#a fun and also very painful question to think about HAHAHAHA

[blank-house]

What would you say is the most difficult part about Keyframes right now?

ooh, good question!

i think the important thing to note is that everyone on our staff is working as efficiently and as productively as they can, haha. but, i'd argue that the hardest bit of work right now is clearing the hurdle to script finalization. i've mentioned it before, but our scripts for each scene ranges anywhere from 40-60k because of how many variables we account for and branching paths you could feasibly go on.

if you take that into consideration with the barbecue event (which was our otojam demo but we've rehauled top-down, so please do play it again once we release!), which is somewhere around 55k words—we're talking >250k words! the average player, of course, won't see them all (and if you do, i have to applaud you), but we have to account for every possible contingency and pathing. writing it, backreading to make sure we didn't miss any variable calls, editing—it's a lot!

i don't even want to think about the wc of a completed game, lmao.

but, with that said: basically once we get this done, everything else lines up and should be ready to go to our programming team!

[pedripics]

Pedri via Residency - July 18, 2024

How are you feeling? - "Incredible! Winning the Euros was crazy"

How is the injury? - "Better every day. I've just started my holidays, but I'm training every day to recover and start the season at the top of my game"

Winning the World Cup? - "I can't even imagine that feeling. It's the dream that every child who plays football wants to fulfil. I have already won LaLiga with Barça and now the Euros with Spain. Now on to the Champions League and the World Cup"

How did your family react to seeing you win the Euros? - "They were very happy! They were with us at every game of the tournament and at the celebrations"

Feelings for next season? - "Very good, both personally and as a team. It could be a great year"

Winning World Cup or Champions League? - "Why choose? That's like choosing between your dad and mom"

How did you feel when you were lying on the ground because of your injury? - "I knew what he had done to me that was going to stop me from playing. I was in pain and also annoyed that I had to stop because of the injury."

Do you like Japan? - "Yes! I like sushi... and I won an Olympic medal there"

Will Nico come to Barça? - "I have no answer to that question. What is clear is that he would be a great signing for Barça. He has shown what he is capable of in the Euros"

Would you play as a goalkeeper? - "Hahahaha that's what my father was there for. There is no need for more goalkeepers in my family"

Did you have a great time at the Euros celebrations? - "I had a crazy time, actually. It was a moment of celebration with the whole country after a great tournament. Although I had to take care of my knee at all times. The rest of the players didn't have that problem 🥲" (kroos i am gonna find you istg)

Where do you see yourself in 5 years? - "Well... playing football at the highest level, like now. In the future I want to start a family, but in 5 years i am not so sure"

Is it fun to do photoshoots? - "I always say no to my team and especially at the beginning I was embarrassed, but now I'm used to it. I try to have fun and have a good time, although I prefer a ball to a camera"

Advice when you suffer from your first big injury? - "Well, be patient, because in the end, with work and effort, the good times return"

Feelings for the new season? - "I think it's going to be really good. Now it's time to rest a bit and recover and get back to work as soon as possible under the orders of the new coach. We are sure that this new season will bring us a lot of joy."

Do you have a favourite female singer? - "Hora Cero, by Myke Towers, is the one I've liked the most lately... and of course 'Pedro' by Raffaella Carrá" (sir that's not an answer and we both know it lol)

Real Madrid will win La Liga again - "Veremos..."

Advice for young players? - "Have fun playing and try not to lose the things that street football gives you"

Favourite teammate? - "Ferran. The truth is, he is a great teammate and friend. He always supports me and gives me advice"

Is Ferran single? - "I would say so, unless he's gotten a girlfriend since Tuesday when I haven't seen him"

Your best friend? - "I have several. Dani, Fran and Rubén, who have been my friends since childhood"

Are you excited about the new Camp Nou? - "I am already looking forward to playing there again. Playing at the Camp Nou will surely help us on be on top... The visit impressed me, because of the project and because I saw how it works inside"

Where are you on vacation? - "As always, I am on holidays on my island, in Tenerife"

Where do you see yourself in 10 years? Looking like my profile picture (a picture of him being bald)? - "Yessss. Everyone is asking me if I am going bald... one day I will, for sure! That's easier than having Cucurella's hair"

Dream vacation? - "Wherever it is, with my family and friends"

Who do you think will be the next Golden Boy? - "Lamine, 100x100"

Tea or coffee? - "I drink neither"

Are you learning English? - "I learnt a bit… let's see if after the holidays I really get into it and speak it properly soon"

Where did your obsession with bananas come from? - "It's not an obsession. It's true that i really like them and in the Canary Islands, it's a typical product used in many recipes"

What do you do so bad comments don't affect you? - "do things as good as possible. I know what I do and what I do not do; I cannot control what people say or invent"

You promised to grow a mustache. When will you do it? - "Maybe I am doing it these days and then I will share some photos" (NO PLEASE DON'T)

[honey-crypt]

Hello! This is not a writing ask actually Its a question. Can you feed us with info about your Oc Benny?

I made the same ask to @fuerrziah and I wanted to ask you as well (I am coming for the Elliott squad >:) )

Here are the questions ^^ You don’t have to answer all of them you can just pick and answer ^^

eeeee i love this ask!!! tysm for asking this, i def need it to help develop benny more :3 i’m gonna try to answer as many questions as possible

5) exactly thirty three minutes. benny did so as a fun challenge for themselves and ended up having to get up because his legs and pelvis started to ache

6) benny laughs pretty easily! he uses humor as a coping mechanism and you can’t be sad if you’re laughing! at least, that’s what they think

8) it’s very hard to earn benny’s trust. they grew up getting harassed and bullied for being half-solennian (see here for context) so they learned to be on guard with new people. benny doesn’t actually trust many people; sure, he can buddy buddy with many people but trusting them is a whole other story. it’s very easy for benny to lose trust in people, especially if they find out he’s half-solennian and react negatively to it

9) the laws are flexible. benny has a degree in sociology and knows that laws are social constructs set up by the ruling class (leftist benny moment). he believes that you can’t apply a “one size fits all” mentality to the law, there has to be flexibility and there is flexibility, such as leniency for homicide in cases of self defense. he’s also not afraid to steal some shit from joja mart as a means to “stick it to the man” (morris has yet to catch them)

11) benny was told to stop being so reckless as a child. they weren’t diagnosed with bertolotti’s syndrome at the time but the doctors did confirm that they had early onset complications from an unknown spinal disorder, such as scoliosis and instability in their discs. this meant that they had to be mindful of how they moved their body or else they could risk a spasm or a flare up of pain. nonetheless, benny was still a rambunctious child who often winded up in the emergency room because of their adrenaline seeking behaviors. his parents were very exasperated by their actions and struggled to find ways to keep them safe while letting them engage in typical kid things

12) benny swears like a sailor and to the point where he can make willy (a former sailor) blush with his language. the first time benny ever swore was in middle school where he was confronted by a bully and he was so done with the abuse that he told them to “suck my fucking dick, you asshole!”

15) benny's defining strengths are their ability to adapt to most situations, their passion, and their kindness

16) benny's defining flaws are their recklessness, their stubbornness, and their tendency to isolate from others

17) benny loves odd numbers, specifically odd multiples of 3 (9, 15, 21, and so on); they usually do tasks like brushing their teeth in odd multiples of 3 (brush teeth -> mouthwash -> floss)

18) benny's a major stoner, he primarily uses it for pain relief but has been known to do it socially and provides his homies with weed; they're not much of a drinker, they think alcohol tastes like fire

19) HAHAHAHA THE LOVE QUESTION!!! benny's very turned off by the prospect of romantic love, given that they're cursed with the knowledge that they will die from broken heart syndrome. nonetheless, they 10000% believe in queerplatonic and platonic love

once again thanks for sending me this ask!!!

[dkniade]

omg blorbo questions look so fun! can i ask for 1, 3, & 29? (3 & 29 for any blorbo of your choice!)

Thank you for the question!

Blorbo ask game in question.

1. who’s the Blorbo that you’ve never posted about on your blog?

Not sure about never, but very rarely, I think: either MCU Loki or the white-haired IA in the MV of “Setsuna Drive” by Yoshimitsu Taki. Yes the character in a ~4 minute VOCALOID music video. Yeah.

Isn’t she cool? That stare, that outfit (the way the sleeve ends is so nice), the touching lyrics. It was my favourite shade of pink for a long time haha

Honestly one of my favourite IA designs. Sidu’s artstyle—Sidu is the character designer, artist, animator, and video editor for the music video—helps a lot too.

The lyrics, despite what it sounds like, are about car racing, since the song was written for a collaboration between IA and Super GT for the latter’s 20th anniversary in 2014.

3. was there any specific point / any specific moment that suddenly made this character your Blorbo, or did you slowly grow to love them more and more until they became a Blorbo to you?

Let’s say, Genshin Impact’s Furina de Fontaine.

It takes me some time to get used to each region’s story teaser, but I liked her design when I first saw screenshots of her from act one of Fontaine’s Archon Quest. ^^ (Androgynous women in suits, I guess.)

And then, her initial scene in Soloist’s Prologue is amazing. Strong first impression.

If I remember correctly, I cried when I heard “La vaguelette”the first few times.

And then, those scenes in Furina’s inner stage (?). “Scene 1, Before a Mirror, Furina”and “Scene 2, Accession Speech, Furina” especially.

Furina: As for the suffering… Well, I will admit that the first thing to come to mind was, “Why do I have to be the one to suffer?”…

Focalors: To accomplish this mission, you will have to stay on the stage for many, many years. You will endure and not grow old until your task ends. But I promise you… all will eventually end in a magnificent and dramatic trial, and everyone will be saved.

That switch in the second scene? From “In truth, I know little about becoming a nation's new god, but it will be my honor to guide you all” to “Hahahaha! ...Very good, my people. Only ones such as you are deserving of my rule.” Pain. Amber Lee Connors did a wonderful job in the English dub.

And then, that part in “More About Furina: V”:

I once lived in a world without a past or a future. To cope with that anxiety, I tried to create and act out a stronger, more god-like version of myself. Over the centuries, the stronger role I tried to play gradually merged with my real self. Even I can't separate the two now... but perhaps there's no need to distinguish them. Experiences of the past have formed who I am now, and that flawed performance has also become the most important part of me.

So long as the willing suspension of disbelief doesn’t break in a story, you can make the audience believe in anything, hehe. Guess it takes an actor to break an actor out of role. I certainly didn’t have a Focalors telling me what to do. ^^

29. has a fanfic about your Blorbo ever made you cry?

I don’t really read that much fanfic, and I can’t remember if a particular fan work of Furina made me cry.

But there’s a Chinese fan song about Furina—no wait, actually a cover of an existing song “错位时空” originally by 艾辰 (Ai Chen) with lyrics changed to fit Furina and the Fontaine AQ. It’s edited together with scenes from the quest too. Quite touching, I think. (If only I could cry about it?)

Does anyone have recommendations of Furina fics? Metafiction, anyone?

[sehodreams]

now that i've read #1-7, im starting to have a different outlook on wonbin. i thought he might soften over time, but nope lolol! which i sort of love?!? bc it's not predictable like typical fics (e.g., enemy->lover), it's very much (enemy->still enemy hahaha). for #2, i was thinking more like the first time she's allowed to touch him in a non-defensive way. someone can argue that scratching his back was her way of fighting back. but i'm trying to imagine if she's allowed to indulge in his body (running her hands over his abs, gripping his biceps, etc). i love cheating stories too NOM NOM!! bring on the pain! I also love his barely restrained threats, ''This is gonna cost you a lot'' - AT THE EDGE OF MY SEAT! thank you for the feast of answers!!!

Nooo, this asshole is never gonna soften hahahaha

I mean, a little bit, but he'll have already done so much shit to reader at that point that there'll never be a lovers part hahahaha

It'll be Enemy - less enemy - Enemy again hahaha, i just don't see these two having a lover era.

