#and i am think ill never find the end of the tag so ... yeah

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*so... new blog am i right? hehe... what the bloody juice am i doing?...

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artstyle and color experimentation

(image description and extras under the cut)

[Image description: Two somewhat loosely colored duplicate drawings of Neku Sakuraba from The World Ends With You, on a dull tan background. He's drawn from about the middle of the torso up. He stands angled to the left, with the arm closest to the viewer held slightly away from his body, though it's only drawn about as far as the elbow. He looks in the viewer's direction with a quizzical expression, with the high collar of his shirt slightly covering his chin. The left drawing is labeled "CYMK Only", with "C" colored in cyan, "Y", colored in yellow, "M" colored in magenta, "K" colored in black, and "Only" in all caps, colored and underlined in white. The colors used for the drawing itself are bright and generally saturated, as well as generally being tinted toward one of the five colors used in the label. Of note, Neku's skin and hair are tinted pink, and the majority of his tanktop, which is normally a dark gray, is a deep purple instead. The right drawing, labeled "Free Style" in all caps, with a soft rainbow gradient, has colors that are comparatively more muted. In this drawing, Neku's skin has more of an orange undertone, his hair is closer to brown, the darkest part of his tanktop is more gray, and the purple and yellow stripes are much less saturated than the left drawing. The right drawing is overall darker and generally has more granular shading. End image description.]

extras (if you were just here for that art up there, feel free to bail now)

so csp updated recently with a separate color mixing window and if you saw the last post's timelapse, you know i like to keep my colors on hand and for the most part i tend to either pick them out before i work on whatever i'm coloring or set them aside as i go. i did the former for this aside from when i realized i didn't quite like a color, which is pretty much standard fare. i've been wanting to do an experiment with just blending my colors from only cyan, yellow and magenta (with the addition of black and white for values) for a while, but between practicing and learning other things and just not being very thrilled at the prospect of either having a bunch of space on my canvas dedicated Just to the colors i'm mixing or having to go back and forth between two canvases just to work, i'm only getting to it now bc the new window makes it a lot more convenient so i felt the drive. i did the cymk neku first to try to avoid feeling a bias to just mix for the types of colors i usually would opt for since i would have just used them and i think it counted for a lot, given the difference between the two. i saved the color mixing windows for both of them and i think it kind of speaks for itself.

[Image description 1: Multiple splotches of color on a white and gray checkerboard background indicating transparency. There are many mixtures along the left and lower parts of the image, and some along the right, scattered amongst more solid shapes of single colors. All colors were blended from cyan, yellow, magenta, black, and/or white, or from other hues that were themselves blended from those colors. End image description.]

[Image description 2: Comparatively fewer splotches of color, none of which were blended with one another and are much less disorderly. End image description.]

honestly when i was picking out my colors for the right neku i was like "damn i really live like this?" and i was beginning to doubt if it would even look good, but i think the answer is really just that it's a different approach. i'm not very good at Picking bright and saturated colors, but until i figure it out, mixing printer colors is definitely gonna help me get there when i need it. it'll get easier with time.

i've also been trying to change up the way i shade when i'm coloring by making really broad strokes before i go in for more detailed or specific shadows or highlights which i think has been helping me a lot with getting values to feel a little more . not necessarily even but balanced i guess? more.... proper (the words aren't coming to me, but you might be able to see it a little in the trunks from a few days ago). but it also ended up getting me distracted because i was putting down the hair for cymk neku and i was like "ooh the orange kinda looks cool there"

[Image description: A mostly unfinished version of the saturated Neku. His arm and the dark part of his tank top are colored in, as well as some of his face. The orange from his hair covers most of the left half of his face and his headphones. End image description.]

and because of this i ended up doing a quick one using just oranges

[Image description: Neku but colored using exclusively shades of orange, which are blended relatively smoothly. End image description]

i wanted to do some layer trickery to see if i could use this to map the shading over flat colors but it didn't work out. i still like the look of monochrome-ish coloring so i might do this again but who knows really. im taking things as they come

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20 questions for writers

Thanks to @thequeenofthewinter for the tag <3

Tagging: @elavoria @atypicalacademic @gilgamish @nuwanders @ladytanithia @sheirukitriesfandom @throughtrialbyfire @lucien-lachance @miraakulous-cloud-district @bostoniangirl21 @terendelev

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

6

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

704,291 😅

3. What fandoms do you write for?

The Elder Scrolls and probably only ever the elder scrolls. Mostly Oblivion but I have one Skyrim lonngfic in the works. I read fic in several other fandoms, but this one has me by the throat.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Well, I only have 6 in the first place so it's not saying all that much.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I do the best I can to! Sometimes one slips by me on a particularly busy week, and then I'm too mortified by the lapse of time to answer. I don't think it's happened too often, but please know I read them all and am always grateful for them ❤️

