 🙄

Your playful exasperation was evident as you bid farewell to the teasing suggestion. The exchange left a lingering sense of anticipation and passion in the air, as you both were eagerly waiting to see each other again. The thought of being in his arms, of holding him and kissing him, made you long for him so bad. Looking at the time, you quickly packed your stuff and rushed home, excited to be with him.

[nixthelapin]

A Jekyll&Hyde type akuma whose power is to bring out a hidden or repressed part of your personality (but like, making two of you instead of switching in one body), and when Chat gets hit suddenly there’s both “normal” Chat (I’ll get to that in a sec) and Cat Walker/Patte de Velours at the same time.

(Cue Ladybug freaking out upon learning they’re the same person)

“Normal” Chat looks the same, but is just a bit more intense (since this is Adrien’s way of “letting loose” to not be how he is as a civilian, he’s not too different, but because of the split he does lose some usual traits). I.e. *heavily* flirting with LB, going at it with the puns, more agressive and impulsive with the akuma, doesnt like following orders (especially with the remaining feelings of anger towards the partnership being put further into question as LB prefers CW), heart on his sleeve

Cat Walker is also not super different to the episode he was in, but is also more intense thanks to the akuma: all business- no nonsense, doesn’t laugh at jokes (even in a “I’ll laugh if you want” way, like in Kuroneko), cordial to LB, follows LB’s orders to a T (to the point of not making his own decisions in battle), calm and collected (almost emotionless, even with that plastered smile)

CN starts to hate CW as the fight goes on, because LB seems to prefer him (and she’s understandably getting annoyed with CN’s impulsivity). CN gets territorial, saying that he’s LB’s partner. CW: “then why did she replace you with me?” (Man, look at all the self hatred in Adrien’s psyche!)

So CN runs off and leaves them alone to fight the akuma. This ticks LB off even more, but she has an akuma to deal with- and she has CW- so she lets him go.

As the fight goes on, some of the same issues from Kuroneko occur, so she also gets frustrated with CW too.

Since he’s acting more extreme than normal (more like someone awaiting orders than a partner due to the Jekyll&Hyde thing), it causes more problems (like him waiting for her decisions leaving openings where he could’ve done something proactive)

She actually blows up at him, asking why he didn’t do anything (“I was waiting for you to tell me the plan!”), and she says he should be able to think on his own, he doesn’t need her to tell him everything, but- “I thought I was just being what you wanted.”

(He’s shocked and genuinely hurt- though it’s still pretty quiet emotion, subdued and apologetic)

And that’s when it clicks for her what becoming CW was back in Kuroneko. He was molding himself for her. And this version of CW is even more of that. She realizes just how much CN suppresses, not just for her, but for everyone- why else would this be a major aspect of his personality?

(Also, Patte de Velours? Velvet Paw? That’s basically saying he’s been declawed. Yikes.)

She makes CN get his butt back to the fight (or she finds him- he may have been doing something while away like talking with someone, maybe Alya or Nino, or Luka). CN and CW argue more, with insults. Then she goes on a whole rant/lecture to them about how important they both are, both to her and to each other, how they are one person, and their traits are both important, but each extreme is not great. Ex: instinct/impulse and service/obedience (the key is self control, so that your emotions aren’t controlling you, but neither is another person). He is allowed to be both! Neither personality is bad, and hating one is just hating himself- he can’t just reject a fundamental part of himself.

She makes them agree to work together to defeat the akuma. It’s awkward at first, but they get a rhythm by seeing where each one is needed in the plan (LB does still do that, but how they follow is more fluid now). Two cataclysms now! Yay! (Maybe they used their powers already and have to de transform, and they see themselves as Adrien- the same one, not different, and it gets through their skulls. Idk I’m spitballing).

They have a quick talk between the two about accepting each other, it won’t be easy, I’m nervous, we’ll be okay (“yeah, I think we will :)”), etc.

Ends with them combining back with the ladybug cure. Surprise! His outfit is combined too! (Honestly, I just want the ponytail with the fluffy hair)

LB and CN have a talk after recharging about everything. CN apologizes for lying about CW and explains why and how he did it. LB didn’t realize how much he hid. She never meant for him to change or hate parts of himself. He thought she didn’t like the CN parts of him, but LB promises that isn’t true. She admits she did get… annoyed, but never hate! She loves both sides of him. Besides, CW didn’t work out that first time, remember? (Though she very much leaves out her intense crushing being the deciding factor there)

CN admits he feels more, well, not whole, exactly, he’s actually still pretty uncertain about what all this means for “who he is,” but… he can at least say he feels less like he has to perform all the time. He loves being Chat Noir, but he is exaggerating a bit when he transforms, in part to be not like his civilian life. He tells her he’s not like that as a civilian, but he’s also not like Cat Walker. But he’s not really sure who “he” is yet. (What I’m getting at is Oblivio!Adrien- dorky, but not over the top, in love, trusts his lady to make the plan, but is still proactive, etc.)

LB says that’s okay, he doesn’t have to figure it out right away. But she’ll be there to help him figure it out.

END

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

The shorter version: Hey could you talk about stone tops more? Or anything like that, people who like giving but not recieving?

The longer version: I’m sort of going through that process of self discovery, I’ve been meaning to ask about it somehow- basically I am sexually attracted to people (I think??), I get aroused, I enjoy masturbating, even talking with my partner about stuff we could do is arousing to me. I enjoy some submissive kinky stuff. Hell, my boyfriend (transmasc, both of us are) recently let me go down on him and it was like a fucking religious experience, I LOVED it, but I find it really difficult to enjoy anything being done directly to /my/ genitals. Like, I can feel the sensations, and they feel good, but I don’t build any arousal, like I can’t get in the mood? I know I’m not, but I do feel fucked up and broken. Spiritually, I want my boyfriend to rail me into next week, but physically I’m afraid there’s like. Something wrong with me, like,, I don’t work??? Idk. I’ve got major anxiety, I’ve got dysphoria, I guess I always figured it was one of those things. There’s only so many times I can feel Way Too Seen by fanfiction about Noted Asexual, Archivist Jonathan Sims before I start to wonder what exactly they’ve hit directly on the head, if that makes sense. I’m not asking you to Diagnose Me Asexual lmaoo but I was wondering about more like… asexual adjacent things? My boyfriend suggested I look into “service top” too. I… don’t feel like a top? I’m very submissive. But I’ve heard it’s not always top= dom, bottom=sub… how can I be a submissive top?

Sorry this is… so much. It’s really been weighing on me. Even if you don’t feel up to answering this I thank you profusely for the sex ed content you’ve been posting lately. Demystifying sex and promoting sexual health is so incredibly important, and even just what I’ve read from you makes a difference in the agency I feel over my sex life.

hi anon,

weeeeeee!!! this is a fun one.

so, first off, I'm just gonna throw this out there: liking the idea of something - for instance, your boyfriend railing you into next week - is not an innate sign that that's something you'd like in real life. I'll jack off to the idea of getting railed like Thomas the Tank Engine, sure, but in real life vaginal penetration has never felt like much of anything to me + I haaaaAAAAaaaate the idea of doing anything with even a teeny tiny slight chance of getting me pregnant. some stuff is fine to stay in the brain!

if you do ever decide to tentatively explore it with your bf, that's also fine and wonderful, but let's focus on what we know about your likes right now. you don't want to get fucked (awesome) but you like going down (also awesome). none of that means you are or aren't asexual, btw, there are loads of asexuals in the world who love to get railed and hate going down and also feel every possible way about every other possible array of sex acts. you're only asexual if you want to be, keep that in mind.

you're also only stone or a service top or whatever else if you want to be. words exist to be useful, not as an innate ontological truth to discover within yourself. personally I think it's waaaaay more important for people to refine their sense of likes, dislikes, communication, and boundary-setting than finding the exact right word for their particular cup of tea.