Ohhh i can see now your point about the second question, i think he'd let her touch him most of the times because he enjoys it, but i totally think he'd make fun of her after, and she'd quickly stop trying to indulge herself that way because of that (i love gripping biceps). So, in other words, she's mostly allowed, except when she has done something wrong of course, but i don't think she'd do it that much because of his mockery.

Thank you so much for all the questions, i actually enjoy a bit more when i'm asked because i create the whole scene in my head and it helps me to understand a bit more about my characters, love u love u love u

[flameohotwife]

happy ffwf! if you could change anything in canon (or write a canon divergent fic) what would it be and why?

Happy FFWF!!! Oh wow, this is a hard question. Mainly because there are kind of a lot of things I would change, particularly with LoK or the comics (not so much with AtLA itself).

I waffle often on whether or not I want Aang and Katara to have more kids. I think *they* would want to have more than 3 kids. But also... kids are exhausting and I thought I wanted more than 3 kids before I had my 3 kids and now I'm just tired all the time, hahaha, so opinions can change. Also, from what we hear from Katara, it seems like Bumi and Kya were a handful and a half so I can see them having Tenzin and being SO RELIEVED that there's finally "a calm one" and not wanting to push their luck again 😅 I have thought about writing canon-divergent fic for this on occasion.

The other thing I would change about canon though is surprisingly not that Bumi and Kya have complaints about their father (all kids are going to have complaints about their parents because NO parent is perfect, no matter how hard we try), but that Katara isn't at Jinora's tattoo ceremony. I know she's older and travel is probably less easy/comfortable/fun, and I know being on ATI would probably bring back many painful memories for her without Aang (not to mention that just-shaved-and-tattooed Jinora is the SPITTING IMAGE of her grandfather). But I also think that Katara and Jinora would have a close and special relationship (maybe that's bias bc I was the oldest grandchild of my Asian grandparents and I was very close with them), but we don't get to see any of that in canon so maybe not. I have also thought about writing fic about their relationship, but I don't know if it would necessarily be "canon-divergent" or not.

ALSO THAT THE BONDS BETWEEN KORRA AND THE PAST AVATARS ARE SEPARATED BEFORE WE GET ANY REAL, GOOD AANG INTERACTION. After seeing Roku mentor Aang throughout AtLA, it felt like a disservice to not have Aang in that same role for Korra, even though I understand why the writers did that.

ok that got long, hahahaha oops. Thanks so much for the ask, friend!

[shijiujun]

Okay if y’all have read my top 2020 danmei list from a week or two back, you’ll know this is currently my favourite danmei (outside of Qi Wei Shang + 2ha hahaha), so here’s a proper, full rec!

- Part of Min’s ‘Why You Should Read’ Series -

Summary:

Ji Yan Ran is the Emperor’s brother and wields military power in the novel, and it starts with an object being stolen from the palace. Ji Yan Ran has to retrieve the item secretly, and so enlists the help of Feng Yu Sect’s Sect Master, Yun Yi Feng, who heads the martial arts world’s one and only information trading post. Yun Yi Feng does not deal in business that involves any royalty, but Jing Yan Ran offers him something he cannot refuse - the Blood Red Lingzhi, a rare and mystical herb that is rumoured to be able to treat his life-threatening condition.

Yun Yi Feng was used by his shifu when he was younger to test out all kinds of poisons and cures, and since then, his body flushes dangerously hot and cold frequently, with bouts of severe coughing fits in between. Throughout the first mission where he spends time with Ji Yan Ran searching for the stolen object, he allows Jing Yan Ran to take care of him. Their relationship is pretty flirty and touchy right off the bat, with Ji Yan Ran knowing really clearly that he wants to take care of Yun Yi Feng. When Yun Yi Feng goes anywhere without a coat, JYR always has one ready. He promises all his riches to him, even his mother hahaha (but that’s because he knows he deceived YYF with the Blood Red Lingzhi and is willing to give YYF everything else while also continuing to look for the lingzhi for him). 

Of course, they have to uncover a plot and conspiracy against their enemies who are plotting to dethrone the Emperor, and also reveal the secrets of Yun Yi Feng’s birth.

Read:

Novel (Online) | Novel (Print) - Not Available | Novel Translations | Manhua

Characters:

1. 云倚风 Yun Yi Feng (right) - The revered Sect Master of Feng Yu Sect as his sect controls the flow and movement of information. People from all over buy information or hire the sect to help them get information, and is considered a neutral sect within the wuxia world. Very intelligent, a cool-headed strategist who also loves riches, whose eyes light up at the sight of treasures and money.

He was a child remnant of a war, and picked up by his shifu Gui Ci, who brought him to this island to live with other kids he picked up. His first few years were spent rather happily there, but then one day the man gave all the children bowls of what they thought was soup but ended up being poison because Gui Ci wanted to test out his new concoctions. At the end, only YYF survived after multiple ingestions of poisons and experimental cures. Because he was the ‘strongest’ out of all the other children, Gui Ci began testing out all sorts of poisons and cures on him after. If someone came to him after having been poisoned, Gui Ci would poison YYF in the same way as a test subject to use cures on, and only after they worked on YYF would he use them on the patient. 

His shifu is considered a mad man, and the last straw was when he locked YYF up with several scorpions for a few days and YYF was the closest thing to death at that moment, and afterwards, realizing that he’d gone overboard, Gui Ci is more careful about poisoning him, allowing him to have a slightly more normal childhood, but because of this YYF’s body would flush hot and cold frequently and unbearably. He manages to escape from Gui Ci and sets up Feng Yu Sect.

He only has 5 years left to live if he doesn’t find the Blood Red Lingzhi, when he meets Ji Yan Ran and his request. After meeting JYR he realizes how sweet life is, to have someone who always thinks of him, who cares about his well-being, who wants to make him happy, who buys and gives him everything he wants. In the beginning he is unable to reciprocate knowing he’ll die soon, but they get together anyway after a close call, as JYR tries to find the Lingzhi for him.

He also loves to cook and play the zither, but is so bad at both!! He’s so terrible that every time he approaches the kitchen or the zither the servants themselves try to redirect him subtly and chase him away because they CANNOT stand his dishes or his music hahahaha.

2. 季燕然 Ji Yan Ran (left) - Army commander/general, and a prince. Close to the Emperor, who’s his older brother, and takes a liking to YYF the moment he meets him. He bluffs YYF, says that he has the Blood Red Lingzhi, and then realizing how much YYF needs it, he feels more guilty and guilty for lying to him, and once admitting it, he promises to do whatever it takes to find it for him.  

He’s very smart as well, has eyes only for YYF and is willing to indulge him in every single whim he has. If YYF complains that he doesn’t have anything to wear (even in jest), JYR has the garment stores in the whole city send 10 outfits each for YYF to pick. And even though he hates YYF’s cooking and playing of the zither, he lets him do it anyway, fond but exasperated while everyone is staring daggers at him for not stopping YYF.

A few years ago, a close friend of his and the Emperor’s died, and JYR suspects that their father had something to do with it. It’s something that has been troubling him for many years and it’s a dilemma for him because he has to balance between questioning the Emperor but also trusting him and being a good brother/official to him, as clues keep pointing towards the Emperor and his father being involved in shady deals/decisions. His relationship with the Emperor, his brother, can be described as close, but of course even though they are close and trust each other to a good extent, there is still room for a tiny bit of doubt that both brothers are well aware of due to their positions, not that this affects their relationship.

Openly is affectionate to YYF in front of everyone, including his mother, who likes YYF alot as well. YYF once worried if the Emperor would oppose his relationship with him, but JYR said that their relationship should put the Emperor even more at ease, because the world and other officials would not recognize an Emperor who liked men and didn’t have any children, meaning that JYR becomes an even smaller threat to the throne.

3. 暮成雪 Mu Cheng Xue - An assassin who keeps popping up throughout the novel, and is a frenemy to YYF especially because he stole the cuteass snow leopard that was supposed to be YYF’s and refuses to return it. Not good nor bad, he does whatever he’s paid for.

4. 江凌飞 Jiang Ling Fei - JYR’s godbrother, who didn’t have a good childhood with no one to protect him in the Jiang family, one of the big wuxia families in the novel, as he had no parents and was technically brought up by his scheming uncles/cousins etc. He befriended JYR when they were younger and acknowledged JYR’s mother as his godmother because she was truly and genuinely good to him, and spends a large part of his days running in and out of the Jing manor. He’s JYR’s right hand man, but his dream is to be a bum wandering through different parts of the world, having fun whenever instead of being boggled down by duties to the Jiang family and other things.

Amazing Scenes:

YYF unceremoniously using JYR’s arm as a pillow while he’s talking 

Basically YYF fainting and getting sick a lot and JYR always there to catch him ;-; To dote on him!!! Ahhhh my heart

Other Things I Like in the Novel:

The first time YYF plays the zither in the Jing manor, JYR’s mother, shaking, goes to JYR and asks, “Is Yun-er learning some evil cultivation music?”

YYF tends to go out to the markets and will buy back 2kg of flour for example, while all the servants shudder in the fear and cry in front of JYR, who can only sigh but indulge him

YYF’s favourite things include JYR’s mother taking his blankets out to soak up the sunlight in the day so he has fluffy, warmth-filled and fresh-smelling covers everyday to collapse into

JYR once asked YYF if it’s a good thing that he met him, and YYF says, “Of course it’s a good thing I met wangye, because of you, I now know that life can be sweet and warm too.”

YYF carves out what he thinks the Blood Red Lingzhi looks like based on some bogus description JYR gave him and because he’s so hopeful and happy about finally being able to have the lingzhi, he carves it out and wears it like a pendant, and everytime JYR sees it he wants to slap himself for being such a motherfucking asshole and deceiving this man

YYF keeps forgetting his cape/coat, so JYR always gives him his, but YYF keeps taking and not returning and on the fourth time it happens, YYF looks at JYR expectantly, and JYR says, “You’ve already taken three, this is my last one, I’m gonna freeze to death, left without a cape if I give you this one”

JYR always tempts YYF into doing things by giving him treasures, and jokingly promises YYF his army commander ring, which symbolizes his authority and power, and YYF unceremoniously takes it knowing what it is, and refuses to return it to him - After a few times this happens, JYR makes a replica of it so they matchy matchy ;-;

They travel South in a holiday for a few months after the first arc is wrapped up, knowing that YYF doesn’t have much time left to live, and every single day is painful for JYR as the time YYF spends conscious decreases day by day

YYF asks for some oil/salve to use as lube from the army camp’s physician, a night before JYR is due to go off for war, and the physician scolds the messenger for having the time to think about such thoughts, and when the messenger says it’s for YYF, physician is like “... oh. okay, here you go, give this to him” without another word HAHAHAHA

[orcelito]

🎶🎢🥺😈 (I know theres a few options for that last one lol)

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

ykno i Used To. but idk, smth flipped in my brain so i cant write on my computer anymore & HAVE to write on my phone (focus is way better) & music on the computer is natural background noise but on my phone it feels like more of a focus. so i just cant. plus if i listen to music i HAVE to have smth that matches the mood of the thing im currently writing, which can be very difficult to find. so i can just get into the headstate for writing better if im in a quiet, low-distractions room with just my phone before me. idk it's weird. during EDITING though, i do that on my computer still (moving words around feels more natural on la computadora, i guess) & music on computer is a Must. i like to listen to nice background music, which frequently ends up being psytrance lol bc there's just smth about that music that wraps around my brain so wonderfully & helps with the Concentration. but depending on the thing im doing i might do smth else, like how i listened to the album HOME by SIAMES over and over again while editing the first chapter of Summer Nights bc it just had that childhood nostalgia feeling that was Perfect for Childhood Nostalgia, The Fic. as for what ive been listening to more lately lol ive been listening to a lot of muse. unrelated to writing tho. i just enjoy their music lol.

