#all of which is more a fandom problem than a PT problem

[faislittlewhiteraven]

Sad things that are technically very minor in the scheme of things but nontheless ruin your day all the same.

I spent the last eight hours typing away at a big long post about my blorbo whom I very rarely have the energy or guts to gush about.

I love my blorbo and very much wanted to maybe, just maybe, write something that might cause people who have not thought as obsessively as I have about this character to maybe appreciate their struggles, realize where they might have been unfair to this character and others like them in the past and maybe, in a teeny tiny way help people writing fanfic about my blorbo to actually write them as a character rather than a (cute) set piece that happens to be in their blorbos' lives.

I was under no illusion that my blorbo would become theirs. In all honesty I didn't expect more than like two people to ever actually read it and good odds those two people would still disregard it completely because there are very legit reasons for people to find my blorbo obnoxious or annoying.

BUT STILL.

That doesn't mean I expected some program (that's apparently reset its automated schedule to mid afternoon instead of the 4am I had it) to close all my internet pages as I was still writing them!

So yeah. I'm just gonna go mope and look at silly memes for a while until I can stop feeling grief over losing my character gushing and I hope anyone potentially reading this is having a much better day.

[idkfitememate]

Pt. 1 (That’s where you’re at!)

Now, you wouldn’t say you were a greedy person… which would be a huge lie because holy shit you were compared to a dragon by your friends more times than your own mother said she loved you-

When you got your paycheck - which was a very handsome paycheck mind you - you hoarded that to the best of your abilities, but when you saw something you had to have? Bought. Spent all your cash on it.

… You have to many plushies-

You weren’t exactly an avid believer in the whole “money makes the world go around!” thing, but it certainly helped. Like, have you seen how happy Elon Musk is? That bitch living the life and you want that too.

But despite your adoration to money…

THAT DID NOT MEAN YOU WANTED TO BE IT!!

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﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

When you woke up from a nice nap after a long day of hard labor- I mean work, you couldn’t see. You also couldn’t feel your arms or legs or… well anything in general that one would say when describing their body.

You did have your five core senses though, which is nice. Well… minus sight-

You couldn’t move, and whenever you would scream the people you heard around you - their voices were muffled… were you in a pouch?? - did nothing to help.

You continued for what you assumed to be hours, never once paying mind to the fact that you never got hungry or thirsty or ran out of breath. Then you felt warmth.

Something large and warm wrapped around your form which scared the shit out of you because as far as you were concerned, you were still very human sized. You continued to scream into the darkness as you listened to the… transaction (???) going on above you and-

Wait a minute. You recognized that voice.

A lot of your money went to Genshin Impact in your day, you were what was known in the fandom as a “whale”, did I mention you got payed handsomely?

Yeah it was enough the basically be a sugar parent for all your friends.

So you heavily related to a certain character who was constantly characterized as helping another with his money problems.

Can you guess who it is?

I’ll give you five seconds to guess!

5…

4…

3…

2… fuck it I hate the suspense-

It was Childe!

And hearing his voice above you shattered what you may have thought was happening to you. Yes you may or may not have thought you were being kidnapped-

You then felt yourself get placed on another warm surface and oh god-

“All repairs will be made in a timely manner! Thank you for the patronage!”

You flipped through the air with a small ‘whoosh’ and landed back in the hand.

… WERE YOU FUCKING MORA?????

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﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

Being merged to a weapon wasn’t fun.

Well at the very least you weren’t “merged” with a weapon. For some reason the blacksmith couldn’t find a way to use your specific mora body to upgrade Childe’s bow.

So there you sat as a glorified decoration. Right on the front of the bow.

But you did find something out, the second you felt yourself attach to the bow, you could suddenly see! And you could very tell that you were in Liyue, which made sense. And when you coughed on accident, the blacksmith jumped and looked around, before shrugging and turning back to her work, which meant you could now be heard as well!

All five senses back baby!

Only shitty thing was that you couldn’t move on your own, and you now noticed you were no longer hungry nor need to breathe, as well as sleep.

So you were stuck.

For four days.

Unable to speak or move.

I mean, you were still figuring out your existence yourself, no need to get anyone else involved with the process since you were beyond confused.

You’ve read the Isekai stories - and fanfics - but you had never read one personally about being isekaied as money. Yes, you have seen the vending machine one. And the one where he gets turned into a dummy ASMR head mic-

Not the point!

You were just trying to figure out how to… exist (?) like this. Which was pretty hard when coming to terms with the fact that you’d never eat your favorite foods again.

Never again…

“Thank you so much for choosing our services sir! Have a nice day!”

You were suddenly picked up and placed in the gentle care of Childe - ironic sentence I know - and off you both went.

You want to know what a weird sensation is?

Being a bow and feeling someone pluck your string.

Now yeah, that sounds super sensual but it felt more like someone… pulling your hair?? You couldn’t really place it but that was honestly the closest equivalent. Feeling him rub his hands all up and down your… body (?????) was a new experience to. Again, not sensual, just ticklish? And it sucked trying not to giggle-

God this was weird and confusing.

“Well I’m free for some time… I’m sure a little practice won’t hurt…”

Oh good god you could not catch a break.

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﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

A new fear had been unlocked within you.

You, a piece of mora crudely attached to a psychopathic killers bow, had just been de-summoned.

And it hurt.

BAD.

No one will ever know what that was like, the feel yourself fading, every atom slowly falling away into nothingness, and then the silence. That cursed silence. Deep dark blackness was what you felt for what appeared to be thousands of years to your still human brain.

Never again would allow yourself to feel that pain.

As you were summoned, you continued to stare off into the distance, coming to terms with what you had just witnessed while ignoring every word that came out of Childe’s mouth.

Something or other about practicing you couldn’t give a shit.

You only watched the changing scenery around you as you and Childe wandered aimlessly through a forest.

Then he dropped to his knees suddenly, which cause you to silently curse and sputter in shock.

Did you mention you got good at that? Being silent? Because you did.

Being that you were placed on the front of the bow, you could see perfectly where he was aiming, that being a small bird that you had to squint - how you squinted? You don’t know - to see.

It was ridiculously far away, covered in leaves. You were also slightly scared because Childe was being silent.

Childe. Silent.

Not two words you ever expected to put into the same sentence - again - but here you were.

You felt the bow string being pulled back, and him lining up the shot.

Then, you felt something course through you.

Obviously it was the Hydro infused arrow he knocked onto the string, but something else flowed through you.

You could feel yourself reaching, trying to connect with something to better control this sudden power flow, and then you found a great source.

His Hydro Vision.

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﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

Childe was a seasoned soldier and fighter, literally anyone who met him could tell you that.

He kept that fact near and dear to his heart, that fact being why he fought so hard, to become stronger and finally find that fight that would be the end of him.

He longed for the day where he would be strong enough to fight his mentor, and weak enough to die at someone who he saw worthy enough to end his stories and legacy.

… Legacy was such a funny word to the man as all he could think of when it was spoken was his second, stronger form, Foul Legacy. Ironically, that’s what he though historians would call his stories in the far future - he would never admit how close it was due to the Electro Delusion that sapped away at his life, slower due to his strength but sucking away his soul nonetheless - would call it, a Foul Legacy.

He was self-aware enough to understand that people hated him, yet oblivious enough to leave his family in the hands of The Rooster, a man known for leveling cites before they even had the chance to riot against himself and the Tsaritsa.

He was complex in the same way he was so easy to understand.

Just as how he allowed the world to see his Vision but kept his Delusion hidden.

Just recently he had gotten his bow repaired after a… well not a hard mission more so than it was annoying.

And by the Archons it was beautiful! Any and all scratches and marks had been repaired, a new layer of pain was an added, a stronger string was restrung into it and just… mmm she was beautiful.~

The finishing touch was the little golden emblem stuck directly on the front. So shiny and pretty…

He just had to take it for a test run!

Nothing too big or anything, just a little hunting as he hadn’t indulged himself recently. Just a couple small birds or mammals nothing anyone would notice.

… No that isn’t a human corpse nu uh ya stupid-

Besides that wasn’t with his bow! That was with his blades it doesn’t count!

But anyway, he quickly spotted his first target of the day, a little finch, and aimed.

He noted that his bow, while still heavy, felt much more sturdy and the current string was stronger than his last, most likely due to the whole “new string” thing rather than being better because that old string had weathered a lot.

He quickly knocked his first arrow and took a silent breath in, calming his shaking hands and the butterflies in his stomach. Of course neither were from fear or nervousness rather than they were from excitement and dare I say ecstasy. A smile forceably carved itself into him skin as he watched how easily Hydro infused itself with his arrow.

Though almost immediately after, he felt a sudden surge of power coming from not him nor the arrow, but the bow itself.

Specifically the small golden piece sitting front and center.

This was either an unknown or well known fact depending on who you asked, but the bow was Childe’s worst used weapon. He was much more skilled with a blade - like his duel Hydro blades or the duel-bladed polearm he wielded as Foul Legacy - and he even had some experience with a catalyst, but bows just seemed so.. cowardly. Even with his catalyst he was near to his opponents as its attacks were based on his fighting style, but he personally believed that bows were for the cowardly.

Those who wanted to fight but were too weak to even dare step foot onto a battlefield.

At least that’s what he thought before Capitano shoved a bow into his arms as he complained about needing something more to do. A new challenge.

And it opened his eyes.

Bows were not for the weak rather that they were for the stealthy. Something Childe was not the best at.

He was honestly more of a ‘punch more and talk later’ kind of guy. But the bow was forcing him to learn and grow, which was more than welcome in his book.

But this power was not something he had accessed yet. Hell, he’s barely felt anything like it with any other of his weapons. Closest he has ever gotten to this kind of power would be with Foul Legacy, and even then it’d be a stretch.

He’d even have the gall to say he could never feel this kind of power from his Master.

He watched as the area he sat in was bathed in a blue glow was his Vision and the arrow he still held grew brighter and brighter. With that, a gold shined through as the small golden piece on his bow - which now that he looked closer looked almost exactly like a piece of mora, just with the details buffered out - also glowed.

He couldn’t remember picking up any kind of ‘enchanted’ mora, just one random one he found on the roads right outside of Liyue.

It didn’t seem off in anyway-

His thoughts were cut off as Hydro swirled faster and stronger around him, knocking him off his knees and onto his ass, his grip on the arrow and bow tightening.

All the animals ran - of course including the small finch he was aiming for - from the sounds and lights, and something deep and primal inside of him wanted to run as well.

Something screamed that he wasn’t supposed to see this, to feel this.

Something was wrong.

Soon enough he couldn’t keep his grip on the arrow.

He let go.

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﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

Everything was a blur to you.

All you knew was that you had to let go of this build up of power.

You had to.

Something bad would happen if you didn’t and god damn it you weren’t about to find out.

You truly, desperately, just wanted to go home.

The songs of narwhals and whales comforted you.

‘You will be okay’ they sang.

You would be okay.

Just let go.

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﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

People in the city watched in shock as a forest not too far from the harbor became a light show of Hydro and golden light.

Small animals and creatures ran towards the city, this including monsters, but nothing stopped to attack. In fact, it seemed like everything was too scared to even consider attacking.

Ningguang and her guards quickly ran outside to asses the situation, meeting up with fellow Vision Holders on the edge of the city.

However, Xingqiu and Yelan seemed… out of it. And on top of that, Childe - though he wasn’t her favorite he was strong and could be of help - was no where to be found.

“Does anyone have a grasp on the situation?” Nigguang asked, only to receive shaken heads and no’s.

“I tried to get close,” started Xiao, “But something knocked me back. I was able to hear the Harbinger’s screams from inside, and from what I could gather, he doesn’t seem to be the… direct cause.” Despite what he said, Xiao seemed a bit upset at the fact that Childe wasn’t the true cause, likely just wanting an excuse to beat him up a little.

The Geo ridden Lady huffed befit finally turning her attention to the two Hydro users who seemed entranced by the lights.

“What are you-“

“They call to us.” Xingqiu cut her off.

“They sing for us.” Yelan finished.

Nigguang looked back to everyone else who simply shrugged, before noticing Zhongli also looked out of it, though before she could get a word out, he also spoke.

“It’s so calming… I have not felt true peace like this in…”

He didn’t even finish his sentence. His eyes, unlike the two Hydro users, were entranced by the golden lights that highlighted the light show.

Nigguang’s face was filled with confusion. Though she shook it off.

And again, before she could give out any orders, she was interrupted.

Though not by anyone, but by the lights themselves.

A flash of blue light blinded the group.

Then, the song of a group of narwhals and whales filled the sky.

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﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

Blue and gold light enveloped near all of Liyue, the show being noticeable by all surrounding nations, Mondstadt especially.

And the air filled with the song of Narwhal and Whale alike.

A miracle of All-Devouring Narwhals and All-Encompassing Whales swam into the sky, dancing through the clouds.

They flew gently over Liyue, the nation having been stunned into shock and stillness over the whole situation.

Nigguang watched with bated breath as they sailed by the Jade Palace, only exhaling when they passed with not problem.

Keqing watched from beside Nigguang, mesmerized at the trail of celestial power flowing behind them.

Xiao rushed up buildings in order to get closer, but was knocked back by the sheer force of their power, though he was caught by a worried Ganyu. Both landed by an armed-and-ready Shenhe, who was more than ready to attack if need be.