as long as we're talking about terminology, let's get into dom/sub and top/bottom. you're absolutely correct that they're not interchangeable, whatever the hooligans on various hellsites would have you believe. dom and sub are terms for power exchange play, when two people enact a power differential in which one partner is consensually given a great deal of control over the other, be it physically, psychologically, financially, or what have you. top/bottom simply refer to who is acting vs who is being acted upon during a sexual act; while some people identify intensely as either a top or a bottom, it's also a simple matter for those roles to switch on a dime depending on what kind of sex you're into. it's completely possible to have sex without designating anyone the top or bottom, and I'd argue that most people have sex without there actually being a dom or sub involved.

so can dom bottom, or a sub top? of course; people can mix and match whatever pieces of sexuality they want in their own explorations. a dom can boss their sub around like a little servant, giving them extremely detailed instructions about exactly how to rail them, and perhaps punish them (in the fun consensual way, obviously) if they fail to meet those expectations and don't get their dom off the way that was wanted. you can, and I cannot possibly emphasize this enough, do whatever you want forever.

a service top, incidentally, is generally considered a separate thing from a dom (which is not to say they can't overlap!) in that a service top isn't always dominating, but is topping because they enjoy getting their partner off in whatever way they like. the overlap of service tops and folks who are stone is notable!

in your particular case I would recommend not worrying so much about which of these terms, if any, are the correct one for you and focus way ore on exploring and playing with your partner to find a rhythm that works well for the two of you. doms, subs, tops, and bottoms all have something useful to teach people about how they like intimacy, but there's no rush to figure out which category, if any, you fit in. just focus on what's fun and feels good to you and toss the rest.

[cripplecharacters]

I would like to know what you think of magical aids for disablilities in a fantasy setting! Things like: A prosthetic that is enchanted to be capable of fine movements. A wheelchair that can levitate. Hearing aids that are powered by a user's innate magic. Blind people with animal familiars that have a magical connection that allows the person to see through the animals eyes. Thank you!

Hi,

I think that magical aids, in general, can be interesting! But the few options you listed point to some issues.

First of all, the blind person magically seeing - don't do this. There's no point in having a disabled character just to make them abled. Consider this post by blindbeta instead, where they go over fantasy/fictional guide animals. Your blind character shouldn't be able to see, that's just disability erasure.

The same point applies to the prosthetic - is magic just the in-universe excuse to give someone a Cool Robot Arm/Leg that is technically a prosthetic but has little in common with the real world equivalent? I recommend going through our #prosthetics tag, but the two important posts you might want to consider: this on upper limb prosthetics, and this on lower limb ones for what people with amputations actually want - and yes, there are major differences between those two kinds of prostheses outside of being different limbs.

As a cane user, I would enjoy a magical cane that can fit into my pocket when I need it to, or one that I could summon out of thin air when my leg or back decide to make me barely able to walk when I'm out. But to be honest, I'm rather boring and to me, it's important that these fantasy/sci-fi equivalents don't turn a cane unusable in other ways. Prime example, canes with those awful "doorknob" handles... that takes me out of the story more than a teleporting cane. Or those canes with swords hidden in them (opinions heavily differ here, me personally I'm not a fan), like structural stability of the thing aside, if I'm using the cane then I'm definitely not in a condition where I could swing a sword, lol…

A cane that doesn't need changing the damn tip so often, or self-cleans every time I step into something gross would be great too. Or maybe one that is harmless to the user but bites people who touch it without asking!

mod Sasza

I don’t love the idea of a wheelchair that can levitate. Why should disabled people have to change our aids rather than the world becoming more accessible. Don’t get me wrong! There are still fun things you can do with wheelchairs in fantasy. For example a wheelchair with a spell that makes terrain (grass rocks etc.) a typical wheelchair would have trouble navigating flat. A power-chair that doesn’t use a battery but some other form of magic etc. I would challenge you to get creative and think outside of just levitation!

Mod Patch

I love the thought of magic aids. I agree with Sasza of the aspect of aids automatically cleaning themselves or having parts that you don't have to replace constantly. I know for me wiping down my wheelchair was always a hassle and the rubber handles on my breaks wore down constantly (my dog ate them one time) and were very hard to use with wrist that easily subluxed.

Aids that are battery powered running on magic or some other fantasy power source as a sorta battery would be so cool. A Port that magically accesses/de-accesses itself at the person's will? Oxygen Cannulas that never need changing/change themselves? A VP Shunt automatically adjusting its pressures to what the person needs? So many endless things you can do with them!

Mod Virus

I’m not entirely sure what is meant by hearing aids powered by innate magic. If that means never having to deal with replacing the batteries, sign me up! If it means anything other than that, I want more information on what exactly it entails.

Magic aids that function the same as not having a disability at all are erasure, plain and simple.

Mod Rock

[avelera]

Mostly buried this in the tags of my next OFMD meta reblog down from this post but…. I don’t think Ed is going to apologize for his Kraken era and I don’t think the narrative is going to demand that he does.

I saw a couple posts expressing eagerness for Ed’s inevitable “apology tour” after he wakes up and I just fundamentally don’t think that’s going to happen. I could easily be wrong. But at most I think we might get a few mumbled, shamefaced apologies. If you expect him to grovel before Lucius and the crew, imo, that’s just not going to happen and here’s why:

- the narrative morality of OFMD has NEVER been encouraging its characters to become “good” people. The story is about finding love and acceptance during a midlife crisis. It’s about following your bliss. The highest moral demand it makes of its characters is to be true to themselves, not to become Good People. It’s a pirate comedy. It doesn’t care about murder. It cares about being true to yourself and your desire to be a pirate. Everything goes well when people follow their bliss. It falls apart when narrative defining main characters like Stede or Ed do what they think they should do instead of what makes them happy.

- Emotional pain has always been more important, more impactful, than physical pain in the show. Ed’s bad behavior (to put it lightly) was an expression of his emotional pain. Simply put, the narrative isn’t going to ask him to apologize for his emotional pain.

- Stede, the main driver of the narrative, DOES apologize because his actions led to Ed’s emotional pain (in his mind) and again, narrative pain is weighted more than physical pain in this show. Also, life is cheap, if you’re not a main character. This is still a pirate story. Murder is not treated as a sin.

- Ed is proud. Taika is proud. Both rightfully so one would argue, they’ve accomplished a great deal. Ed’s got a bit of Taika in that, actually more than a bit. It’s clear Taika puts a lot of himself into Ed. My gut tells me that Ed/Taika is just not going to grovel an apology. That’s just not his style. Mumbled self-conscious apologies because he feels he should is one thing. But deep sincere apology tours? Not gonna happen. He won’t abase himself like that (Ed OR Taika)

- The person he arguably hurt most directly, Izzy, hurt Ed IMMENSELY at the end of S1. Arguably more than Lucius, the majority of whose pain came from what happened after he was pushed overboard. But Izzy Ed personally tortured, and he did it because Izzy threatened to murder Ed if Ed didn’t climb back into the suffocating closet of Izzy’s expectations for him. Ed is not going to apologize to Izzy. Izzy got exactly what he deserved in physical pain after the emotional pain he dealt Ed, narratively speaking.

- I’m not talking real world morals, to be clear. Or even what the various Izzy or Ed fans THINK the other deserves, where the fans think the fault truly lies and who owes what to whom.

- What I’m saying is, in the OFMD world where emotional pain matters more than physical maiming, the narrative isn’t going to ASK Ed to apologize to Izzy for maiming him after what Izzy did at the end of S1 and Izzy getting his comeuppance for it. And that’s because they hurt each other equally, emotionally. They’re even now. Izzy lashed out and emotionally destroyed Ed during a vulnerable moment. Ed took his leg. They’re done. The way forward is for them to separate and get their toxicity out of each others life or find a new way forward with new understanding of each other as they become entirely new people after their respective ordeals. But as far as the pain they’ve dealt each other, there’s no debt. They’ve both hurt each other beyond the point of apology being anything but a false display.