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

hmmmmmmmmm. well i figure quite a few readers of discacc would claim it's a wild ride, but it's honestly pretty linear. less of a 'whats going to happen' and more 'how is it going to happen'. still enjoyable! but i wouldnt say it's a wild ride. but my magic prince au??????? lmfao now THAT is gonna be a wild ride. whenever i finally get the chance to write it. massive angst and drama and tragedy and plot twists and More. plus not being restricted to the timeline of the game means the plot will be a lot more variable than discacc (which is ultimately just a canon divergence fic, when you get down to it). *sighs longingly* someday i will be able to write my magic prince au...

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

hmmmm. honestly anytime i get to make akechi feel vulnerable and/or loved. he is So traumatized & it's difficult for him to trust anyone. so seeing him get Tastes of friendship and belonging is so, so good. also of course the akeshu lol. gotta love Their dynamic & the ways akira always makes goro second guess himself. it's so good.

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

hahahaha WELL. ive definitely more than once had a cliff hanger i purposefully put to fuck with people. bc that's very fun to do at times. only a few! im not typically the cliff hanger type. but Sometimes. it's fun to be like "ooOOoO what's gonna Happen?(emotional pain is what's gonna happen)". ive also been just plain mean many, many times, but i dont think i could count that as playful lol. times where i am Kind Of brutal towards goro. with even more to come <3 he's just such a great target lol. tho of course akira will have his time too heheh

questions r from here !

[franeridart]

Anon said: Do you have any more of the comics where Kiri's cat gets into Bakugo's apartment?? B being a dumbass is adorable hrnfjf

I don’t, sorry!! But the very amazing extremely skilled chonideno wrote a whole wonderful fic on it, so you can read that if you want more!! I still can’t believe she did that for me ily mag ;;;

Anon said: kirishima with......... a braid

Honestly the best thought horikoshi should get on that already 🙏

Anon said: i think... that bakugo should give kirishima a sleeby nose smooch..... as a treat.........

Anon said: hello it is i, sleeby nose kiss anon, and i want to say that kiri should also get to wear bakugo's sweatshirt. as a treat. i think he deserves it.

I think kirishima deserves anything and everything in the world and then some so honestly yes, bakugou should absolutely do that! It’d be very soft and it’d make me very happy

Anon said: your blog is a kirishima fucking goldmine thank you for your service in these dark ass times

I’m very glad you enjoy my indulging myself for the past 4+ years hahahaha the more kirishima there is in the world the better, that’s for sure 💕

Anon said: WHAT is your drawing process please reveal your secrets I am b e g g i n g you

It’s nothing complicated, honestly! I sketch out a very rough idea of what I want to draw, then line it as loosely and smoothly as I can manage, add flat colors on another layer, shadows on a multiply layer clipped on the flats one, and then adjust the light/intesity of the colors with a airbrush tool on an overlay layer - it’s really the simplest process known to human artist hahaha I posted a step by step on my patreon at some point, but maybe one day I’ll find a way to make a process video and show you guys how I do it.................... maybe if I’ll ever get to buy an ipad, that’d make my life easier

Anon said: OH MY GODYOUR VIGILANTE AU JUST-- HSJXJDJDJS THESE IDIOTS

So very glad people are still finding and liking that one! I had fun for the little it lasted, it was a very self-indulgent au haha

Anon said: Your art is honeslty the only thing keeping me going atm cause I'm going through a tough time rn and your kiribaku art just 🥰🥰🥰 also what program do you use?? I've cycled through so many and I cannot for the life of me find a good one

Thank you so much! I use easy pain tool sai, which is the easiest, most simple program I could find since I’m easily overwhelmed by too complicated things lol it’s got its shortcomings but it works perfectly for the little I have to do :D

Anon said: so i, like, keep going back and reading and re-reading that really long kiribaku comic (the one where kiri won't let baku kiss him) and everything about it makes me happy!! like, your art is already such a delight to look at but you also write them so well and it makes my heart feel all bright and happy and that comic feels like a culmination of all of that and i just feel like '!!!!!!!' everytime

Oh god I nearly forgot about that one, I loved that comic! Had so much fun making it and it was so satisfying to post it 😭😭 I’m happy you still like it and go look at it!! feels very very good to know, thank you! ;;; <3

Anon said: you draw touches, like hugs and stuff, and remind me that i'm a bit touch-starved and i honestly can't say i regret it

Sorry I hope this means that you don’t regret looking at my art even if it reminds you of being touch-starved because I’m!!!! glad to hear that??? though I really hope you’ll get to be hugged soon, anon! ;;;;

Anon said:For some of your black/white art (lineart), do you mind if people color it with proper credit?I like to color manga panels, and I really like your art, so, along with crediting you, is it okay if I color your peices?

I’m not a hundred per cent opposed to it, but I’d prefer it if you could ask before doing so telling me specifically which piece we’re talking about! Cause there’s a couple I’d prefer didn’t get reposted in any form or way, after all ;;

Anon said: I was looking through the jujutsu kaisen tag and found you and looked through some of your recent art and I was about to follow you and then I realized I already followed you for your bnha stuff

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! glad to hear I could make you want to follow me twice over, then!!! 😁

Anon said: Reminder to drink water and relax, overworking yourself isn’t healthy and we all need time to wind down!

Anon thank you!!!!!!!! The same goes to you, take care of yourself!! <3

Anon said: you are the light by nine lashes has me feeling kiribaku feelings and i have not a single person around me who i can tell ;n;

OHHHHHHHHHHHHH I absolutely do know the feel, please feel free to come cry about them in my inbox whenever you’d like anon ( TT^TT)9

Anon said: Could you do a tutorial on lineart? Yours is so clean I’m jealous

It’s not like I don’t want to, it’s just that there’s very little to it I could actually make a tutorial about? I try to keep my sketches vague and simple to not trap myself in the need to make the line look exactly identical to the sketch, and I try to keep my lines as long and uninterrupted as possible, let my hand kind of go the way it feels most comfortable to it if that makes sense, and I use ctrl+z A Lot to be sure the line flows the way I want it to in the direction I want it to go, and that’s honestly all there is to it! It’s not really about technique as much as it is about letting yourself keep as loose and fast as possible while putting down the lines, I really have no idea how else to explain it I’m sorry m(._.)m

Anon said: Sorry if this is an overasked question, but... what are your pronouns? I don’t wanna misgender you -.-

she/her! and don’t worry, you asking is no bother :D

Anon said: can ppl send, like, random hcs or thoughts to you? not like, drawing requests, you don't take those i know, but just because?

Hell yeah, please do!! I love to hear thoughts and headcanons, it makes my own creativity itch to get to work!! 

[theopengrimoire]

So ever since we talked about this, I cant get it out of my head soo... can I get a headcanon of William and Yami having that drinking contest with Patri stepping in?

This was partially inspired by this wonderful William fan art! Also I felt inspired/challenged for a scenario, hope that’s alright.

A Not So Golden Dawn

Birds chirped through the opened window. Waking up to their song usually put William in a good mood, but not today. This was the first morning in a long while that William had not been happy to see the rise of a new dawn, for he was met with the worse headache of his life. The captain of the Golden Dawn laid in bed, eyes closed in attempts to hold back the waves of nausea plaguing him. This was an unpleasant morning indeed.

With each passing minute, William was waking up more and more, and with his alertness came memories of the previous night. William sighs, realizing what, or rather who to blame for his current predicament: Yami Sukehiro. Yes this raging hangover was the Black Bulls Captain’s fault. William’s memories of the event started off clear and got fuzzier as the night went on.

“Come on Vangeance, lighten up will ya? Have a drink or two, that way it won’t be so painful when I empty out those pockets of yours!” Yami taunts as he pushes the sloshing beer stein into William’s hands. William stares at the golden liquid while Yami chugs his first glass. “What’s the matter Goldy Guts? You afraid of making a fool of yourself if you have a drink? Well if you ask me, nothing looks weirder than that goofy mask of yours.” Yami chides, waving at the bartender for another round. William sighs, shaking his head at Yami.

“No Yami, that’s not it,” William replies. He can’t tell Yami that the reason he’s not drinking is to make sure he doesn’t slip up and let the world know about the elf spirit that resides inside of him.

“Then what is it? Clover Premium Select not your cup of tea? What? You drinkin’ that fancy wine all those damn royals drink?” William shakes his head in disagreement. “Come on then Vangeance! It’s no fun drinking alone!”  Yami pushes William again to take a sip of beer. William complies only to please the God of Destruction before him.

“So, refresh my memory, what are the rules of this game again?”

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 William never thought that this would be the instance in which he lost to the Black Bull’s captain. It didn’t help that William had never played poker before, but how hard could a card game be? William glanced at the cards in his hand before looking to the liquid in his glass. Despite taking small sips over the last hour, the glass never seemed to empty. Was someone re-filling his drink when he wasn’t looking? For this reason it was hard for William to gauge how much alcohol he actually consumed and was most likely the reason why his concentration was wavering and the room was spinning.

“Hahahaha, looks like I win again Vangeance! Lady Luck just isn’t on your side!” Yami cheers, scooping up his winnings. Seeing Yami swipe all of the money off the table left a sour note on William’s tongue. It wasn’t the loss of his earnings. No William was responsible enough with his money that the loss of this coin was nothing for him. No, it was solely the fact that William didn’t want to loose to Yami and bring shame upon the Golden Dawn.

“So it would appear. Would you care for one more game?” William asks, shuffling the deck. Yami chuckles.

“Not getting addicted are ya? Okay, let’s make it interesting this time. If I win, I get your mask.” William gives Yami a puzzeled look. “I’m doing it for your squad. No one should have to see that stupid thing on a daily basis.” Yami remarks before downing another beer and letting out a loud belch.

“Very well,” William replies, dolling out the cards. The Golden Dawn captain looks down at the cards in his hand, but he has to squint to try to bring the cards back into focus. Surely you can’t be serious William. You’re drunk, you can’t even see straight. You’re going to make a mistake. Patri’s voice rings in William’s head. The elf sounded exasperated. I’m fine, it’s just one more hand and- No there’s too much at risk here, rest and I’ll take care of the rest. True to his word, Patri took care of the rest. William doesn’t remember much after he let the elf take over. He vaguely remembers the tables turning and wiping Yami clean of his winnings. This seemed to irk the Black Bull and the only way Patri could shut him up was to beat him in a drinking contest. Apparently elves can hold their liquor better than their human counterparts or humans in general, because Patri drank Yami under the table. And that’s it, that’s all William could remember for the past 12 hours. William couldn’t remember Patri returning back to base or the questioning looks he got from Langris and Alecdora as he stumbled through the halls at 1 am. 

William groans as he sits up, swinging his legs out of the bed. The light streaming through the windows makes his brain scream in agony. William trudges to the bathroom. A shower. A shower is what he needed to clear his head. Sadly the hot steam was not enough to cure the world’s worse hangover. Patri, why did you have to go that hard last night? William is only met with a chuckle from his friend.

The blond dries his hair with a towel before wiping the steam off the mirror. William nearly shrieks at the sight before him. It’s not his usual scars that have startled the man, but his ears. Embedded in each earlobe is a shiny new stud. PATRI!!!!!!!! WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT?!? Oh right, I forgot to tell you I’ve been thinking of piercing my ears for a while and- They’re my ears too! William scrambles to try to remove the studs only to be yelled at by Patri. Don’t you dare remove them yet! You have to leave them in for six weeks to heal or they’ll close up and I’ll have to do it again! William groans loudly, the sun’s golden rays now fully illuminating his bedroom. This was hands down the most unpleasant dawn he’s ever had as captain.

[purplesurveys]

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survey by xflirtykaosx

Alphabetti Spaghetti (3/3)

Please believe. - P

How many pages did the last book you read have? I don’t even remember the last time I opened it; but if I have to guess, it’s probably anywhere between 600–800 pages.

What do you like on your pancakes? Soaked in butter, with peanut butter and maple syrup on the side. My dad will also sometimes mix bacon into the batter, and it always turns out delicious.

Do you like small parties or large parties more? I love going to any kind of party, but I like large ones just a little bit more just because it’s easier to blend in and go unnoticed for the most part. I usually feel pressured at smaller parties.