Xingqiu and Yelan simply stared up at the miracle, their Visions resonating with Hydro energy they released. They felt empowered, and could feel the pure raw and unfiltered strength rolling off them in waves. They wanted to be close to that power. Wanted to feel that power.

Something deep inside them wanted that power.

Everyone in the city watched as the miracle flew just above their homes and businesses, making their presence all the more apparent as they bathed the golden city in royal blue.

This continued until a small bird was dumb enough to try and take flight to get away.

This bird being the one Childe had targeted- not that anyone knew.

The Whales and Narwhals corralled the bird, forcing it to fly higher and higher into the clouds, and it wasn’t long before all ginormous creatures followed behind it.

Then an even brighter flash of blue echoed across the skyline, small star-like glitters falling to Teyvat then fading from existence before they could touch its surface. A small amount of feathers followed after.

Nigguang could feel her jaw drop.

All that… to kill a bird?????

… She was going to need a week off just to comprehend what had just happened.

Keqing pat the woman on the back, sighing in tiredness as well.

She had a sneaking suspicion that Childe may have had something to do with this… event. Gods the paperwork she was about to be loaded with…

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﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

Childe had figured out what primal instinct had led him to hide in the cave he was currently tucked in.

Foul Legacy.

He had yet to really tell anyone, but due to his time in the Abyss and its creation, it was safe to say it pretty much had a mind of its own. Which wasn’t bad as it would help him to doge attacks or alert him of presences he may not have noticed himself, but the shrieking and crying he heard from it deep in his soul was enough to tell him that this whole situation was wrong.

Nothing about what just happened should have been… well it shouldn’t have happened to say anything.

He could still hear it, resonating deep inside his soul, Electro cracking out whenever he heard a noise he couldn’t identify.

It was protecting him.

As he would for it.

He didn’t dare draw another arrow from the bow in his grasp, not until he learned what the fuck just happened. Including the fact that for some odd reason, he desperately wanted to just… stare(?) at the Narwhals and Whales until they disappeared, luckily Foul Legacy snapped him right out of that and told him to find shelter.

He did have his Hydro blades out, however, patiently waiting till he - and Foul Legacy - felt safe enough to exit.

A sudden loud caw of a bird made him flinch - not his proudest moment - and kick the bow to the side. What he wasn’t expecting was the loud string of curses that came from… the… bow..?

So now it was pinned to the wall by one blade and a foot, the other blade pointed directly at… it? There were no weak points on a bow..?

…Were there..?

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﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

This is not what you wanted.

First, you get isekaied against your will; you didn’t even remember how you supposedly DIED… if you DID die anyway…

Two, you were reincarnated as MONEY. FUCKING MONEY. How does that… who comes up with that??? A fucking high schooler who has nothing better to do than write shitty fanfiction????

And finally, three… HE KICKED YOU!!! WHO GAVE HIM THE RIGHT TO THREATEN YOU?!?

You didn’t understand your powers, what the FUCK just happened, why Hydro just… became?? you??? And why on gods green earth you had to be MORA. You’re never gonna get over that you became MORA???? Like??? Really??????? Money????? You mean, you love the stuff but COME ON-

Jesus fuckin’-

Huffing at the man before you, you finally decided speak to this bitch before you because how dare he.

“Listen here-“

You were cut off by the blade moving closer to your body(??????) and Childe growling - yes. Growling - at you.

“No you listen. I don’t know what you are but what in the name of the Tsaritsa was that?”

If only this man could see your eye twitch.

“No how about YOU listen? I don’t know what the fuck that was, but I plan on figuring it out now could you PLEASE MOVE YOUR DAMN BLADES FROM MY FACE?!?!? God…”

The Hydro blades slowly removed themselves from your face, as did the boot. But you were then picked up by the man, held shockingly gently in his grip.

“What… are you?” He asked hesitantly.

“I… I honestly don’t know how to answer that question. But I’m pretty sure I’m that little Mira piece on the front.” You answered. You forced yourself to calm down. This wasn’t his fault, just so happened to be the guy who picked you up… this was going to be a mantra for a while…

“Oh… so your this little thing right here?” You felt his fingers wrap around you - and you mean your real body - and pull. Fear immediately filled your being.

“Wait! WAIT!-“ He tugged you right out, rendering you silent.

When he pulled you out, your body glowed and you reverted back to looking like a regular piece of mora. Engravings and all.

You, meanwhile, were screaming your head off, as you now knew that if removed from a weapon, you’d just be a regular ass piece of money again. Immediately you mind started racing, wondering as to way, and the only thing you could come up with was the Elemental Energy, but lore wasn’t really your strong suit… you just liked the pretty women and men…

You felt yourself gently being pressed into the slot carved for you in his bow, and started talking again.

“NEVER! Do that again, please. Unless absolutely necessary, don’t do that. You know how terrifying it is to be able to see and speak then move a couple inches and no longer be able to see or have others hear you? Fucking horrifying I’ll tell you that…” you watched the man shiver before sighing.

“Noted. Um… anything else I should be made aware of before I ask anymore questions?”

You jumped on the opportunity.

“Whenever I am apart of your weapons. Don’t. De. Summon. Them. Hurts like hell. Ever felt your molecules beings torn apart bit by bit? Not fun, don’t recommend it.” Again, Childe shivered.

“Now… you really don’t know what that was out there?” He asked again, and you sighed.

“I wish I did. I’ll admit, I was thinking of that one move you use as Foul Legacy where you summon a Whale… and a bit of your master…”

You watched as Childe’s eyes lit up.

“You know of Foul Legacy? And of my Master?” Then his eyes darkened.

“How do you know of them..?” You shivered… as well as money can shiver anyway.

“Uhm… magic?” You asked, a noticeable tilt in your voice.

His glare then lightened up.

“Oh! Like… when you attach to a weapon, you suddenly gain a bunch of knowledge on that person?” Holy shit he just gave you a way out!

“Uh… yeah! Yeah that’s exactly what it is! You figured it out! Sorry I was uh… hesitant. Just didn’t want to reveal all my secrets, you know?” Holy shit. Holy fuck. Please work please work-

“That’s really amazing! A magical piece of mora… with the ability to make your attacks beyond that of a God’s… heheheh…”

Oop. Shit. That was not good.

“Listen. I’m not going to do anything for you without my consent, you got that? I’m not even here of my own free will mind you. Just gained sentience in your bag and all of a sudden I’m a bow. This is going to be a symbiotic relationship or I’m finding someone else, alright?” You spoke up, not even hiding the fact that you were… well a little more than concerned with what he just said.

“… What are you going to do if I don’t respect your wishes?” Shit fuck shit fuck-

“… I will scream next time you use me.”

And into a standstill you both sat.

He stared at you and he could feel you glaring into him. It was probably weird feeling a bow glare into him. New feeling he never thought he’d feel before.

“… Alright. Taking someone’s free will isn’t really something I do anyway. So don’t be fearful… comrade?” Was he asking your name..?.. Eh. Comrade is nice and you don’t feel like giving it out so meh.

“Comrade works. And uhm… yeah.” Welp that was awkward. Good job 👍🏾!

The two of you continued to stare at each other in silence for a few moments.

“So… what’s your favorite dish?”

“I can’t eat asshole-“

“Childe!”

The mentioned man whipped his head in the direction of the call, honestly scaring you with how fast it moved - you are a hundred percent sure you heard a crack.

By the covered entrance of the cave stood Nigguang, Keqing, Zhongli and both Hydro Vision users. Nigguang was the one to call him.

“What are enough doing out here? Do you have any idea was caused… whatever that was?? And - as much as I hate to ask - are you alright?” She was firing questions out at an extreme speed, making both you and Childe dizzy.

“Uhm… I was hunting, I… haven’t the foggiest idea what you’re talking about! And yes , I am okay. Thank you for asking?” You knew he sucked ass a lying but like… how did that sound convincing in anyway?? The hesitation just made it worse!-

“You haven’t the foggiest clue, you say…” Keqing asked while glaring at the ginger. Ed She Ran lookin’ headass-

“Yep! No idea, not the slightest idea, definitely wasn’t my bow or the enchanted mora on it! Nope not at all.”

The group looked at him, and he looked at them.

They looked at him, and he looked at them.

They looked at him, and he looked at them.

And this went on for several minutes before this super smart man said:

“Yep, not me at all.”

And before anyone coup ask questions you groaned, forcing all attention into yourself before tearing him a new one.

“You dumb motherfucker! “I haven’t the foggiest idea😢” my ass!”

“How did you say that?-“

“Shut your bitchass up before I see it shut. I should beat your ass for that. How they fuck you gonna say some shit like that and expect them to just go “Oh okay!😚” like some dumbass?”

“No really how-“

“I will slap the stupid outta you don’t fucking test me ginger bitch. Fatherless. That’s why your father sold you ass off it’s cause you so DAMN stupid, Jesus.”

“Mora?”

“What do you fucking want you cunt.”

“… We’re still in front of people.”

“… I will not hesitate to shoot all of you-“

… Nigguang was going to have so much paperwork tonight.

MORA!READER MORA!READER MORA!READER MORA!READER MORA!READER LETS GIVE IT UP FOR MORA!READER!!!!! ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა˖⁺‧₊˚

They’re here you guys!!!! Get happy get wild!!!! Holy shit that ending was mild!!! I hate it!!! Anyway-

This is gonna SAGAU because… meh. But that doesn’t matter! Their here! But I’m not done yet, next thing on my checklist is humanizing the animals (Main ones) so I’ll be be radio silent for a bit again lmao (unless I choose to post shit which is very likely-) ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of Mora!Reader! More is, of course, on the way! ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

Have a magnificent day/night my dears!~

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If you censor a word I will personally break your computer. You can say whatever the hell you want on this website and you won't get in trouble (unless it's hate speech, which you can report.)

Pt 2 of the above point: The reason why I'm so adamant on this point is because tumblr has a filter system. Users use this system to filter out content and tags that they don't want to see. This helps a lot for people with triggers and over all curating your online experience. By censoring words, you are bypassing these filters and doing more harm then good. Don't censor your words. If you want to use this feature go to settings and click on "content you see".

Pt 3. With that said, please please tag your posts if they have triggers or upsetting material. Whether you do dark content or not, it is important to tag your posts if they have a well known trigger.

There is no algorithm. You create it using tags. Your post going viral is a 50/50 gamble and you better hope it's a post that's actually great.

You can block anonymous askers since you need to use an account to send asks. Have fun.

Blocking users is much more effective. You can't see or interact with their posts and vice versa. Go wild.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

pt IX good omens on livestream, i'm not ok: S1E4

You did it, Good Omens fandom, my dear maggots. You broke me in every way. Now I'm here, and where I once spent my day peacefully being sad about normal things, I'm now sad about a random fact about nightingales I learned on a British ornithology site and this is just... the brainrot. It's real. Raise brainrot awareness. Prevention is better than the nonexistent cure.

Well, I've procrastinated this post by like 48 hours by drawing fanart and being mopey over Crowley and generally being asleep because I'm still on antibiotics and ill. So let us not procrastinate further. First, episode 4. Tally, hoes!

In preparation for the stream, I gathered two emotional support oranges, only one of which was gaseous, and an apple. This was so that rather than waste an orange on being gay for Crowley I'd use the apple for that, symbolic of his temptation in the Garden of Eden etc. I didn't know how badly this plan would go.

On Discord, our collective loins girded, I noticed with no small suspicion that everyone was muttering about the bookshop and whether I'd be okay. When I demanded frantically what happened to the bookshop (I THOUGHT EVERYTHING WAS IN S2) everyone shut up and told me the bookshop was in tiptop shape and it was all tickety-boo and nothing would happen at all in episode 5.

Spoiler alert it is not all tickety-boo.

We start with Aziraphale going for a jog to keep uh fit for exercising with Crowley, and he is interrupted by Gabriel, who is not Jimbriel, and is not naked, that is, we cannot see his arse yet, but we can see that he is an arse.

We then see not-Newt the deliveryman with his wife Maude and they are the only straight couple that the people on the chat care about. Calling him not-Newt is going to pose problems for me.

Crowley is being a smart baby, and researching astronomy. Poor Crowley. I love Crowley. Do you understand? I LOVE CROWLEY.

There is a lot of talk of spoons and forks and such innuendos. I make a joke about scissors being missing. The chat does not notice. I am disappointed in the gays.

I am so engrossed in the way Death says "deeAaaAAthHHhh" that I fail to notice Not-Newt get killed delivering a message to Death. This is going to pose problems for me.

I forgot about the apocalypse plotline till the horsepeople arrive. This is understandable. I care not for this 'world' ending, my new world is Crowley. I love Crowley.

Duck aliens fucking descend. This is not a joke. There are duck aliens, and they are supportive of trans people. Newt does not count their nipples.

The Shad guy doesn't care Newt found aliens. He is upset that Newt didn't find witches. If Shad was mowing his lawn and found gold, he would toss it aside because he is focused on mowing. I can respect that. People make jokes about Newt eventually finding a witch.

It is suddenly a Christopher Nolan movie. Someone corrects me and says it's more like Jerry Bruckheimer. I do not know what that is.

Someone says Crowley destroys the Bentley but for whatever reason, like a lot of people before, makes it a black box that you have to click to read. I don't mind that, I like clicking.

Aziraphale bought out a theatre for Crowley, like a Kdrama where the rich CEO buys out an entire theatre for his working class girl.

Adam goes through what I went through with OCD. It is not fun.