Again, I could be totally wrong. Joke’s on me if ep. 4 opens with Ed on his knees crying and apologizing to everyone he hurt. But I just cannot picture that happening. And I don’t think OFMD is the kind of story that will demand it.

[rubyreduji]

The Valentine's Day Date — hvc

summary: the guys are determined to find vernon a date for valentine’s day

tags: fluff, college!au, gn!reader wc: 2.8k an: i don’t personally have a v-day date so i get to write abt kpop boys instead lol. this whole story is just brain vomit so it probably doesn’t make sense or anything and that’s okay lol i hope you still like it

“So Vernon, what are your plans in two weeks?”

“Two weeks?” Vernon looks up from his spot on the couch to his roommate who is staring at him expectantly. 

“Valentine’s Day? It’s in a few days. Do you have plans?” Jeonghan continues to press.

“No? Why would I have plans?”

“Because I have plans and need you out of the apartment,” Jeonghan says and Vernon finally gets it. “Preferably until morning.”

“Until morning? What am I supposed to do?” Vernon finally turns his full attention to Jeonghan. It’s a well known fact in their friend group that Vernon is the “Single One” out of them and on top of that he likes to spend time with at home rather than going out. 

“I don’t know, maybe go on a date? It is going to be Valentine’s Day.” Jeonghan just shrugs and walks away, his business settled. Vernon just huffs and sinks further into the couch. Some roommate he has.

“I heard you were on the lookout for a date for Valentine’s Day,” Seungkwan opens with as he sits down next to his best friend in the dining hall.

“Jeonghan wants me to find a date so I can get out of the apartment for him. I’m probably just going to spend the night in the studio or the library or something.”

“The studio? The library? Since when have you turned into Jihoon and Wonwoo? Let me help you find a date. It will be fun,” Seungkwan says.

“I don’t know Kwan…”

“It will be perfect I promise!” With that Seungkwan jumps up and runs off, despite just sitting down moments before. Vernon shakes his head.

He loves his friends, he really does, but he doesn’t see what the big deal is. Valentine’s Day is a day for people who are already dating, not for single guys like him. It’s been years since Vernon has even gone on a real date. He’s not sure what to do or say or wear or if he even wants to date anyone.

He can’t remember the last crush he even had. He’s been busy with classes and work and music. No one had caught his eye recently either. Sure he thinks people are cute, like the guy who serves him coffee on Tuesday mornings, or the girl who sits behind him in Music Theory, but that’s just aesthetic attraction. He’s fine with Jeonghan wanting the apartment alone, but he doesn’t get why everyone is now so determined to get him a date as well.

What happens if he doesn’t like them? Or the date goes terrible? He doesn’t want to ruin some poor person’s night.

“Hey Hansol.” Vernon turns to see you taking the seat next to his.

“Oh hey Y/N.” You two share a couple classes. Your majors overlap quite a few courses. You’re one of the only people who call him Hansol, just because that’s how he introduced himself freshman year before he started to go by his middle name.

“Are you okay?” You ask and Vernon gives you a strange look back. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry. You just look a bit…troubled? Sorry, I don’t know if that’s rude to say.” Vernon likes you. You’re quick to the point but still considerate of others. You have good ideas but still make sure to consider Vernon’s less good ideas. Vernon wouldn’t call you his friend, but probably just the step below.

“Oh, no, I’m fine. My friends are just prying into my life.” Vernon lets out a huff. “They want me to find a date for Valentine’s.”

“Oh. Do you not want a date?”

“Not really? I’m just not big on going out. It’s also been a while since I’ve been on a date so I wouldn’t even know what to do. I mean Valentine’s Day is just another day when you’re single,” Vernon tells you.

“I don’t think so. Anyone can enjoy Valentine’s Day, because well, everyone deserves love. It doesn’t have to be romantic. Platonic love and self life are just as important,” you explain. “I make my friends treats for Valentine’s Day and then usually do something for me in the evening.”

Vernon’s never really thought of it that way. Maybe that’s why he likes you. You just bring a pleasant energy everywhere you go.

“Anyways,” you start again. “I sat down to ask you if you were in class yesterday. I had to miss and was wondering what we went over.”

Now that Vernon thinks about it, yeah you weren’t in class. “Oh yeah. The professor basically just rambled on for the whole class.” Vernon spends the rest of his lunch catching you up in class and letting himself forget about the date.

“I think I’ve found you a date!” Vernon’s not sure how all of his friends have heard about this date thing but they have and now all twelve of them are in the search for him. Whether he wants them to or not.

This is the fourth option that they’ve brought up in the past two days. Vernon just stares at Mingyu, waiting for him to continue his nonsense.

“There’s this person in my marketing class. They’re real pretty, has fluffy brown hair and smooth looking skin.”

“Anything else?” Vernon is getting tired of these vague descriptions of people who he’s never met. You’d think his friends could at least talk about their personalities or something that would interest Vernon.

“Guys, the search is over!” Jeonghan says as he walks into the room. “Vernon I bagged you a date with the most wanted bachelorette on campus. Eight o’clock you’re going to go pick her up and take her out for dinner, and after that maybe she’ll invite you back to her place if you know what I mean. I get laid, you get laid, all is well.”

“The most wanted bachelorette?” Vernon doesn’t even want to touch on the fact that Jeonghan made the date without even consulting with Vernon first.

“Yep! You know Haerin? That’s your date.” Jeonghan looks proud of himself as he looks over at Vernon. Vernon doesn’t feel as excited.

He knows who Haerin is. Nothing against her, she’s just not particularly his type. She’s pretty but her personality isn’t as much and in the few interactions they’ve had, it seems they have nothing to talk about. Vernon can’t cancel the date now that it’s made though. Especially not on Valentine’s Day. Vernon doesn’t say anything to Jeonghan as he gets up to go to class.

When he walks in he notices that you’re here today, sitting where you normally do with two of your friends. Or at least Vernon thinks you guys are friends, you always sit next to each other in class and talk.

Vernon kind of wants to tell you about the date. He’s not sure why. To complain to someone who’s not in his friend group? Because you two were discussing it the other day? Maybe Vernon just wants a reason to talk to you. He wouldn’t mind becoming actual friends with you.

Class starts though and Vernon has to take his seat. He forgets he even wanted to speak with you until it’s almost the end of class and the professor is telling everyone to get into pairs of two. Vernon’s eyes scan the class. He’s not really friends with anyone here, but then he glances towards you. Your eyes meet his just at the right moment and you smile at him and he nods.

You grab your things before moving to where he’s sitting. “Thanks. Those two wanted to be partners so I was hoping I’d find someone else I can tolerate.”

“Well I’m glad I’m tolerable,” Vernon chuckles. “Speaking of tolerable, you know that uh, Valentine’s Day date I was talking about the other day?” You nod. “My roommate set me up with someone. Haerin.”

“Cho Haerin?” You look a bit surprised.

“Yeah. I’m honestly still not that excited about it, I was kind of expecting to spend the night in the library, but I still want to give her a good night. Have some fun at least,” Vernon says.

“That’s nice of you,” you hum. “Now how do you want to split up this project?” 

It turns out that you also share a couple classes with Jihoon as well so Vernon finds himself sitting in the studio with both of you as you and Jihoon go over classwork you were given. You’re discussing lyric analysis about some love songs your professor gave you.

“These songs are so cheesy,” Jihoon complains.

“I think it’s cute,” you reply back as you jot something down in your notebook. “What do you think Hansol?”