What was the last exam you passed in? I have no idea. Maybe a history exam? I remember taking a Rizal exam right before the pandemic started and I never got the results for that since classes were canceled shortly after. I’ll never know if I actually passed that test haha.

Do you think paw prints are cute? Yesssssss.

How much would you pay a neighbour to do your lawn? We have someone in the village who does that, and my mom usually gives him a tip of I would guess around ₱100.

Ordinary pens, scented pens, gel pens or felt tip pens? Ordinary. The other ones write horribly.

Are you a people person? I’ve grown to be one over the years. I do like my alone time, but I have the most fun with a person or two or ten around me.

Do you put pepper on your scrambled eggs? No. I never use pepper myself, actually.

Who, except yourself, has the nicest pet? Angela’s, at least one of her dogs are. Hailey is super nice and she doesn’t really care what you do with her hahahaha.

What's your favourite piece of clothing? Right now, probably my IVP sneakers since they’re my newest purchase. Other than that, my mom jeans are always super reliable.

What place have you gone to that you never would again? Police stations that I had to visit to cover stories for my journalism classes. Maybe it’s other people’s passion – and I thought it was mine at one point, too – but once I found myself in places like that I slowly realized that I didn’t have the fire for journalism I once thought I had.

What do others seem to have plenty of and you have little or none? Nice photos of themselves. I’m very camera shy.

Is pink a nice colour, an okay colour or icky? I personally love pink, so.

Give me a description of a great film plotline? ...I don’t feel like it :(( I also haven’t watched/rewatched any films in a while, so my memory is a bit rusty.

What do you have in your pockets? Nothing I’m wearing right now has pockets.

Do you listen to podcasts? Not really. I’m part of the minority that finds podcasts a little boring.

Have you ever played Poker? I’d guess I’ve tried playing it one or two times, but I’ve never understood the rules and I probably just did some random moves when I did try it.

Do you have a pond in your garden? No.

How about a swimming pool? We don’t.

Do you like Poptarts? I loooooove Pop Tarts and I wish we had more flavors here :( and that they weren’t so expensive.

Do you write notes on post-it notes? Sometimes; but lately I’ve mostly just been making to-do lists on my laptop. Writing takes too much time considering how hectic my job is.

Quiet darling, shh. - Q

Do you ever use the word quaint? Very rarely. I never really get into situations where that word would be most fitting to use.

Do you know what quantum physics is? I know of the term from watching The Big Bang Theory, but I don’t know what it refers to.

Are you a quiet or loud person? Depends on the people I’m with, my general mood, and my level of comfort.

Do you usually ask a lot of questions? I never do. I feel like that’s a weakness of mine, too. My mind never wanders too far, and I’m only able to recognize good questions when someone else raises them.

What's your favourite quote from a film? “Rome. By all means, Rome.”

Favourite quote from a song? “Now I’m told this is life, and pain is just a simple compromise so we can get what we want out of it.”

Are you quick witted? In what aspect? Not always; but yeah, I guess it comes out sometimes. I’m pretty good at witty or funny comebacks, especially with people I’m comfortable with.

Do you find the word queer offensive? Er, no?

Roses are Red and Romance is dead. - R

Do you listen to the radio often? I used to, since I once drove to school everyday and I liked having the radio on - especially in the morning, since there was a morning program I was hooked to. But now that I’m at home 24/7, I don’t really tune in anymore; I don’t even have the slightest clue what songs are trending rn.

Do you prefer rain or snow? We only get rain, so.

Have you ever ran into someone and injured you or them due to it? Fortunately no, for both circumstances.

Do you listen to rap music? K-Pop groups always have their own rap sub-unit, so yeah I’ve definitely been more exposed to rap these days.

Do you find pet rats gross or nice? Why? I guess it’s cute when they’re pets, since I’m sure they’re harmless. Not so much when they’re big black filthy rats that are house pests and probably carrying a lot of diseases.

Have you ever been to a rave? No. I’d love to experience it once.

Are you somewhat of a rebel? Nah.

How about reckless? Now this hits the spot more, especially when it comes to money lol

Do you prefer red, black or purple dresses? Black, then red, then purple. I don’t wear a lot of the latter to begin with.

Do you know how to reload a gun? I don’t; I’ve never even held a real gun before.

Do you remember your first best friends Mum's name? I don’t think I ever met her mom. Our friendship was super short-lived and didn’t go beyond preschool.

Do you have a good or a bad reputation? Idk, you’d have to ask other people for this I think.

What song do you request most often on the radio? I’ve never requested a song to radio stations.

Do you prefer rice or tofu? I need rice for literally every meal, otherwise it won’t feel filling. I like tofu too, but I only have it occasionally when it comes with some dishes.

Have you ever held a rifle? Nope.

Do you know a Robert? What's he like? I have an uncle-in-law named Robert. He’s very nice, and super intelligent; he’s from New Zealand but currently lives with my aunt and their family in Vietnam. Since he’s from a different country, he has lots of fun stories and different perspectives to share at family reunions, which makes me always want to sit at whichever table he’s at so that I can be part of interesting conversations.

Do you like rollercoasters? No.

Been to Rome, Italy? Nope.

Are Roses your favourite flower? They’re one of them.

So sweetheart, lets fan. - S

Do you feel safe in your neighbourhood? Yeah, I mean that’s kind of the whole point in living in a gated village. I’d be pretty alarmed if I ever hear of a crime happening here.

Whose the Patron Saint of your Country? St. Lorenzo Ruiz. I actually didn’t know that for a fact, so thanks for the Google search and impromptu lesson!

Do you put salt on your fries? Yessssssss, I need my fries to be very salty. Unless it was already seasoned with something else, I’d find it boring if it wasn’t salty enough.

Do you think we are all born the same? In some ways, yes; in some ways, no. I know everyone is born as humans worthy of love and respect, but when it comes to factors like privilege then that’s when circumstances start to get all different.

When did you stop believing in Santa? I never bought it. I used to always get frustrated that I was never allowed to meet Santa (none of my relatives ever played as him), and that he apparently just likes to leave gifts at midnight. Not seeing a Santa made me doubt and eventually I just kinda stopped buying it by the time I was like 5.

Do you think the name Sarah is pretty? Erm, it’s fine but I find it a little common.

Is Saturday your favourite day of the week? Fridays are, but Saturdays are a very close second.

Have you ever watched Saved By The Bell? Opinions? Nope.

What about the Saw films? Opinion? I haven’t, but I know they’re my eldest cousin’s favorite so it must be a good series.

Are you easily scared? In certain ways. I hate jumpscares for one, and I easily get offended by them.

What's your secondary language, if any? English.

Name all the things you can see from where you're sitting? The entirety of my bedroom.

What's the last sentence you spoke out loud? “JAY KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY”

Have you changed your default settings on your computer? Some of them just to change some aspects of the appearance, but I didn’t do a complete overhaul.

What year did you turn seven in? 2005.

How important is sex in a relationship how important is sex from 1-10? For me, probably like a 3 or 4.

What is your favourite shade of blue? Sky or royal.

Shade of Purple? BTS purple, I guess? Hahaha.

Favourite shape? I don’t have one.

Do you know a girl called Sharon? Nope.

How about Shari? Nope.

Do you shave your arms, legs, pubic hair and/or somewhere else? I shave, but not all of these areas.

When was the last time you were sick? May 2020 was the last time I felt like death.

What's the worst side effects you've had due to a medication? I’ve never gone through side effects from a medication.

What does your signature look like? A very lazy scribble of the first and last letters of my whole name.

Do you like silk? What do you own that is silk? It’s okay, but I never actively search for it. I have one set of silk pajamas but that’s it.

Do you sip or drink hot drinks fast? As much as possible I don’t like getting in contact with hot beverages. I wait for them to cool down considerably before I take my first sip.

How about with alcohol? Sure, I like to take them fast so that I don’t feel the nasty burn on my tongue.

Do you have sisters? How many, what ages and what're they called? Nina is turning 21 this year.

Is your grandmother older than sixty five? Both of them are, yeah.

Do you slam doors often? Nope.

Have you ever slapped someone in the face? For what reason? Yes. Because he had slapped me first. I was in so much shock that my first and only instinct was to hit back.

Do you snack a lot or just eat big meals? I like letting myself go hungry then reward myself with a very generous serving to eat in one go.

Do you smile more often, or frown? Smile.

Are you wearing socks? No, I haven’t worn any in a while.

Do you say sorry too often? Yes.

What's a sound that always soothes you? This. I always play it before turning in, or when I need to calm down.

Do you carry a lot of spare change? How much is on you now? Not so much anymore, since I’ve been increasingly going cashless.

Do you own a swimsuit of the Speedo brand? I don’t think so.

Do you like sunflowers? They have a personal meaning to me, so yes. It’s not my ultra favorite, though.

[londonfog-chan]

Narancia Ghirga x Reader Part 2: Giorno

Y’all already know I’m up in here taking a hammer to the canon.

...

No one could ever love Haruno more than you, except for Narancia.

You’re so amazed, he has very quickly bonded with the little boy almost since the first few seconds he’s been in his new home. When you brought the baby home the first night, shivering and making soft whimpers in your neck, Narancia ran to the both of you and plucked the baby out of your arms. Haruno panicked at Narancia’s desperate attempts to take care of him, only reassured when you stayed right by his side.

It feels as though the events of the past never happened. Being with Narancia and the other boys he hangs around with, it’s like this is where you and Haruno have always been. The others have opened up to you when they saw Haruno in your arms, and the baby is a welcome addition to the home they’ve all built together.

“Haruno! Do you want some salami?”

“Can Haruno try a bit of spaghetti?”

“Haruno! Who’s that! Is that your sorella? Where’s sorella?”

Half the time he doesn’t know where to turn when there’s affection in all directions. Buccellati smiles and wraps the baby in his strong arms whenever you need to get something for him. Mista will watch him no questions asked. Stoic, abrasive Abbacchio smiles whenever the little one is placed delicately in his lap. Fugo is calmer when he helps to tutor Narancia, it definitely helps that Fugo has taken to balancing Haruno on his lap while he works with your boyfriend, and it’s amazing to see the love of your life understand the work for the first time when he’s got a young listening ear to explain everything to. When Narancia explains the problems to Haruno, a light goes off in his brain and he’s able to solve them easily. Haruno’s eyes widen when Narancia lifts him in the air, smiling and happy as he’s never seen someone be before.

So it’s no surprise when the little boy lifts himself off the blanket one day, and toddles towards an approaching Narancia who is laden with armloads of groceries for everyone.

“Hey! Look! He’s walking towards me! He chose me, he loves me more than you amore! Hahahaha!”

He teases you about Haruno loving him more without truly meaning any malicious intent, and he’s not above picking up the little boy and showering the both of you with kisses to prove it. One of many things that made you fall in love with Narancia is his heart. He has so much love to give, taking in a child that doesn’t really have any blood attachment to either of you and treating the baby as though he is the most precious treasure in the world. It’s even more amazing to see Haruno respond to this abundance of love. For the first few nights he wakes up and shivers silently in the darkness between you and Narancia, and you both start staying up late to make sure Haruno doesn’t wake up alone. After a while, he’s gotten better at communicating his needs. He starts crying when he’s wet or when he’s hungry. He’ll reach to Narancia while you’re feeding him, or if Narancia is changing him he will reach for you, taking your fingers in his tiny hands.

“Who gave him that stupid ass name, Sposina?” Narancia whispers.

It never fails to make you purr in pleasure when Narancia calls you his little wife, but you must be silent. Haruno is finally asleep. He smells sweet and clean, the clothes that Buccellati bought for him are warm because he just exudes heat, kicking off his new baby blanket as he dreams between the two of you in your warm bed. It’s been a long day, full of love and fun and delicious things to eat and beautiful things to see, and Haruno falls asleep quickly when you and Narancia are there to tuck him in.

