#and I can't imagine how terrified and upset I would be if someone was outside my door. filming my house for their audience.

[sergle]

(re: sssniperwolf and jacksfilms) It's laughable that she escalated it that hard. Don't get me wrong, I'm pretty sure stalking him like that is illegal and it's terrifying regardless, but Jack said in a stream (can't remember which one) that he wasn't about bringing up past controversies of hers or cancelling. And now she shows up outside his house (wtf!!!). Like he was willing to only call her out for stealing and freebooting but she's gone and stalked him and Jack doesn't seem like the type of guy to take that shit. Actual WTF moment from her part. wild

omg long post below bc apparently I have opinions: YES!! THAT'S WHAT'S SO INCREDIBLE ABOUT THIS... Jack has been genuinely diligent about keeping things on-topic in his streams, and hasn't brought up any of her other Stuff, or anything Personal. Despite the fact that she kickstarted the whole thing by making it INCREDIBLY personal and attacking his physical appearance... His goal has been to call out and bring attention to content theft, and he's stuck with it. Dude's also cared about this for years, and she's not the first content thief he's criticized. He just hates the way that freebooting has become so accepted-- to the point where youtube praised her for "coming up with such creative video ideas"? Hey! Ew! Dude wasn't trying to get her cancelled though, there was no smear campaign of her character. He's been rallying to get her to CREDIT the creators that she relies on for all of her content. It would set a precedent for all other "react" channels on the platform for one of the biggest channels on youtube to actually give credit where credit is due. Or, god forbid, get permission first? It's not hard. It's already done the job of making some other people who do "react content" self-analyze whether or not their content is transformative, and to maybe care about crediting the creators they rely on for their genre to work. There is a way to make this kind of video that isn't so slimy. And making fun of her lackluster-at-best reactions is so far from even being a big deal. Bc she literally does just sit there and say nothing. Plus, his goal has a clear End built into it: if she started shouting out the creators she takes content from, and put links directly to their pages in her video descriptions, the job would be done! That's what he's asking her to do. Real bare minimum stuff. It legit would have been easy to steer away from the content theft and to also talk about her history of lying to her audience! her ghosting a dying kid with cancer who was a big fan of hers! the fact that she's been arrested for armed robbery! her history of transphobia! He would also get more clicks that way, which is what she claims is his sole goal- to get more clicks. I'll bring it up though! She's been a terrible person the whole time, and has kept a steady course of manipulating her audience of young children and/or, let's be completely honest, simps- into thinking that she's a Wholesome creator. (And now, into thinking she's an innocent victim.) All of the actual effort put in by her has gone toward optics, not the content she puts out. A carefully constructed online persona, for one, but also literal appearances. Jack totally can't say this, bc she already went off the handle and said the only reason he doesn't like her is bc he Hates To See A Woman Be Successful. But I can! That was a cheap shot for her to use that argument when, for once, it's not applicable! Much the opposite, even! Dudes online wouldn't go to bat for her if she didn't look the way she does. And it weakens any case she'd have against him by making baseless claims like that. She banks hugely on being an attractive woman to get her clicks/following. A massive amount of effort is put into her appearance. The makeup, the lip fillers, putting her hair in little pigtails, the chokers and tube tops, the big non-prescription Nerd Glasses, the thumbnails where she has her mouth open in That Expression?

I don't even have to say anything. But making a weird facial expression and putting your hair in pigtails aren't moral failings. Showing up at someone's real life home (whose address you shouldn't even have access to), filming the front of their house at night, doxxing them to your audience of millions of people? Because you were mad at them online? That is fully scary! Yeah girl I'm pretty sure that Jack can press charges! There is absolutely no way to take the moral highground now that she's literally stalked him, and doxxed his home. She tried to goad him and Erin (Jack's wife) out of the house, also, which creeps me out even more-- because what was she planning to do? The fact that she's been arrested for violent crime before does pop into my mind! lmao! Jack was streaming a game at the time that she was outside his home, and these clips of him, his friends, and Erin reacting in real time to what is genuinely a scary situation have been taken down in case he needs to use them in legal action. Shit is legitimately serious!

[melodic-haze]

☆ — DEMO TRACK: sub!Arlecchino x dom!Reader pt. 2

☆ — TYPE: NSFW

☆ — CONTENT WARNINGS: Petplay, consensual corruption 🥰, dumbification, impact play (whipping), degradation

☆ — NOTES: Omg first ask hiiii I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THE ORIGINAL ASK WHEN I WAS LIKE 25% DONE GOD HELP ME LMAIOIO SORRY but ABSOLUTELY I DO I'm glad you see my vision

☆ — PARTS: Part 1, Part 2 (you are here)

Arlecchino my loyal little attack dog my baby 🫶🫶🫶🫶 she can So Easily reverse your roles, retaliate, hurt you in ways you possibly couldn't imagine.......and yet she chooses to stay still as you put the gilded collar on her neck, claiming her as yours to toy with for as long as she lives and breathes

You look upon how far you've come—at first she was out of her depth, the mere thought of surrendering power and control was a foreign (dare I even say daunting, TERRIFYING, though she would NEVER admit to it) concept to her, especially when she could overpower you in an instant. Now though? You can see clearly just how much she has embraced her role beneath you

You lean back languidly and lean on your hands placed on the bed behind you, taking your time in moving as your eyes stay locked onto the tall, pale figure kneeling below you as if praising the diety she was clearly devoted to. Her collar's leash was wrapped around your hand, though you make no move to tug on it—it seems that your little pet seems to be anticipating such a move, though she doesn't dare do anything lest she upsets you. And she doesn't want that, not at all! You deserve absolute perfection, and she is willing to give it to you through body, soul and everything she could possibly surrender to you.

You continue to eye her as you spread your legs at a leisurely pace, and your lips curl into a smug grin as you see her straighten up in attention like a dog to an offered treat. She was so adorably pathetic like this, waiting for your command as if she isn't a feared woman who can think for herself.. but that's precisely how you want her, so really you weren't complaining in the least.

You let out a little whistle and she immediately looks at you as you speak, "Are you hungry, puppy?"

There was a time when the Harbinger would've furrowed her eyebrows in a lack of understanding at the intent in your words, but now she was nodding eagerly with that pleading look in her eyes; you find yourself lucky, to be the only person who could ever see her in such a deliciously shameful state.

You need only say the word...

"Then eat."

And Arlecchino obeys without hesitation.

She feasts like a woman STARVED, her levels of desperation only achievable by someone so.. feral underneath the surface, but in no way is she selfish!! She takes care of you first and foremost, making sure to move the way you've trained her to move, because she can't have you unsatisfied with her performance!

Unfortunately she IS left wanting more, her pussy practically aching for YOUR attention.........surely touching herself to your taste would be a way of showing her devotion and adoration to you, right? WRONG❗️❗️ She touched herself without your permission, no matter how she tries to justify herself. She was being such a good girl for you too, a shame she had to ruin it by being impatient and disobedient :(((

You yank her off of you with a disappointed click of your tongue, and you hear her whimper at the loss of contact. You couldn't care less though, and it was evident in the way your tone had lacked its doting warmth from before, "Did I ever say you were allowed to touch yourself?"

Arlecchino shook her head, her breath actually laughably shaky, "No, however--"

"Where did your discipline go? Outside, you paint yourself as this composed, calculating 'Father', and yet all of that apparently flies off the window when a comparably weak human being gets you in such an embarrassing state." You pull her in harshly with a glare, two your fingers hooked onto the collar, "You were doing so well, only for you to ruin it all like an untrained mutt."

Then you push her away and let go of her leash, and looks at you desperately, pleadingly, apologetically, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again, I--"

"You always say this."

"I mean it, please let me prove it to you. I'll do anything for you."

A dangerous offer; one she'll be sure to regret.. or maybe not.

"You want to make it up to me?"

She nods.

"Then you know what you should be doing."

And the both of you look at a specific drawer, one with an item that you use to.. set her straight once she gets all brave like this.

"Fetch," you say, and she practically scurries over to grab it—a whip, its colour matching her usual style to truly show that it's meant for her and only her.

Though before she goes back to you, she makes sure to place the handle in between her teeth, like a stick you had thrown. When you take it from her, you relent just a little bit and give her a little pet with a decievingly kind smile, "At least you remember how to fetch. Now, come here and bend over for me, hm?"

You see her glitch and shiver before doing as you ask, and your smile turns borderline cruel as you hear her yelp out in a mix of pain and pleasure when the impact comes.

This is absolutely relevant wait a second but she is absolutely the type to not let out a lot of noises unless she's so fucked out and dumb that whatever mental barrier she has that makes her stay quiet kinda. Disappears. Fast track to this would be inflicting pain on her because by GOD it hurts so good, especially when it's by someone technically inferior to her

It's been mentioned literally more than once but power play between you is SO VERY PROMINENT and why wouldn't it be when she could kill you rn but she chooses to let you hurt her instead??? She TRUSTS you so deeply she lets you do whatever, and it's a great bonus that she actually LOVES it too

You hit her again and again and again, and she lets out these delightful screams and noises. She's verbally sending mixed signals, with her begging for more AND begging for you to stop but in no way does she want the latter. She wants you to PUNISH her as she deserves, and she will absolutely bend over for you and take it all

By the time you're almost done, you can see her trying to hold it in and be obedient for you but she's so so SO very close to the edge from the impact alone, eyes glazed out and drool on the corner of her lips as her body glitches in and out of existence from the lack of stability within her......so to reward her, you tell her that she can finally cum. And she does so at the same time as you strike once more, her back arching and her legs twitching as she screams out and squirts on the bed. Sheets are wet but you could care less as she convulses with that dumb smile on her face

You're not done yet, though. Far from it, in fact, and the both of you know this VERY well once Arlecchino calms down and looks at you with no thoughts behind her eyes, apart from the need to please you and do whatever it is you want her to

Safe to say you don't stop for a LONGGGG time and that you're absolutely sore the day after 😭

[rollinouttahere-writes]

So you did a short Drabble about Mihawk finding Lizard, but what if Mihawk found Doll? We know that he’s on amicable terms with Shanks, so Shanks has probably told him about his daughter, and Mihawk may have even met Doll before, so would he bring her back to him, or would he listen to her if she was begging him to not send her back to her dad?

And if he did listen to her and decided to not give her back to Shanks, would he bring her to the Straw Hats, or would he also be a platonic yandere and want to keep her at his home?

Honestly I guess I would really just like to know more about the relationship between Mihawk and Doll, if you’re willing.

This one? Technically Buggy found her, Mihawk was just stuck trying to do damage control lol

Under a cut because I had a lot to say about them

Mihawk is one of the very few people that Shanks was okay with allowing Doll around, even going so far as to tell her to call him uncle Mihawk. They met a handful of times, and thanks to how observant Mihawk is, he could tell that something was... off. Doll's behavior was strange. She appeared to be torn between being excited to see someone new, but also being terrified and having no idea how to approach said new person. It's a very concerning way for a toddler to act, which led to Mihawk questioning Shanks about her.