“About what?”

“Love songs.”

“Oh. I don’t know, it depends on the song. They’re not really the genre I listen to though,” Vernon replies.

“If things go well with Haerin, who knows,” Jihoon teases. “Maybe you’ll become an everyday love song fanatic.”

Vernon rolls his eyes. He’s honestly tired hearing about his Valentine’s Day plans with Haerin. Jeonghan made all of the preparations, all he actually has to do is show up. 

“Y/N what are your plans for Valentine’s Day?” Jihoon turns to you.

“Me? Oh I don’t have any plans. I’m probably just going to watch a movie in my apartment or something,” you say with a shrug. “I’ll go get discount candies the day after.”

“Maybe we’ll have to set you up with a date too,” Jihoon says.

You snort. “Yeah I think I’m good. Anyways what are your plans Jihoon? Sitting your studio all day?”

“Haha,” Jihoon deadpans. “For your information I have a date.”

That starts a conversation with you and Jihoon (mostly you teasing him) and Vernon sits and watches. Recently he’s been spending more time with you and he wonders why you two haven’t been closer before. You’re easy to be around and you flow well with all of his friends. Vernon’s not a very social person so he doesn’t make many friends outside of the ones he has, but he’s glad you two are getting closer. It’s also nice to be around people who aren’t his normal twelve friends who are more bothersome than anything.

It’s been a while since Vernon’s clicked so quickly with someone but you two just make sense. Vernon thinks about how you mentioned friendships are also an important factor in people’s lives and it makes him grateful to have you.

So all that friendship Vernon was thinking about the other day? Bullshit.

Vernon has a fat fucking crush on you and now it’s Valentine’s Day and he has a date with someone else.

It really hit him out of nowhere. You two were in your apartment, watching a movie, when you started to hum along with the soundtrack and Vernon realized he…really enjoyed it. Not just your humming but just you in general. He gets that it’s cheesy and ridiculous and that he’s everything but a romantic but he’s somehow fallen for you in the matter of two weeks and it’s driving him crazy.

“Hansol.” Vernon looks up to see you staring at him from across the table. “I asked you a question.” You two are working on your project together in one of the music buildings on campus.

“Sorry, what was it?”

“You’re distracted,” you say, instead of repeating your question. “Is it about your date tonight?”

“Uhm, yeah.” Technically he’s not lying. “Sorry, I know I should be working on the project.”

“No it’s okay, I get your mind is somewhere else. So what are the plans for your date tonight? You haven’t talked about it much.”

“I’m supposed to take her out for dinner and then afterward we’ll probably go see a late night movie or something.” Vernon doesn’t feel very comfortable sharing this information with you but he doesn’t want to be rude either.

“That sounds fun. Are you excited? Nervous?”

“Uhm…I’m not sure. I’m kind of just doing this for Jeonghan but I still want to let Haerin have a good night, you know.”

“You’re a good guy Hansol. What you’re doing is very sweet,” you smile at him.

Vernon doesn’t get it. He doesn’t get how you can be so sweet and perfect and supportive but not see how miserable he is on the inside. He has half the mind to just tell you now and cancel the date with Haerin. The only hold back is…you’re right. He’s too good of a guy to do that to her.

“We should get back to work,” Vernon says to you and you drop the subject, happy to get back on task. 

It’s not until a few hours later when you two have taken your third break of the day and are now talking about PopTart flavors when you look down at your phone.

“I think you have somewhere to be,” you tell him before turns your phone to show it’s 6:00.

Vernon sighs. He knows. There’s no chance he can stand up the Cho Haerin, but a part of him also doesn’t want to part with you. He wishes he could just spend the whole night with you.

“I’ll finish this up later, don’t worry about me,” you continue. Vernon’s not worried about you, rather himself.

Vernon slowly packs up himself with the hopes he can stall a bit longer, maybe even walk out with you. You on the other hand are quickly packing up your things. “Hey Y/N-”

“Have a good night Hansol,” you cut him off, not hearing him. You give Vernon’s arm a quick squeeze before leaving the room.

Vernon huffs and continues packing up his things so he can rush home and get ready, trying his best not to think about you as he does.

Haerin is…nice. She’s nice, but she’s also very much not his type. He’s not sure why she agreed to go out with him because ever since he picked her up she seems to be uninterested. She’s polite but not much engagement beyond that.

“So, what are you thinking about getting?” Vernon asks her as they look over the menu.

“I’m not sure,” she mutters. She shifts in her seat and looks down at her phone for maybe the fifth time since they’ve sat down.

Vernon sighs. “You know, you don’t have to be here if you don’t want to be.”

“Could you really tell?” Haerin asks, guilt written all over her face.

“A little bit. It’s okay I also don’t exactly want to be here either. No offense.”

“No, none taken at all. Jeonghan and I are friends and he asked me to go out on this date when really all I wanted to do was go out with my friends and I felt bad saying no so-”

“You don’t have to explain anymore,” Vernon chuckles lightly. “You’re free to go, don’t worry about me at all.”

Haerin just smiles at him and they quickly tell the waiter they don’t need to order and leave. Vernon drops Haerin off at the club where his friends are. When she’s out of the car Vernon sighs. He can’t go back to his apartment, so what should he do?

He’s tempted to just call you up and ask if you are free, but he decides against it. Instead he drives to the campus and pulls up to the library. Thankfully their library has 24 hour study rooms that he can hide in until morning. 

Vernon parks his car and grabs his backpack from his back seat before heading in and settling down at a table. He pulls up the project you two were working on only to find you finished it earlier. Of course you did, you’re said you would.

Vernon’s wracking his brain on what he can do to pass time when he hears someone approaching. When he looks up his heart flutters a bit.

“Hi.” There you are, standing in front of him with a bag of food in one hand and your backpack slung over your shoulder. 

“Uhm, hi.”

You move so you can set the food and your bag down before taking the open seat across from Vernon. “I was hoping you’d be here. Not that I was hoping your date with Haerin would go bad but…well I kind of did.”

“You did?”

“I like you Hansol. I have for a while honestly so I was super happy when we started to get close but then you were going on your date with Haerin but you didn’t seem excited so when you said that you were originally planning on being in the library all night I was hoping you’d just call off the date and come and well I didn’t want you to be alone on Valentine’s Day so-”

“Y/N,” Vernon cuts off your rambling, “You brought this food for me?”

“Yeah. I was hoping we could just…have a date here. That is if you don’t mind me being your date tonight.”

“No, of course not, I don’t mind at all.” Vernon reaches across the table and grabs your hand in his. “I’m actually very happy it’s you,” he assures you, and he swears the smile you shoot him lights up the whole room. Maybe Jeonghan was right about finding a Valentine’s Day date.

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Lenore’s shot through the head theory.

OKAY. Thank you to that ONE PERSON that asked me for this theory (I love you please don’t leave) because I was literally vibrating trying to hold it in.

For this one, we have one major piece of evidence.

THIS PANEL

So here’s where the theory comes into play. This is from the very first episode, where Annabel gaslight gatekeep girlboss Lee meets Lenore ignore instigate ignite Vandernacht (if I spelled it wrong please correct me) meet each other. This panel is exactly from when Annabel and Lenore first enter the academy.

The question is…

Why is the line through Lenore’s head?

We know that it’s common for art or anything of the kind to have a line resembling a heartbeat around the heart when dealing with a stressful and/or important situation. So why is it through her head? Wouldn’t it be through her heart?

Before I answer that, we have another piece of evidence. When Annabel manifested, the deans and professor maid doll informed the audience that she was a lady in white. This specter is a result of a bride being killed/betrayed on her wedding day. And we also know that Annabel, provided with context clues as well, was shot through the heart on her wedding day. Her cause of death, a heart shaped hole literally in her chest with a red crystal to symbolise her heart if it was there. Lenore also killed her past self (see my previous theory for that explanation) and began a new life as Leo, and use this identity to be with and marry Annabel. We see this intention when Lenore puts the sheet music for Annabel’s song she had requested, and the ring(box).