The rash is gone, Buccellati took the child to the doctor at the frantic insistence of Narancia, and your boyfriend had taken over any administering of medications. You knew why he wanted to care for the baby, and it only endeared you more to your lover instead of making you jealous. Haruno couldn’t have fared better if another family had taken him in. They wouldn’t have been able to match that love.

“His mother.” You grumble. “I know… I hate it too.”

“She wasn’t Italian?”

“No.” you rub your hand softly over your brother’s soft tummy. “Really Haruno is my step brother, his mother is Japanese and she married my father when he left for a month.”

Narancia remembered that month. You’d been left behind with not much money, wandering aimlessly and trying to buy something simple for yourself with next to nothing. Counting coins left over in a line and almost about to walk away when he told you he’d like to treat you to something. It was when you both sat down together, his favorite pizza between the two of you, that he noticed your scarred arms and the sallow face. You were almost lost to a depression that had been building for sixteen years before he tore you away from that life.

“I think it’s a stupid name.” Narancia’s violet eyes sparkle with hate in the moonlight.

Calloused hands meet yours on Haruno’s tummy. With such tender love and affection, Narancia takes your fingers to his lips and kisses them. A loving gesture. One that relaxes you when Haruno is in the room and the both of you must be mindful of the noise.

“I’ve got a better one for him.” Narancia’s voice pierces the silence gently.

“Oh?”

You look up at him. There’s a mile wide smile on your face. He flutters his beautiful long eyelashes at you, and it brings such a sense of security to know that the beautiful young man laying across from you and your brother will never leave you two. Throughout the relationship, the first you’ve ever been in, he has been nothing but sincere and loyal to you. Narancia too knows the pain you both have endured. Back before Haruno came, when you and Narancia would be at your most vulnerable, he would hold you tightly against his chest, running a soft touch along the scars on your skin that had long since faded away. He used to tell you those scars were his, guiding your hands along his scars and telling you those were yours. Whispers that you both are one, will always be one, because the cuts and bruises will fade. But your love will always stay.

“Giorno. We’re going to call him Giorno from now on.”

Your heart feels like it will fly away. Propelled by love.

It’s a special name for him because that’s been the name he’s always wanted to give to his firstborn. If he’s told you once, he’s told you a million times: he wants a family of his own, and he wants it with you. The way he describes the life he will give you is so dreamy and makes your heart warm, he will show you pictures of gardens in magazines or books that Fugo brings him from the library and he’ll tell you the kinds of flowers he wants planted in the garden he will make for you. Sometimes when the two of you would walk hand in hand down the streets, he’ll point out the color of the buildings and tell you that’s going to be the color of the house he will build for you.

Of course Buccellati has taken extreme measures to make sure you and Narancia don’t become parents too early. Both of you are, to be frank, dumb ass teens with little more than your desperate passions on your minds, begging your Capo to let you both have kids when between the two of you, you maybe have one collective brain cell (that belongs to you the majority of the time). Stupidly you both thought that was the next step to take in a relationship when you were in love.

“Sposina?”

“Mm?”

He looks at you like he hasn’t been fed in months, but you know the look has nothing to do with food.

“Let’s make Giorno a big brother.”

A soft squeak catches in your throat, you can’t help it. He’s looking at you so intensely.

“Are you… Do you really want to?” you whisper.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.” He affirms. “Come here. Come to me. I’ve got everything I’ve ever wanted. It’s time we took this further. Vieni qui, sposina mio…”

How can you refuse him?

Carefully, mindful of your little Giorno, you move him to the warmth of your side of the bed and lose yourself to the languid kisses of your desperate boyfriend. This is also why you love him. His passion. His intensity. It burns you like fire and you have to really try to keep yourself quiet as his fingers toy with the hem of your nightgown.

The soft sound of a zipper makes your face turn red. No turning back now. Narancia has his tongue in your mouth and his kisses are heated and frantic. You reach down to take Narancia’s manhood in your hands, totally excited at the prospect of it being freed…

And you’re met with a strong hand around your wrist.

“Get back to your side, now.”

You open your eyes to see you’re suddenly face to face with Buccellati in his night wear. Narancia is gaping on the other side of his friend’s body. Buccellati is between you both, like a wall, while Giorno is blissfully unaware of anything happening around him. Without question you obey, scooting back to your sleeping brother while Buccellati slips in between you and Narancia. He acts as a barrier, placing Giorno on his buff chest while Narancia is too red faced to focus or protest, turning his back to his Capo while you burn in shame on the other side.

“Both of you go to sleep.” He hisses.

You both do so.

But you still can’t help but smile, thinking that you wouldn’t rather be anywhere else.

[padfootagain]

The King And You (VIII)

Part 8: Leave The Gun, Take the Cannoli

Here we go again for a new part of this series.

Caspian's modern adventures continue, and oh dear, the situation is just getting more ridiculously crazy by the minute hahahaha!! But it's not as sad as my two previous chapters. It's just fun, really. And starting to be all fluffy hihihihihi!!

I hope you like this new chapter!

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Your world was about brushes and colours. About beauty in the ordinary, and seeing masterpieces in clouds and bloody battles in the reddened sky. You painted because you could turn the world you felt uncomfortable in into your own. Yet, despite that form of imaginary scenery, there wasn't magic. No spells, no coloured sparks shot out of wooden wands, no future guessed in tea leaves, no unicorns. It wasn't the kind of magic you were ready to accept.

And yet, as you let your gaze wander off across the street outside your window, you remembered that the guy you had let sleep on your sofa for a night – and had knocked out unconscious with a hairdryer, let's not forget how it all began – was apparently from another world. He had apparently walked through a 'doorway' between your world and his… Narnia, he called it.

In your hands, your coffee was growing cold, but you didn't mind. You weren't hungry, and had decided to skip breakfast. Your mind was too busy to let you eat.

Narnia. Magic door between worlds… in your closet…

Of course…

And yet, you could not find another explanation for the whole thing. The way Agatha seemed to believe it all, and worse, to know about it! The way he acted, the whole story about his friends dying decades ago… Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth. Sherlock Holmes was quite right on that one, you guessed… but was Narnia to consider as improbable or impossible?

The sun was rising above New York, but its soft, shy rays were not shedding any light on this particular mystery. Instead, it simply turned the sky into a paler blue than usual.

It had been a week now since you had left Caspian at Agatha's house, and you had had no news. Which wasn't that surprising, considering that you barely knew Caspian in the first place. He was probably busy looking for a way to get a passport… or another one of his magic passages.

Or… he had gone home after his prank on you. Actually, that could be the proof you needed…

Ha! What better way to frame him and Agatha for their deception? Because it had to be a deception, obviously. There was no other explanation. Right?

It would put the Narnia issue into the impossible box, and your life would be back to normal.

Yes! It was decided! As you sprung to your feet, abandoning your coffee on your table to grow cold and hurried to the bathroom instead, ready to get dressed.

You would drive to Agatha's house and catch them red-handed! Or rather, not catch Caspian, and thus proving the whole ordeal was a mere fraud. No ground-breaking, earth-shattering story here.

Yes! That would surely work.

Right?

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 Caspian, however, was still at Agatha's. She had given him some new clothes, and if he didn't find them as comfortable as his own, he did reckon that they were better suited for this world. Agatha had contacted her old friend, Roger, and a meeting was set for this very afternoon in New York, in a place called Central Park. Caspian was anxious, although excited as well. Agatha was willing to help, and she believed him. It was lovely talking about Narnia with her, about the stories they had to share about their two lives. He spoke for hours of tales he had lived with her family and on his own, she talked of her mother and the life she had here. She talked of her children and he told her about his love for the sea. There was such a level of understanding between them, two people speaking the same language in a world that seemed to be written in another tongue. It felt so good to be understood. It felt safe. If Caspian was still mourning his family, and scared of what the future may hold for his people if he couldn't come back quickly, he was less afraid now that he had an ally.

As he watched the bleeding leaves being carried by the wind while they fell from the maple trees, he found that there was something else weighing on his heart, and when he searched through his heart for the cause behind his worry, all he could see was your face.

Why did he miss you so? He didn't even know. He had not spent so much time with you, and yet he found himself now wishing for you to be near him again. If he felt safe in Agatha's care and was grateful for all her efforts to help him, he wished you could be here.

He thought about leaving this land for England. Agatha had showed him on a map where the two countries stood, and indeed, they were separated by an impressive distance. He would have thought that months would be needed to cross the ocean that tore the lands apart, but Agatha had assured him that it would merely take a day. So many miles that he would put between you and him. And then, if all worked out as he hoped it would, he would go back to Narnia, and never see you again. The thought of never hearing your voice again, never seeing your face, never listening to you talk about what you loved, and that stunned smile you gave him when he behaved strangely, and… oh… everything about you, really… the thought that he would never see you again was more painful than his fear of never going home. And he couldn't explain why. He felt that way, and that was all the truth he had for now.

"Here you go, drink some tea! It'll help!"

"I'm fine," Caspian lied as Agatha sat on the chair opposite him in the kitchen.

"You are troubled. And I am guessing you have many reasons to feel that way."

"Indeed," he nodded, accepting the tea with a grateful smile.

"Don't worry about this afternoon. I'm sure Roger can help us."

"I am very grateful, for everything you are doing for me."

"You're family," she brushed his remark away with a tender smile and a wave of her hand, simple gestures that made Caspian's heart hurt in a soft way.

But even Agatha's soothing tea could not push you out of his thoughts. And as it wandered off, his mind formed a question that he found torturing.

Would you remember him?

He would probably never see you again. And if you had met in what could certainly be described as an odd situation, you had spent so little time together compared to what a lifetime was. He would be merely a blink in your life. A weird adventure that would linger in your memory for a while. But for how long?

Somehow, he knew he would never forget you. Standing there in your towel after he stepped into your world, the look on your face at the police station, eating pizza with him, anger at your ex, doubt in your eyes at his story, sitting by his side as he cried, how you tried to wrap your mind around his and Agatha's explanations… he didn't think you believed him, even now. It did not change the fact that he believed in the kindness he had read in the way you looked at him, in the way you moved, in the smile you had offered him…

No, most definitely, he would never forget you. And it wasn't because of how you had met, at least, he wasn't sure it was the only reason.

But would you remember him?

He opened his mouth to ask his question out loud, without thinking, when he was interrupted by the doorbell. Agatha hurried to go open the door, and Caspian was left alone in the kitchen, staring down at his fuming tea, his questions unanswered.

"Oh! What a pleasure to see you!"

Agatha's voice rang through the house, and Caspian's attention was pulled to the present.

"Caspian! Come and see who's here!"

The King stood with a frown, walking to join Agatha until he could see who was on the threshold, and the sight got him frozen on the spot.

It was…

"You…"

He crossed the distance between him and the door at last, letting out a shaky breath while a smile made its way to his lips.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

"Y/N? What…" he stuttered, too stunned. "What are you doing here?"

And you were just as stunned as he was.

Because, by coming to Agatha's home, you expected him to be gone and to finally have the proof that none of their tales were true; but now you were standing before Caspian.

And also because… well, he was wearing normal clothes this time. A white shirt that fitted him a little too perfectly, and a dark pair of jeans. Your heart was skipping beats, for reasons you would have preferred to deny but truly, you couldn't hide this even to yourself. He looked gorgeous.

"Hi…" you let out in a breath. "Well, I… I just… wanted to know how you were. And…"

"And?" Caspian encouraged you as you didn't continue your sentence, but you shook your head.

If he was still here, then it could only mean that… or perhaps he just lived there, with Agatha?

Oh, but the look on his face… like he was so genuinely stunned and yet ecstatic to see you again. No one could fake that. Could they?

"Nevermind. How are you?" you answered.

"I'm well. What about you?"

"I'm okay."

"Come in, Y/N!" Agatha invited you in, but even her intervention could not completely bring the two of you back to earth. Your minds were still hovering somewhere up in the stratosphere.

"I… I just wanted to see how you two were," you answered shyly, your eyes never leaving Caspian's almost-black irises.

"Come on in!" Agatha insisted. "I've just made tea!"