It is now a horror movie. Adam floats in the air. That was not a symptom I had with OCD.

Crowley asks Aziraphale to run away with him to the stars. Aziraphale says no. Crowley is upset and my baby Azi looks so sad and confused about everything he believes in. Great. I'm totally fine, I think as I start stuffing my emotional support orange into my mouth.

It is now a Home Alone movie. Crowley in gloves is sexy. Mmmmmmm yes. Crowley does great advertising for plant spray bottles as he murders and threatens demons.

I point out that the GO book says Crowley can do "weird things with his tongue" as I learned from the GO scent guide company page. It was after all the most relevant take-away from that page.

Disco Tony arrives. This is not a safe space.

AZIRAPHALE KEEPS TRYING TO DO THE RIGHT THING AND IS FAILED BY HEAVEN LEAVE MY BABY AZI ALONE WTF GO AWAY. THE ANGELS WALL SLAM HIM TOO. THAT'S CROWLEY'S THING YOU BASTARDS.

Newt and Anathema are cute. I DON'T NOTICE BECAUSE IM SO UPSET HE'S CHEATING ON MAUDE AND WONDERING WHY THE CHAT IS OKAY WITH IT BECAUSE I AM A FOOL WHO CONTINUES TO MIX UP NEWT WITH NOT-NEWT AND THEN THE CHAT TELLS ME NOT-NEWT DIED AND I'M CONFUSED.

Newt and Anathema are having sex. As an aspec person, I am very alarmed at the visuals.

Azi is failed by heaven and the metatron. Shocker. Fucking get away from Azi. Azi is miserable and looks like he wants to cry.

AZI IS EXORCISED AND THE FUCKING FLAME CATCHES IN THE BOOKSHOP AND THE EPISODE ENDS.

TAKE MY PAIN MOTHERFUCKERS. I WILL POST THIS AND THEN WRITE THE EP5 PART.

[david-talks-sw]

So, why should I care about Lucas’s narrative? Like seriously why should I care? Not to sound dismissive but a genuine curiosity? Man sold it for one thing and the EU and the fans that made it showed Star Wars was may more then his narrative at some point.

If anything Star Wars moved beyond Lucas’s narrative even before he sold it. Even from a grande perspective his narrative stopped mattering in some sense the minute A New Hope arrived and became a hit.

Oh, you're free not to care about it.

But the fact remains:

When Lucasfilm creatives promote new content, they’ll use George as an authority figure to legitimize what they say.

Big chunks of the fandom do the same by using Lucas’ words to make authority arguments on why they believe the new films and the current direction of the franchise is good or bad.

Seeing as there seems to be a general consensus that Lucas’ word holds some power, I'd rather set the record straight on what he actually stated and intended.

You totally can just say “death of the author, what Lucas intended or what he said outside the movies doesn’t matter, what matters is what’s actually on screen” and I’d have nothing to counter that argument with because this is a subjective stance. We can debate its merits, but that’d result in a much larger discussion about the place of authorial intent in fiction.

But again, you can discard my posts and analyses by simply saying:

“I don’t care what Lucas stated, I’m a free-thinker and I can interpret any movie I watch however I want.” 

At which point, the only answer I can give you is “cool, good for you”. 

You wouldn’t be the only person I’ve met who takes this approach, either. I have friends who are older than me, saw the Original Trilogy films in theaters and felt Lucas’ dropped the ball as early as Episode VI: Return of the Jedi or the Special Editions, let alone the Prequel films. These friends don’t put Lucas on the same pedestal as everyone else seems to do, and flat out tell me:

“David, either the Jedi are the problem or the Prequels are bad, I don’t care what Lucas was going for, the result is crap and the only thing that makes it all have some degree of sense is that interpretation.”

And I mean… what do I say to that? What can you say to that? That’s a personal interpretation of a movie, it’s not an opinion that’s less valid than anyone else’s. 

But when I’m taking this approach, I’m not saying “your read of the movie is inferior to that of George Lucas” (unless you confer some degree of power to his word, as the creator of the franchise).

All I’m saying is “Lucas’ message was X”. 

You can agree with the message, you can disagree with the message, the message may be factually/morally/philosophically right or wrong, that’s all debatable. 

I’m just pointing out that, when you look at all the data and you go by what George Lucas stated, it’s X, not Y, like most of the fandom and even authors of the franchise seems to keep stating.

Finally, on a personal note:

I don't like the fact that every time I see my childhood heroes on screen, nowadays, they're portrayed as protocol-worshipping stoic assholes.

I don't like that 90% of the fandom thinks that's how they're meant to be seen when the data demonstrates it's not.

I don't like that the reason my childhood heroes keep being portrayed in this uncharitable light is because the fans from the generation prior to mine - whom these characters weren't meant for - wanted to ensure that their childhood hero, Luke Skywalker, would be preserved as "the ultimate Jedi" and concluded that the only way to do so would be to reframe the Prequel Jedi as dogmatic and emotionless.

So now the OT fans have Luke, the Sequel fans have Rey, the TCW fans have Ahsoka... all unsullied protagonists.

Whereas pro-Jedi PT fans need to mentally ready themselves for when Lucasfilm decides to release the nth "Windu was more strict than a droid" case.

[adrinoir]

I don’t think Adrien is super oblivious

I wrote about Adrien not being oblivious of Marinette’s feelings before, but I think just as a whole, he’s not as oblivious as you may think. Let me break down why.

1. It’s never been some big revelation to him that Marinette is Ladybug - who he likes as more than a friend

Think of all the “what if” episodes: Chat Blanc, Oblivio, and Ephemeral.

Something that happens in all of these episodes is Adrien realizing Marinette is Ladybug and being so happy with them being the same person.

But notice how it isn’t some huge revelation to him. Like, he figures it out and is pretty much like “that makes sense. No wonder I love you.” He was never like “wow! I would’ve never guessed! I don’t know if I like Marinette like that.”

Those episodes aside, in Heroes’ Day Pt. 2, he accepts Marinette’s kiss and compliments her, calling her “their everyday Ladybug.” And, in Multiplication, he remembers the advice she had given him about confronting his father, and wastes no time calling her and telling her how special she is to him. It’s not even like Adrien told Plagg to shut up or defend himself when he said Adrien would be a fake if he thinks he doesn’t like Marinette romantically.

Adrien definitely seems well aware that he likes Marinette, but he’s in denial because he’s infatuated with Ladybug. Plus, he says the one time, “besides, there’s Luka.”

He doesn’t know how to juggle having feelings for two “different” girls (he’s never had a crush on anyone prior to), but it’s never been a big shock to him when he figures out they’re the same person and that he loves them both.

2. He won’t open up to his father

Gabriel is abusive…also the sky is blue.

It seems a lot of the time that Adrien isn’t aware of how abusive his father is, and lets him manipulate him. But, I think he’s got some idea of this, honestly. He’s caught onto more in comparison to season one.

The biggest sign was in Glaciator 2. When Gabriel says he’s been distant ever since Emilie’s passing but Adrien can talk to him if he needs to, he’s unfazed by the reason he’s distant, says, “if I needed to, father, I would…” and then walks away.

Adrien didn’t even want to talk to him, despite him offering. That says a lot right there.

Throughout every season, Gabriel doesn’t even bother to do things like eat dinner with him, take him to the movies, help him practice piano, etc. and it thoroughly disappoints Adrien.

Adrien also admits in Risk that his father is forcing him to be this “perfect” model but all he wants is to be his son. He doesn’t want to be a model. He just wants a good relationship with his father, and it’s a really good thing he realizes that.

The sad thing is that there’s a 99.9% chance not going to improve, considering he just created an AI version of Adrien, which he’ll be able to use to his advantage. Adrien realized something was very fucked up about that after he saw this version of himself.

3. He never claimed to love Kagami

Okay. So, Adrien definitely had a bit of an attraction to Kagami originally, I’m not saying he didn’t. However, he never openly says he loves her or even tries to woo her like does with Ladybug. Adrien very obviously shows his feelings through his actions and behavior - keep this in mind.

There’s probably Adrien salters who think he lead Kagami on, but the truth of the matter is that he really didn’t. He wanted to try to be with her, but he never admitted having feelings for her and he consistently showed discomfort while they were together.

Kagami caught onto this and saw the charm from Marinette he’s always carrying. She tried to make the relationship work, but she noticed problems (aside from just him lying to go run off on patrols), and dumped him for that. And Adrien didn’t try to fight her on that, so I feel like he knew he didn’t feel the same way and that the breakup needed to happen.

4. He keeps flirting with Ladybug despite her saying she likes someone else

Okay, okay. I’ve seen this being debated about in the fandom a lot. There’s people who think he’s being too pushy, to a point of assault. But, I don’t really feel that’s the case. Lemme explain.

Ladybug will sometimes flirt with him back. She’s kissed him a number of different times. Similar to him, she’s also in denial of having feelings for him and trying to sort out these romantic feelings she has for Cat Noir.

Cat Noir/Adrien definitely notices this seeing as how much he loves her, which is why he still flirts with her here and there. He sees there might still be a chance for him. Especially seeing how she’s kissed him a number of times, twice that he can’t even remember, he’s going insane trying to figure out how that happened in the first place.

I think he should cut back, which honestly he has since the first season. If Ladybug directly tells him to stop, he does. It’s just a matter of him thinking she might just feel the same, and the episodes rebooting him flirting and Ladybug having a different reaction every time. (She also doesn’t get super uncomfortable and incredibly mad the way she did when Felix tried to kiss her).

Conclusion

Adrien isn’t completely clueless and oblivious. That’s that.

[sidewayspeace444]

Sooo…..

I’m not sure how to word this and hopefully it’s not long, but I’ll begin by saying, Chris Evans’ fandom just needs to ignore EVERYTHING from his side, that includes his friends, family, the “wife” and her friends, etc.

I do believe there may be more than meets the eye with this mess behind the scenes, but I also recognize that as much as this entire “shitshow” as its now been deemed, seems phony and fake…. At this point, let’s just say it’s what it is. Chris is a married man and he married a woman that I don’t believe he truly knows, but that’s on him. 🤷🏻‍♀️

See, looking back at everything, even if this started as PR, which I’m partial to believe…..Chris still sat his ass on stage last week and said he…. Married a woman from Portugal. 😂

But, I remember his likes on IG years ago, he liked and followed some big booty fitness influencer and no, not that Sara chick. I think he and 🐟 might’ve had a PR thing that started professionally and then he liked whatever, but when it was time to “debut” this mess….. his dumbass never expected the backlash. If this has always been real or pr turned real or just pr, etc he never expected fans to deep dive into the problematic woman who keeps trolling his fandom? See, people stated her IG cleaned up of over 100 posts so he or someone knew enough. He is not permanently attached to racist scum.

Look Chris is a very privileged white male, like….DUH!

But look how he talks about project roles, so many deserving actors and actresses are out here scraping for decent roles and then there’s Chris….Mr. “I turn down lead roles”, “I only want to make one movie a year”, “I don’t understand my privilege so I take advantage of it”.

Chris has been in a Marvel/Disney protection bubble for over a decade. It prevented him from growing as an actor and person. He had people at the ready to clean his mess and wipe his ass. He’s no longer in that bubble and ironically you can go back and see how he’s been cascading down ever since. He started decent with Knives Out and Defending Jacob, but then the pandemic happened and he like many…. Lost their minds and sanity.

First it was Lily James PR mess and then I guess money was decent that he chose to do another stunt and it’s led to all of this. Chris wants to seem like he’s smarter than he comes off, but I do believe he’s the type to go…. You like Eckart Tolle?!…..omg me too, yep we’re destined to be together. Boston has a huge population from PT, and racist history so 🐟 should enjoy her time there. 🙄

Anyway Chris has ALWAYS had problematic individuals in his circle both personally and professionally, again….privileged white man who loves to act holier than thou. He did some basic ass tweets during trump era and people started stanning him because everyone hated trump and Chris was basically the conduit of their thoughts.

He pandered to black women, even reprimanded one during an interview, after again…pandering …pretending to flirt over her white boots, knowing he’s being recorded …..then got pissy with her…all because she used the word “brand”. But look at his “brand” now. 😒

This man left social media because he couldn’t withstand the pressure of people not kissing his ass and his choice in life partner. He keeps saying the internet is bad, no sweetie, the internet isn’t the problem it’s YOU!

Ugh, I’m done, mainly because I too wanted this to turn out to be 100% PR, he acted like he didn’t like her publicly only to put a ring on it, yet that could have been to have people wondering and staying engaged with this mess.

I think she’ll be his karma for however long they last.

There is 0.1% in me that would LOVE for this mess to be revealed as shitty PR, fake marriage and all, but I’m tired of trying to force feed things. Chris has a ring… fake or not, it would be stupid to acknowledge himself as married only to come back with….. I’m not married, still single.

So for those believing this is PR, I stand with you, but I’m tired of holding out hope that he was ever truly decent. Decent people don’t have multiple problematic friends and coworkers, Emily Blunt is a fat shamed too, her and Justin should get along very well. Decent people don’t take their career and fans for granted EVER!

This IS who Chris Evans is and it’s time everyone drops the projection and fantasy. If I’m wrong…… I’d like to see Chris himself prove me wrong, but that’s not going to happen…..is it?

This fandom use to be a source of fun and relief from personal shit, but now it’s aided in more gaslighting and emotional hurt about a guy I never knew.

You all have been so cool and I wish Chris turned out to be the man we all thought he actually was, but his own actions have proven, he’s not.