Lenore had a gun in her suitcase, her belongings when she arrived. BUT I am NOT saying that Lenore killed Annabel, but suggesting that Annabel was assassinated on their wedding day by someone close to them, either causing Lenore to shoot herself through the head out of grief from her dead fiancé, or spending her last moments desperately trying to save Annabel, after she was shot, from bleeding out and dying, then being shot in the head herself by the same person. This would be Lenore’s cause of death, and perhaps her specter may relate to this instead.

This would also have the symbolism of the saying/metaphor that heart and mind go hand in hand. As we see in many many episodes, Lenore mainly acts on impulse and emotion, heart. While Annabel thinks more things through and usually has a plan, mind, however this can be visa versa and switch between the both of them, seeing as they both have a sort of trading in controlling and hiding their emotions. While they are both sorta mentally ill while they were alive, Annabel has the heart while Lenore has the mind. This would trace back to Annabel being shot through the heart, and Lenore being shot through the head. Both of them dying on their wedding day, and living on together in the afterlife and possibly rebirth.

We love some poetic gays.

Lastly, I am not a fast pass user so I do not know what’s going on after the hiatus and I’m crying about have to wait for a month. If I spelled anything differently it’s because I’m australian and use aus english. Again, I love responding to you all, please leave an ask even if it’s just the smallest thing you want me to see. Don’t be afraid, it makes my day. Till we meet again.

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Pt.1 (you’re here!) | Pt. 2

Warnings: none apart from rusty Minecraft knowledge 😓

This was incredibly fun to write!!! Azul’s part was written first (if that matters lol)

Riddle Rosehearts

“You want me to what? Play a game with… blocks in it? Surely a game of cards would suffice???”

Ace probably put him on/ introduced this game to him let’s be honest

He is completely new to the blocky word of Minecraft. He has A LOT to learn.

“These game mechanics are quite… interesting”

Riddle’s a quick learner give him a few gaming sessions, and he’ll be right on his feet!

Too bad he’s not really taken with the game. If someone asks to play with him, depending on the day and how busy he was he would say yes. But playing of his own violation? You would probably find Trey burning a pie before that would happen. (A very very unlikely circumstance)

Depending on who teaches and plays with him he could become an extremely different player lol

Minecraft sort of has like these unspoken ‘rules’, I wonder if he’d follow them to a tee, he most likely would and not leave any rule for leeway. (This probably makes Ace pull strands off his own scalp)

His inventory is SOOOO organized. You will never catch him lacking in terms of inventory “cleanliness”

The task he hates the most: Finding his stuff after dying.

The problem at hand here isn’t figuring out where his stuff is it’s the process of traveling that far just to retrieve the stuff he’s lost, if that makes sense

The task he loves the most: Adventuring.

The tasks that he likes and dislikes both go hand in hand together lol.

The reason for this is simple: Riddle often finds himself exploring very far away from his spawn point, so going to the place he died all over again is a waste of time to him.

He remembers every turn he took, and every mountain he scaled, so finding exactly where his items are isn’t a big deal.

In his mind, the time spent to retrieve said items could have been used to explore more of the world.

About the SMP idea, I actually don’t know what he’d be like… he most likely wouldn’t even be that different at all apart from interacting with other people in the server.

For his score, I shall give him a 6/10.

Leona Kingscholar

He doesn’t log on/j

Hmmm Leona Kingscholar himself, how would he be as a Minecraft player???

A part of me is leaning towards Ruggie doing majority of the stuff for him…

BUT, the other part is thinking, bro is incapable of finishing Minecraft

He probably has like 30+ unfinished worlds just sitting there, the reason being is that he gets bored of certain aspects of Minecraft quite quickly.

It seems quite repetitive and boring to him (well no duh, you have like a bajillion unfinished worlds-?!??!)

All the things that he does in his world (read:worlds) is quite simple.

A simple house, next to a simple farm with a simple mining structure. You see where I’m going with this…

The task he hates the most: chest organization

Ah, yes. The leading cause of what leads to him taking a break from Minecraft yet again…

He cannot find anything. He always promises himself that the next time he logs on to his world he will organize all his chests. That never ends up happening. The moment he needs to craft something important he’s shifting through all the 20+ chests he has. Yet he’s not finding the items that he needs.

Poor guy… if only this turmoil wasn’t self inflicted 😔

The task he loves the most: None. I feel like there’s not a particular task that he enjoys doing, y’know?

He probably enjoys those challenges with stipulations. The ones that are like ‘completing Minecraft with only one heart’ ‘completing Minecraft by walking in a single line’

THOSE challenges

SMP time: he’s crafty, very crafty, extremely crafty

He’s like Azul when it comes to SMP’s but the only difference is that people will do favors for him without even realizing they are helping him.

Like other people on the server are wondering where all his materials are coming from even though he never logs on…

It’s coming from the more gullible players on the server, I fear

Y’know those SMP series on youtube, Leona’s the type to disappear from the server after a few episodes. Bro has vanished by episode 5, if not 10.

For his rating, I’ll give him a 5.5/10 playing in his own world(s). But when it comes to SMP’s? 7/10 I love the craftiness 👍.

Azul Ashengrotto

I could see him THRIVING in an SMP. Imagine something with me: The twst cast all in one giant server, Azul? He is striking deals left and right and leaving people in his service.

Oh? Whats this? You need at least 9 stacks of a specific block that is extremely hard to find? Azul has you covered! Just make sure you’re prepared for whatever he may have in stock for you in the future…

He also strikes me as a builder y’know? He probably finds it therapeutic to build and complete large structures either in creative or survival. A castle, an office building heck even the Mostro Longue. You name it, he’ll enjoy building it.

He’s never once defeated the Ender Dragon… he almost came close to defeating it but then the game crashed on him. This left him quite upset and he refuses to fight ‘that stupid dragon again’ (his words not mine)

The task he hates the most: mining

He as a character hates leaving stuff up to chance right? If there’s a certified way to achieve a goal Azul is all about that.

(That one vignette or chat with Idia in it has me gagged 😭)

Guess what mining is about?

That’s right, chance!!!

There’s nothing that drains him more (as a Minecraft player) than walking around a cave system looking for a particular ore and not finding it. Don’t even get him started on strip mining…

The task he loves the most: chest organization. I don’t even know how to explain this but I just feel like he takes pride in having all his materials organized in a specific way. It’s soothing to him? Idk man

Overall a good player I’d give him a 7.5/10

[hii-hawaiiu]

Bored

Pairings: Sirius x Reader

Summary: Sirius Black is so full of himself and Y/N seems to be tired of it.

wc: 965

A/n : posting it at 1 am rn (a girls gotta do what she gotta do) angst?? kinda?? idk its more like arguments and all nevertheless i hope you all enjoy!! don’t be shy to leave some likes/comments/reblogs or all three idm

Why don't we

Call it for what it is?

Can't remember the last time we kissed

And it tickled my heart

I think that it's best that we spend time apart

I just yawn

Listening to you

Talk about yourself again

And again

“And then, I managed to close that major deal with the goblins,” he said with a smirk. “I don't know why everyone thought it was impossible, but I did it, of course! no one could refuse someone as charming as me.”

Sirius sat in his chair, leaning back with a pompous air surrounding him. He was recounting yet again his latest achievements to Y/N, his tone laced with arrogance as he boasted about himself again and again.

Y/N let out a yawn struggling to keep a neutral expression, her patience wearing thin with each word that came out of his mouth.

Y/N sat in silence as Sirius droned on about himself, feeling a familiar sense of boredom wash over her.