"Please," Caspian nodded, and for some reason, you couldn't refuse him.

"Okay, but not too long."

"Brilliant! I'll make you a cuppa, just a sec!" Agatha hurried to the kitchen, while you stepped in the house.

Caspian took your jacket, and he stood maybe a little too close to you, but none of you were willing to put more distance between the two of you.

What the hell was going on between you two?

You couldn't deny that he was fairly attractive, but that couldn't be just what was going on here. You had come to break his whole tale into pieces, and instead you found yourself pulled towards him by invisible strings from which you couldn't cut yourself loose.

And he had wanted to see you again, but he wanted to talk to you not simply stare at you wide-eyed like he did now. Instead, he found himself pulled towards you like a comet changing its course next to a sun.

"I… I didn't think I would see you again," he let out in a breath, hoping you wouldn't notice how tight his throat had become.

"I just… I thought I would drop by. Have a chat… and I… to be completely honest, I was wondering if you would still be here."

"Well, I am. And I… I'm glad you came."

You exchanged a smile, before hearing Agatha calling for you in the kitchen, and you finally headed to join her.

"So… did you call your friend?" you asked your host as you sat around the table by Caspian's side.

"Yes! We're going to meet him this afternoon, actually! Central Park. The perfect occasion for a lovely walk."

"Have you explained anything to him already?"

"Not in detail. These aren't the kind of things you should talk about on the phone. But I told him that I needed a favour, and he was eager to help. I have no doubt he will get us all that we need."

"Great!"

"But… why don't you stay for lunch?" Agatha offered. "And you can come back to New York with us!"

"I… I have my own car."

"We would have taken the train, would you mind terribly to take us at least to the train station?"

You smiled, defeated already.

"I can take you to New York, it would be my pleasure."

"You don't have to, I'm sure you had things planned," Caspian added, quite uncomfortable, but you brushed his doubts with a laugh.

"It's okay."

"You could even come with us to see Roger!" Agatha went on.

You hesitated, but had to admit that you were very curious. Besides, the most plausible explanation for all this was still something between a magical land called Narnia and an elaborated con that for now had not given you much trouble.

So, why not investigate a little further?

"You know what? I'd love to meet him!" you answered.

"It won't bother you?" Caspian asked with hope badly hidden in his eyes.

"No, I want to."

You exchanged a bright smile.

And that was how you found yourself taking the two of them to Central Park…

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 Caspian loved Central Park.

Red and orange hues against the vivid blue of the sky, green grass plunging into ponds, ducks running around, and for once, people who didn't seem to be hurrying anywhere. Time seemed slower in the park than in the rest of the city, and this slower, more human rhythm, fitted him much better. It was closer to the heartbeat of his kingdom.

A pair of squirrels chased each other across the path before them, as you came closer to the bench where Roger were to meet you.

And indeed, an elderly man, tall and undoubtedly strong was waiting on the bench, reading a newspaper, wearing a grey hat and a grey coat and all in all an ensemble of clothes that made him a perfect cliché of a leading role from a film noir.

He grinned at the sight of Agatha, and you were surprised to find them holding hands in a tender gesture as they met.

"Oh, Agatha. Still as beautiful as the morning sun."

"Oh, Roger! Don't start! You're such a charmer," Agatha blushed, but her whole frame shining now with joy.

"I'm so happy to see you again."

"Me too. It has been way too long."

"You haven't changed a bit."

"In years! Of course, I have!"

"Not to me."

You and Caspian exchanged a knowing look. So… that's why Roger was so eager to help… he was completely weak-in-the-knees under Agatha's charms.

You found the two of them adorable, to be honest…

"This is Caspian, the man I told you about. And this is Y/N, a friend," Agatha introduced you.

You shook hands with Roger, or well, he crushed your hand more than shook it, actually. Caspian though didn't seem to notice, and by the surprise on Roger's face, the king must have matched his vigour in his handshake.

"Nice to meet the two of you. So, you're the one who needs my help."

"I am indeed," Caspian nodded.

"He needs to travel to England," Agatha explained. "But for a very complicated reason, that I will not tell you, so no need to ask… he doesn't have a passport."

"And can't make one?"

"I'm afraid not. He has no papers."

"None?

"It's a long story. But I would be grateful if you could help."

"For you, Agatha, anything. But I'll still need to know what papers you need and why you need them. It will change the quality of the copies."

You started to walk together down the path again, keeping your voices low, but there was no one around. And you seemed to be the only one nervous in the company.

"He needs to go to England. That's all."

"Hmm… that can be tricky. It would help if he wasn't going alone. Will you two travel with him?"

"I'll go," Agatha nodded.

You opened your mouth to reply, but Roger, with a look on his face signalling that he was using every braincell he had to a point that you expected smoke to pop out of his ears, cut you off.

"Are you two together? It would make the trip safer if you went as a couple."

"What?!" both Caspian and you exclaimed.

"Trust me! In my experience, families and couples are less suspicious than a lone man. It'll help greatly passing the security."

"Y/N is not travelling with us," Caspian shook his head.

"Shame. It would have helped."

"Can you help us get the papers?" Agatha drew the conversation back on track.

"Sure. It'll take a couple of weeks though. Will need a picture of your friend. A few info. Name etc. But nothing I can't handle."

"For the price…"

"Oh, Agatha. Don't insult me. All I want in exchange is to take you to the opera, like we used to, back in the days."

She giggled, but nodded all the same, and you promised yourself to make her tell you everything about it.

"I reckon you're losing in that bargain, my dear Roger."

"Oh, no. I'm winning."

It's only when Agatha took his arm, shifting the material of his coat, that you noticed the holster he wore, and were reminded that he was, indeed, a member of the mafia.

"I'll contact you when it's ready. But let's take a walk for now, it's a lovely afternoon," he went on.

After a few minutes, he and Agatha were leading the way, a few meters before you, lost in a conversation of their own. By your side, Caspian was walking in silence, merely appreciating the beauty of the park, and the joy that coursed through his soul at the thought of having you near him for just a little while longer.

"Really, Roger makes me feel like I'm lost on the set of the Godfather," you broke the comfortable silence surrounding the two of you.

Caspian frowned.

"Is it a book? Or a… I believe you call them… movies?"

"You know what a movie is?" you asked, surprised, and your eyes narrowed as you thought that maybe he had trapped himself. But there was no lie in his eyes when he answered.

"Agatha explained them to me and showed me one on her… what is the black screen called again?"

"A television." You smiled. It sounded more like the Caspian you knew.

"Yes! She showed me… I believe it was the War of the Stars?"

"Star Wars?"

"Yes! Star Wars! I didn't understand much of it, to be honest."

You broke into laughter.

"Well, she sure started strong!"

"It was such a strange story," Caspian went on, shaking his head and frowning. "They were in the sky!"

"Yeah! Well, for now we're still stuck here. On earth. Or on the moon, but it's not such a nice place to spend your holidays, really."

Caspian looked at you with shock.

"The moon? What do you mean?"

"Armstrong? He… walked on the moon."

"What?!"

"Decades ago. We sent a group of people to walk on the moon."

He was stopped in his tracks.

"How?"

"We built a very big… ship. And we sent them up there. I have to admit that I can't help you on the technicalities, I'm no scientist."

"You can go to the moon?"

"Well, not personally, but… some of us have been to the moon, and back. Yes."

"The moon?"

"Yes, the moon."

You laughed. That was it, you had broken him.

"That is amazing! Can you go further? Beyond the moon?"

"Not for now. But that's already not that bad I reckon."

"Not that bad?! It's… unbelievable! Can you go to the moon if you want to?"

"Oh, no! No, it's very dangerous and expensive, you don't just go to the moon like that. We haven't sent anyone in years, actually. There has to be a scientific interest or something…"

"This is still unfathomable to me."

"More than travelling from a world to another?"

He let out a laugh.

"I guess that you have a point."

You walked for a few minutes more in silence, and you had to admit that it was nice. Walking down the path, sunlight piercing through the branches of tall trees, red and yellow skeleton leaves gathering at your feet with the wind, and Caspian by your side, who looked so amazed to see all that surrounded him. He didn't seem so scared nor worried anymore. He seemed almost happy, and for some reason, seeing him like this made you happy too.

"What will you do for the two weeks you'll have to wait through to get your passport?" you asked him, tearing his attention away from the children feeding the ducks on your right he was staring at, so he could look at you again.

"I… I don't know. I haven't thought about it," Caspian admitted.

"You should visit New York! I mean… if there's nothing else you can do anyway, why not seize the opportunity."

Caspian shrugged, burying his hands in the pockets of his long black coat.

"I wouldn't want to bother Agatha more than needed. She is already doing a lot for me."

You tried to bite your tongue. You really did. Because your head screamed at you to not say what you were about to say, and yet you just couldn't stop the words as they passed your lips.

"I could help."

Caspian couldn't refrain a grin.

"Really?"

"Sure," you nodded, mentally slapping yourself. "I mean, it could be fun!"

"Well, I would love to, if it doesn't bother you."

"It doesn't bother me at all, I want to show you around," you answered, and your words were too earnest to be stopped.

You guessed that was why you couldn't suppress the offer, the truth was, you wanted to see him again, no matter how crazy his story was, and how much mystery still surrounded him. There was just… something about him. Telling you that you could trust him, making you want to be close to him, even for just a moment longer. And as you looked in your heart for the truth, you found out that you were ready to take the risk to be betrayed in return for now.

"Then, I would love to visit the town with you," he answered with a bright smile that made your heart beat a little faster… or, well… a lot faster…

"What about I pick you up tomorrow after lunch? What would you like to see?"

"I'll leave it all to you. I trust you to choose our destination."

"Great! It'll be a surprise then!"

"A perfect one, I am sure."

You exchanged a smile, and for the first time since he had arrived, Caspian didn't think about going home.

[keiscait]

Hello!! Could I get a haikyuu living room matchup? 🥺💞

I'm 5'5 and have short, green hair, I use any pronouns, preferably they/them though and I'm bisexual! Though I'd prefer male for this matchup! I've been told I can look pretty intimidating, but I'm actually very anxious and touchstarved :') I'm only cold towards people I don't like, but I'm very protective of people I care about! after getting comfortable with someone, I'll be quite touchy since my love language is touch. I can be pretty stubborn and quite well at arguments, so I'll always stand my ground! By zodiac I'm a Sun Taurus, Moon Sagittarius and have an Aquarius rising.

In a partner I'm looking for someone who I can have fun with, joke around, but someone who knows how to be serious when it's needed. Someone who's patient, and pretty emotionally open. I'd like to be able to cuddle with them, and I have sudden bursts where I need reassurance or touch.

I'm resending mine, since reading the latest post I've taken off a portion of my last request! I hope I got everything right this time! -🌿

Hello and welcome, my darling! I’m so sorry for the crazy delay, I hope you’re still here with us. Thank you so much for being so considerate and resending your request to fit with the rules. I won’t make you wait any longer then! Let’s get right to the living room! ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶

Here in the living room, we’re joined by..

(Runner up: Sugawara Koushi)

Oikawa is one of the biggest people-pleasers ever. He’s persistent on tearing down others’ walls, and does so quite skillfully that it’s become second nature to him. While it’s expected of him to be deceptive, he keeps up his sincerity and takes great care with everything he does. 

- OIKAWA IS A FRICKING DISNEY PRINCE 

- ok i just had to get that out of my system

- anyway

- He’d totally get on your nerves at first coz that’s what he’s good at

- kidding again

- I think the fact that you’re cold and intimidating is actually what draws him to you

- Perhaps at first it’ll be for his own selfish reasons, such as wanting to prove to himself that he can get along with anyone, but eventually he’ll be in too deep

- He will succeed at winning you over, so you start opening up to him bit by bit, so he’s like fuck yea. im a god. mission accomplished 😌

- But just when he thinks it’s over, suddenly he finds himself wondering where you are, what you’re doing, why he isn’t with you righT THIS MOMENT

- Then he catches himself and he’s like “Hahahaha, pull yourself together, Tooru 😅”

- But one day, maybe when he’s really stressed out, he stomps out to get some air, and there you are! Looking as radiant as ever! Oh how comforting your presence is and wow did you change your hair he never noticed how it frames your face so wel-- shit.