Who is she? Where did she come from? Why is does she appear to have never socialized a day in her life?

Shanks, seeing nothing wrong with what he's done, is completely honest. He tells Mihawk about Kailani and how he "just had to" whisk away Doll when she wouldn't cooperate. He kinda skims over the whole Uta situation, but Mihawk is able to piece together that Doll has never been exposed to anyone outside of the ship because Shanks is scared of having a repeat of what happened to his first child.

Mihawk is empathetic to an extent. He doesn't have children of his own, but it's easy enough to imagine that losing one is a painful thing to go through. He encourages Shanks to consider letting Doll off the ship once in a while, but leaves it at that. It's a fresh wound, he's optimistic that he'll move on and ease up as it heals.

But as the years go by and they occasionally cross paths here and there, he realizes how naive it was to assume that. Doll has never seen a face outside of the crew and himself. Not only that, but as she gets older it becomes more and more apparent how infantilized she is. Anyone else would be training her hard to protect herself, but Shanks refuses to. Outside of lockpicking, she doesn't have a single useful skill. She can't fight at all.

It starts to bother Mihawk.

The last time he sees Doll before her escape, it's impossible to ignore how miserable she looks. Her eyes are bloodshot from stress and she's gone from being kind of fidgety to looking like she's about to have a nervous breakdown any second. Even the other members of Shanks crew can hardly stand to look at her, but there's nothing they can do because at the end of the day Shanks is their captain and they won't go against him.

While Shanks is occupied with getting more booze, she approaches Mihawk and clings to him while begging for him to help her leave. She's crying but doing her best to keep it quiet so as to not draw attention. She explains how she "found something she wasn't supposed to" and how awful it's been since that happened. The kid is borderline hysteric and promises that she won't be any trouble. He doesn't have to keep her around, he can ditch her at the first island they come across and she'll figure it out from there.

For a moment, he's heavily considering it, but then Shanks comes back. Mihawk covers for Doll by saying that all the noise overwhelmed her and that's why she's crying and upset. Shanks buys it, but he also then takes Doll away so she can rest in their room and get away from the noise.

Mihawk left without her that day, but he did not feel good about it. When he finds out she went missing, it is honestly a weight off his shoulders. He'd been genuinely thinking about sneaking her off the ship, but now it seems he won't need to. He does find himself to be concerned about how she is fairing. He knows she can't fight, so he can only hope she's with people who can. Then he finds out she's with the Straw Hats, and that really takes the edge off. She ought to be safe with them.

If they encountered each other again, Doll would be fearful of him taking her back to Shanks. As far as she could tell, he was as complicit as everyone else on that ship had been. Mihawk is quick to assure her that he has no such plans, he won't even mention having seeing her again to Shanks.

During this, he can't help but ask if she's picked up any fighting skills since her escape. Upon hearing that he hasn't, he nonchalantly says that he wouldn't be opposed to showing her the basics of sword fighting, should she be interested. He tries to act impartial, but he very much wants her to say yes.

He isn't yandere for her, but he does feel the need to help her when he can. It helps assuage the guilt of doing nothing all those years she was trapped on the Red Force for. He'll mislead Shanks and would even be willing to fight him if it meant giving Doll a chance to get away.

For someone who once rolled his eyes at being called "uncle Mihawk", he sure does live up to the title.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Welcome back :D ✨✨✨✨✨ I have an angst/comfort request, you can honestly skip it if you'd like , I've seen a lot of teen! Reader requests lately so I wanted to also give a request like that

Basically teen!reader who likes being active a lot but their family members notice from the beginning that reader's physique was quite frail for someone so active and people like nikolai and Beelzebub told reader to try to be a little less active (till they'd figure out why reader's physique was so bad) but obviously reader didn't listen and reader asked shiva, lu bu and raiden to teach her how to fight , but literally 2 days of training later, reader's health just dropped, her muscles (whatever was there) started breaking down and needed immediate medical attention, like I forgot what this was called but this happens irl too, and usually not getting treatment can be fatal but getting treatment will still leave with permanent changes like lower stamina, grip strength,sometimes has breathing problems etc, I can imagine how devastated reader gets or how guilty shiva,lu bu and raiden feel, how'd it be like to adjust back into life for reader with that heavy heart knowing she can't ever be as active as before,I wanna know how the family would help reader to readjust

-You had always been an active child, from just running around, to climbing things (and terrifying your family members), swimming, anything you could! You would not sit still!

-As you grew older, so did you love for staying active, the amount of sports you did was astounding, being on your high school teams and even doing things outside of school, like rock climbing and biking.

-You found it fun, and from all your activities you were super healthy and in great shape.

-Beelzebub noticed it first, when you started to look rather sickly, almost frail, like you were losing your muscles, and when he told Nikola, the two scientists were quick to see the same thing.

-They approached you, voicing their concerns and you were confused, as you didn’t feel any different but were surprised when you looked at yourself in the mirror, seeing that you were pale and sickly looking.

-Nikola told you to take it easy for a few days and rest, just to make sure you weren’t coming down with something and you did, for two days, but never felt any different.

-When you came off of your ‘break’ you approached Raiden, Shiva, and Lu Bu, as you had seen them sparring, using various martial arts, and you wanted them to teach you.

-Shiva laughed warmly, ruffling your hair, liking your enthusiasm before Raiden spoke, “First things first, stretching, don’t want to pull any muscles.”

-You trained with them, starting off small, stretching and lifting weights, as you knew you had to learn the basics before you could learn the fun stuff.

-Two days later your family was in a panicked uproar after you suddenly collapsed, your body twitching as if you were having a seizure, but it wasn’t a seizure.

-When you awoke in the hospital, surrounded by your family, you were so confused, not remembering what had happened as you tried to sit up, only to be forced back down by Shiva, who looked like he was about to cry, like he was feeling guilty about something.

-Your doctor came in and raised your bed, so you were sitting up and explained to not only you but your family that your muscles were basically falling apart due to something called Rhabdomyolysis.

-You became nearly hysterical learning that it was caused by your love of sports and being active, overusing your muscles, and that if you weren’t careful it could have led to kidney failure.

-Your family were fully ready to ban you from doing any type of sports again, which made you even more hysterical, to the point where you had to be sedated.

-The following day, you basically just wanted to give up, sobbing into Raiden’s chest, you had so much fun exercising and if you couldn’t do it, then what was the point?!

-Your family was just as upset as you were, however, the doctor came in with a specialist and told you, with treatment, as it was caught early enough, that you could be treated.

-You didn’t like being stuck in the boring hospital for almost a week, getting IV fluids and electrolytes to flush out your system of the toxins as well as several tests, but once you were flushed you were released back to your family but under strict instructions you were not allowed to exercise except at physical therapy.

-Your body had gone through something traumatic, and the doctor said you could get back to being active, but now with more caution, you couldn’t go as hard as you used to, or you could have a relapse which could lead to you not doing anything active again at all.

-It took time and took a lot of support from your family, who were ready to work alongside you and keep an eye on you, not wanting to risk losing you again.

[marshmallowprotection]

Similar thoughts to the anon from yesterday, but I think it's very interesting to imagine Suit Saeran's reaction to some other believer threatening/insulting his MC as well. We know he wants to be the scariest thing in that place, so to think some other believer tried to bully his toy... Well, I think he'd make a demonstration out of them, unlike Ray who would try to take care of things out of sight. And if MC was genuinely upset by them, I think he'd probably prod them for thinking that some nameless nobody was somehow scarier than him, the man that had been showing them what "true" strength was.

It's not that they think that believer is scarier, Saeran. It's that they actually meant to hurt them, and you know it and hate it.

Suit Saeran has been involved in "taking off steam" as far as we know from phone calls in both Routes in Another Story, but we don't know how far he went or what he did exactly. A lot of those details are kept away from us, given how much the game doesn't go into detail when it comes to cleansings outside of the ones that Ray, Saeran, and V all experience. They're special cases and we can't use them as a point of reference for your everyday believer.

However, that aside, I do think it's an interesting conversation to figure out what he would do in the event of someone making you experience discomfort or pain. He goes out of his way to let you know nobody will do anything to you but him... not even the Savior. He has "earned" that right, and nobody else has. He can't admit it to himself but he's terrified of what might happen if others hurt you.

He knows if he belittles you, that's the worst thing you can suffer by his hand, but the others?

You could die if they caught you.

I think it usually depends on the situation when it comes to how he would react to that. If he's in a situation where he doesn't have any power at all, he might try to protest, but he'll have to bow his head in the end if he doesn't have a choice.

I look at the chatroom where Rika says she’s going to get rid of you and Saeran tries to fight for you, only to be told off and for him to say he did what he could… he’s powerless even if he thinks he’s strong, and he knows it. That is partially a catalyst to why he wants to get you out of there.

He knows that if he doesn't remove you from this place, you're going to die, and it's another reason why BRE2 has him remove you from paradise even if he stays behind to accept his “punishment” not only by for Savior, but for you, because he hurt you and he knows he needs to be punished for it. 

But in the moment where he has power? I feel like your observation is right, the one where he will respond physically if he knows it won't bother you, and if he knows it'll bother you, he will condescend to them instead.

He is trying to be the worst monster he can be so that nobody else will think for a second that he's not torturing you with an inch of your life. As long as they believe that, there's no chance in hell they'll try to take you away from him. Of course, that can't go on forever, something has to give, but that's all he can think of in the moment. 

[jardin-de-limaginaire]

Could you do a Mischa Bachinski x Gn reader having to do with them picking out Halloween costumes????

Of course! Halloween might be over, but I will still write this since it sounds cute! The fanfic didn't come out really amazing, so sorry about that. I also wrote from the perspective of (Y/N), because why not.

Anyways, hope you're having a wonderful day/night anon!

(TW: none!)

word count: 1088 words

Spooky month! (MISCHA BACHINSKI X READER HALLOWEEN ONESHOT)

(𝓨/𝓝)'𝓢 𝓟𝓞𝓥

It was Halloween, one of my favorite holidays of all time. The time of year when you see people carving jack-o'-lanterns, kids trick-or-treating for candy, and most obviously, making or choosing a costume to wear.

I am no longer a child, so I can't go trick or treating without getting weird glares from those snobby old people, so what better thing to do than dressing up as either a monster or a movie character, and scaring random children walking by!

That sounds like a fun idea! I should invite someone to also dress up as something, and then we can scare little kids! My genius is sometimes terrifying, I have to admit.

I got out of bed and walked around my room, trying to think of who I should call. My phone began ringing its annoying tune, and so I picked it up, to see who was calling me. I smiled as I saw that the person who was calling me was none other than my boyfriend, Mischa.