She couldn't take it any longer. "I'm bored siri," she blurted out, her voice betraying her feigned interest.

Sirius looked at her, a baffled expression on his face. "What do you mean, you're bored?" he asked, clearly annoyed that she had interrupted his monologue.

Y/N sighed. "I mean, I'm bored of this. Of always listening to you talk about yourself, and never once asking me anything about myself."

Sirius scowled, clearly offended by her remark. "Well, excuse me for trying to share my life with you," he said sarcastically.

Y/N rolled her eyes. "It's not about sharing your life, it's about listening to mine as well. This conversation is always one-sided, with you doing all the talking," she explained, her frustration growing.

Sirius huffed, clearly not used to receiving criticism. "So what exactly do you want me to say then?" he snapped back.

Y/N felt the anger bubbling up inside her. "Maybe try asking me how my day went or what I did, instead of just talking about yourself over and over again," she suggested through gritted teeth.

Sirius rolled his eyes, clearly not appreciating her feedback. "You're being ridiculous," he retorted. "I talk about my life because it's important, and you're supposed to be interested in it."

Y/N's patience had reached its limit. "And what about me? Doesn't my life matter too?" she shot back, her voice rising.

You followed me out and said, "Darling, don't leave"

Your passionate monologue woke up the street

"I'll marry you someday, you're perfect for me"

I got in my car just to drown out your plea

Y/N stood up abruptly, the sound of her chair scraping against the floor echoed through the room. She had had enough of Sirius' self-centeredness and knew that she couldn't bear to sit through another minute of his boastful chatter.

“oh come on! Y/N! Darling, you know I don't mean it that way!” He yelled/exclaimed as soon as she stood up waving an arm in the air as if to express his sorry.

“Look, I'm sorry darling, I love you, you know that right?” He voiced out his concern, outstretching his hand as if he's begging her to stay, “I’m sorry, love, please,” his voice began to shake.

She stormed out of his flat, slamming the door behind her. She couldn't believe how far their relationship had deteriorated, how he’s so self possessed. How he was so charming at first but now just the thought of him makes her depressed.

He followed her out and said, "Darling, don't leave," his passionate monologue woke up the street “I’ll marry you someday, you’re perfect for me”

She quickened her pace, feeling irritated at his attempts to win her back with empty promises and sweet nothings. She got into her car just to drown at his plea.

As Y/N sat in her car, engine running, she could make out Sirius' voice through the closed windows. He continued to speak, his words barely audible over the sound of the engine.

"Y/N, please listen to me!" he shouted, banging on the passenger window. "I know I've messed up, but please, please don't leave."

Y/N refused to look at him, keeping her gaze fixed straight ahead. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white with the force of her grip.

Sirius continued to talk, his words blurring together in a jumble of pleading and desperation. "I promise to change, Y/N. I'll listen to you more, I'll value your thoughts and feelings. Just please, don't go."

“I can’t do this anymore, Sirius” Y/N's words echoed in Sirius' ears, silencing his pleas. He stood outside the car, his shoulders slumped in defeat, as he absorbed the weight of her statement.

"You can't do this anymore? With me?" he repeated incredulously, trying to comprehend her meaning.

“yes, we’re done Sirius, I’m done”

As Y/N drove away from Sirius, her mind and heart were in turmoil. Every mile she put between them felt like a weight lifting off her shoulders, but at the same time, it felt like a dagger lodged in her heart.

Once she reached her own apartment, she parked the car and buried her head in her hands. The tears she had been holding back since the night before came streaming down her face, and she couldn't stop the sobs that racked her body.

With her forehead against the steering wheel, she let out a strangled cry, the pain and exhaustion finally taking over.

Cause I'm bored (bored)

Bored of this love, oh, I'm bored (bored)

Bored of this talk, and

Maybe you're just way too vain to be interesting

Baby, keep talkin' but nobody's listening

Don't mean to walk out the door

But, baby, I'm bored, oh

[mirandimoo]

once again thinking about how aki’s character is one of, if not the most tragic character i have come across in any media i have ever consumed in my life.

like guys you don’t understand, i’m not saying this from a ‘csm stan’ pov or anything i’m saying it from a literary standpoint AND as a media production major like yes objectively speaking he is the most tragic of tragic characters i have ever come across in any story. like from his childhood to his adult life it was all hell and trauma and after spending his whole life with nothing to dedicate himself to other than revenge, he finally found something worth protecting in denji and power so much so that the thing he spent his whole life chasing after suddenly didn’t matter because he had a little family now and that was enough for him. going through all of this only to then become the very thing you feared the worst and to be taken out by the hands of the person you cared for the most in the world. afterwards there’s no one to properly mourn you, aside from the one who took your life. everyone else is gone and the guy you cared so deeply for that you were willing to give up your life’s mission to protect has to now navigate the world with your blood on his hands, forever stained by the regret of not only killing you, but never even getting to say a proper goodbye. he’s had so much thrown onto him now that he doesn’t have time to properly grieve you and power. but no, for him your death is even worse than hers in retrospect. because there’s still a small glimmer of hope, no matter how faint, that some day she’ll come back. and that hope is so important to hold on tightly to, it’s enough of a reason to keep moving forward, to keep living. but you… oh you. for you there is no coming back. no second chances, no glimmer of hope for a happy ending. just pain. just death, anger, and so much pain. so instead of grieving properly and moving on, he’ll forever be stuck in this limbo of self hate, grief, and guilt that’ll end up with him just hurting himself physically and mentally over and over and over again. sort of how you acted in your own life... it’s kind of ironic is it not? that even in death all you do is hurt those you love, and not only fail to protect them, but deal them a fate even worse by actively being the reason they hurt. a fate worse than death it seems. and although when told it, you didn’t want to believe it, you honestly did die in the worst possible way imaginable.

[em-writes-stuff-sometimes]

I’ll always love the whole daemon discourse regarding his love/loyalty towards viserys & rhaenyra. There’s no doubt that he doesn’t want the throne for himself…maybe initially at first but not anymore but it’s just that he’s so brazen, relentless, merciless & ruthless (also idiotic bc my dude, you hired the most laziest & idiotic people to do your bidding like what?? How can you be shocked that it didn’t go your way…when has anything go your way, my love but anyways..) and because he goes about anything that way, it causes a mistrust from viserys & rhaenyra (within good reason imo like I can’t say that their mistrust in daemon is irrational & unfair bc damn, that mf is not greatest at executing his plans). He is such a wild card that you never know what to expect of him and his reasonings but he is valid for feeling casted aside from Viserys and ofc his fear of being casted aside increases now that rhaenyra has grown up and is more aware of daemon’s erratic & chaotic nature but daemon, my love, I’m going to hold your hand when I say this…..THERES A WAY TO GO ABOUT IT, DUMDUM. there’s a right way and your way, my dude, is not the right way like damn. Ofc, rhaenyra is going to look at you different bc your “mistake” consisted a poor innocent baby being struck down in HER name but Rhaenyra, you also should’ve know that everything he does from that point on (even though it’s stupid as fuck) is all for you, he loves you. He wants you..not the throne. All of the mfs needs therapy like I get a headache just watching this as viewer. Imagine actually having to deal with the fuck shit mess of a family…take me out now like 😂 but anyway, what do you think?

Yeah, it’s so very interesting to unpack the character! Daemon is not someone who desires the throne, and that’s pretty well-articulated by basically everyone involved in the show’s production process. He desires to be IMPORTANT, to be VALUED, and that’s just something that he doesn’t get from Viserys (and is starting to see the same in with Rhaenyra). One could argue that the distance rulership creates between the monarch and their subjects is in itself a major factor in this, but I do truly believe that they just don’t provide Daemon with the esteem he craves. There’s also whether or not he actually deserves it—he’s made terrible decisions time and time again, and who would want to trust him after that?? A real self-defeating cycle with this one. It’s so deliciously tragic!