- He grows quieter than usual as he realizes how taken he is with you

- He considers distancing himself from you because of his pride, but realizes that it’s useless because he just c a n n o t stay away

- SLICK AS HELL WITH HIS CONFESSION. CHANGE MY MIND

- Although this doesn’t change the fact that he was so nervous to admit it

- He is so so so so affectionate, and this will be consistent no matter how much you poke fun at him

- He embraces your stubbornness and how good you are at arguing. He’s used to Iwaizumi, who is similar, and I would go as far as saying he adores this dynamic

- Showers you with praise and affection, and makes sure you don’t ever doubt his feelings for you

- He tries to put a little extra effort into this, and at first glance, it may seem like it’s just coz that’s how he really is, but it’s also because he knows he has a lot of touchy fans who may try to get in the way of your relationship, so this is how he makes it up to you

- Does not hesitate to show you off too. I headcanon that he has a perfectly curated Instagram feed, and takes the most aesthetic couple photos (thanks as well to Takeru who you help babysit sometimes)

- ALWAYS picks you up and drops you off for dates. Non-negotiable for him

- HANDSYYYYY

~

It’s been 3 hours.

He’s been serving, spiking, tossing for 3 whole hours.

This was how he blew off steam - repetitively trying to prove to himself that it wasn’t because he’s incompetent. 

I didn’t lead my team into defeat, he tries to swallow. I didn’t fail them. These thoughts plagued him loudly, completely drowning out whatever sounds surrounded him at the moment.

Volleyballs littered the court; a billowing clap echoing through the gym from the impact of each spike. This has become a routine he has with himself when suffering a loss - he channels his restlessness into practice until he has no other but to rest. Anyway, he’s used to picking himself back up every time, realizing that some things are beyond his control, but he knows he has to let himself ride this wave of uneasiness. And what a mighty wave it was today.

He toppled over out of exhaustion. He sat on the floor of the empty gym, head bowing down, trying to catch his breath from overexertion. With palms faced up, nearly purple from all the friction, he didn’t even notice how numb they’ve gotten. He had to admit he was being a little cruel with himself today.

“Finally had enough?”

He was jolted out of his wallowing by the familiar consolation of your voice. His head whipped to look over his shoulder, and there you stood - the very subject of his affection. Somehow, even with concern pooling from your eyes, fondness still curved over your lips. Just the sight of you made the ringing in his ears stop, and he was now wrapped in a warm silence - like the heat from a fireplace after hours in a blizzard. 

You walked over to where he sat, finding a spot on the floor across him. You reached out and held his hands in yours.

“Go easy on yourself,” you pleaded as you studied his callouses, “I don’t like seeing you like this.”

He sighed as you started to trace shapes on his palms. “I don’t know how else to quiet my thoughts, dearest,” he tried to explain, “this is what I’ve always done to make myself feel better.”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “And how’s that working out for ya, Mr. Hotshot?” Your tone was playful, clearly referring to the sorry state of his hands. Even your teasing brought some slight comfort to him, like it was a reminder that everything else in his life remains the same. 

“You know, you and I are a team, right?”

He blinked at your words. His mouth was slightly parted, about to question the intent behind them, but right then, it hit him.

He was no longer alone. Years spent trying to be an icon, an image, an idea for others to project themselves on; a person who was worth looking up to, who was worthy of being put on a pedestal - these were the things he had always worked towards, carrying this weight on his shoulders by himself. But these were the same things that got him to where he is now: soaked with sweat, barely able to catch his breath, hands swelling from a numbing pain.

Now, it was different. He no longer felt the need to prove himself constantly. The fear of not being enough no longer lingers, and nothing worries him in the middle of the night when he lets his own walls down. He now knows that when his hands are grasping for relief, they don’t have to be numbed by electrifying pain. You’ll be right there, as you are now - soothing circles into his skin, quieting the voices that plague him even when there’s no one in the stands.

~

I hope you liked that, dear! Please don’t hesitate to sit and have a chat with me any day.

Thanks for stopping by! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

[singingcookie]

👀👀 SO. THAT LATEST CHAPTER OF DOJ 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

👀👀👀👀 Yes. It certainly was a thing wasn’t it?  👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 In all seriousness this chapter was really difficult for me to bring myself to work on. And it was mostly because (compared to most of my other chapters) this one was really lacking detail. I had a few moments that stood out but figuring out how to smush them together in a cohesive way was hard. With that said, I’m gonna do something I haven’t done much til now. I’m gonna share my original outline for this chapter under the read more.

I might throw in comments between sections/thoughts. I normally post my outline at the bottom of my chapter documents and gradually get rid of bullet points as I get through them. This’ll be the first time I’ve looked at the outline since I completed, so I apologize for the length this might take on lol. That said....

DOJ CHAPTER 20 SPOILERS READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Deku’s pov this chapter.

Skip ahead to them at the thing. They’re in Tarasanudo in Kanagawa. Somewhere close to the Tokyo Bay. Last train will leave a bit after 9pm.

I like to preface my outlines with a pov if there’s a change from the previous chapter. Any ones that are continuations (so with chapters 9 & 10 for Deku, and chapters 11-15 for Ochako) don’t really get labelled like this but since it was Ochako for 19 I had to. I knew right away this had to be Izuku that we were hearing from because his thoughts--his perception of Uraraka in the story thus far--have been pretty close to nonexistent. I figured it was about time (especially put into this position) for us to glean an idea of what exactly is going on under that curly hair of his.

The second bullet point is just a point of reference for me so I don’t forget anything 😅 I’ll probably carry it on through my next few chapters too. Again, just so I don’t forget as I go since the setting will be relevant until the festival ends.

We get festival shenanigans maybe just them looking around at things at first. He keeps getting wrapped up in Uraraka. Lingering on whatever she does. Her excitement at the foods, the decorations. The way she sways to the music from each and every stall. Obviously this should be at least a few paragraphs. If not a page.

HAHAHAHA, oh man. So much for that. Deku really went damn wild at the start of this chapter. The whole introduction (before Ochako says the FIRST LINE OF DIALOGUE FOR THE CHAPTER WTF) was 2 pages long on my chapter document. And I remember being shook about it. “This much Deku??? You have this much to say?” It probably would have been less if he didn’t want to retell the whole dang story with the netsuke BUT HE DID WHAT HE DOES I GUESS!!

I also added the okonomiyaki scene pretty sporadically, I didn’t have it in my oultine at all. But I needed an introductory scene into them at the festival before Bakugou and Kirishima showed up. I think it turned out pretty well? I got a lot of questions about my research on that one cause it was so specific! 😅 Truth is I just look up those kinda details as I get to them mid-writing. Makes it take longer but the learning part is really interesting and fun for me!

And then there’s also the hints of them being followed by at least  two of their classmates, working up Uraraka and stemming Deku’s fear. Also added because I needed to segue naturally between the okonomiyaki and cork gun scenes.

Uraraka points to a cork gun stall nearby and says that she wants to play. They don’t fully approach the stand though, Uraraka standing back to look over the prizes to see what she wants to play for. He wonders why she doesn’t just play and figure it out later. She says that she’ll play better if she has something in mind already “don’t question my methods” she hums for a moment and he kinda playfully regards her. Maybe a mild stirring of something.

She surges forward, reaching for one of the cork guns while she holds the yen out for the vendor. “Hey, take the next one over.” Oh god Kacchan’s grabbed the same cork gun and now him and Uraraka are glaring at each other. Kirishima apologizes for the interruption, telling Kacchan that he can just take the next one over. He greets Deku who replies while still watching as Uraraka and Kacchan glare even while he complies to their classmate’s request. Both of them slam their money on the counter. Aaaaand they’re making it a competition. Great.

Thiiiiiiis turned out more of less the same, clearly. 😂 I had a different concept in my head originally of how these games worked there. Ended up digging hard for videos and photos to find out properly. Ended up altering my image to match but it still managed to work out on that front, regardless.

I knew I wanted Kirishima and Bakugou here with them (not only because I love the ship) but it gave them a chance to unwind and relax. Kind of ease off on the tension of them being stuck alone together. Not to mention that I felt it would be really good for cementing the idea of a “something more” kind of pondering in Deku.

Kirishima and Deku talk about what they’ve been up to since getting to the festival. Maybe Deku wonders about the snack that Kirishima has. It looks delicious. Some kinda meat thing. “Where’s the stall?” Kirishima tries to explain but Deku just looks lost. “How ‘bout me and--Bakugou just show you where once they’re finished?”

“That sounds--” Deku’s cut off by a whoop and when he looks back to the stand, they’re both setting the cork guns back down. Uraraka’s reveling in her victory and Kacchan tells her she only got one more point, so she shouldn’t be so excited. She says he’d be just as excited if the scores were reversed. The vendor has to remind them they have prizes to pick.

Kirishima and Deku kind of just ^^; about it. They get whatever the prizes are. Ochako maybe picked something with the idea of giving it to Inko. Kirishima says to Bakugou that he told Deku they’d show him to the stand with the meat skewers.

This got altered a LOT WOW. I think the reason this section changed so much was because I was trying to find a way to make the chapter flow. I left a lot of details out and mostly went big picture because I knew this part of the festival would involve a lot of tiny things that would be a pain to plan out. Lots of minor minutiae that I knew I’d get annoyed if I had to change a lot.

I knew I had to keep Kirishima with MEAT because he’s Kiri (hello it’s listed as one of his fav things even!) and I knew I wanted to have him almost tripped up and saying “Katsuki” just to hammer home where exactly they’re at rn in their interactions.

I extended their interactions together because saying “hey let’s walk around” only to separate them with narry another conversation felt pointless and stilted. That’s why I added the extended convo about the game (I didn’t have it in the outline that she cheated but when I thought about the game and her quirk, it was too fitting to not include!) and also the thing about their internships and things being “too calm” again. Was really trying to hammer home one last “YOU SHOULDN’T FEEL COMFORTABLE” for all you readers lol

They might get stuck together for a bit maybe up through the fireworks. They only realize after the fireworks are through. Uraraka wonders about if maybe there’s something that Deku wants to do now, especially since Bakugou and Kirishima p much vanished.

Deku says something offhandedly. He hadn’t really been pulled toward anything in particular. Maybe they could just walk around, see if they find some of the others. Maybe some kinda casual conversation. Ochako has them stop because she sees a yo-yo fishing game and she really wants a water yo-yo.

As you can see, the fireworks scene (which apparently everyone adores?) was very much not planned LOL. Nor was Bakugou clearly and purposefully ditching them. I don’t really have much in the way of explanations other than it’s what felt right. I considered including a time skip or two during this chapter...but then I realized how silly that would be over such a short time period. So I ended up including the ditching (including Bakugou literally yelled that “Nope!” and it was like “oh okay that’s what we’re doing cool thanks for the memo?”) and then the fireworks was a clear “time is passing while he’s wistful” kind of moment. I think it went over well and segued pretty naturally into this.

Deku just watches, musing to himself over how nice this has been...how nice she looks...she said something about wanting to give the stuffed animal in his grasp to his mom. As a thank you for the yukata. He still can’t believe that Inko never said anything to him about it. But honestly...what would he have said. What would he have done? He’s seen her in it for a while now and he still hasn’t commented about it to her…yeah, okay, he did try twice. Once at school and once with Eri but since then he hasn’t bothered to try again.

Maybe it’s pointless. Maybe the fact that he did try twice was the universe saying that it was dumb and he definitely shouldn’t. That he would make her uncomfortable so don’t bother.

Or maybe it wasn’t about her. Maybe it was the universe scolding him from trying to say it around other people… Embarrassing her around her friends and their former teacher...yeah. Yeah, no. It was definitely that. He needed to say something. She deserved to hear it. He couldn’t tell her about her kimono during that New Years celebration. Shouldn’t he tell her now? Respect both her and his mother’s efforts? Yes. He should definitely say something now.