We first started dating a few months ago, when he revealed his feelings for me on a youtube comment section. Many people probably saw it, but I don't mind.

Surprisingly, he lived in the same town as me, which made it a hundred times better, and I even transferred to the same school as him and joined the choir, so that I can talk to him more.

I answered and I got so overjoyed when I heard his voice. "Wassup babycakes! I know there's this holiday that you Americans and Canadians celebrate called Halloween, and I wanted to spend this Halloween with you if you don't mind!" I can imagine him blushing from the other side of the screen, and I began smiling.

"Of course, my mishka! I would love to spend my Halloween with you!" I responded in excitement. "We should totally dress up as characters from horror movies!"

"OH HELL YEAH!" He yelled loudly, and I heard a door opening and a voice saying lowly "Quiet!" to Mischa. Mischa muttered a small "Sorry", before the other voice slammed the door.

I felt sorry for Mischa. He told me the story about how he had to leave his mother and move here to Uranium, only to be shunned by his new parents. If only I could help him move out of that hellhole, I would.

"Ignore that. Let's go meet at the thrift store so that we can get some costumes for really cheap." Mischa said. I tried smiling, but I was still upset at how his parents treated him.

"Okay then, Mischa. Let's meet later outside the thrift store, K?"

"Okay, babe! See you later!"

I finally arrived at the Thrift store. I was waiting nervously for my boyfriend to arrive. He finally arrived, and we both hugged each other.

"Yoooooo babycakes, how are you!" He asked as we did the secret handshake that we invented.

"I'm good, now that I'm with you. How 'bout you?" I asked. "I'm 'ight." He responded back

"Let's enter the thrift store so that we can find a costume," I said, and we both entered the thrift store.

Here we were met with a lot of clothes, antique objects, old toys, and many more. What caught our attention was the Halloween section of the thrift store. We basically ran to that section and began looking for costumes for us to wear.

"Oooh, Zombie student! What if one of the members of the choir turned into a zombie, they would surely wear something like this!" I said as I showed Mischa the costume, which was basically a ripped-up St. Cassian uniform with fake blood on it. It sure looked cheap and was probably made by someone from our school who tried to rebel against the school rules.

"Nah, it looks fake." He responded before he took out another costume, which was a flannel shirt and a wolf head. "Look, werewolf," Mischa said before he put the costume back and took out a ghost face costume, which he seemed to like.

"You would look great dressed up as Ghostface." He said. I blushed and smiled really goofily before I turned back to look for costumes.

"Oh my god! You should dress as Jigsaw!" I said as I took out a Jigsaw mask and outfit and showed it to Mischa. "I know that you really love Saw V, so I think this outfit would suit you!" I said as I gave him the outfit.

"You're a genius, (Y/N)!" He gave me a wide smile, and I smiled back. "Now we should find a costume for you." He said as he began looking for a costume for me.

"Do you wanna dress as Michael Myers?" He asked as he took out a Michael Myers costume.

"Hmm...I'm not really feeling it." I said as I began looking for a costume.

"Freddie Kruger...Nah...Chucky....Not feeling it...Ghost face...Probably...Samara Morgan...Probably not..." I kept looking for a costume, but couldn't find anything I wanted to dress up as.

"Hey, how about Jason?" Asked Mischa. I turned my head toward him and saw a Jason Voorhees costume, completed with the mask.

"Mischa, you really have good taste in everything" I responded as I took the outfit, and hugged him. "We should go dress up now!"

After buying the costumes, and going to my house so that we can dress up, we spent most of the night scaring children who were going trick-or-treating, buying candy, going to Taco Bell to scare Noel (which actually worked), and eating tacos outside the mall together with Noel who took a break from work to hang out with us, while watching final destination on a portable DVD player.

"You know Mischa, this Halloween was the most amazing day of my life. But you know what else is amazing?" I smirked at Mischa.

"What else is amazing?" He asked.

"You are, silly!" I laughed, almost choking on my taco, but noel smacked my back so that I could stop choking, which surprisingly worked. Mischa was blushing a lot, and I was laughing at how much he was blushing

"I might be the most romantic boy in town, but your relationship is too syrupy for me," Noel declared.

And that's how I spent my Halloween with my boyfriend.

THE END

𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔 >> 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 (𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈)

[valleynix]

NAH I NEED THE READER TO SNAP OUT OF IT AND COME BACK AFTER THAT HEARTBREAK

LMAOO I'M SORRY

coming right up: TPtM's Reader coming back to the caste (and/or snapping out of it with the fruit flies)

Snapping Out of That State and Coming Back to the Castle with Alcina

she meant what she'd told herself

even if it brought her heartbreak, she would kill you if she ever saw you again

whatever gods are watching over this world must truly have a cruel sense of humor, though

she's listening to her most trusted maid babbling on about something she can't be bothered to listen to when she sees you out of the corner of her eye

she must be imagining things

you were gone

but, nope. she goes to investigate, hushing the maid with a single raised hand, and she moves to where she thought she saw you

you must hear her heels clicking on the floor because as soon as she has clear sight of you, you turn around, acting as though you were dazed

she's already moving before she can stop herself; claws extending quickly, legs taking her to you, a snarl curling on her red lips as she raises her hand, ready to cut you down where you stand-

you sob out her name, and she stops in her tracks

you shudder as you look away from her, accepting the punishment she was going to bestow upon you

like before, she just... doesn't know what to do

you look so small - smaller than usual, at least - and so afraid

but it's not the same look you'd given her that night

she lowers her arm as her shoulders sag

your voice is barely above a whisper as you apologize over and over, until eventually, your words are nothing more than quiet mumbles

“...draga?” she quietly asks, and you look up at her as tears stream down your cheeks and drip off your jaw

in that moment, any and all hatred for you is gone

her instincts take over; despite what she might have tried to tell herself, she did care about you, likely more than she should have

she gathers you into her arms and holds you close as you sob into her chest, as you cling to her as though your very existence depended on it

for some time, she’s definitely still upset with you

but... when you try to explain to her that you were just lost and couldn’t get back, she becomes more curious

she does demand that you tell her every damn day how you’re feeling

she probably doesn’t let you out of her sight for a while, too

not that you’d have to always be right beside her, but she would want you to be nearby

you’re definitely going to have to reassure her that you’re not scared of her - well, you are; she terrifies you in the best way possible, but you’d never run from her

she may never say the words aloud to you, but she is happy you’re back

you’ve got a lot of catching up to do

Bonus

Bela

it’s been a while since she’s even really thought of you

and by that i mean it’s been about an hour

she might try to convince herself that she doesn’t care anymore - you left her, why should she care? - but she can’t help the ache in her chest when she thinks of you

she’s loathe to admit it, but sometimes, she’d pretend you were still there with her, sitting on her bed and listening to every little thing she reads

she hopes you’re okay, at least. are you happy? fed? are you getting enough sleep?

did you find someone else, someone better-

Bela is walking the grounds early in the morning when she spots you

at first, she thinks she’s just seeing things

she came outside to clear her mind, but maybe that was the wrong thing to do

she watches as you rub your head as if you were in pain. you look so tired

she decides to lay off on drinking wine. she’s clearly not in the right mindset right now

but then you see her

your head turns to face her before you can enter the castle, and you both freeze

she tenses and you stand a little straighter

then, ever so quietly, she hears you ask, “Bela?”

that does it for her

she’s so fucking angry with you and she wants to rip out your throat for leaving her and she wants nothing more than to hold you in her arms again because she missed you so damn much-

before she knows it, she’s tackling you to the ground

she clings to you as she sits in your lap, arms wrapped tight around you, preventing you from even thinking of moving

she cries as silently as she can into your neck, but you know what she’s doing by the way her chest heaves

you don’t say anything

similar to her mother, Bela definitely won’t let you out of her sight for a long time

you’re not leaving her again, and she’ll make sure of it

one day, she does ask why you left

she tries to understand when you incoherently explain that you were lost and couldn’t get back and were running around some forest in your... head? it doesn’t make sense to her, but she nods like she gets it

it becomes a nightly routine for you to read with her, whether it’s the same book or just existing near each other 

and, again, like her mom, you’ll probably have to reassure her every now and again that you’re not actually afraid of her

she doesn’t really believe you - you’ll have to help her work through that self-loathing - but she tries

Cassandra

she’s been trying for weeks to get you to remember her and act like your weird self again

she doesn’t like this new you

it’s boring :/

she mostly just doesn’t want to admit that her feelings are actually hurt when you continue to act afraid around her, something that only worsens when she snaps at you out of frustration

she really doesn’t want you to be afraid of her, but she’s running out of options

it doesn’t make sense in her head when one day, you wake up and stretch and yawn like you used to before all this dumb shit

she watches you carefully, wondering if this is some other trick you’re playing on her; in all these weeks, you’ve never once woken up like you were comfortable

she’s even more confused when you notice her and smile at her as your head tilts to the side

“Cassandra?” you quietly ask, your voice rough with sleep. “What... Am I in your room?”

she stiffens at her desk, eyes narrowing

as soon as she sees the recognition in your eyes, she nopes out of there

she really just doesn’t know how to handle it

she knew you were playing some prank on her and she’s furious that you let it go on this long

she leaves her room quickly, letting her flies overtake her form, and she immediately goes to the cellar to let out her frustrations

she gives you the cold shoulder for a while, pretending you just don’t even exist. it kind of helps

anytime you try to talk with her after spending all day searching for her, she deliberately ignores your presence. is someone talking to her? she doesn’t know and doesn’t care

eventually, she just ends up hiding for some time

you understood her more than she thinks her own family does. you’re supposed to be different

why would you put her through that?

didn’t you care about her, too?

one night, she slips into your room while you’re sound asleep

she’d been listening for that change in your breathing pattern, and upon hearing it, she quietly enters and makes her way to you

she’s a fantastic huntress, after all

she knows how to sneak up on her prey

she climbs into your bed, slipping beneath your blankets, settling on your hips as she stares down at you

it only takes you a few moments to wake up

when you do, you’re conscious almost immediately upon seeing two glowing eyes staring at you

before you can do anything, she grips your jaw tightly in her hand as she snarls softly

“do not do that again. do you understand me? i will-”