I do tend to believe that Daemon’s idiocy was deliberate; he KNEW that Blood and Cheese was going to end in someone important’s death, whether that be who he said to go for (Aemond) or collateral (Jaehaerys). His aim was to provoke war, to lure them out of King’s Landing and onto the field so he could cut them down in battle. He does succeed in this, however unfortunate the ultimate outcome is.

Thank you so much for this ask! I love taking about these messed-up idiots.

[pumpkincarriage3]

Idia Character Analysis

Fair warning, a good portion of this has spoilers for chapter six. Or at least spoilers are severely hinted at in most parts of this. If you don't mind reading things regarding chapter six, feel free to continue, otherwise I would suggest reading this analysis after you have the chance to read chapter six if you are still interested in this analysis by then.

We don't really get to see a whole lot of Idia within the game's canonical timeline until chapter six. We see more of the Diasomnia characters then we see of Idia and Ortho.

Of course, Idia's character isn't purely defined by what happened in chapter six. And neither is Ortho's. (I might update Ortho's character analysis on a later date since I focused on one aspect of his character and not much else.)

So, let's first address what we know about Idia before chapter six, this including other cards vignettes. (I don't have any of the Birthday cards, except for Jack's that I just recently got. So, if there's any important information in those that I don't mention, that's why.)

We can assume that Idia has a form of anxiety, borderline crippling anxiety. If his anxiety isn't already considered crippling anxiety. Though as I'm not a professional psychiatrist, I can't say for certain, but it's how it comes off. 

Most of the time, Idia can't even bring himself to verbal talk to people one on one, unless he's familiar with them. And if it is just one on one and he isn't familiar with them, he's still prone to stuttering. Not to say there's anything wrong with stuttering, but Idia doesn't stutter when he's in an environment that he's comfortable in, so it's safe to say the stuttering is probably caused by nerves. And that's just one on one. When he's in a group, even one on the smaller scale, though? He usually can't even bring himself to do that and will instead use a tablet to talk for him instead.

He's incredibly nervous around people. Considering what we know from chapter six, this isn't entirely surprising. Idia would have already been secluded by those of his age group by his parents because they want him to one day lead their organization. Then he loses Ortho, his parents don't even come to check on him and provide emotional support (instead they send their employees to eventually check on Idia). So on top of being isolated from his peers, he's exposed to a major traumatic event from a young age without ever seeing a proper therapist. It's no wonder his anxiety is so bad.

That anxiety leads to him isolating himself further, which just makes his anxiety worse in the long run. A vicious cycle. And he was so isolated when he was young, and probably didn't have the opportunity to have any type of fun, add in with his anxiety, he throws himself into his gaming. Ortho himself mentions in Endless Halloween that Idia has said that those that don't participate in normal kid activities when they are younger are more likely to become addicted to such hobbies when they're older. At first it comes off as an excuse for Idia to just play games, but what if it wasn't an excuse at all and was rather Idia being very self-aware of where his habits are coming from?

And he just throws himself into such habits even more because he knows one day he probably won't be given the opportunity. That one day he's probably going to have to take up his parents organization. An organization he can't stand, because all he can really think about when it's mentioned is three key things that would put anyone in a foul mood: He's cursed, something he has to deal with anytime he sees his own hair; Ortho died there and Idia failed to save him even if he managed to save everyone else; And he was never going to be able to get away from it. From the moment he was born, he's path had already been planned.

Not to mention, has anyone ever thought of the implications of Idia being so good with technology? Sure, it's obvious now that its something that he enjoys, but I doubt he was taught such things. Because even though S.T.Y.X. is clearly an organization with advanced technology, it doesn't mean that Idia would have been taught anything about it. If anything, if learning how to make and program technology had been a requirement, Idia would have grown to hate it just as much because it would have been another reminder. So what if the entire reason Idia became so good at technology was so he could build the current Ortho? This is pure speculation of course, and Idia could have honestly always had an innocent curiosity in it.

Though with all of this said, Idia's personal woes and his anxiety isn't all that makes up his character. (Neither is him being an Otaku.) Idia can be just as much as a smug bastard as the rest of the cast. In some cases, he's even worse. Because he knows he's intelligent. He knows he's a genius. Which can lead to him being very haughty and having a superiority complex. It's not seen very often, but Idia can and will insult people with absolutely no shame regardless of if they can hear him because his that much of a snarky bastard.

There's also the fact that when he really get's worked up about something, either it be something he's upset or passionate about, people are going to here about it because he'll just start talking a mile a minute. Which has nothing to do with his anxiety, if anything its these moments that his anxiety doesn't affect him at all. And that's simple because he is so passionate about the things he cares about.

Idia is a smug, snarky, intelligent pessimistic person that really doesn't want to deal with anyone else. And he's also very passionate about things. Either that be in liking them or hating them, he'll still feel very passionate about it at the end of the day. Because Idia isn't just an Otaku.

[jasongracestan12]

Ok, at the request of @gilbertscarrot, I will expand upon my take that Jason Grace is Olivia Rodrigo coded. I literally created this account just to say that 💀 (and because it was a long time coming). I’ve had “GUTS” on repeat and just keep thinking of him, so this is my reasoning. These are based like half in canon and half head canon, so it’s really all up to my interpretation. Feel completely free to disagree with me on anything. Spoiler warnings for ToA and HoO.

So first of all; “All American Bitch.” This one is pretty self explanatory. Olivia herself stated that this song is about attempting to live up to an impossible expectation and dealing with a lot of repressed emotions. Olivia is also a woman, so this is a more nuanced issue for her, but on a surface level, I do feel like it’s very reminiscent of the image Jason feels he has to portray and repressed resentment he feels as a result, which he refers to in BoO.

As for most of the ballads, while they’re mostly about romantic relationships, I can’t help, but feel they could refer to other people who are important to him in his life letting him down. For example, I feel as though “Vampire” could be about Zeus/Jupiter, and the way that Jason was essentially exploited for his benefit-making him look good-by being forced into roles he didn’t want, etc. While “The grudge” could be about his mother and how her abandonment of him has troubled his self-worth/self-image, as well as referencing feelings of betrayal that we know Jason carries. In addition to these, I feel as though, “making the bed” could be about that time in between HoO and ToA that seemed to have taken a really hard toll on Jason especially the part about pushing “away the people who know me the best,” as we know he sort of did to Piper after they split ways.

This is sort of funny, but for “ballad of a homeschool girl,” I just thought about the fact that Jason was literally raised by wolves, and has literally never been in an majority-mortal environment his entire life up until he attends the all boy school in ToA, so I imagine it must have been hard for him to socially adapt to that environment.

For “love is embarrassing,” I feel it could be just in general about the romantic drama he has gone through with Piper, Reyna, etc. And for “teenage dream” I feel like it could just be another song about the incredibly high expectations he had to live up to and feared falling short of but with more disillusionment than before.

As for a few of the other songs, I’m not completely sure how I would fit those into his story, but if you have any ideas, let me know!

Overall, I just enjoyed this album and obviously Jason as a character, and really like the idea of someone like him, who is so haunted by pressure and perfectionism just letting go and like…screaming idk lmao.

[thefirstknife]

Hi Bel,

I’m here to ask a bit of an odd question, it’s in regards to thinking processes, more specifically I’m curious about both how fast you think and how your thinking is prompted when it comes to things like Destiny Lore.

When you’re doing your lore posts or your responses to peoples questions, how long does it typically take for you to summon the information? Is your brain like an encyclopaedia for destiny lore and you can just recall things instantly, or does a persons question prompt you to go back over entries in the Ishtar Collective or the Destiny Lore Vault YouTube channel in order to spur half remembered facts about more obscure lore areas?