Everyone take care! ✌️

Let’s stop defending this man like we are getting paid. Let’s drag him! He wants to blame everyone but himself for his flop era

[mariana-oconnor]

The Empty House pt 1

Now, in the hour of our greatest need, a hero rises to answer the call. Our dear friend John Watson provides food for our reading appetites and bravely returns to write the tales of his dearly departed* partner, Sherlock Holmes.

*all facts correct at time of writing

You may be forgiven for assuming that my silence indicated that ‘The Final Problem’ truly was the end of my association with Sherlock Holmes, and indeed of the man himself. The passage of time and many subsequent tellings of the tale has not diminished me joy in saying that it was not so.

WHAT??!

No, seriously though, the fact that Letters from Watson is going with the conceit that Watson knew when he sent the email that Holmes wasn't dead and then just went radio silent for three weeks is fucking hilarious. It's what Holmes would have wanted. I mean, he's not dead, but even so. I love the dramatic bitch energy here.

It was in the spring of the year 1894

I feel like this is as definite and accurate a date as we're ever going to get in these stories.

Also, I have definitely read this one before, multiple times. Partially for my own enjoyment when I was younger, but also during my Sherlock fandom phase where I needed to verify some original canon so I could mutate it terribly for my own personal amusement.

I definitely remember whodunnit and how this time, but I'm not sure if that's actually going to be the mystery.

Only now, at the end of nearly ten years,

So this is a story set in 1894, written in 1903, read by us in 2023.

I should have considered it my first duty to have done so had I not been barred by a positive prohibition from his own lips, which was only withdrawn upon the third of last month.

So Holmes stayed 'dead' officially for 13 years? I mean, I guess this is also sort of ACD saying 'please stop sending me death threats. Here it is. He was never really dead. I surrender I surrender.'

As I read the evidence at the inquest, which led up to a verdict of wilful murder against some person or persons unknown

Totally read this wrong at first as though the murder was against the person or persons unknown. 'We know a murder has taken place, but we don't know who, or even if it was only one person or multiple. But it was definitely murder.' But no, it's the verdict that's against them, not the murder.

There were points about this strange business which would, I was sure, have specially appealed to him, and the efforts of the police would have been supplemented, or more probably anticipated, by the trained observation and the alert mind of the first criminal agent in Europe.

It is pretty tragic to think of Watson reading the paper and sighing to himself as he thinks of how Holmes could have helped. But then also casually throwing shade at the police officers, also in tribute to Holmes' memory.

Adair's mother had returned from Australia to undergo the operation for cataract

Health tourism has a long and varied history. In a time before aeroplanes that's a long way to go and a long time to take for surgery. Did Australia really not have any opthalmologists worth their salt at this time? I mean, I don't know how good even the surgeons in London would have been with that sort of surgery, it's a little more finesse than amputations and they had enough difficulty with them. Got to assume that if you're going to take that long travelling for the surgery, there's got to be a reasonable improvement in your chances for survival.

OK, wow, the history of cataract surgery is long and I do not advise you to look it up if you are in any way squeamish about or squicked out by eye stuff. But apparently the earliest cataract surgeries known are in the 5th century BC, although modern surgery methods didn't seem to really get good until around the 1950s. Basically yes, infection was very possible and her vision would never be the same again.

That was very educational and quite unpleasant.

Ronald Adair was fond of cards, playing continually, but never for such stakes as would hurt him. He was a member of the Baldwin, the Cavendish, and the Bagatelle card clubs. It was shown that after dinner on the day of his death he had played a rubber of whist at the latter club.

I know it says that he never played for stakes that would hurt him, but I feel like being a member of three different clubs is a sign of something. Also, the fact that he recently broke up with his fiancee really needs to be relevant later because I cannot imagine why it would be included if not. At least as a red herring.

Mr. Murray, Sir John Hardy, and Colonel Moran

I wonder which of them is important? Clearly it must be Mr Murray. Absolutely could not be Colonel Moran, who is a colonel and therefore a respectable member of society who would never be associated with any crimes.

I stg ACD had some sort of beef with a colonel at some point in time. That's the only possible explanation. OTHER RANKS ARE AVAILABLE.

She had lit a fire there, and as it smoked she had opened the window.

They need their chimneys checked. Where are the chimney sweeps? I was under the impression that Victorian London was full of chimney sweeps. Was I lied to? Shove a small child up that chimney at once!

The door was locked on the inside, and no answer could be got to their cries and knocking. Help was obtained and the door forced. The unfortunate young man was found lying near the table. His head had been horribly mutilated by an expanding revolver bullet, but no weapon of any sort was to be found in the room.

Locked room mystery! Locked room mystery! Locked room mystery!

The window is open, but this is the second floor, and it's worth noting for any American readers, that in the UK the second floor is one higher than you think. We have ground floor, first floor, then second floor. So that's a pretty high window to reach.

(Unless there was already a small child lying in wait up the chimney...)

A minute examination of the circumstances served only to make the case more complex. In the first place, no reason could be given why the young man should have fastened the door upon the inside.

Sometimes people just lock doors. I automatically lock doors behind me sometimes. My brain is just like 'ooh, lock!' I made my flatmate at university think I hated her because I used to lock myself into my room, but I just... be like that.

There was the possibility that the murderer had done this and had afterwards escaped by the window. The drop was at least twenty feet, however, and a bed of crocuses in full bloom lay beneath. Neither the flowers nor the earth showed any sign of having been disturbed, nor were there any marks upon the narrow strip of grass which separated the house from the road.

So I know how this goes, but I feel there is a very real alternative solution to this puzzle that involves a circus troupe, an archer and a tightrope walker. Not sure how they'd get the tightrope back, but that can be sorted out in editing.

Again, Park Lane is a frequented thoroughfare, and there is a cab-stand within a hundred yards of the house.

Fine, people would probably notice the tightrope walking clown...

^ This guy could do it, is all I'm saying. (Although he would definitely use more than one bullet...)

since, as I have said, young Adair was not known to have any enemy, and no attempt had been made to remove the money or valuables in the room.

No one who gambles that much and consistently wins can be entirely enemy-free, that seems unlikely.

As I did so I struck against an elderly deformed man, who had been behind me, and I knocked down several books which he was carrying. [...] With a snarl of contempt he turned upon his heel, and I saw his curved back and white side-whiskers disappear among the throng.

Oh hai, Holmes. I'm not 100% that this is Holmes but lbr, this is Holmes. The snarl of contempt and abrupt about turn is totally to conceal his identity. Also I want to read The Origins of Tree Worship is it a real book? I feel like it has the potential to be the basis for a decent fantasy book.

but the window was entirely inaccessible, since there was no water-pipe or anything which could help the most active man to climb it.

I had not been in my study five minutes when the maid entered to say that a person desired to see me.

Drum roll please

I moved my head to look at the cabinet behind me. When I turned again Sherlock Holmes was standing smiling at me across my study table.

Certainly a grey mist swirled before my eyes, and when it cleared I found my collar-ends undone and the tingling after-taste of brandy upon my lips. Holmes was bending over my chair, his flask in his hand.

This surprise reveal brought to you by:

Brandy!

If Brandy doesn't save you, at least you'll die drunk!

“My dear Watson,” said the well-remembered voice, “I owe you a thousand apologies. I had no idea that you would be so affected.”

No.

Shit.

Sherlock.

Yeah, totally unbelievable that your bff who has thought you were dead for two years and probably blames himself at least somewhat for falling for the obvious ruse and leaving you alone on the cliffside to face your demise, might POSSIBLY be A LITTLE BIT affected by YOU RISING FROM THE DEAD BEFORE HIS EYES.

You are such a dramatic little chaos gremlin and it's great, but a truly spectacular lack of forethought here.

"Now, my dear fellow, in the matter of these explanations we have, if I may ask for your co-operation, a hard and dangerous night's work in front of us. Perhaps it would be better if I gave you an account of the whole situation when that work is finished.”

Casually rolls back into town, greets bff. 'Like, I could tell you how come I'm not dead, but instead we could both risk our lives first... what do you think?'

"I had no serious difficulty in getting out of it, for the very simple reason that I never was in it.”

A cliffhanger - literally??

Disappointed we only got two synonyms for the falls though: "awful abyss" and "dreadful chasm" I was hoping for some other ones. "merciless maw", "terrible void", "cruel crevasse", "fell fall", "godawful gap". Hopefully some more can be shoehorned into the next bit.

[marengogo]

CORONA BOREALIS - 3: NINETY FIVE

Like Crazy + People Pt.2 PLAYLIST.

[Music is a very big part of my life and I’m MOSTLY INCAPABLE of writing without music, so I just thought I'd share what I am listening to while writing this]

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Every year we spend on this planet something that will change the course of our lives tends to happen. Sometimes, it is something as small as the discovery of a new plant, and sometimes it is as big as a pandemic. So let’s, for example, look at positive things that happened in 1995 cause believe me some pretty fucked up shit also happened this year. This was the year that made the internet mainstream (can you imagine our lives without the internet? … ). 

Music was also 👌🏾this year, it brought us some classics such as Waterfalls by TLC, You Are Not Alone by Michael Jackson and a “little” song named Gangsta’s Paradise, which instantly raised its singer to worldwide fame; Coolio. Yeah, 1995 was an amazing year for Coolio, but little did he know that his life would end up being intertwined with seven others, two of which were also born in 1995: 13 October 1995, in Busan, a little bundle of joy, named Park Jimin graces this planet and a couple of months later another one decides to make his surly quirky entrance, 30 December 1995, in Daegu.

Jimin. He turned out to be a boy who would be very confident in his abilities, but perhaps not so much in himself as a person. Nevertheless, he knew he wanted to accomplish big-big things, and was going to stop at nothing to accomplish his goals. Then there was Taehyung. He on the other hand turned out to be a boy very confident in himself as a person, but perhaps not too sure of his abilities per say. Yet, he had dreams, very big ones at that, and admittedly he might have not known exactly how to get there but his desire to make them come true was as big as the dream itself.

They don’t seem to have much in common up to this point do they? Like, if there ever were a human representation of the concept of YingYang, it be them, no cap.

Even from an astrological point, don’t mind me an my interest in things of the sort  😬😬😬 not only do they seem to fit their descriptions, but they also just so happen to be each other’s opposite. Jimin is an Air Sign, and people with this element are known to be intellectual and communicative. They are experts in the ephemeral, the things of this world that lack physical form, and this is especially true of language and information. Taehyung is an Earth Sign and people with this element are known to be patient and practical. On a bad day: Just as Earth signs can be loyal, they can also be stubborn and inflexible. It's often their way or the highway .

In conclusion, regardless of whether you look at their factual past or their theoretical astrology, any kind of relationship between these two would seem impossible and even non-advisable. Yet, there they are being soulmates and here are some in the fandom scratching our heads, which is exactly the problem. They are here taking in superficial information regarding VMIN, rather than moving a couple of steps further and going there, where VMIN actually are, and take a closer look. If they did, they’d find out that in fact, Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung share the same exact spiritual level. And what do I mean by this?

Tae and JM’s isn’t a simple story of “opposite attracts” because they actually also have so much in common. Both look for warmth and love in their relationships, they are indeed very tactile and in the same way respond well to being touched by those they love/care about. They like and seem to crave attention a touch more than all other members in the group, and admittedly, they have recalibrated this desire as they grew up. Both are not comfortable when those they care about are suffering, they have a need to reach out and try to “kiss it” better. This might have been very apparent to people lately with regards to Jimin They are both painfully shy, Tae simply has a better control of his facial expressions, but once that cracks, it is off to the nearest hiding point. Lastly, and this is very important in their friendship dynamic; they do whatever they want to do. Always this JM is more skillful in hiding. 

It is only fair to now take a look at the tangible parts of their personas which aren’t, or weren’t as I think they’ve actually grown out of some of them compatible. Jimin is actively aware of his surroundings and Tae isn’t, meaning that JM is more likely to quickly try and make a change in his situation if he doesn’t like it (help someone in need, cheat to win, etc …) and perhaps regret it later, but not really. Tae, who also has the same kind of awareness, is however a ponderer; do I have to do something? What will happen if I do something? Depending on his personal answer, and the situation at hand, he may or may not do something about it, and perhaps regret it later, but not really. The following, I feel like it applied to them as teens, their “possessiveness” towards things, or relationships, has always been to a point where JM would do his might best to latch on to whatever he wanted to “monopolise” until he did, whereas Tae, if he found out he couldn’t “monopolise” whatever, he would move on to the next thing he could. 

And it is exactly because they could understand each other on this level that their friendship has become so solid and further from reach that it’s understanding is also eluding the mind of many. Their friendship, in my opinion, has now exceeded the performative level, on every level, it is almost as if these two have unlocked the ultimate regular friendship goal, which has the dynamics of a non-celebrity strong-ass friendship. This is a friendship that right at its very core didn’t skip any step and has experienced it all, from euphoria for example, ANY and EVERY TIME they start acting like characters in their imaginary scenarios to tribulations arguments caused by thoughtless, resulting in insensitive, words or actions, particularly in their youth.

So then finally, if you piece all of the aforementioned together  a situation where the two of them had a completely different opinion, then one starts an action, the other has a reaction, they then stay put in their opinions for a bit but then one will eventually cave and the other will cave even harder as they soothe each other … isn’t too hard to imagine, is it?