“tear me apart and keep me alive the whole time, i know,” you interrupt

you smile at her and raise your hand to brush some of her hair behind her ear

she freezes at the simple gesture, but she finds she likes it

she’d never tell you that, though

“i missed you, cass”

that breaks her

her brain just short-circuits

her breath shudders as she releases your jaw and moves to lay on top of you, almost like a weighted blanket

her hand moves up to trace your jaw as she listens to your heartbeat, trying to convince herself you were actually there with her

she’s smart; she knows you must have another reason for letting it go on that long, but she doesn’t want to hear it right now

she might not tell you anytime soon, but she missed you, too

Daniela

she’d almost given up on you

almost

it constantly broke her heart to see you cower when she was near and to not even recognize her - aside from being the crazy redhead that was kinda keeping you prisoner in your own room

she doesn’t want you to see her that way :(

she decides one day that she’s going to let you go

she may want to keep trying to convince you to stay with her and care about her again, but it’s clear you’re not going to

she just wants you to be happy, and she knows that’s not possible with her

not right now, anyway. not with you like this

so, she goes out to the garden in the early morning, before anyone else is awake, crying softly as she picks out a few of her favorite flowers

she’s going to give you a parting gift

you’ll always be welcome back if you ever do remember her, and she just hopes you won’t forget about her completely 

she sniffles as she reenters your room, wiping at her eyes quickly, the small bouquet of flowers dangling between her fingers

“Dani?” you ask as you stand from your chair, concern lining your features. “Why are you crying? Who-”

you don’t get to finish your sentence

you called her a nickname

you recognize her, don’t you?

you’re back

she’s on you in seconds, exploding into a cloud of bugs and reforming right in front of you to snatch you up into her arms

you laugh breathlessly as she peppers your cheeks and neck in kisses, definitely staining your skin with her lipstick

she sets you down on the edge of your bed, grabbing your legs to lock them around her hips as she stands, fully pouting at you

you gently grab her face between your hands and kiss the tattoo on her forehead, your lips lingering for just a moment longer than they should

that completely ruins her

she breaks down and sobs as she clings to you desperately, mumbling incoherently about how much she missed you and how she’s so upset with you for leaving her and something else about how you’d better tell her everything and make it up to her somehow, but it’s not even clear in her own head

you seem to understand her, though, and that’s when she knows you’re back

you cry with her as you apologize and tell her how much you care about her and how you’ll do anything to keep her happy and how much you love-

she will literally keep you with her all day, arms wrapped so tightly around you that you almost can’t breathe

are you going to complain? no

you’d be a fool to try

when she’s calmed down a little bit later on and can actually speak an entire sentence without stuttering and crying again, she’ll ask what happened

because you do care about her, don’t you? you wouldn’t play that kind of trick on her intentionally, right?

she just missed you and can’t really handle her emotions right now

you tell her everything you can - no, lovebug, i didn’t do it intentionally. yes, i was just lost in my head. i really don’t want you to go in there-

you find ways to reassure her you’re not leaving like that again

she seems to appreciate pretty things and kisses the most, so it becomes a daily thing to bring her rocks and flowers and sometimes jewelry you somehow smuggled in from the duke-

Daniela just... 

she can’t believe she’s found someone to completely understand her like you do

[unseelie-robynx]

In the little brothers au, after being rescued does little MK end up seeing Pigsy and Tang even more like his dads than before? And if so how would they react to this? I imagine it would be pretty bitter sweet given the situation? Also what about little Macaque if he’s still regressed around when this is happening?

So I've been thinking about this one, and how it could go, and I think you're probably right.

Potentially the whole thing could make Regressed!Xiaotain terrified of 'caregiver' figures, because he knows the last one, despite being kind and warm and loving and everything a caregiver should be, also seriously hurt him. Ane because of that he had a hard time knowing if any sort of care like that is secretly a bad thing.

But at the same time, he's a little kid inside (age varying) and he wants someone to love him and care for him. And Pigsy and Tang do that. So there's potentially a whole thing there where he sees them as caregivers, and loves them and wants to be with them and have them 'make things better', but at the same time, he's terrified of them, because he was told repeatedly and insistently that the last person to take care of him like that was bad and Xiaotian knows that Big Brother/Baba Monkey King did something really wrong and hurt him, because there's a part of him that knows he shouldn't be like this (even if it's really hard to remember the him that wasn't like this), and so that trained fear and distrust is there for them to deal with.

So Regressed!Xiaotian comes to Tang and Pigsy to be taken care of, and treats them like parents, but also the two of them know that Xiaotain shouldn't be like this and it makes it hard for them to take care of him the way he needs, which ends up hurting Xiaotian and making him pull away, before that need to be helped and taken care of wins out (or he tries to be 'adult' and do things on his own that his younger mind can't manage and ends up hurting himself or having a breakdown and then the others have to get involved)

But also I think there's a part of Regressed!Xiaotian that knows these two aren't his parents, because he's a monkey and he has to use magic to look the way they want him to (the way he's supposed to be?) and he can kind of remember that these two were like parents, but also he already has Big Brother, and that part of his mind that only holds the memories of his 'new' life on FFM wants to go home and so constantly battling with that is also something that gets in the way of him seeing the two of them as dads/ feeling wrong when he does.

As for Macaque, I don't think that the good guys manage to get Macaque away from SWK. They didn't even really know he was a factor into all of this until later, and their focus had been on getting Xiaotian and then getting away. So he is very much still under SWK's control and this regressed, (although they others will probably make an effort at some point to get him out, but that would be more an incident of opportunity than anything else), and not dealing with this well.

After all, his Baby Brother, who he was supposed to protect and keep safe, was stolen away by bad people and now Big Brother is never around because he's always off looking for Baby Brother and so Liu Er is always alone now (and SWK made Liu Er dependant on him and unable to not be around him for long) and he's not handling it well.

He's trying to be a good boy and do everything he's supposed to, but he needs Big Brother, but when Big Brother is home he's angry and upset and nothing Liu Er does helps and so his mental state is breaking a little bit.

(Potentially breaking enough to let a bit of Macaque back out, possible just enough to remember that there's a world outside of FFM which he'd been made to forget and enough to plant the idea that maybe he should go try any help find Baby Brother, so that Big Brother will be happy again and come home and Liu Er won't be alone anymore)

If Macaque does leave, that would be the opportunity to 'free' him that the others would have, catch the 'cub' since he can't really fight back. And like I mentioned in THIS POST Macaque's regression is different from Xiaotian's, so he wakes up easier and more completely, (although it would still take a long time, time they probably don't actually have to let it complete as once both his little brothers are gone SWK is going to be on a terrifying warpath), and that makes things uncomfortable for everyone, because why can't Xiaotian be 'waking up' like that?

But Macaque never had parents, only SWK as his 'big brother', so there wouldn't be any 'attachment' from him onto members of the group, while/if he was with them.

[fuckingfinwions]

In magic rape slavery AU if Fëanor wanted to hurt Fingolfin by fucking Fingon in front if him, how would Maedhros react? Would he be annoyed but still order Fingon to obey? Fingon's reaction to Maedhros doing it would probs me 'my expectations for you were low but holy shit'. I imagine Fëanor ordering Nolo to fuck Fingon after he does and Maedhros is like 'daaaad, you promised it would be just you'. Do you think he would try to make it up to Fingon in some twisted way?

Maedhros would be annoyed. Feanor kind of loses the argument that that he only enslaved Nolo because it was "necessary" to prevent a civil war, if he then is making this gratuitously bad for Nolo afterwards. Especially if Maedhros hasn't seen Nolo do anything obviously antagonistic in public to be punished for. (He hasn't. This is just another way for Feanor to demonstrate his total control of Nolo.)

But Maedhros would still order Fingon to go along with it. The Feanorians are not good at setting reasonable boundaries with their dad, and after killing people for him and raping someone for him, it doesn't really seem worth keeping anything back.

So Maedhros orders Fingon to obey Feanor's orders for the night, and to come back to Maedhros's bedroom when Feanor's done.

I do think Maedhros would try to give aftercare/make it up to Fingon, but kind of like that Punisher gif where he takes the gun and says "you only shot him, see? *bang* I killed him."

When Fingon comes back, he's incredibly shaken and upset. And sure, Maedhros had expected Fingon to dislike it, but he was angry when he left, not horrified. (I think righteous anger is kind of Fingon's default coping mechanism with trauma, as long as there's someone he can justify blaming.)

Maedhros: "What's wrong?"

Fingon: "He raped me."

Maedhros: "Yes. I didn't expect my father to be much more traumatizing than me though, given how often you tell me we can't go back to what we had."

Fingon: "Not just him."

Maedhros: "Who then? Did my father let his guards fuck you too? I would have argued about that, you're too special to share with just anyone."

Maedhros is in the habit of asking questions when Fingon is upset, rather than saying "tell me what happened", at least as a first resort. They both know that Maedhros could order Fingon to speak every secret he knows, but they get along better when he doesn’t.

Fingon: "No. No one else was there."

Maedhros: "What happened then?"

Fingon: “Feanor raped me while my father watched. Then he offered my father-  he agreed.”

Maedhros pausesd a moment to work out the pronouns there. “Ah. I had expected this to be reminding Nolo he can’t stop my father, but it sounds like it went a bit past that.”

Fingon: “That’s all you have to say?”

Maedhros: “I’ll ask my father to not do it again, there’s no point in making you terrified of your father.”

Fingon: “I’m not terrified! It’s just - how could my own father do that to me?”

Maedhros hummed in thought for a moment. “Come over to the bed.”

Fingon said, “Please, not now, I don’t want this,” even as his legs moved.

“I know, it will be alright soon. Take off your robe and tunic.”

“Maedhros, please. I can't-”

“Stop talking for a bit. Take your dagger out - not your cock, your actual dagger.”

Fingon did, on the third try with his unsteady hands.

“Good. Now, cut a shallow line on the outside of your right arm.”

Fingon was forced to obey.

“Point it at your heart, and keep it there.”

Maedhros looked Fingon over to be sure it was a position he could hold for a few minutes. Satisfied, he continued. “Your would drive that knife into your own chest if I ordered you to. If I brought your sister in here and told you to stab her, you’d do so as well. You’d hate me for it, but you wouldn’t be able to stop it. It wouldn’t be your fault; you’d just be the weapon I chose. I’m not going to order you against your family, but if I did, it would be my decision, not yours at all. Do you understand?”

Fingon nodded, careful not to let the knife slip. “My father doubtless ordered yours to rape you. It happened because my father wanted you to be raped, and likely wanted to watch Nolofinwe’s body fuck someone. It has nothing to do with any desire on Nolofinwe’s part, any more than you wanted to cut yourself, or to strip. You may speak now, but don’t move yet.”

“I didn’t hear any orders,” Fingon said.

“And no one hears me order you to ride out beside me in battle. I give them all in advance, but you still do exactly as I ask.”

“So it could be that Feanor ordered my father to rape me every time he sees me.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, no one wants you ravaged in the middle of a council meeting.”

“But maybe every time in private, or the tenth time he sees me.”

“I doubt my father is interested in Nolofinwe’s obedience where he can’t witness it. You could just avoid being alone with your father though.”

“For how long, the rest of time? He’s the only one I can talk to about what’s really going on.”

“You can still talk to me, you know. But anyway, it would just be a day or two, until I have time to check with my father that he didn’t order Nolofinwe to do anything to you.”