As an example, if I were to ask a question like “how do you deal about Lisbon-13’s characterisation in the entries about the Alter’s of Reflection?” Would you instantly have a response in your head and immediately begin typing, or would you take a few minutes to think and formulate your answer, perhaps going over the entries in the lore book dealing with the subject?

I’m curious about this both due to my general interest in Destiny’s universe, and also some recent concerns about how thinking is ‘meant’ to work, so I’d be curious about how your thought process works in relation to a universe you are engrossed in.

Thanks in advance for any comments or answers, hope you’re having a good day.

That's an interesting question!

In most cases, I remember things right away. I generally tend to remember things like an encyclopedia, when I'm interested in the topic. Helped a lot in studying what I like.

Usually when I get a question, I know what it refers to and I remember the most important information to talk about it. For sources, I usually remember when and where this was talked about; in this example, I would know right away where Lisbon's lore is (Garden of Salvation armour, Divinity, Mnemosyne lore book from Witch Queen and there's one new from Inspiral lore book from Root of Nightmares!). I always make sure to check as I have a major case of self-doubt about literally everything lmao.

I also remember exact quotes and lines which helps if I'm not sure which lore tab something is from; sometimes I remember a piece of information about something, but I'm not sure which lore tab talked about it. Then I just search by a word, phrase or sentence I remember, but in a lot of cases I know the exact lore tab something is from because I have a visual image in my head of the page or item it's from. This also goes for anything from Destiny Lore Vault; I tend to remember the voice and intonation of the line and which activity the line is from because I remember what I was doing when I first heard it. The situation kinda imprints in my head.

I definitely re-read things when I'm answering or talking about some lore and take a moment to formulate the answer so it makes sense. The best thing to do if you're getting tangled in how to answer is to just take it step by step from the most basic information. So if I were answering this about Lisbon, I would start with a brief explanation of who he is and how he got to the point that I'm trying to answer.

One of the issues with this sort of visual memory is that if I haven't seen something myself in gameplay, I won't remember as easily. So while I watched a few playthroughs of D1, I never played it myself so it's a bit harder to remember those lines as easily (and also a lot of remembering is about repetition; replaying missions, hearing lines multiple times, re-reading lore, all of that helps). But I generally know if something is from D1 and where from, so I can find it fairly quickly by searching a word or a term or a broader subject.

As for how long, in most cases information is there pretty much instantly. I always take time to confirm and find a source, but I always know the general gist of the answer right away and can start typing immediately. If I'm not sure, I might take a bit of searching to check. Sometimes I even remember things wrong! Happens to everyone, which is why checking is important. Sometimes I will simply not know and ask if someone else has more info about it; usually in this case it's information on lore that I simply have not seen (this tends to happen a lot with some of the more obscure D1 stuff, especially when the lore is one sentence on a bounty or an idle line, but there's always someone out there who remembers that particular piece of info!).

One downside to remembering a lot about everything is that I'll always be missing some deeper details about some specific subjects. There's a lot of people who specialise in an area or character who know a lot more about that specific thing so I'm always happy when they chime in!

One of the most important things is to not just learn things mindlessly without context. That goes for any studying. When you're learning anything, you have to know what you're learning and why. Knowing what you're reading and why and how it matters and what it connects to will help you remember that information. Just remembering sentences floating in the void can also be really deceiving because in a lot of cases, there's more to information that just statements. A lot of knowledge is in how statements and information interacts with each other and the broader analysis of what is being said. It's also important to note that a lot of Destiny narrators are not reliable so just remembering what someone said might also be deceiving. Does that statement correlate with other information on the same topic? Is the narrator biased? Are they wrong? Are they lying on purpose? All of that context matters.

Hope this helps! I'd really like to know how other people do this as well. There's a lot of different ways to approach studying and it differs between people for a lot of reasons.

[ha-youwish]

This is not a vent post, it’s a book recommendation and self-analysis kinda. Please consider reading this, I won’t blame you if you don’t.

Last year around this time, my granddaddy passed away. Usually, online and in formal spaces I would call him my grandfather, but that’s not what I call him and I will not limit myself for this post.

Last year around this time I was beginning my second semester of college ever. I was not doing so well. My grades were low because my attendance was abysmal and my work outside the class was shit. However the previous semester I had taken a class that I was able to stick around for more than the rest.

This class was studying how different major religions and cultures coped with death and how they thought of the afterlife. I bought the books for that class with financial aid and never read them.

Just now I got done reading one of the books, When Bad Things Happen to Good People by Harold S. Kushner, never read it until I found it sitting around today.

It’s a relatively short book, under 200 pages, about how Kushner deals with the question “Why do bad things happen to good people?” from his place as a rabbi.

Now I don’t have any sort of relationship with god. i’m not strictly atheist or anything but i tend to believe in whatever religion people want me to believe in if they ask me to pray for them or a family member.

when grandaddy died, i had nothing to fall back on. granddaddy was extremely religious and generous, i am so incredibly grateful he was involved in my life and there for me. but people from his church said it was a part of god’s plan or that there was a reason he passed when he did and when i was in such a low state at college already.

i moved away to college and the landlord sold my home. i was in an unfamiliar uncomfortable place where the only place i felt fully comfortable was now completely inaccessible. my mom moved in with grandaddy and took care of him before he passed. it was tense. he was kind but old and stubborn and so is everyone else. the drain of taking care of someone can be worth it, but that doesnt mean its not there.

i was, and am, dealing with severe depression surrounded by other gloomy people who didnt make it much better. i never went to class and i had, and have, crushing guilt that i was wasting the time and money of my family.

and then granddaddy went to the hospital. and then he died. and its unfair.

all of it is unfair, and if it was a part of gods plan then hes fucking unfair too.

now, i have not necessarily moved on. my fingers shake still if i think about it too long. i dont even know if im going to post this because of how exposed and raw i feel. but its important to me that somehow in some way this gets expressed and that someone other than myself will read it.

your suffering was unfair, whether it was a lot or a little. the world is unfair. we all know it. i hope you know that you will never be able to look into the eyes of someone who has never known suffering, and i hope you can find some comfort in that connection.

this book is from the point of view from a religious man. it talks a lot about a god i dont believe in. but the way it talks about suffering and how it effects people makes it helpful for me to parse my own feelings and thoughts.

so feel free to replace god with whatever you want, with humanity and spirit and the universe and everything good. here are some quotes, alt text included:

- sometimes i convince myself that what i feel is nothing more than chemicals, that the regret i feel from not driving home the day before and visiting before he passed was just something my mind is doing.

i once stayed up late at grandaddys house after he passed and i was shoved right back into school like my life hadnt just gotten its shit rocked.

my mom was in her room asleep, but i really couldn’t take it anymore. we stayed up late just talking through how we felt after i had cried to her. and to be completely honest, hearing that she had regrets and wished for just a little more time fucking sucked. knowing the people around you are going through it sucks, even if it was to be expected

but we connected over that long early morning. we resolved almost nothing. i felt the same as i did before and granddaddys still dead and buried. but it was easier to go on after that.

another quote, a tldr if you don’t want to read the book but want to understand what he gets at, in the end of it all.

i dont think i can forgive other people for being unfair, not without effort. but i think i can forgive the universe because the unfairness is proof that people have choices. shit happens, you choose what to do after it.

for a lot of people, mourning and religion bring them the strength to move on, as he talks about in the book. things dont get better because of prayer that god will fix everything or the universe will set itself right again or you can escape through fantasy books to another world,

they get better because something gives us strength to get up again and keep moving. to kushner, thats god and people who came together to support him. to me, i dont know yet, i dont know if i’ve really started to pick up my life yet. but i think this book helped me start to see the bigger picture