In a way, if you think of them as their astrological signs. JM (air sign) has been that one person who has been able to understand and vibe with Tae’s quirkiness, helping him to elevate towards those heights he always dreamed of. And at the same Tae (earth sign) has kept Jimin grounded in moments when perhaps being up there in the air wasn’t it. In moments, when he perhaps needed someone who would be willing to very normally share a hug and/or a tear. 

As we all know, they both have separate friendship groups and are very involved with their respective ones, which also goes with the nature of their character; they will do what they want to do and this we know from videos, pictures they decided to share with us. But please, let’s not forget that Tae is the one person who has probably called JM the most, the one who has declared Jimin as his fav, the one thanks to whom Jimin's back is blessed with more moons. Let’s also not forget that Jimin has been around for Tae in moments of great loss, or that Tae is his forever teddy bear, and that Jimin can understand him just by looking into his eyes. They’ve gained each other’s trust and I’d like to believe that they also know how to protect and cherish it. 

Great. Now, let’s get back out here . BTS as a whole has really reached levels where performative actions are, yes, a fan-fav but they can, in all honesty, decide not to act up on them, like posting things on social media, fanservice, etc, it is really all to their discretion. So let me ask you? If you were either JM/Tae, in 2023, and had a problem with Tae/JM, which you wanted to solve, who would you address it to?: Tae/JM? Or your fans’? …

Whose words would ultimately provide you with the solution you are searching for? Tae/JM? Or your fans’? 

Always respectfully yours 💚💛

Marengo. 

[whenanangelfalls]

The Guardian article perfectly illustrates where the problems lies with the hate for the Prequels, the bashing of Hayden’s performance and everything that is wrong with basically every single article documenting the return of the Prequel cast in Obi-Wan Kenobi. 

The toxic but loud minority of SW fans has been only a small part of it; the real culprits have always been the media that have been bashing the movies ever since they came out. No, even before they had come out - there is literally an article/review which criticized George Lucas and the Phantom Menace even before it completed post-production. For more than 20 years, they have been constantly, unrelentingly, demeaning, attacking and insulting the three movies with the same sort of backhanded comments and jibes: too much CGI and not enough practical effects (even though the Prequels had more practical effects than the OT and ST), too much green screen (all the sci-fi and fantasy movies have been made on green screen and blue screen ever since, including the ST and Marvel movies; The Volume is awesome but basically only the SW series use it now so it’s everything but widespread), George Lucas writes terrible dialogue (the PT has literally the same type of dialogue as the OT,  which the writer of the article admits to by mentioning Harrison Ford’s comment), and so on. Imagine it, for a quarter of a century the same comments all over again, copied and pasted.

The media outlets and its writers want to shift the blame to the fans when it’s been them all along who have been harassing the actors with their awful articles. The only thing that has changed in the recent years is that they want to exonerate themselves by shifting the blame on the fans and Lucas’ “terrible writing”, claiming it hasn’t been the actors’ faults and it’s time to “forgive them”. This article is the perfect example. The writer puts himself into a position of a magnanimous and understanding listener, ready to bestow his forgiveness and take the blame from Hayden by putting it on George, saying in every second sentence he writes that the Prequels were terrible movies, while Hayden, on the other hand, gushes about the Prequels that they are masterpieces and George is a genius. The article has two levels: the journalist shitting on the Prequels and Lucas and Hayden defending and admiring them.

Hayden has always had only fond memories about the Prequels, not only now as the writer suggests. He has never said a single bad word about them or George Lucas. The only bad memories he’s had are of terrible articles about him.

This is the one thing that really sucks about coming back from hiatus and returning to the Star Wars fandom - nothing has changed, especially the things that sucked about it.

[ladyodaskonpeito]

Day 2: Physical Therapy

Fandom: Free!

Pairing: Yamazaki Sousuke x Tachibana Makoto

Wordcount: 885

Day 1

Sousuke returned to their table in the cafeteria with an abundance of food and drinks in hand—too much for two people. Especially since the person he just met was looking unwell and didn’t appear like he had any appetite for anything.

Nevertheless, Sousuke placed sandwiches and juices and milks in front of Makoto. He initially stared up at Sousuke like he was in awe—mouth slightly agape and eyes wide open, before dropping his gaze to the pile of food on the table.

“Here, have whatever you like—you’ll feel better with some comfort food in you. Sorry about scaring you like that. And about lying,” Sousuke rubbed his nape as he sat himself down opposite Makoto, suddenly very sheepish for defaulting to the “I’m a doctor” card even though he was only fresh out of medical school. “I was desperately trying to calm you down.”

Makoto’s eyes formed crescents as he flashed an understanding smile. “Don’t worry about it, I’m very sorry myself about freaking out like that.” His cheeks were tinged with pink from the embarrassment. “What were you doing in front of the morgue, by the way?”

“Oh, that was the morgue,” Elation hit Sousuke and he did a fist pump. “I had to go to the rehab centre, which was apparently next to it. Guess I was on the right track, then?”

Makoto gave him small nods, confusion apparent on his face.

Sousuke chuckled lowly. “It was the first time I got the directions right,” He opened the packaging of a sandwich before pushing it forward for Makoto to help himself. “Been struggling for the past one month. Are eggs and mayo okay? I didn’t know what you like, so I got one of everything. There’s tuna mayo, and ham and cheese too.”

Makoto had a meek smile on his face and looked down when he accepted the sandwich. “Thank you. I’m glad you finally found your way.”

“I would be too, if not for the fact that I already lost my way again now that I’ve detoured here for breakfast,” Sousuke gave a belly laugh. “My physical therapist hates me already for the number of times he had to repeat the directions.”

“Well, I can bring you there again. You won’t need his help anymore then,” An incredibly kind offer from someone who didn’t yet know the extent of his problem. “I’m heading there again too, clinical hours to fulfil and all.”

“Sweet, I’ll take you up on that, thanks.”

And that was how Sousuke got himself an excellent navigator for his physical therapy sessions. It was not something they agreed upon doing, but they’d meet up at the hospital entrance whenever Sousuke was scheduled for his twice-weekly appointments. Their I-buy-you-breakfast and you-lead-the-way acquaintanceship was enjoyable and refreshing, so he started looking forward to his Tuesdays and Fridays even though Sousuke used to dread coming for PT.

Once inside the rehab centre, Makoto proved to be much more than just navigation skills. He became an inspiration to Sousuke with how much care he’d put into ensuring patient comfort. He’d be highly focused whenever he was monitoring progress and pain scores. He’d check in with Sousuke frequently to see if he was comfortable with the regimen he had for the day. He’d even make sure that Sousuke was well-hydrated throughout the session by providing reminders to drink. His caring side would shine through and Sousuke fully understood then how this person was meant to become a nurse.

Sousuke thus hoped to keep the things he learned from Makoto in mind because he aspired to provide quality patient-centred care for people as Makoto did for him. And that was why it was an incredible shame when he failed to ask Makoto for his contact, or even a social media account. Anything they could have kept in touch with, because by the time his last session rolled around about three weeks after they met—when Sousuke had originally planned to suggest staying in contact—Makoto was nowhere to be found when he reached the hospital entrance that morning.

He loitered around for half an hour, fearing that he’d miss Makoto and make him wait. He didn’t go in until he was late for his appointment, and was subjected to an earful by his physical therapist for the tardiness and for needing the directions again.

Katsumi-san wasn’t mad enough at him to not answer, though, when he asked about Makoto’s whereabouts. Apparently, he had completed his practical module on rehabilitation and would be elsewhere in the hospital from now on, but Katsumi-san wasn’t privy to which department either. Sousuke decided then to leave his phone number with Katsumi-san so he could give it to Makoto should he ever see him around the hospital again.

Maybe Sousuke was a little disheartened that they wouldn’t be seeing each other anymore, as he wondered why Makoto left without any goodbyes. He was even puzzled by it since Makoto never said anything about finishing soon, but he quickly brushed it off by reasoning that Makoto was a professional person. He didn’t have to be chummy with Sousuke—after all, he might have just been kind to him all this while because Sousuke was a patient to him.

Well, it was a good thing that he didn’t have any more PT sessions left then.

To be continued on Day 3

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All the Things We’ll Leave Behind: ch 26, pt 7

So... I return ._.

I've been sick off and on for the last few months and basically not engaging with anything fandom related, which obviously included uh... not even letting people know where I went ._.

Many apologies, but I return and hopefully won't get sick again anytime soon??? I think it's cause the kid I babysit started going to a full daycare as well this fall and is just bringing all the horrible viruses into my house 😭

Hopefully, as the weather gets nicer, we'll be able to be outside more and I won't get as sick but who knows. I hate being sick as I already have health issues and being even mildly sick takes me down so hard 😭

Anyways, previously!

This is the last bit of this chapter, and I'll be putting up the full edited chapter on ao3 later today or tomorrow~

~

jzxuan watched as Chong-xiansheng finally pushed himself back up, eyeing up the entrance behind lwj as though he could possibly get around the irate alpha.

“Aiya, little dearies,” the omega owner tutted, putting her hands on her hips and shaking her head at the alphas. She took a few steps out of the building, fearlessly stepping between the two men. “You,” she said, nodding at Chong-xiansheng, “get yourself back inside and leave them poor teenagers alone. They’ve enough to deal with without you making matters worse, no matter how much I think they enjoyed the show,” she added, an almost cruel smiling spreading across her face that had jzxuan assuming she had liked it too. “And you four,” she continued, turning towards lwj and glancing between him and the rest of them, “I don’t much appreciate violence in my establishment—especially not drunken violence. I’ll get your food wrapped up for you and then you can take this lightweight on a little walk, see if it sobers him up. Be back in a moment.”

With that, she turned and left, Chong-xiansheng scrambling after her, staying as clear of lwj as he could, before leaving their odd group of four standing awkwardly outside the restaurant.

“What… happened,” jzxuan asked after they had stood too long in silence, waiting for either lwj or jwy to offer up an explanation of the events of the last few minutes.

“He was rude,” lwj said while jwy gaped at him. “You disagree?” the older alpha asked, taking an uneven step towards the Jiang heir.

“No, but I don’t think he was rude enough to throw him out of the damn restaurant!” jwy spit out, turning towards the path that had led them there from Lotus Pier. “Whatever, I’m leaving. Good luck babysitting this drunk,” he hissed at them as he stomped off, disappearing down the dirt path as his sister called out, trying to get him to come back.

“Why do you seem drunker than before?” jzxuan asked as lwj reached their side, smelling and looking noticeable more intoxicated than he had minutes before, when jzxuan had been considering whether his friend was faking it.

“Accidentally drank,” the older man said, nodding as though that explained it.

“How did you accidentally drink?” jzxuan asked, narrowing his eyes at his friend as he swayed uneasily in place.

“Was sitting there.”

“You were?”

“Drink was.”

“What drink?”

“The drink. It wasn’t mine. I don’t drink alcohol. Bad things happen to Lans who drink.”

“Then whose was it?”

lwj squinted at him, looking as though he were solving the most difficult of problems before shrugging and assuring jzxuan that he didn’t know.

“It was probably Chong-xiansheng’s,” jyl offered, moving around them to the restaurant entrance to wait for the owner to return with their food to go. “A-Zhan must have accidentally drank whatever he had ordered—and I bet it was strong.”

“Great,” jzxuan said, abruptly reaching out to support his friend when the man looked like he was about to topple over. “Just great. He was just sobering up and then that guy had to come along and cause problems—I thought you said he was harmless? From what I’ve seen, he’s managed plenty of harm.”

“Ah…” jyl sighed, shifting uneasily on her bare feet. He couldn’t imagine it was very comfortable, standing or walking on the rocky road without shoes, but he had yet to hear her say a word of complaint over it—although he supposed she knew if she dared even flinch as she took a step they would have forced her to turn around. “Chong-xiansheng says stupid things all the time. I suppose that because of his past people just let him get away with more.”

“Stupid,” lwj bite out, blinking absently into space. “People must be held responsible for their words.”

“Do you hold everyone responsible for their words, deary?” the owner asked as she stepped back outside with their food. She stared up at him, smiling not unkindly as she added, “It can be difficult to hold people responsible when you know the people who hurt them were never held responsible. When you know they still see those people and their descendants around, from time to time.” She looked between the three of them, her expression tired and sad. “Everyone knew what that Jiang girl did—she never tried to deny it. People still did business with the family, talked nice with her. Watching people you thought were your friends—who you thought were good and moral—tolerate that, just cause money and power was involved, ah… that takes a toll on a person.”

“Does not make it right to tolerate his bad behaviour,” lwj insisted, looking very much like he was about to snarl at the woman, which jzxuan did not think would make the situation any better.

“No, I suppose it doesn’t make it right, but I hope it makes it at least a bit understandable,” the omega said, nodding towards jyl as she added, “All the kids round here know their parents and grandparents did that man wrong. Tolerating him, when they know he’ll do no more that shoot his mouth off at them, is their way of penance, I imagine.”

jyl swallowed, looking away and muttering something that seemed like an agreement, a lightly embarrassed blush spreading across her cheeks.

lwj was beginning to open his mouth—likely to continue arguing with the woman over if it was acceptable to tolerate mistreatment for things your ancestors were responsible for—when jzxuan slapped his hand across the man’s mouth.

“It’s complicated,” he said as lwj glared him, one of his hands rising up to fasten itself over jzxuan’s. “Thank you for the food—it’s delicious. We’ll be sure to find a nice place by the lake or something to eat it.”