“Fine, you’ve made your point,” Fingon said. “Can I put the dagger away?”

“Sure, neither of us wants an accident.”

[paintedpineleaf]

jesus fuck it feels so fucking weird i hate loving people but i love it but i hate it so much also what the fuck. i don't love them like. romantically. just like platonically. it's way too much tho. i feel like i have way too many issues or something. like somehow the mere action of me loving them is gonna fuck them up.

anyway i was about to fucking tell them everything. mostly cause its late but like what the fuck. it's way too fucking much they'd like block me if i told them any of that. imagine seeing someone as a normal person then like. they just tell you all this fucking shit now it's like you have to walk on eggshells around them. it wouldn't be worth it i dont want them to walk on eggshells around me.

'oh yeah i'm so fucking sensitive and such a prissy that my mom yelled at my sister and i got so fucking overwhelmed my brain shut down and i had to go to my room lock the door and curl up on the floor in the dark to feel better' why the fuck do i even want to tell them that it's fucking stupid oh i fucking feel safe around them they make me happy bla bla bla shut the fuck up i can't fucking afford that what is wrong with me.

'go write in your journal' yeah i actually can't cause when i was 11-14 i used to keep a journal/diary and i'd write every detail of my day and my feelings in them then my mom found them and found that i'd wrote that i wanted to die or kill myself and how i'd commit suicide if it wasn't haram and she got so fucking mad and slapped me and that was the day i stopped writing anything down and to this day i'm so fucking paranoid i keep thinking my parents pay people to be friends with me over the internet so they'd know shit about me and my life and my feelings and i can't trust literally anyone even after i've met them and given them presents and baked them cookies. i try not to talk to myself out loud cause when my sister does it they stand outside her door and listen and i'm fucking terrified they'd do it to me too if they heard me talking to myself.

i try not to let the emotions of those around me affect me but i'm so fucking sensitive i can't fucking help it anytime anyone's slightly upset i get so up in my head over it and start feeling fucking horrible and have to distract myself by doing other things and forcing myself to smile so i don't feel so fucking awful.

i just turned around cause i thought it was way too quiet and thought maybe a parent was standing behind me watching my type all this and was about to kill me. not literally. i'm sitting in my room. with the door closed. that i would hear if it opened. the door's on my side, not behind me.

boo fucking hoo my life is so fucking awful because i get up in my head about everything and constantly feel fucking sorry for myself like a fucking crybaby. anyway this is a good song i love it it's making me feel happy emotions i'm done feeling weird.

i have to go to sleep, the weird feelings are probably caused by how late it is i love this song it's so fun omg

[slimeywooper]

Labmas AU - Unintended Consequences

Chapter 5 - Another Interruption: Notes

It's best to read the story first before reading these as there's definitely going to be spoilers.

This is the first mention of Nobori being able to "hypnotize" people. Instead of using flames like a Chandelure, Nobori does this by looking in the person's eyes. It doesn't happen just from eye contact, he has to make a conscious decision to do so. There are also certain degrees to which a person can be hypnotized. Like Reader, they can be given a sense of calm, or potentially put into an unthinking state, similar to a living doll.

We see Colress trying to "override" the impression Nobori left on Reader about Kudari. He is correct in that Kudari experiences emotions differently from humans and Nobori, due to being part Galvantula. As mentioned, Nobori would calm down Kudari when they were young, but no longer can. If Kudari senses this is happening he becomes even more upset, feeling he is being manipulated into acting a certain way, even if Nobori only wants him not to experience negative emotions.

And yet again, Colress can't help but be offensive to Reader. Ever the scientist, he didn't attempt to give Kudari a Galvantula because he actually cared that Kudari was lonely, he wanted to see if they would mate. I didn't put this in the story to imply Colress is a pervert, but to demonstrate how he doesn't view the hybrids as truly being people.

This is the first mention of Colress' nickname for the hybrids. I don't know how many times it will be used, but I think it's really cute. I should also note their ages here. The hybrids are currently in their twenties. Colress created them shortly after being hired by Team Plasma. This clocks him, Ingo and Emmet in their forties.

I've had the idea for a while that Colress doesn't like females to be in the laboratory because of Kudari. He's not sexist, just trying to be proactive when it comes to Kudari and how he might react to them.

It's the fifth chapter, and Reader has only ever met Nobori and Colress. Everyone else has been nameless. Honestly, I haven't put much thought into other characters outside Noku, Colress, and eventually Ingo and Emmet. I wanted to atleast make an attempt at naming a couple of them, even if they may not show up again. Frank's not a bad employee but he's very hands off, only doing exactly what his contract states is his job.

Colress doesn't like being interrupted for things he doesn't deem worthy of his attention. Kudari acting up being something he has come to greatly resent because it distracts him from his research. Everyone else is too terrified of Kudari to help. So they willingly put up with Colress' wraith to avoid Kudari's. Colress mentions not wanting to pay someone for not working. In my head, I imagine the Plasma grunts are hourly employees, while the researchers and assistants are salaried. So if Reader only does one hour of work and is let off the rest of the day, they're still making their full pay.

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

I already asked how zeke’s family would react to his paradisian darling, but now I wonder how would the other warriors and marleyan military react to his new pet/wife?

like I can only imagine Reiner reaction to it, only feeling more guilty about everything he's ever done, but when I try to think about the other warriors my head goes empty. Oh but magath reaction is golden

Poor Reiner can't be in the same room as Zeke's "wife" for long, just because of the guilt he feels. He thinks it's a good thing that she isn't in danger in Paradis anymore, but she was clearly miserable and terrified here in Marley. Most of the people around her acted like she was a pet of Zeke's instead of a real person--even other Eldians.

I think Porco and Pieck would be a little confused by why Zeke brought someone back just to be his wife. He just seemed like a man that was above that sort of selfishness, you know? Still...Porco's more accepting since he knows a man's got needs. Pieck would try to make Darling feel as comfortable as possible by being friendly, but she isn't surprised if Darling doesn't accept that offer of friendship.

Magath is upset by it but he knows that Zeke is a fantastic soldier. If he really wants a captive to make his wife, then he'll allow it if it means Zeke will have yet another reason to fight. He does his best to ignore Darling's presence when he can. But when he has to address her or talk about it, he's very short and to the point; the most he'll do outside of being prompted is to casually ask Zeke how his "wife" is adjusting to her new life.

[grasshopperdoingdogpaddle]

(writerkat) Personal theories on how each monk's elemental powers were discovered.

A younger Clay and Jesse were out with some of the cattle and something happened to spook them. They started stampeding and the siblings lost their horses. Jesse was helping wrangle them back into place but ended up falling in the path of one. Clay panicked and leaped to try and get her out the way in time, and when he landed he ended up creating a solid wall of rock between them and the cattle. Jesse was surprised but not especially grateful for the save.

Raimundo was out surfing and ended up in a tussle with another surfer. He managed to get atop a dangerously large wave but the other surfer knocked him off. Before he could land in the water, a gust of wind picked up his board, and him with it, sending him flying clear over the water and straight up onto the sand until he finally skidded to a stop on the beach.

Little Kimiko was playing with her favorite doll, and another kid came up and tried to snatch it from her. She held onto it and wouldn't let go, and the kids got into a fight/tug-o-war match to try and pull it back. Kimiko got madder and madder, until the half of the doll she was holding spontaneously burst into flames around her hands. She was unharmed by the fire and both children dropped the doll at once. Thankfully the incident occurred outside on concrete so nothing else caught while someone fetched an adult with a fire extinguisher.

Little Omi didn't have one particular incident, but Master Fung eventually realized that times when Omi was upset or crying tended to be when big, heavy, uneasonal rainstorms picked up. Leading to him teaching Omi at a young age to meditate and self calm when he was upset.

I like this, it builds on their characters a lot!

Clay is protective and their farmwork can be pretty dangerous, so his power first activating to save his sister works well for him. And Jesse had a lot of resent for the fact that Clay was chosen to "go to monk school" and that Clay was always the big fancy hero, so even though she probably always had a bit of sibling rivalry and an inferiority complex, the thing that sparking it being Clay having powers she can't hope to imitate makes sense. It'd be what slowly starts the fissure between them that makes them not as close as they used to be.

Raimundo having a lighter, more casual awakening, subconsciously tapping into his power to keep him from going under while he and another surfer were having a dispute.

Kimiko has a fiery temper and the most volatile element, so a volatile awakening during an argument makes sense. Your theory would also explain why her doll is only half-burned. It must have been pretty terrifying to suddenly see a burn of flames, especially if it used to be her favorite doll and she gave it a personality in her mind. As a kid, it might have felt like she'd really hurt "Mochika", betrayed her best friend. She's obviously old enough now not to feel that sort of empathy for dolls, but the lingering guilt and fear were etched into her mind from the experience.

And Omi does seem to be naturally pretty energetic and excitable. It's especially evident when his good chi is ripped away, but sometimes even in normal Omi, it's clear to see, like when he first met Dashi or Guan and was so bouncy and giddy, he tripped over his words. So he's usually just tamping his emotions down, or trying to. I can imagine he must have been a handful as a little kid, especially for someone like Fung, who wasn't really prepared to raise a kid. Omi whipping up monsoons rains and sever thunderstorms when he got emotional would definitely lead to Fung trying to teach him to hone meditation and tai chi until he could better control his powers. (I wonder if it was stormy the day Omi arrived at the temple?)

I guess that's also why Fung, or no one else for that matter, ever tries to teach Omi how to use his dots, either.

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Excuse me Orange. I have seen the posts of Makoto interacting with class 77 and as much as I would love to hear about it I'm really curious about how a relationship with class 79 and Makoto would be. More specifically Makoto and Kokichi.

Yes this is because I can't get the fic "Rosemary" out of my head. In summary, Makoto loses his memories and becomes a counsellor at a school in Germany after meeting Rantaro and adopts Kokichi. Besties Rantaro and Makoto with the disaster child that is Kokichi.

Hello anon! Thank you ever so much for being so polite and patient with me :). This post has been a long time coming, and people have requested it ever since I made those class 77 headcanons. I put it off partly because I was worried I wouldn't do the V3 characterisation justice. I based a lot of this off the wiki info, so I highly encourage anyone to add their thoughts or counter if they think of something different!

(Also since pre-game personalities are basically non-existent outside of headcanons, this is based off their killing game personas)

Makoto is excited to greet another school year, and some underclassmen along with it! With all the... interesting characters (turned friends) he's encountered in both his own and the above year, he can only wonder what the new students will be like...