As you can see....pretty much nothing here changed LOL. I knew this was exactly right but some stuff got clarified and extended, I feel. Made it feel a lot more stream of conscious like as a result of that.

Side note Deku has a big tendency to repeat himself mentally when I write him....idk why this happens but it does lmao.

Uraraka comes back over with her water yo-yo. She says something idk what. But Deku starts to try to say something about her thing. Bringing it up very slowly and awkwardly but before he can explain properly she interrupts him. “Deku-kun, do you hear that?” He goes quiet as he listens. Then……screaming. 

Then they hear someone exclaim that it looks like the bonfire is out of control. They look and...that’s not a normal bonfire. Those are blue flames.

LOL “She says something idk what” is such a staple of my outlines I cry. 😂 That and “Idk something else needs to go here figure it out later”

Anyway though another case of extension here. I knew I was gonna have to with “bringing it up slowly and very awkwardly” that’s vague and I had to show that happening so it was bound to be. I actually struggled on whether or not to let him say it. But ultimately it felt dissatisfying to let him say it and not give Uraraka or the readers the chance to dwell on it. It needs a moment to itself. It needs to be a heavy, impactful moment--but the problem is the League reveal was heavier so it would have knocked it away just as much as him not saying it at all.

Obviously my reveal (the last bullet point) changed a lot with how I conveyed it...also Uraraka’s line. But when I was writing it I realized that Uraraka would be more horrified than my outline which, as you can see, is really calm in comparison. But I knew the only way to reveal it all was Dabi blue flames. A staple of the League... But having Deku’s last line was a better ending line.

ANYWAY, sorry that took so long but. There you have it. Deeper thoughts and perspective from the planning of the chapter. I hope this was interesting seeing the difference between my outline, but I apologize if my commentary was at all boring lol

Thanks Kat!! Always happy to talk!!! 💖💖💖💖

[amenomiko]

Let's say the Sengoku Warlords went to the future with MC (because wormhole is a troll for sending them for 3 months straight) and among those days, she run into her EX:

1. Nobunaga: *stare down at her ex with menacing aura*

Ex: So this is your new lover huh? I thought you found someone better MC, but to find someone with a weird name- pfft- are you a history freak now-

Nobunaga: Better than a peasant who wouldn't get her hands in marriage. I guess you are a descendent of ronin with a sad life. *smirk*

MC: N-Nobunaga, don't mind him, let's go- NO DON'T SUMMON HAGURO TO PECK HIS EYES NO ((((;゜Д゜))) (Since when he brings Haguro along??)

2. Hideyoshi

Ex: Wh- wow MC seriously? Instead of a lover he treats you like he is your brother or something. Are you into brotherly love now?

Hideyoshi: Now, now, that is not nice.

Ex: Hah? Who ARE you to say that? You are not my mo- what the hell stop it what are you doing with my head- why are you patting me? STOP!

Hideyoshi: You are the tough one huh? Haha it's alright to feel insecure. But I must thank you for loving MC before me 😊

Ex: Stop- I'm telling you to stop petting my head-- *blushes*

MC:....Are you....crying? .___.

3. Masamune

Ex: PFFFT HE CAN'T EVEN SEE WITH ONE EYE! HAHA MC ARE YOU FINE WITH ANYTHING AS LONG AS HE'S HANDSOME-- BUARGHHH (っ'-')╮=͟͟͞͞🍈) ﾟдﾟ ）

Masamune: Lass, lass, kitten. Calm down- (Where did she get that Melon-)

MC: How dare you.. How DARE YOU to say THAT to the most handsome warlord during Sengoku Period!! You..! *Holds both of her ex's legs and spread it apart*

Masamune: L-LASS- Σ(д)??

MC: CREATURES LIKE YOU SHOULDN'T BREED ୧( ಠ Д ಠ )୨!! *Kicks his *beeep* non-stop with her heels*

Masamune: LASS- MC- MY WIFE..! C-CALM DOWN!! *Hisses* Ehh- Ugh- Oh goodness somehow I can feel the pain within me..! Uh ouch (ಥ ͜ʖಥ)

Ex: HELP- SOMEONE- ANYONE- POLICE- POLICEEEE （ΩДΩ）!!!!!

4. Ieyasu

Ex: Heeeh. Even a mop hair can find love with the prettiest girl? How about you do something about your hair-

Ieyasu: *raise his eyebrows* How about you question why the prettiest girl is my wife now?

Ex: Tch..! Y-you- You are just-

Ieyasu: And to add to it how about you question why you are born in the first place? *smirk* I bet your mere existence is just another waste of life.

MC: （・３・）...I know he is Tsundere but he can evolve into Super Mega Tsundere huh?

Sasuke: Ah, I want him to kick me.

MC: SASUKE WHAT THE HELL-

5. Mitsunari

Ex: HAHAHAHAHA YOU- You are joking right? This over here is your husband?? PFFFT He looks like a girl..!! AHAHA OH MY SIDES HAHAHAHA

MC: *Roll up her sleeves* Oh you wanted to die so early huh (ㆁᴗㆁ✿)

Mitsunari: *Smiles* You acknowledge me as her husband, you are very kind.

MC: Mitsunari! He is insulting you, you know??

Mitsunari: He- he is? I don't see it because he seems kind. He even smile happily for us 😊.

Ex: WTH I'm not..! I'm laughing at your-

Mitsunari: See? He is happy. (*´ω`*)

Ex: I'm not--

Mitsunari: Thank you for giving us your blessings *smiles* ✨✨✨✨✨

Ex:.....Mom, I might found a new religion .˚‧º·(ฅдฅ｡)‧º·˚. THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL!!!

MC: What just happened ʕʘ̅͜ʘ̅ʔ?

6. Mitsuhide

Ex: Ugh..! I hate that look in your eyes! Are you making fun of me??

Mitsuhide: My, how did you know? I guess Japan has lots of changes in intelligent wise indeed.

Ex: ARE YOU SAYING I'M AN IDIOT??

Mitsuhide: I didn't. Well if you insist you are one.. You are making things easier for me 😊.

Ex: WHAT'S WITH THAT SMILE FOR?

Mitsuhide: Oh I apologize if you are offended. I'm just happy for you, with that young age you've advanced more than the others in founding your purpose in life. 😊😊😊

Ex: *tears up* wh- wh- wh-- QAQ

Mitsuhide: Did I say something wrong, MC?

MC:...This is why I love you.

Mitsuhide: Hm? I love you too, my dear wife. *kisses MC*

7. Kenshin

Ex: *hides behind MC* M-MC!! D-DO SOMETHING ABOUT YOUR HUSBAND-- WH-WHY DID HE SUDDENLY PULL OUT A SWORD OUT OF NOWHERE AND HAS THIS SCARY AURA AROUND HIM QAQ????

MC: Ah.. (´◦ω◦`)

Ex: WHAT'S WITH THOSE BUNNIES AROUND HIM ISN'T THAT IMBALANCE FOR HIS AURA?? EEEEKK HE'S COMING TOWARDS US QAQQQ!!!

*tug on MC's arms*

MC: Ah if you do that-

Kenshin: You.......DON'T TOUCH HER CASUALLY WITH YOUR FILTHY HANDS (ꐦ°᷄д°᷅)!!!! *swing his sword aimlessly + starts to chase after MC's ex with all the bunnies follow suit*

Ex: EEEEEKKKKK POLICEEEEE (/QAQ)/!!!!!

MC: *make a call* Sasuke? Yes, I need those sake and plum. And Yes it happened again (*´﹀`*).

8. Shingen

Ex: *was taken aback by Shingen's abs despite he is wearing casual denim* Wh- what are you looking at?? W-wow MC you got a good haul this time huh??

MC: I know what you are thinking. It's hot right (*´﹀`*)🌸🌸🌸~?

Ex: N-NO I'M NOT WHY SHOULD I--

MC: Hehe. Shingen, this is ____. My ex. _____, this is Shingen, my-

Shingen: Her husband. And I'm the love of her life. *winks at MC and kisses her neck*

MC: H-hey stop it..! Not in public..! (∩´∀`∩)💕

Shingen: *whispers* I can't help but to feel jealous that I'm not your first lover.

MC: Aww~ but you are the one who wear the same ring as I am, aren't you (∩´∀`∩)💕

Shingen: You are really adorable, my Angel ♡(*>ω<)ω<*♡ *kiss* *kiss* *peck*

Ex: Uhm.. I'm still here.. (´•ω•`) um.. Hello?

Yukimura (still in Sengoku Period) : I don't know why I'm getting the shivers. Am I catching cold..? 😑😑😑

9. Yukimura

Ex: Oh. So you are the current lover of her huh?

Yukimura: Husband if you may. It may be "current" to you. But as for you, you must be the "Previous" lover to this wild boar I guess.

Ex: What did you just said? Wild boar?

Yukimura: Yea, she run like one. *shrug* but she always gets offended when I say so.

Ex: Dude! I thought I'm the only one! That's the reason we broke up just because I say she act like wild monkey last time..!

Yukimura: Monkey? Now when you said it..! She likes to throw me across the room. What am I? Banana??

Ex: HAHAH. GOOD ONE!!

Meanwhile MC: SASUKE DON'T STOP ME I'M GOING TO STAB BOTH OF THEM LIKE YAKITORI AHHH DAMN IT ALL LET GO OF ME SASUKE OR I'M GOING TO MAKE IEYASU HATE YOU

Sasuke: A-Anything but that (°ㅁ°)..! *sigh* I'm sorry my bestfriend, Yukimura.. I will see you in the after life.

That evening, Yukimura was hospitalized.

10. Sasuke

Ex: Oi MC. What's with your lover looking at me like that?

Sasuke: Hmm I guess that didn't work huh?

MC: Oh pardon him, I guess he's trying to show his scary face.

Ex: (Where??) Ugh whatever it is good luck with your new expressionless lover. I bet his face doesn't change when you are in bed..! AHAHAHHA MMFF- OAO *his mouth is shoved by ninja bomb*

Sasuke: *monotone voice* Ah, sorry. My hand slipped.

MC: Mind you, ___! At least Sasuke managed to swoon my legs off my feet! Unlike you, you peanut sized PE- *mouth covered by Sasuke*

Sasuke: There, there MC. That's TMI to my ears.

MC: BUT- well, I left him not because of that, it's because- mmmnn *kissed*

Sasuke: As long as you know that I'm the one who has tie the knot with you, making you cry every night, and soon will be the father of our kid- *face is shoved away* I will always megusta to your cuteness shyness adorableness *´ㅅ`)ﾞ♥

MC: Hawawawa stop it!! >/////<

11. Kennyo

Ex: *froze to Kennyo* (Uwa. Scary.. How did MC end up with him anyway- wh-what's with those small animals around him-)

Kennyo: So. You are the previous lover of MC huh?

Ex: Wh-what if I am? And what's with you? I don't see why MC choose someone like you.

Kennyo: I also don't see any reason why. For someone like me.

Ex: Heh..! Well you can always throw that ring away and MC can be together with me again-- WH- WHAT THE HELL MC WHY ARE YOU CHASING ME WITH THAT WEIRD STAFF-- EEEKK IT HAS A HIDDEN BLADE IN IT WHAT KIND OF WEAPON IS THAT???

Kennyo: Hm? MC? Since when did she take my staff away?

MC: YOU SAY ANOTHER WORD I'M GOING TO WRECK YOUR ANUS INTO NOTHING BISH SO YOU CAN'T TAKE A SHIT ANYMORE ୧( ಠ Д ಠ )୨ *shove Kennyo's staff like someone who wanted to pluck fruit from a tree while her ex hug the tree's body for dear life*

Kennyo: MC... What kind of language you are saying? What in the world.. (￣‐￣)んー

-I bet we will do the same thing if we have this kind of ex huh 😏👌?-