The woman blinked at him, looking like she would have been quite inclined to continue arguing with lwj, before turning back towards her restaurant. “You have yourselves a good evening,” she said, pushing the door open and stepping inside. “Make sure you get the little omega home safe, you hear me?” she called back as the door clattered shut, leaving the three of them in silence once again.

“Ah… guess it is getting a bit late…” jzxuan noted, looking up at the darkening sky. This time of year, with the days getting longer and longer every day, it would still be light and warm until late into the night, but that didn’t mean they could stay out too late with jyl—or even just he and lwj, not with a death having occurred so recently. “We should take the food and go sit on the pier again… where Wangji will not be pushing anyone in, right?” he joked, raising an eyebrow at lwj who was simply standing there, staring at him with his hand still holding jzxuan’s to his mouth. “Ah… you gonna let go of my hand?”

lwj shook his head, adjusting his grip slightly and jzxuan assumed he was going to insist on holding hands or something on the way back when—

“Lan Wangji!” he hissed, tugging on his hand as the older alpha slipped several of his fingers into his mouth and began to suck. Heat spread harsh across jzxuan’s cheeks as he attempted to pull his hand free of the horrible drunkard. “Give me my hand! This is— Wangji!!”

He squeaked when jyl popped up next to him, eyeing up the situation before letting out a little laugh. “At least,” she said as she began walking back towards her home, bags heavy with their takeout food swinging in her arms, “this time I’m not alone to deal with this menace.”

~ Somewhere Inside ~

“Didn’t think you had a phone,” the owner commented mildly as she set the rest of Chong-xiansheng’s order down next to him. He’d had enough sense to seat himself on the side of the room furthest from the teenagers, his back to them—to remove any temptation to speak to them again, she assumed.

“Found it,” he said as she was turning to leave.

She glanced back at him. “Chong-xiansheng, did you steal some poor soul’s phone?”

“Finders keepers,” he said, barely glancing up at her as he flicked through the phone. “Lot’a missed calls.”

“That’s probably cause someone’s looking for it,” she said, trying to see if she recognized the phone in the man’s hands and quickly recognizing it as jyl's. “That’s the little Jiang omega’s phone,” she said sternly. “You need to return that.”

“No way, finders keepers.”

She pressed her lips together, the lightweight alpha boy’s words flooding back through her head. She had been ready to argue with him—to defend the areas practice of letting Chong-xiansheng get away with most everything—but a little part of her couldn’t help but wonder if maybe he was right. Maybe they’d let this man get away with too much for too long. “You return that phone, Chong-xiansheng,” she said as she turned to leave. “I ain’t gonna turn you in for takin’ it, but I won’t lie if someone comes in asking after it.”

“Yeah, yeah,” the old man said, waving her dismissively away and sending a shudder of annoyance through her. She turned away from him, taking a few steps towards her teenage patrons when one of them—the omega boy Chong-xiansheng had made derogatory comments towards before the alpha boy had taken offence and tossed him out—caught her eye. They were watching her and Chong-xiansheng. Their eyes caught for a moment and she tried to remember what it was like to be young like that—being young and powerless, reliant on alphas to stand up for you because no one else’s words mattered. She had been fortunate, finding a man to love her and support her in being herself—in being strong and demanding and so many things omegas weren’t supposed to be.

Most omegas didn’t have that. They had no one to stand up for them. They accepted what society—what alphas—told them was right, and what so many alphas had decided was to let this man, who had been seriously harmed by the Jiangs, who they had all made a living from, get a free pass. No matter what he did, no one local ever stood up to him, and she wondered where they would draw the line—if they ever would.

She broke eye contact with the omega boy, shame rippling through her as she turned and disappeared into the kitchen.

~

A/N: Why didn’t wwx know Chong-xiansheng when they spoke? Chong-xiansheng lived elsewhere for a long time, he only returned a decade or so ago after his parents died and he inherited their house. wwx has probably met him in passing during his visits to Lotus Pier, but stress of his missing mate combined with his bad memory meant the guy’s name didn’t ring a bell.

[blackbloodredpepper]

Haikyuu Fic Master List pt. 3

Part 1 is here part 2 is here

Part 1 is JUST IwaOi and Pt. 2 consists of MastuHana and EnnoTana so if you’re looking for those pairing, click the first two links!

I apologize that my lists are so long, but when you’ve been in the game for as long as I have, it’s bound to happen lol the sad part is that I have way more fics for way more fandoms haha but maybe that’s for another time

Kuroo Tetsurou x Kozume Kenma

Penne For Your Thoughts

Word count: 8,408

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kenma is the kitchen manager of Crow’s Restaurant, and unfortunately, he’s in love with none other than the head chef, and best friend, Kuroo Tetsurou. He’s managed to survive nearly two decades of being in love with him. So why does everything have to fall apart now?

This one is quite funny, minimally angsty, and best of all, really cute

the snow keeps falling

Word count: 17,323

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: kenma and kuroo have been in a relationship for seven comfortable years, until a freak accident leads to kuroo forgetting kenma. and only kenma. the two of them are forced to navigate a new life - one of them still painfully in love, and the other blissfully unaware.

This one hurtssss my heart but it’s so amazingly well written and while incredibly angsty, it has a happy ending and I love it

You Don’t Have to Kiss Me <3

Word count: 3,690

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo has managed to miss the fact that he’s dating Kenma. He is very confused about why Kenma wants to practice kissing all of a sudden. Kenma simply wants to kiss his boyfriend.

Kuroo is the biggest idiot I love this pairing

All Along There Was Some Invisible String Tying You To Me

Word count: 7,555

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kenma slaps himself on the head, almost in hopes that it’ll reset his brain somehow, but the annoying song doesn’t leave his head. So how does he know it? How is it stuck in his head? Oh. /Oh./ This must be Kenma’s first hearing, and apparently his soulmate is the most obnoxious asshole on the planet. Kenma groans, hitting his head against his desk. He’s totally screwed, isn’t he? / In which Kozume Kenma can hear the music his soulmate is listening to, and is determined to find him so he can yell at him to improve his music taste

This one isn’t my favourite but it’s worth the recommendation. Soulmate AU where Kenma is just totally over it

us three <3<3<3

Word count: 5,137

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: the actual summary is pretty long but I’ll throw in this lil blurb: Kuroo’s gaze flits over to the utensil. His eyes bulge out of his skull. “Wh—is that a meat hammer? Put it back!” Akaashi’s head recoils back in confusion. “I don’t understand the problem here.”

This might just be one of the funniest fics on the planet and it captures the fanon characters really really well! Please just read it!

throwing oranges

Word count: 1,808

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: "Please, Kozume-kun?" the third girl says, now that Kenma has seemingly checked into the conversation. "What does Kuroo-senpai like?" ...what. "Volleyball," Kenma says shortly, ignoring their annoyed little sighs, and returns his expression to the screen. He's died. Figures. After that he starts paying attention. More attention to the social aspects, at least. Kenma always pays a fair percentage of his attention to Kuroo. He sort of demands it. And. Kuroo does get a lot of female attention.

This one is really cute and I love it!

Of Apple Blossoms and Yarrow

Word count: 4,150

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: It's usually weekly or bi-weekly that Kuroo brings over flowers of some sort, a kind of habit he's kept up over all the years they've been friends. Sometimes Kenma wishes he had asked the first time it ever happened, because he can't help but wonder now. Why don't you just keep them in your room if you like them? Does this mean anything to you?

I quite like this one, it’s fun and sweet!

i say it in everything that i do - every touch and blink and swallow

Word count: 3,763

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: 5 times Kenma confesses to Kuroo (and one time he does it for real)

5+ 1 fics are so so good :)

Liked, Commented and Subscribed

Word count: 45,729

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 17/17

Summary: Everyone is a youtuber and tumblr ships KuroKen. A lot.

Am I a sucker for YouTube AUs? Yes I am. This is one of the first KuroKen fics that I bookmarked after getting my ao3 account. This isn’t my most favourite pairing in the whole world but I truly do appreciate the work that goes into their fics!

of broken but beautiful souls

Word count: 3,595

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Like others too, Kenma wished that his soul is beautiful.

This one’s kind of heartbreaking but it has a happy ending and it’s quite sweet

tastes like peppermint

Word count: 5,389

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed 1/1

Summary: they’ve been friends for so long kuroo already knows kenma’s sleeping pattern and isn’t the least concerned when he shows up for cuddles in the middle of the night.

This one is super duper adorable!

One Day

Word count: 4,503

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kozume Kenma thought it would be fun to one day have one of his live streams break the 700k viewer barrier. Kuroo Tetsurou thought it would be fun if one day his and Kenma’s relationship was made public. Kodzuken’s viewers thought it would be fun to one day learn a bit more about the elusive youtuber’s personal life. That one day is today, though none of them found it particularly funny at the time.

This one is actually really good. It’s definitely interesting, and the plot is unexpected but it’s really good! (Hostage AU)

Fall Damage

Word count: 3,762

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo barges into Kenma's streams, his fans go apeshit, Kenma suffers the consequences.

This one is a funny fake dating/break up AU and it’s my jam

someone special, who could it be?

Word count: 1,614

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: “He’s lanky, but he’s a good blocker. Loud and obnoxious, but still encouraging. His eyes look like they were robbed from a poor cat. Oh, and he has a terrible case of bed head too.”“Oh my god, it’s Lev. You have a crush on Lev."

This one is so funny! Kuroo is such a moron

petals: blue, red, yellow

Word count: 12,088

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 2/2

Summary: The feeling in his throat was back and Kenma quickly shoved his game in his bag, standing up to leave the room before he coughed too loudly and woke the whole team up. Kuroo looked at him worriedly. “Kenma, are you---” “I’m fine,” he answered, his voice nearly inaudible. He didn’t wait for a response as he rushed out of the door in the direction of the bathroom, trying his best to contain the rising feeling in his throat.

This one’s angsty and sad (with a happy ending) I really love hanahaki AUs tho :)

Nothing Short of a Miracle

Word count: 1,353

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo decides that it's about time to propose to the love of his life.

This one is short and sweet

curiosity kills

Word count: 41,426

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 5/5

Summary: Kenma rescues a cat. Later on, the cat saves him in return.

I really do love this fic. It’s a total classic and absolutely worth the read

over the weekend we could turn the world to gold

Word count: 1,372

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: The thing is, Tetsurou is well aware that he could ask for the futon. It isn’t offered to him anymore, because he hasn’t used it in years, but he could still ask. But then Kenma would be suspicious, and his parents might ask if they were fighting, and Tetsurou doesn’t even really want the futon, because he always sleeps best with Kenma tucked against his side, head resting on Tetsurou’s arm, so maybe he’ll just settle for being painfully obvious and hoping he doesn’t get questioned about it until they get home.

There’s only one bed. That’s it. That’s the fic

It’s Big

Word count: 710

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: “You have big feet Kuroo.” The locker room went quiet. Kuroo fell on his head.

This one made me giggle

Proximity Makes the Heart Grow Fonder <3

Word count: 3,590

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kenma rolls his eyes. “Yeah, but still. It’s a hassle. Besides, it’s not a big deal, right? We’ve shared beds before.” Kuroo bites back a remark about how that was at a time when he didn’t even know what a crush felt like, and sighs. He clenches his fists briefly, trying to remedy how cold and sweaty his palms are getting.

There’s only one bed pt 2 but this time it’s porn

top 10 worst pet names <3

Word count: 8,967

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 2/2

Summary: What if your team was too stupid to tell the difference between a wasp sting and a hickey and your best friend thought that was the perfect prank opportunity?

Super duper big classic and super duper big funny

The Case of Kuroo Tetsurou: Uni Student and House Wife Extraordinaire

Word count: 1,322

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: With Kenma raking in the big bucks, Kuroo is left to balance university and keeping their apartment clean.

I quite like this one! It’s funny and cute

Good to You

Word count: 2,186

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: "You’re childhood friends with Kozume-kun from Class 3, right? Do… do you know if Kozume-kun is dating anyone?”

At the words, Kuroo’s brain malfunctions. Kozume-kun, he thinks with wide eyes, and then, dating anyone? Kenma? Dating anyone? Is it possible? His brain knows the two phrases separately, but he’s never thought of them in connection before. Kenma. Dating someone. Suddenly the anchor he’s been clinging to cracks just the slightest bit. / When a girl from Kenma's class approaches Kuroo for advice on how to ask out Kenma, Kuroo comes to the realization that his feelings for Kenma might be more complicated than he'd originally thought.

I love jealousy turns to feelings of realization tropes

Wouldn’t it be Funny?

Word count: 1,445

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Bokuto and Kuroo plot a prank on their friends. Kuroo is not prepared for Kenma's reaction.

This one isn’t my favourite, but I like it well enough

good luck charm

Word count: 8,979

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: The shop is freezing, the instruments are breaking, the lights won't stop flickering, and dammit, Kuroo has some terrible luck.

This is part of possibly my favourite Haikyuu series ever but this is the only KuroKen fic that’s part of the series so

I Must be Dreaming

Word count: 11,210

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kenma Kozume, university student and soulmate skeptic, is not fond of all of pop rock band Neko's frontman, Tetsurou Kuroo, believing him to be a party boy and a corporate sellout. However, his world turns upside down when Tetsurou's soulmark gets leaked to the media - and it's a mark that's all too familiar.