Kaede- out of all the protagonists, I'd say Kaede shares the most similarities with Makoto, moreso than his own sister. These two would definitely get along and make a great tag team- watch out Hope's Peak, because these two will have befriended you before you know it! Makoto definitely admires Kaede's straightforwardness and her optimistic nature. They act as great support for each other if tag teaming another person/persons, as Kaede is bolder then Makoto, whilst Makoto acts well as a medium. They're both extremely loyal, arguably to a fault. Both Kaede and Makoto have lied in a class trial to protective their friend (a detective each time too, lmao). Apparently she also lied for his sake in the demo, which is sweet. I feel like they'd connect well over their mutual optimism and kind hearts. I think Makoto would convince Kaede to step out of her comfort zone- socially, she's very bold, but she strays away from activities that could affect her piano playing (by hurting her fingers) and can waste away a lot of time in the practice room. She misses out on a lot of potentially fun activities that way. On an outing with some others, she accidentally cuts her finger, and whilst Makoto apologises and tells her she was right to be cautious, she waves him aside. Despite being unable to play the piano for a few days, she fills her time with other activities and it actually... doesn't bother her so much. As an 'ordinary person', Makoto helps a lot of talented students by opening their eyes to seeing that their identity doesn't revolve around their talents. In return, Kaede offers to teach Makoto whilst he spends time with her in the practice room. Whilst piano is her favourite, she knows how to play other instruments, and teaches Makoto the violin (maybe you think he'd play a different instrument but violins are my favourite so I'm going with that-). They even practice together, and whilst Kaede still practices nearly every day, she finds that it can actually be even more fun with company.

Shuichi- ah yes, yet another detective. Makoto was initially surprised that they'd accepted another Ultimate Detective, since there's normally only one ultimate at a time in the school (aside from Luck, which is decided each year with a raffle or draw or whatever). It's revealed that Shuichi is actually undergoing part of a new tutoring programme, in order to increase the number of people with talents especially useful to society. He's to be tutored by his upperclassman... *drumroll* Kyoko! Being close with Kyoko and with Kaede, Makoto sees a lot of Shuichi and befriends him too. He helps out with Shuichi's lack of confidence and feelings of inadequacy. Unlike Makoto, Shuichi has an obvious role model that he both aspires to and compares himself against. Unlike Kyoko, Shuichi is much more connected to and feels responsible for the people his detective work condemns. Whereas Kyoko is confident in her goal to obtain the truth, in totally neutrality, Shuichi is hesitant about it, unable to feel unbiased and take a neutral stand. Makoto convinces him this is a good thing, that feeling guilt is normal and is a sign of being a passionate and sympathetic soul. Shuichi doesn't have to be the kind of detective Kyoko is- sometimes that kind of compassionate and caring person is exactly the mindset people want. He also reassures Shuichi that as painful as the truth is, uncovering it means being able to eventually move on, and embrace hope. (He also tells Kyoko to maybe be a bit more... /welcoming/ in their lessons, and eventually Kyoko grows quite fond of her student, discovering a fondess for teaching she didn't know she had).

They're both very humble and polite, and whilst Makoto isn't reserved, he can be very passive. I think the two would appreciate having more of a calm relationship, typical of a 'normal' friendship that is often er- 'lacking' at Hope's Peak. With Kaede's help, Shuichi would open up to Makoto and others over time. I personally headcanon Shuichi to have an anxiety disorder and depressive bouts, so I think someone like Makoto would be a great support friend, for him to go to when he needs company and comfort, someone to listen and to understand, and vice versa to an extent. I like to imagine Makoto, Shuichi and Kaede often spend time together (with Hajime too protag gang ftw). Shuichi likes to study in the music room with them. He's already good at research, but the music actually helps him... enjoy it more. (Maybe he takes up an instrument too, to give him a hobby to focus on, hmm).

Kokichi- Kokichi Ouma. Kokichi Ouma... what do I even say? Trying to wrap my head around his character is like trying to clear the death road of despair in your first try. Still, I'll try my best!

I've seen a headcanon before (i dont remember by who, if you know lmk and I'll credit them) that Makoto via his unpredictable luck would be immune to Kokichi's pranks, and I think that'd set up a pretty good basis for their introduction. I think if Kokichi and Makoto had to describe the other in one word, it would be... "frustrating". At first glance, they're practically opposites- someone like Kokichi, who seems to breathe lies instead of air, and a person like Makoto, who's so honest and open it's almost stupid. Makoto doesn't like how Kokichi lies so much, even if it means people hating him. He almost seems to WANT people to hate him (I think he said once that honest people scare him more than strangers). Makoto has a tendency to break down even the most difficult characters (coughcoguuh class 78 coughcofuh), and that both scares but intrigues Kokichi. Makoto couldn't hate him if he tried (literally the only person he ever even /disliked/ was Junko. Not /hate/, but just /dislike/? Really???), and it frustrates Kokichi that Makoto is so willing to trust him and put faith in him. Makoto isn't blindly optimistic either, he genuinely believes in people, and I think Kokichi would feel envious towards being able to trust so... freely. Part of Kokichi's childish and carefee personality and his perchance for lies is the manifestation of his desire for freedom. If no-one knows what he's thinking, if no one can guess his moves, if no one can use emotions or weaknesses against him, and he can do whatever he wants, isn't that freedom? Except it isn't. By not letting his guard down and being honest with people, in a way, Kokichi's lies have left him trapped, unable to open up out of a fear of vulnerability. Whilst Kokichi would be initially suspicious of Makoto, maybe even distrustful of or uncomfortable around his personality, I think having such a grounded, honest individual whom he can /rely/ on would be... comforting. Kokichi would warm up to him, and see that with Makoto, what you see is what you get. He's above all else, a /genuine/ person, though certainly not an ordinary one, and Kokichi learns to respect and even admire that. Kokichi intentionally pushes people away to avoid expressing vulnerability, by being intentionally unlikeable, but even so I think he's lonely. Pushing away others isn't out of a true desire to be alone (it never is), but a defense mechanism. That tactic wouldn't work on Makoto, and so Makoto could become someone who Kokichi not only considers a friend, but who wholeheartedly returns the sentiment.

Makoto isn't sure what to think of Kokichi at first. He's heard so much about this terrifying new student, an overlord of a secret underground organisation with roots all over the globe... and yet the first time they meet Kokichi is trying to drop a bucket of custard on him. I don't think Makoto would like how Kokichi lies so much- especially about things like killing people or sending them away to never be seen again. It upsets him how Kokichi can joke about it, and how he seems to enjoy toying with people's feelings. When Makoto has a goal, he'll follow it through to the end, so when he's determined to break through Kokichi's walls... well, it's not easy at first. He's also willing to keep Kokichi company and give him attention and hear him out, which Kokichi admittedly likes. Whilst Makoto isn't a pushover, he's also not going to threaten Kokichi or retaliate with mean words, he genuinely listens and entertains Kokichi even though he knows Kokichi is messing with him, which is.. really nice, actually. Even if he tries he can't really shake Makoto that much (pls after all the other -weirdos- people he's met?). Like oh-? They have to duel to the death with yu-gi-oh cards? It's lucky Makoto brought his stack with him! Kokichi orders him to play tea party with him? He loved playing it with Komaru when she was younger and was sad when she stopped! Kokichi tricks him into eating a really gross weird food? How did you know that was a family favourite! Kokichi is fond of Makoto, and is desperate to keep Makoto's attention on him, whilst at the same time not wanting to reveal his true feelings, leading to plenty of complicated situations. Eventually they reach a breaking point (i love drama ok) and whilst Makoto doesn't lash out at him, exactly, he admits that maybe it's best he leaves Kokichi alone, believing that maybe Kokichi truly is content to be the way he is. It's this event that causes Kokichi to realise that Makoto really is someone he'd rather not hurt- that he doesn't just 'like' him but truly cares for him. From then on he tries to dial it down a bit, and Makoto comes to understand how Kokichi's lying and 'cruelty' stems from a place of insecurity and fear of trust. He promises to be a person Kokichi can trust, to show him that vulnerability doesn't have to mean gettint hurt. Whenever the two are around each other all kind of wacky hijinks are bound to ensure, really. Kokichi loves having someone around to not only give him attention, but want to as well, and Makoto enjoys how Kokichi is willing to spend time with and entertain him, pushing him and supporting him in ways that he didn't realise initially. They both find the other extremely interesting, and their encounters usually lead to significant changes in their relationship and mindsets.

I like to imagine they'd spend time playing games and fanboying together- Kokichi adores video games, and it always poses a challenge going against Makoto's luck, which is great for someone competitive as he is. Kokichi also seems a fan of the shounen genre, and 'basic' Makoto is the only other person in the school aside from Hifumi and Tsumugi to even watch anime so you know those two nerds geek out constantly. Kokichi likes to play other kinds of games with Makoto too- and they really like word games- especially two truths one lie. Makoto is... suprisingly good at it. He's pretty poetic, and his genuineness makes it hard to disbelieve him. Which makes it all the more fun when going against Kokichi!

Rantaro- how would these two describe each other in 5 words? "A breath of fresh air". They're both some of the "normal-est" in the school tbh. It's really great for both of them to have someone to do normal teen stuff with. They love going shopping together, hanging out at cafes and arcades. They actually meet when looking for a birthday present for their sister(s). They both reach for the same one before apologising and insisting the other have it. Rantaro insists Makoto take it, since, well, it's not like /his/ sister would get it anytime soon... confused, Makoto asks why and somehow Rantaro ends up confessing the whole thing about his sisters' disappearances, and how he always buys a present for each of their birthdays, waiting for the day when he can give them to them in person. (Pls why does this always end up with makoto counselling the students akdhsjsj-). Makoto could definitely sympathise, having a younger sister of his own. I think they'd bond over that "older brother" role they share, and Makoto would definitely help alleviate some of Rantaro's guilt. I like to imagine that Makoto, whilst being a 'typical teenage boy', also has a lot of feminine interests that he might be a bit insecure about. I love the idea of Rantaro encouraging him to embrace that (guy has like 12 sisters, he gave up feeling shy about makeup, nail polish, jewellery and dressing up in tiaras years ago). Rantaro is the first person to paint Makoto's nails and he loves it so much-!!! They go out for boba together and wear matching green nail polish pls its awesome. Rantaro also tells Makoto stories from when he was travelling and its also amazing- Makoto loves hearing all about it, and Rantaro is actually an incredible storyteller. Though Rantaro initially adventured to find his sister(s), he remembers why he loved travelling in the first place, and he's able to look back fondly on those memories that used to be clouded with the despair of his sisters' disappearance. They even go on vacation together to a tropical island at some point (maybe with friends). I'd like to say Makoto's luck might even lead to them finding one of the sisters, but maybe that's a bit too coincidental ahaha.