This one is really good and I really like it :)

Five Times One

Word count: 4,828

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Five times Kuroo defends Kenma from other people. One time Kenma defends Kuroo back.

This one is sweet and I’m a sucker for protective bfs

Operation: Observe Kenma

Word count: 3,700

Rating: N/A

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: “So you’re telling me” Hinata started off slowly. “You spend basically all of your free time together, you feed one another, take care of each other when one is sick or drunk and he lets you steal his clothes with no objections. Yet you guys aren’t dating” Hinata wasn’t buying it. Kenma flushed under the realisation. WAS he dating Kuroo?

This one is so cute and a great little study of their relationship but not that deep

Superposition <3<3<3

Word count: 102,801

Rating: Mature

Status: Completed; chapters 12/12

Summary: "Well, I bet I’ll be seeing more of you in the future then, huh? But hopefully soon it’ll be me watching you on stage," Tetsurou tells him. Something flickers across Kenma’s face - something like bright, childlike hope. “D’you actually think so?" “Call me crazy,” Tetsurou says, grinning a stupid grin that shows all his teeth, “but I’d be willing to bet on it." // Tetsurou Kuroo, the lead singer of alternative band Neko, meets Kenma Kozume, aspiring musician, at one of his shows, a meeting that sets into motion a series of events that change their lives - and the alternative music scene - forever. Or, the early 2000s pop punk band AU.

This is quite literally my favourite KuroKen fic in existence. Superposition is my fav song and knowing the lyrics while reading the fic hits so different. Nothing that sad happens (though it is angsty and slow burn) but this fic had me in actually tears and suffering an existential crisis. Seriously. The portrayal of the characters, the beauty of the writing. It just makes me cry so damn hard. I could not think of a better recommendation for you if I tried. I will never ever get over how much this fic has affected me as a person.

If You Want It

Word count: 3,495

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kenma’s eyebrows narrow - it sounds almost like the interviewer is implying that they’re together, together. As in more than just best friends. The funny feeling in his chest doesn’t leave. But he tells himself she has no idea what she’s talking about. They’re just close best friends, after all. Close bandmates. That’s all.

Another band AU. It’s not nearly as angsty as superposition so this is a good one to read afterwards :’)

Candied_Apple

Word count: 2,809

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Everyone knows Kenma does video game playthroughs and live streams himself gaming; his ex-teammates teased him for weeks when they found out, until they saw how many followers he had. Then he was kind of like a celebrity. The name username ApplePi is becoming well known in the gaming community. And in another part of the web, Candied_Apple is becoming just as well known.

This one is short and smutty. Not my fav writing in the world but I’m still a relative fan

open doors

Word count: 1,578

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo Tetsurou grew up in a home with open doors.

This one’s really sweet!

the idiot with the painted face

Word count: 6,173

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: “What are you—get that phone out of my face!” “But it’s for this app! It says it can tell what mood you’re in with just a single picture.”

The title is a Mitski song but the fic is not sad

Schrödinger’s boyfriend

Word count: 3,692

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: "I have plans for next week." A week before Valentine's day Kenma finds out Kuroo has plans. Plans he was keeping secret from his best friend. Why does he suddenly feel so betrayed and rejected? Will this rollercoaster of emotions and sudden realizations awaken something in him? But most importantly, will he do something about his feelings in time for Valentine's Day?

It’s a cliché but it’s good

you are the music in me

Word count: 5,421

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo Tetsurou was suffering from a long streak of writer's block. The melodies seemed to come back to him after he first listened to an arrangement made by music producer Kozume Kenma. And he knew immediately they had to meet.

ANOTHER music AU

Jealousy

Word count: 1,644

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: After coming back from summer training, Kuro starts acting strange.

I am a sucker for jealous bfs

The Kenma Counter <3

Word count: 734

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo had the strange habit of mentioning Kenma any chance he got. The boys started counting. The boys started discussing the wildest topics hoping Kuroo wouldn't find a way to bring Kenma up. The boys give up.

Short and sweet and funny

Beautiful People Will Ruin Your Life <3

Word count: 3,168

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo Tetsurou runs a private Twitter account where he's constantly tweeting about how desperately in love he is with Kozume Kenma. Little does he know that Kenma sees all the tweets and keeps referencing the account in an attempt to get Kuroo to confess to him. / Or, five times Kuroo didn't notice Kenma hinting about his private Twitter account, and one time he finally did.

This one is cute and funny and a fan favourite!

can’t stop thinking ‘bout it

Word count: 3,247

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: 5 times Kuroo and Kenma kissed by accident + 1 time it was no accident

This one is really fun to read!

Running Home

Word count: 1,331

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kenma tried to catch his breath while he stumbled into Kuroo's arms. He knew he was making a scene with other third years mingling in the hallway watching him, but for once he didn't care. Couldn't care.

Mid A/B/O fic. I’m not hating on the author though, btw, I’m just letting you guys know how I felt about it :)

Japan’s Most Subscribed <3

Word count: 3,613

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo Tetsurou @blacktetsurou changed his bio : volleyball player, co-owner of Bouncing Ball Corp. and so much more ;)

This one is really sweet I love it + it’s a classic one!

Spark a Flame in Me

Word count: 3,623

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kozume Kenma's never had a crush before. He's never come across anyone he's drawn to in that way. That is until he officially meets his next-door neighbor, a friendly firefighter named Kuroo Tetsurou.

This one is quite popular and good

Komorebi

Word count: 16,789

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 2/2

Summary: Against better judgement Kuroo follows Oikawa's suggestion of getting a summer job and they end up working in a large multistory electronic goods store in bustling Ikebukuro. Oikawa is, not surprisingly, placed in the women's beauty section, while Kuroo has been relegated to the video game department. So, he spends the rest of his summer trying to convince himself that things will get better. (Spoiler: It does.)

This one is a great classic! Def worth the read!

No, I Need It

Word count: 1,849

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kenma has severe pregnancy cravings, and Tetsurou's wallet suffers.

This one is an mpreg A/B/O but I swear it’s funny and kinda cute ToT

beyond castle walls

Word count: 16,724

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kenma doesn't realise that the guy he's brought home for the night is Kuroo Tetsurou, the crown prince of the kingdom, until there are photos posted online the next morning. The royal family has to save face by announcing a marriage, and Kenma's life is never going to be the same.

This one’s alright. Not my fav but if you want a royalty AU here you go

Principles of Chemistry <3

Word count: 32,419

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 4/4

Summary: In which Kenma ends up being sorted into the wrong group and has to endure his new, exhausting lab partner for the next month.

This one is classic funny and sweet! Relative slow burn and little to no angst

pretty girls make me nervous <3

Word count: 6,906

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo does everything he can to get Kenma a significant other. Meanwhile, everyone bets how long it'll take before Kuroo realizes that Kenma's sorta already dating him.

This one is probably the ULTIMATE classic KuroKen fanfiction. If you haven’t read this yet, you legally have to to become a part of the Haikyuu fandom

pushing boundaries

Word count: 4,432

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Kuroo glanced up, still bent as he pressed a final kiss to Kenma’s hipbone. “Is this okay?” Kenma didn’t think he could summon the words if he’d tried. 'Please,' he figured he wanted to say. 'You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this.' Instead, he nodded, a bit breathless.

Cute and sweet vanilla sex with our two favourite cats

two cats

Word count: 19,886

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 5/5

Summary: (12:01) From: Kenma :3 and why won’t you tell me what the secret is?(12:02) To: Kenma :3 there r some things even i won’t say over txt

This one should technically be read before pushing boundaries but at the end of the day I don’t think it actually really matters

There’s No Tutorial for This <3

Word count: 21,500

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: “I think maybe Kuroo-senpai likes him, and that’s why it was hard for him to tell us.” “On the fucking nose, Lev.” Kuroo likes Kenma, but he can't figure that out for himself. Kenma likes Kuroo, except he's never had a crush on anyone before and has no idea how to cope. Hopefully they can both figure it out by the time their summer vacation ends. "...I swear to god I’m going to die Bokuto, he’s so cute and I’m so fucked.”

This one is an OLD classic. Like 2015 old. Can’t believe I read this around the time it was published.

Home, At Last

Word count: 5,549

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: While gathering supplies in his abandoned neighborhood, Kozume Kenma comes across a half-dead vampire with a familiar face. A face he hasn't seen in over a year.

Kuroo as a vampire??? Yes please

You and Me, Together Forever

Word count: 20,147

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Years after college, Kenma and Kuro face the ups and downs of their new relationship, growing closer and stronger than ever before.

Just pure porn

We Belong Together <3

Word count: 4,712

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Six years after the emperor sent him to the border for falling in love with the crown prince, Kuroo Tetsurou receives an invitation to return to the palace.

Oh my god?? This is the best royalty AU and I love it

Water and Brimstone <3 <3

Word count: 41,549

Rating: Mature

Status: Completed; chapters 7/7

Summary: Kuroo and Kenma are assigned to go undercover as a result of Bokuto’s awkward attempt at playing matchmaker... but their simple case turns out to be a lot more dangerous than they expected.

I fucking love detective AUs this is literally so good holy shit

Best Friends

Word count: 6,307

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: During the two weeks he spends manning his uncle's ice cream booth on the coast, Kenma decides that maybe he likes his best friend back, after allegedly

Another oldie but a goodie! This one is a classic from 2014, and it’s on almost every single KuroKen fic rec list ever

How Kuroo Found Kenma

Word count: 37,641

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 5/5

Summary: "Oh my God," Kuroo said, eyes growing wide. He slowly turned to fully face Oikawa, "I'm in love with Kenma." Oikawa brought his tea to his mouth. "Yeah," he said, smiling through the steam rising in front of his face, "I know."

This is yet ANOTHER classic. And I think I’ve changed my mind as to what the ultimate KuroKen fic is, because it’s actually this one. You have not lived if you haven’t read this. Slow burn, kinda angsty, beautifully written (the author is the same as conquering the great king, so you know it’s good)

Azumane Asahi x Nishinoya Yuu

Salamanders Know <3 <3

Word count: 12,652

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: It's Asahi who notices first so it's his responsibility to alert Nishinoya to the situation: they are soulmates. Now if only Asahi's tattoo would stop running away every time he tries to approach him, that would be great. With Daichi and Suga's help maybe he can find a way to get around his own shyness?

This one might be one of my favourites for this pairing tbh. Super adorable soulmate AU and a study of Asahi’s character

Sharing a Space (In My Heart) <3

Word count: 7,282

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Soulmate AU where you can feel your soulmate's emotions, and Nishinoya is worried that his soulmate is in serious danger.

A classic! Great AsaNoya fic and truly a sweet one

Oral Fixation <3

Word count: 3,554

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: “So.” Noya shot him a mischievous look, full cat-ate-the-canary in its devilish charm. “I’m not imagining things. You have been staring at my mouth.” “Wha- I- Um… ” Asahi blushed red, tripping over his words. He hadn’t realized Noya had noticed, probably should have known he wasn’t being subtle in his attention. “M-Maybe?”

Hot dog this is a good one. Mostly porn no plot but damn

Cherry on top but not for long

Word count: 2,654

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: "I want to get into your pants, Asahi-san!" Noya says it so stoutly, so resolutely, that all Asahi can do for a moment is stare at her. Noya's cheeks are puffed out with the strength of her conviction, bleached bangs poofing out of her ponytail. Asahi buries her face in her hands. "Shame should be taught in schools," she mumbles, and Noya squawks.

AsaNoya genderbend fic to soothe the soul

Sleepless in Saitama <3

Word count: 12,559

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Noya is a restless sleeper, frequently flailing in his sleep and rolling over his teammates at away camps. The problem seems to be solved when he wakes up one morning snugly wrapped up in Asahi's arms, until a whole new set of problems begin...

I love this one! It’s really cute and sweet with a side of smut

Propriety

Word count: 6,013

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: The collective hive mind head canon of Noya being the "atypical" omega and Suga being the "model" omega taken to a logical conclusion.

Light angst, really nice. I personally love it. It is A/B/O so if ur not into that, skip it

come and take a walk on the wild side

Word count: 4,605

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: There’s a bloodcurdling scream of terror, and then Noya remembers that, right, there’s a new person moving into the apartment next to him. Oops. (in which Noya is accidentally the Worst Neighbor Ever, Asahi loses twenty years of his life to stress, and Rolling Thunder is the star of the show.)

Great fic! Really funny, Noya owns exotic animals. Asahi is his new neighbour and is less than impressed

I’d Like You Anyway <3

Word count: 7,167

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Yū believes in soulmates, but that doesn’t mean he believes in them.

Completely classic AsaNoya fic!

close to your heart <3

Word count: 1,902

Rating: General Audiences

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: It is often thought that the second button is close to your heart. Therefore, the act of giving someone the second button of your uniform conveys the message that you think of that person as the most precious person to you.

So well written and I love this one! This is a popular AsaNoya fic :D

Top of the World

Word count: 119,248

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 33/33

Summary: Noya is a sports photographer who can't stand watching volleyball. So far, he's managed to avoid attending volleyball games at the local college, but one day the only other member of his department is out sick, so he has to take on the job. He does so reluctantly, and drags himself to the game without the intention of paying any sort of attention at all - he'll just snap a few pictures, get a quote from the team captain, and then get out and never come back. Once he's at the game, though, he lays eyes on a perfectly good reason to stick around in the form of Asahi Azumane, the team's star player. He's immediately fascinated by Asahi; he wants to meet the guy, get to know him a little, and then... well, to be completely honest, Noya kind of just wants to bang him. A lot. But of course, stuff like this rarely goes Noya's way, and this time is no exception.