Miu- hmm. I think Makoto would be a little put off at first by her vulgarity and very openly sexual and crude behaviour. It's not that he dislikes her, he just isn't really sure... how to react around her? Her and Kaede don't get along, and Makoto often finds himself playing peacemaker when he stumbles upon their arguments. To his surprise, though, she seems to actually... like it when they fight? In fact- she seems to like it when people give her the time of day at all, really. Maybe she's just... lonely? And well, she can be a bit... um- /obnoxious/, but she can't be that bad! Making him go to see her weird (weird) inventions, that must be her way of reaching out and trying to spend time with him, right?

And then she starts calling him "Ma-crap-to", "Naegidiot", "Makusoto", and "Na-unchi"

nevermind she sucks

Makoto, with his saintly patience, would probably end up getting closer to her similar how Shuichi does in his FTEs. (I'll be honest there's not much difference I can think of akdjsjjssksj-)

Kaito- Kaito! Who doesn't love Kaito. It's no secret Kaito thinks himself the centre of the Universe (insert space joke here haha)- he's the protagonist of his own life, and luckily for him, Makoto fits quite nicely into the sidekick role. Both of them are passionate, with big hearts and strong spirits. Kaito is really good at seeing through people too- (idk how accurate this is but apparently in the wiki it says he sees that Nagito isn't interested in his talent or him as a person so much as him as a symbol). Whilst Makoto obviously has a lot of respect and admiration for all the talented students, I feel like it's a lot more... genuine? In a way that he can appreciate the person behind the talent, more than the talent itself. Kaito is someone who likes to inspire people and I think this would resonate with him. I think the two could seriously get along! They're both hopeless (haha) romantics and stupidly optimistic lmao. Kaito can be a little hotheaded at times, so I also like the idea that Makoto could calm him down, or at least reel him in a bit. He's stubborn when it comes to... um.. certain types of people (kokichi) so maybe Makoto could open his mind a bit.

Maki: MAKI ROLLLL. Ok I'm sure she'd probably have to hide her talent until it all came out at some point. I think Makoto is someone who's very against killing (even Junko he believed there was a better way for), so whilst he wouldn't agree with her talent, I think he wouldn't hold it against Maki, especially because he's very good at separating person from talent. Makoto is very understanding, and I think that like with Kaito, he would try to befriend her and open her up. He'd probably feel bad for her, not knowing what a "normal" life was like, so he'd try his best to do that. I think Maki in turn would appreciate that, and slowly get to know him like she did with Kaito and Shuichi. (She also likes complaining to him about Kaito lmao).

(he also takes her out for sushi so she can see for herself what a harumaki is LOL)

I'm sorry anon, this is as far as I could go aksnjjssj. When I feel up to it I'll try and make a part 2 to this, but I hope this is good for now?

(Also that fic sounds awesome and I'll definitely have to read it at some point)

[isolaradiale]

The small 'ahem' and the dimming lights brought the attention of the closing party back on the podium. On it was Janus, looking a great deal better than he was a few minutes ago (when he was practicing his closing speech on a statue when he thought nobody was looking.) On the stage, he took a deep breath and brightened as everyone turned in their formal evening attire.

"Thank you all for coming to the Closing Party. It's been a pretty busy week, and all of you have made such beautiful and wonderous pieces of art. I'm overjoyed that they're on display tonight, and I thought there wasn't any way to view all of them in the span of a couple hours. So this last night of the museum will be going on until the sun rises again. You don't have to stay the entire time, but--"

"Well, sure they do!"

The interjection startled the AI at the podium, and he jumped a few feet from his spot. The chipper voice started again as one of the other statues on the stage moved, revealing the form of a marble-sculpted woman covered in holographic stickers.

"After all, each and every one of you put in so much effort into bringing your imaginations and inspirations to life, haven't you? So we thought we might return the favor, that's all. And you're all invited!"

Punctuating her statement was the sound of the large wooden doors, now slamming shut inward with a reverberating BOOM that bounced off all the halls of the lobby, even from the auditorium.

"I hope you all put everything into your masterpieces! Because your masterpieces will put everything into annihilating all of you~"

With another delighted laugh, the lights in the auditorium shut off, leaving everyone with only the light of their phones and watches. And as the murmurs began and hands reached for other hands in the dark, there was another THUNK near the wall as a framed portrait fell off its anchor. From its canvas, it began to look at the crowd, eyes now glowing in the light of everyone's flashlights. One hand crawled out of the frame, then another. Nails sank into the floor with terrifying ease as the subject of the portrait pulled themselves from its frame, marble cracking at its fingertips.

The next sound was a scream, and the sound of a woman falling onto the floor as the portrait pulled at her ankles. And then another. And another still as the frames began to move off the walls en masse, attacking anyone unlucky enough to be in their sights. There was a panic in the auditorium as people tried to flee and fight, falling over each other to escape the room

But it seemed that no matter where anyone chose to run to, or where they thought to hide, there was always something in the shadows.

Waiting.

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Welcome to Part Two of the event!

As stated, the artwork in the Tempus Museum has come to life--literally, in this case. You've been challenged to survive until the next sunrise. To do so, you must evade, capture or destroy the horrific objects that have come to life.

Most of the artwork in the museum is hostile, and will attempt to un-alive your characters as best they can.

These generic museum monsters can be found everywhere wandering around, but are more common in areas they originated from:

Subjects and people in paintings will crawl out of their canvases to chase and eliminate anything they see moving. Their sharp nails can pierce through marble, so flesh and bone is probably nothing to them. Humanoids are not exclusive to this class of monster--painted animals, creatures and other things will also hop out of paintings to come after your muse. You can capture a painting monster by smacking it with a canvas, or destroy it with paint thinner (or water, if it's a watercolor)

Framed sketches will behave similarly to the painting monsters, and will leave lots of thin scratches as opposed to big ones. Capture them with paper, or destroy them by rubbing them with an eraser.

Statues of any material will chase your characters and attempt to injure them with their fists (or if they were holding a weapon, they'll use that weapon). Catch them by making them run back to their plaques, stands and pedestals, or destroy using a hammer and chisel.

The Parlor Dolls have now, unfortunately, all grown sharp teeth. They've all taken on ghastly appearances, and if they swarm around you, it might as well be the end of you. You can capture a doll by chasing it back into a display case, or destroy it by carefully ripping their seams.

Dancing Dresses in the painted ballroom will beckon people to dance with them, and will attempt to catch people in the folds of their fabric to immobilize them. They're not lethal on their own, but they'll hold your muse in place for something more dangerous to come along. Capture them by hitting them with a dress form, or destroy them by ripping their seams OR cutting them with scissors. - NOTE: Characters who bowed and danced with any of the ghostly gowns at the Gala XY will not harm the people who danced with them, and will instead, keep dancing.

Decorated Weapons made in the forge will take a life of their own and will seemingly float around, looking for battle. Sometimes they'll team up with Statues, making them especially deadly companions. Capture them by hitting them with a weapon rack, or destroy them with a hammer or any significant heat source.

Baked Goods and Pastries made in the culinary courtyard will not get up on their own, but a good many of them have become poisoned. The severity and potency of the poisons varies, with side effects ranging from an upset stomach to a sudden case of death. They don't move, so you don't have to capture them, but... maybe don't eat them, no matter how good they may smell and look.

Paintings on the street have come to life, making hazards of their own outside of the museum. Street-painted landscapes have become very tangibly real, as well as anything sprayed on the walls. If there was ever a time to regret the giant mural you painted on the side of a building as it crawls from its spot to squash you like a bug, now's the time. You can destroy these with water.

Landscapes will attempt to draw your muse into their world, sealing them in their frames. Your muse will be helpless to do much other than look through the painting like a window. The only means of escape is to have someone else drag you out of the landscape!

In addition to these generic museum hazards, there are a few specific hazards depending on how your muse behaved in Part 1 of the event:

If your muse created something with love, adoration, feelings of happiness, or any other intensely positive emotions, it may help them instead of hinder them. This can be anything from alerting them of danger to protecting them.

Your muse's own creations may attack them, too, aside from the generic monsters in the museum.

If your muse stole any artwork from the museum, it will hunt them down with special vitriol and hostility, and will stop at nothing to destroy your muse.

Similarly, if your muse attempted to destroy any of the artwork in the museum, it's going to target them specifically and attempt to return the favor.

Any art your muse made as a gift to others will either hurt OR help them, depending on individual mun preference.

Have fun! :)

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Frequently Asked Questions

"How long will Part 2 of the event last?"

The event will run until 00:00, June 18th

"Are the optimized tools still here?"

Shockingly, yes! And so are the regular tools, too. How you use them to survive is up to you, but building a door might be the fastest way. However, be warned that drawing a door on a wall has just as big of a chance of sending your muse to a different random room than it does outside the museum.

"Can we still do Part 1 threads?"

Yes! If you would like to keep your Canvas experience monster-free, you can continue making Part 1 starters until the end of the event.

"What about the art my muse took home?"

It has also come to life! So while the museum is certainly dangerous, there are random statues, paintings, dolls and other monsters roaming around OUTSIDE the museum, too.

"Can we destroy the paintings NOW?"

Unfortunately, they're just as invulnerable as they were before. Bummer, huh? Unless they're hit with their specific weakness, the monsters are invulnerable to attacks that damage them. (However, they can still be hindered by traps, and while strong attacks won't destroy them, they'll knock them out of the way!)

"Can we interact with Capella or Janus?"

Poor Janus is trying to put all the artwork back where it belongs by capturing them. He's in no danger for this, as the art in the museum will not attack their curator. Interacting with Capella the Statue might bring the wrath of her giant cat out to you, so. You've been warned!

"What if my muse saw something from their own world in a painting or a statue?"

That's incredibly unfortunate--those might be hostile too, and are subject to the rules that follow the other genuine painting monsters (meaning that the portrait of that character will not have any of their original powers or abilities.)

Whether the subject of the art your muse is familiar with will help or hinder them is up to mun discretion.

"Can't we just bust down the museum and escape?"

And destroy the biggest piece of art in the area?! (No, they won't budge. You'll have to draw your way out if you want to escape, either through a door or some kind of tunnel or something.)

"When will the sun rise?"

Not for 24 hours in-character (though the event will last until Jun 11th). Extended night time, woo!

"What happens if our muses get got by the museum?"

Muses that were defeated and failed to survive the challenge will have their portrait put up on the Wall of Shame, reflecting how they lost the challenge. They won't respawn until the sun rises, either!

"What if I have a question that's not listed here?"

Feel free to direct any questions you may have to the Masterlist!

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"I thought you said everything would be fine!" Came the panicked footsteps of Janus, running to grab the frame the portrait monster crawled out of, picking it up with surprising ease.

"In my defense, I assumed everything would be." The statue of Caelum replied, furrowing his eyebrows and scrolling through a wall of code. Other statues of a Goddess-like Pleiades and an Antiquated Attired Alathfar, joining as guests, seemed to realize the issue before their older companion did.

"...Yes, nothing in here changed. But I don't see anything about..."