Very very popular! So well written, truly a classic, slow burn and really cute! Can you imagine a world where Noya hates volleyball?

Wild Horses

Word count: 5,425

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: While at the beach with her friends, Nishinoya runs into the biggest, hottest lifeguard she's ever seen.

Another gender bend!

Daydreamer <3

Word count: 762

Rating: Mature

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Nishinoya decides to get nipple piercings. Just one more thing for Asahi to obsess over how amazing her girlfriend is.

And another one!

the most important meal of the day

Word count: 6,427

Rating: Explicit

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: When Nishinoya returns from a two week trip overseas with her volleyball team, she and Asahi have a lot to catch up on.

…Another one..?

And yet here you are <3

Word count: 38,302

Rating: Mature

Status: Completed; chapters 12/12

Summary: His classmate rolled her eyes. “Of course Nishinoya-kun asked you to come over tonight.” Asahi blinked. “Well… he found a training video of the Japanese Olympic team, and he wants to—” The girl stood with an exasperated sigh. “He knows when the athletic department’s mixer is. It’s only been plastered on every message board across campus for two weeks.” “Maybe… maybe he just doesn’t want to go?” Asahi tried. He had the definite impression he was supposed to know why she was annoyed. Unfortunately — and not uncommonly — he was just confused. “You mean he just doesn’t want you to go,” she muttered.

Read this. I’m begging you. Please. Noya is a little shit

No Harm, No Foul <3

Word count: 9,832

Rating: N/A

Status: Completed; 1/1

Summary: "The thing about Asahi, if Noya were pressed, is that he's huge."

Dude. Angry Asahi is so fucking hot. I’m with Noya on this one. Definitely one of my favourite fics :D

Resolution

Word count: 2,928

Rating: Teen +

Status: Completed; chapters 1/1

Summary: Nishinoya and Asahi used to be the perfect couple. Then life got in the way. On the verge of breaking up, Nishinoya finds out he's pregnant. Of all the things for life to throw at him.

Not my fav but I like it well enough :)

Alright, all done with part 3. If any of you guys read these let me know how you feel about them!

[saunne]

Writing - Reflection and Personal Analysis (Pt 2)

(or the actual plan of what the rest of my NaNo will look like)

I have two main problems at the moment : Lack of STRUCTURE and lack of STYLE. And a less important BRAIN problem.

STRUCTURE

The biggest blockage comes from my lack of planning and the fact that until then I was writing in semi-improvisation. I had an overall plot line to follow, but nothing very detailed.

Which is the heart of the problem.

Because since this isn't a fanfic, I need a lot more careful planning. Chapter by chapter, I need to know what the chapter should be about, who we meet there, who we follow, what information we learn, what scenes take place there, what their purpose is, what clues I should slip in, what false routes pose... I need a step by step manual, a complete checklist, with scene fragments and possibly color coding.

So from now on, this is what I'm going to do for NaNo, officially switching to the Rebel side. No novel writing for me this month, we will focus on the detailed planning of said novel, scene by scene, chapter by chapter.

Well, I say "novel", but it would be more correct to say story. In order not to get stuck by a rigid structure that I'm bad with, I'm just going to put aside the volume by volume structure and simply plan according to my narrative arcs, since I already have some of the planning written during last Camp.

I am more than capable of catching up if I switch to this method. I already have a good backup of information, and putting everything in order and detailing what I want to achieve will help me move forward faster than the blind writing I was doing until now.

STYLE

It’s obvious that I need to develop my novelistic style.

My fanfic style has developed over 4 years but I will not and cannot wait 4 years for my novelistic style to mature. Having a clear plan will already help me avoid going off track when writing, but I need to figure out how I'm going to manage.

Am I more comfortable with a more compact or airier style ? Do I favor very long sentences or short sentences? What is the rhythm of my writing ? Do I have writing tics, words that come back too often, turns of phrase reused in all sorts of ways? How do I deal with dialogue ? Descriptions of decor ? The emotional and reflective side of internal monologue ? How do I integrate the information in a fluid way, the flashbacks, the questions ?

I think the easiest thing would be to practice writing short scenes, or even short stories. This probably won't be something I do during this NaNo, barring sudden bursts of inspiration for Erasde that override my obsessive hyperfocus on my fandoms, but I won't rule out the possibility.

Another possibility could be to restart written role-playing with @gabrielwritessometimes . I have OCs in his world and he has some in mine, so this might be something interesting to do together, depending on everyone's available time and energy.

BRAIN

I can't really change my brain, so we're going to have to learn to overcompensate for the ongoing mess.

I already know that I need to be in a certain mood to write and that if I'm not, there's no point in forcing it. The frustration of not being able to write my fics also plays a big part, so alternating between NaNo and my WIPs according to my mood, energy level and inspiration rather than forcing myself to follow NaNo seems to be a good solution.

Certain places (my bed, the library, cafes, parks) work better for inspiration and concentration. So setting aside a little money to go and spend a few hours in a café at least once a week with one or two drinks and a pastry could be a good idea.

And my brain being a 5 year old with a sugar addiction, it seems that returning to a reward system based on candy and other sweets could alleviate the fluttering in my brain. Watch out for Mom and don't forget dental hygiene I guess.

POST NANO AND CAMP

I'll probably be busy in December, covering shifts at the library, but I plan to continue writing. After NaNo, I'm going to set a daily writing goal : no word limit, but write at least once a day, on any project or WIP.

I plan to submit my thesis and take my oral exam at the beginning of next year, at the earliest for the February holidays and at the latest at the beginning of April. Once my thesis is out of the way, I should be much more relaxed in terms of writing, which will undoubtedly help.

I plan to attend next year's Camp NaNo, both April and July.

If I haven't finished planning by April, this is what I will continue. If I finished it, I will slowly start writing the novel and continue writing during July Camp.

In order to reduce my anxiety, I will work chapter by chapter. That is to say, write a chapter, send it to my friends who wish to give me feedback, whether as readers or official beta-readers. Allow some time to pass, during which I work on other projects or another chapter, before rewriting the revised chapter.

I write primarily for myself, with no publication goals at present.

I don't yet know what I will do with my story once it is sufficiently advanced, if I will try to translate it myself into English to share it, if I will publish it on a platform like ao3 or Wattpad or Webnovel, if I'm going to send it to publishers hoping to get published, if I'm just going to keep it for myself and my group of friends... We'll see.

[padfootastic]

you have some interesting thoughts. What is your critical analyses of Lily , Remus and Jily.

oh wow, critical analyses. i must warn u, anon, i’m not objective enough for that label, like at all. but, i do have opinions. strong ones.

i—am gonna put them under a cut, though, because this will get rambly and i don’t want people who actually like these characters to be unnecessarily exposed to me (possibly) bitching about them

(no. seriously, if you like remus, you either know and/or don’t care about this. there’s no point reading ahead)

alright, so. lily: i have to admit, i have absolutely zero opinions on her canon self. we don’t know enough about her, and i didn’t get attached to her from what we did. in all my hcs and fics, she exists as a vehicle to move the plot forward. But i will say, i’m trying to figure out a consistent characterisation for her (esp now that i’ve started liking jilypad) so i keep experimenting with how i see her.

however, you will see me often admitting i don’t like her, and that’s *purely* because fanon lily evans is,,,,one of the most terrible things i’ve seen. she’s a mixture of the worst traits of the canon women we do have (hermione, lily, molly), she was girlbossified before we had a term for it and just,,,generally exists as a prop for james? ( and i say this as a james stan, mind) like she’s so boring and screechy and irrelevant in most characterisations that i started disliking her because of how prevalent that was.

and this segues really well into my feelings re jily. again, canon jily, i didn’t have any specific thoughts (mostly because i tend to care about characters more than romantic attachments. like, i will read ships and stuff, but that’s only because it’s the most direct route for me to get my fix for a particular character, if that makes sense?) but then, i started seeing fanon jily and honestly, it made me want to fkn throw up.

one of my most specific pet peeves, for example, is when fics will write lily as this overprotective, irrational mother who gets mad at james/sirius for getting baby harry a broomstick (this is something i’ve seen multiple times either in hcs or fics) and it just. makes me so annoyed. because do we not have a whole ass letter where she’s happily thanking sirius for his baby broomstick gift?? where she attached a photo of a flying harry and a *worried james running after him?* clearly, she’s not molly weasley pt. 2, but because that’s the only way we can supposedly picture women, she gets that end of the stick. like, i know this is kind of petty and very ridiculous, but imo it’s indicative of a larger problem with how she’s written and it bugs the fk out of me.

jily is just is one of the most terribly conceptualised ships i’ve ever seen in fandom. the latent misogyny in the fun-sponge-female-therapist + goofball-class-clown-manchild trope is overdone and objectively horrible, but it’s the most common dynamic for james/lily. (and it’s offensive towards both characters. like it’s a disservice on either end, ykno? from what little we do know about them, none of that is true??)

and the way james is written as this cute stalker who found the love of his life at the age of 11 (which,,,have any of these people ever *met* an eleven year old boy??) and constantly asks her out despite her not wanting to go out with him, and the way harassment is rewritten to be the backbone of their relationship is so,,,,,fuck. i hate it. that’s so messed up. and i feel offended on behalf of james (also, lowkey, lily)

i can go on and on about this but you don’t want that, so i’ll stop and move onto the next minefield.

remus. oh boy do i have some strong feeling about him so buckle up.

there’s two parts to this, because unlike the other two, i actually do have Thoughts about his canon self.

so, in canon, remus was a cowardly little *shit* and i absolutely hate joanne for a lot of things re her writing but one of them is how she never acknowledged any of his shortcomings, ever. (except, perhaps that one line about how his inaction came from cowardice post poa)

and i don’t just mean in relation to sirius (though that’s a whole can of worms) but his behaviour with harry? i can give you a whole list, if you want, starting with how he never even tried to contact him (that we know of. and what i mean by it never being brought up, even once) to keeping him at arms’ length all the time, to never contacting him again after poa, or sirius’ death, or showing up at the first task during the tournament when he didn’t have any family. he used james and lily to guilt harry (but funnily, it is never once brought up—unlike poor sirius, who’s always, unfairly, accused of doing something like that), tried to physically attack him in dh, and was basically an ass all around (like listen i love teddy but dropping the godfather thing on a kid who’s basically leading a war and might die anyday and whom you never bothered to give a single fuck about? yeah. messed up.)

i just cannot—understand his behaviour. like you can use the werewolf excuse all day long for everything he did, but he wasn’t outed as one until poa (afaik) and you’re telling me he couldn’t take time out to send a measly letter? make a visit to the dursleys? (sirius knew/found out where harry was after a dozen years of imprisonment. remus couldn’t even try?) and again, we have no canon acknowledgment of this fact like it was totally okay and he didn’t do anything wrong.

like this is james’ kid. the boy who literally risked permanent disfigurement and expulsion and imprisonment for remus. he couldn’t be bothered to even check up on his kid? not once in those 12 years, and not once after that as well?

literally makes my blood boil.

and that’s the thing with remus lupin in fanon, right. he’s turned into this whitewashed uwu softboi who’s the moral fibre of the marauders, and who has all this hidden courage and backbone, and he’s worshipped as this deity and i’m just here like ????? where tf did that come from

this is *not* tweaking a character to fit your hcs. this is creating a completely different oc and slapping a canonical name onto him. and my issue with that is i don’t see him that way, he’s not that way in canon, and if i want to read something that’s closer to source material, then i can’t find anything because for some reason, everyone subscribes to this view. and that’s what truly annoys me about remus these days.

*everything* he does is forgiven, he’s given all the best traits of others around him, and then this perfect stranger is used to shit on other characters (like james, sirius, and harry) and i just cannot deal with that.

(and what makes it worse is that others, like james and sirius, who also canonically have faults always get ragged on and bashed and those couple incidents are hyper scrutinised to show them in the worst light possible all the time whereas remus, who pulls all this shit, just gets off scot free. every single time. despite being right beside them in most of these antics)

(again, i can keep going about remus, even longer than jily probably but i’ll shut up)

i will fully admit that a lot of this is my sirius + james bias coming into play, but even then, the way i see these characters is just fundamentally so different that i had to take a step back. like i couldn’t interact with marauders content without getting pissed off. it was like the same hive mind churning out content that was virtually indistinguishable except in how fkn ooc it was.

it’s also like,,,i haven’t read the books in years. i’ve existed solely in fanfiction territory. and i’m not particularly fussed on holding canon as the end all, be all. especially not joanne’s canon, ykno? but i would atleast like people to acknowledge canon characterisation before moving away from it if you dont like it.

(like i’ve seen some people say that ok yeah, remus messed up, but i don’t like it so *im changing it* and that makes such a huge difference than someone coming up like ‘uhh yeah no he was actually the saintliest figure in the entire series, fuck u’)

(i fully do this with james tbh like i hate the swm scene, so i pretend it did not happen, and i will always put that on top. like listen i am wilfully ignoring canon bc i want to. and then i don’t engage with others about it because i know i’m the one straying here)

but anyway, yeah. i am—super sorry for how insanely long this is (and that is after i cut out some chunks for, uh, brevity lol) but you hit on the one topic i’m super opinionated about so uh *jazz hands* i guess?

(if you stayed til the end, phew, massive respect)