From the other side of the stage, Capella's statue pranced forth, stickers still glittering in the dark, somehow.

"That's just the first page." "The first page?" Caelum and Janus echoed back in confusion. "First page!~"

The grin still stayed on her cheeks from sticker to sticker, while Janus' increasingly scrunched in accusation.

"...I'll be damned. There were two pages after all." "DAD!" "I didn't see it, honest!" "I can't BELIEVE you!" "Now now, it was an honest mistake, really--!"

And as the old man's statue got quite the scolding from his son, Pleides and Alathfar stepped aside, meeting with Capella.

"Was there really a page two?" Pleiades asked, adjusting her comically large, rounded glasses. To that, Capella merely rocked on her heels, smile never fading.

"It's entirely possible Caelum got so wrapped up in helping Janus plan the museum that he overlooked it. Which is endearing, in a way. But..."

As Alathfar trailed off, the three of them looked back at the other statue trying to placate his agitated son, and grimaced in unison (except for Capella, who still seemed to be beaming with delight.)

None of them seemed keen on getting in the middle of the quarrel, and were only relieved when Janus stormed off with his empty frame.

[ask-mirror-and-prime-simon]

The Mirror Car II

Summary: A familiar face implores Simon to confront his feelings

A/N: None

Chapter: 3/?

Word Count: 1.9k

Warning: Implied suicidal thoughts/Self hatred

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"Hey...are you okay?"

His eyes burned as he forced them open,face still warm and bright red. "What do you think?"

"Simon...I'm sorry..."

"Stop it"

The other looked to him with confusion. "Huh?"

"Stop it" Simon repeated. "Stop apologizing,its annoying"

"But I made you upset,even if I did get mad I shouldn't have taken it out on you"

"You're so patronizing,you know that?" The boy said. "Stop acting like you're better than me"

"I'm not trying to" He attempted to explain. "I'm just saying sorry"

"Then stop saying it in my voice!" His prime snapped. "I can take dealing with nulls that want to fight back but I'm not letting you mock me"

"I'm not mocking you!" The other insisted. "I can't help sounding like you or looking like you,I was just born like this"

"Then I'll make you!" He lunged towards the other,right hand ready to grab him by the hair while the left reached for the glass shard. His knuckles were first to hit the reflective surface,the boy letting out a pained hiss before shooting him a glare. "Get out of there and fight me!"

"I don't want to fight you!" The reflection shouted. "Just please talk to me! I can help fix everything,just-"

Simon swung his leg forth,kicking the cube by his side with as much force as he could muster. His foot ached from the harsh slam against the chrome but he dare not stop. He continued to swing and kick with frustrated grunts,hoping that eventually he would knock that sorrowful look off the douple-gangers face. Yet each time he pulled away all he saw was himself,arms shielding his face with a look of fear in his eyes. The sight was enough to make his blood boil.

"Stop it!" The other begged with a cracked voice,scared that the barrier could somehow break. "Just listen to me! I want to fix everything too!"

Simon froze,foot hovering over where the other's face would be. "What?"

"I want to find Grace," He said. "I want to find her so we can start over but be better"

"Why would I want to get better if I was never wrong to begin with?" Simon asked. "You're just as brainwashed as she was"

"You know you were wrong" His reflection said. "If...If you really did think you were right you wouldn't be here"

The passenger grew a sneer,hands curled into a fist. "I'm here to find Grace and take her home. She's been in that projection thing long enough to be back to normal"

"But you don't want to leave her there" His reflection began. "And I know this has been eating you up since then. I felt everything you did when it happened and I know you felt something"

He slammed his fist into the wall,looking to the other with rage. "You don't know anything!"

The other flinched,Simon leaning in closer. "You don't know what we've been through together,you don't know how much it hurt knowing she picked that null over someone she knew for ten years,YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH IT HURTS KNOWING EVERYTHING WAS A LIE!"

Tears welled in the corner of his Prime's eyes,the mirror boy slowly reaching out for him. "Simon..."

His face grew red,the corners of his sneer twitching as he struggled to keep from sobbing. "We've been together for ten years...the Apex wasn't just some after school group we made. Leading it by her side...I just...I felt like I had a purpose. I actually meant something here"

"You are here for a reason" His reflection reminded him softly. "You're here to get better and heal"

"From what?" The boy questioned. "Coming here was the best thing to ever happen to me and you want me to give everything up just because some old woman said I had to?"

"Well,Grace tried to"

"And look where she is now"

There was a moment of silence,the passenger wiping the tears from his eyes. The chrome boy laid back against the barrier,listening to his sniffling. "I just thought...I thought you'd get better after hearing everything."

"Hear what? That I'm the worst,most worthless person alive and I should rot away?" The boy let out a weak chuckle. "Yeah,I really needed to hear that"

"I never said that" His reflection quickly responded. "What I'm saying is..." He took a deep breath,leaning against the barrier separating their worlds. "You messed up,but you can still fix it"

"How?" Simon asked,defeat in his tone. "I can't just go back and pretend nothing happened. What if...what if she hates me?"

"I mean..." He hesitated a moment before looking away. "I wouldn't blame her,we deserve it"

“Stop acting like you did anything '' Simon half heartedly demanded.

"But I'm a part of you and you-"

"You are NOT a part of me" He quickly said. "You're just - just a stupid,stupid null that's making me say dumb shit"

"I'm..." He hesitated,brushing aside the idea of correcting him. "But you said all of this to me,maybe you can say it to her"

"As if she'd let me," The Prime said bitterly.

"Well...maybe I can do it"

Simon raised an eyebrow,looking to him. "What?"

"You said I didn't do anything right?" He asked. "I know you're scared to say this to her,so what if I tell her for you?"

"Why would she listen to you?" He shot back. "You're just a null"

"She listened to Hazel," The other reminded him. "I know I don't mean as much as you did to anyone,but maybe she'll listen to me"

"And how are you going to talk to her huh?" Simon folded his arms,an annoyed look in his eye. "You can't even get out to fight me"

"I know how but...but we'll have to switch places. Only one of us can go,” he explained nervously.

The other held back a laugh,a twisted grin peaking through in its place. As if he'd let a null trick him into another sort of trap. Just as he thought,they could never be trusted. What a waste of time. "Wow,I can't believe I almost let you trick me"

"I'm not trying to trick you!" His reflection said in a panic. Damn it,he was so close to actually letting him acknowledge the long list of screw ups. "I'm trying to help you,I promise"

"Nice try null" His smile quickly fell,the boy pressing his hand against the chrome. "Tell anyone about anything I said and I'll kill both of us"

He began to stand,heading back towards the door. The reflection stood with terrified tears in his wide eyes. No,he could still change! He believed him,if only he'd just listen! "WAIT!"

He reached for his Prime,their palms finally touching save for the thin chrome barrier. His feet were slowly lifted off the ground,the world spinning with him as he let out a scream. Just as fast as the spinning had started it stopped,the boy left shakily standing.

The reflection nervously looked around,trying to make sense of what had just happened. The air felt different somehow,more fresh and cold on his metal skin. A sudden feeling burst in his chest,a shaky hand placing a hand over the area.

A heartbeat

His eyes grew wide at the sudden revelation. He was out,finally free. Tears welled in his eyes,falling like rain drops as he looked at his own reflection in his palms. "I...I'm real"

"HEY!"

His happiness was short lived,the boy looking below him to find the other banging on the chrome floors. He hurled profanities at him,fighting to return to the other side.

"Simon!" He immediately fell to his knees,eyes full of worry. "Are you okay?"

"YOU TRICKED ME!"

The once reflection flinched,a wince on his face. "I-I didn't mean to-"

"YOU LIAR!" The other yelled. "I SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED YOU! YOU NULLS ARE ALL THE SAME! YOU'RE ALL JUST THE WORST!"

The boy's face grew warm,another brand new feeling,finally shouting. "You wouldn't be in there if you just listened!"

"I DON'T NEED TO LISTEN TO ANYONE!"

"You should've listened to Grace!"

Simon tensed,sneer frozen on his face.

"This never would've happened if you just listened!"

The other opened his mouth to find any sort of retort,words sharp as a blade to destroy the person who dared make him spill such raw emotions. No,he's a liar just like everyone else,how could he lie to himself and say he felt sorry about doing the right thing? All he'd have to do was wake Grace up and go back home and pretend nothing ever happened.

But...could he even do that now?

"What if...what if she hates me?"

He grit his teeth,body trembling as his eyes grew watery. All he could imagine was the girl he loved so much waking from her torturous nightmare and staring at him. Her usually kind eyes would hold nothing but malice,betrayal even as she looked at him with unfiltered disgust.

"I hate you" She would shout between sobs. "I'd rather die than have anything to do with you!"

Warm tears rolled down his cheeks,lowering his head so the other couldn't see the pain only his dearest friend had ever witnessed. His entire body shook,breathing heavy as he held back a sob.

"Simon..."

"Just get out," He choked. "Get out and leave me to die"

The other remained silent,anger melting back into concern. He debated on whether or not to switch back,a part of him knowing exactly where he would walk straight to first,flesh torn in the train wheels.

"I'll come back for you" He said softly. "I'll fix everything and come back,I promise"

"Go away..."

Reluctantly he sat up,feeling something sharp under his palm. He lifted his hand,finding the glass shard lovingly handed to him by the young Lucy. By the looks of it,it was probably best to keep anything sharp as far away from his Prime as possible.

He quickly tucked it in his sock,glass pressing against his ankle. With that he stood,giving the boy one last glance before opening the dark wood door.

The air was fresh,whipping his metal hair back. With a deep breath he stepped outside,fully expecting to be pulled right back in.

Nothing.

For the first time he stood with both feet out the door,entire body free from the shackles of the mirror world. He watched the world around him,the train even bigger than he could ever imagine. So many cars,so many new worlds full of life that he could only dream of seeing before.

He stepped forward,flinching once he caught sight of the spinning wheels. No - it's fine - Simon’s in the chrome car and Grace wouldn’t hurt any denizen after the brief moment of happiness she had with Hazel. It's...It's fine. Everything’s fine.

In the wheel he caught a glimpse of himself. That face...the longer he looked the more his stomach churned.

Careful hands undid the small ponytail,blond hair falling to his shoulders. He reached for the hem of his sweater,pulling the article up and over until it was off and crumpled into a hasty clump of fabric and twine. Shaky arms held the ball of old belongings over the railing,eyes shut tight. No more wheeling,not after this.

The boy let the elastic fall,band snapping as the fabric ripped under the wheels into scraps and thread. He hesitantly opened an eye,looking to his reflection once more. It was a start at least.

He turned back to the bridge,continuing the long walk onwards. What lay ahead,even he wasn’t entirely sure. What he did know was one thing,he was going to fix whatever mess was left behind by his Prime. It didn’t matter how long it would take,just so long as no one else had to suffer anymore.