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Haven't finished either of them yet, but it's gotta be The Illusionist Part 2, which is an Oblivion novelization with emphasis on the Dark Brotherhood and Mages Guild, or Beyond the Break, which is just me crying about Mathieu Bellamont.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Treacle which is still hella angst lmao, but Scar-Tail does live happily ever after, and it's all thanks to @atypicalacademic for the inspiration ❤️❤️❤️ I have also vowed to make my Skyrim fic, Slither and Writhe happier 😤 Thus far, it's going... well, it is going.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I haven't, and the few dissenting opinions that I have received I wouldn't consider hate either. They're just opinions. I hesitated to mention this, but since I was LITCHRALLY talking about Lucien Lachance on one of Ray's posts a few minutes ago, in the past I have receive messages detailing how my interpretation of Lucien is distasteful, given he is unabashedly a villain in my story and 1/2 of a toxic relationship (also he's... kind of pathetic lol). It's a darkfic and not for everyone, I'm well aware. Fortunately, many of my very lovely, talented friends and mutuals write great Lucien fics that are different from mine, so at the end of the day we all get what we want :D Variety is the spice of life, and you can pry grossnasty Lucien out of my cold, dead fingies.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I write sexual content (idk what counts as smut). Originally, I wrote all the sex scenes as fade-to-black, and while they're not super graphic, while editing a few months ago I thought "you know what, this needs more cunt." So yeah. The sex scenes have become a bit more explicit now than they were in the first iteration.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Nah, and I don't think I ever will.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge, and unless people are out there lifting passages of my writing and inserting it into their fics, I'm not going to claim ownership over ideas. We're all playing in the same sandpit, and while the execution is my own, I find it quite difficult to say the stories are totally original or novel because all my writing, from concepts to style, have been influenced in some way by the works of others.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

No, but I've tossed around some ideas with @zomboidatomic that may or may not one day bear fruit...

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

I've worked them all out of my system at this point, tbh. Romance doesn't really do anything for me on its own without compelling characterizations and intriguing plot. I select by other tags over ship most of the time too. That said I've been driven crazy by some of my friends ships with characters I've never even spoken to before. If it's good it's good, you know. (Though I am currently re-watching Hannibal and I will confess that I am still ill about Hannigram ajkfhalg)

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I'm going to finish them all, dammit!

16. What are your writing strengths?

Characterization, I think, especially when writing people who are awful lmao I've received a lot of compliments when it comes to writing villains and morally grey characters.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Ugh, I am so self-indulgent. Sometime last year I edited The Illusionist part 2 and trimmed out 60k words. It was so BLOATED (probablly still is). I think there were times when the plot got sidelined because I had an idea for a fun scene. Yes, I love writing Lucien and Nim hate-fucking and tearing each other apart in some weird mashup of Tommy Wiseau in The Room and the alien in The Thing. No, I did not need three chapters of this back to back, but I wanted it...

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

If the plot calls for it, then by all means 👍

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Hmm, now that I think of it it may have been a Fallout 3 Harkness fic that I kept in a composition notebook when I was 12. It will never see the light of day, obivo.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

OoOoh, that's tough. Slither and Writhe already feels stronger to me because I'm a more experienced writer, and I actually planned it out, but The Illusionist is my first baby.

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The Truth- Steddie X F!Reader “Changes” part 4

A/N- This is part 4 to the changes series but could honestly be read on its own. I will be naming each part as I have a lot planned for this right now! Sorry this took so long I have been very ill.

Summary- After you find Steve and Eddie tangled up in each other the truth finally comes out followed by a great show of passion.

KIDS STAY OUT OF MY S W A M P

Warnings/tags-SMUT SMUT SMUT FILTHY SMUT, heavy steve smut, slight size kink, stomach bulging, Steve having a big dick, Eddie enjoying watching, Eddie is a mechanic because I think its hot though its not relevant for this part, unprotected sex, wrap it before you tap it please this is FICTION, multipart, slight angst, hurt/comfort.

A/N-If you enjoy please like, comment, reblog as it helps me keep going! I am worried this series will die and I have had lots of fun so if you guys want more and enjoy please let me know!

Eddie and Steve sat on opposite ends of the couch, faces burning crimson that only made their partially faded bruises appear darker.

You stood in front of them, arms linked over one another.

If there wasn’t pain etched across your face Eddie would have joked that you looked like a cross mother.

“I just don’t get it. The last time you two were alone you were LITERALLY fist fighting.” You sighed, eyebrows furrowed. “Eddie, you accused me of cheating on you with Steve.” You rubbed your arms. “And now you’re the one sucking face with him in our hallway.”

You had tried multiple times to get Eddie to talk about what had happened between him and Steve, or why he was gone for so long and where. Despite your efforts ever since Eddie and Steve appeared on your doorstep he had been unusually quiet about the entire situation. In fact, he avoided bringing up or talking about Steve as much as he could.

It had created a wave of tension between the two of you.

“It’s…hard to explain.” Eddie avoided your sharp gaze.

“You need to at least try, you owe me at least that.”

“Yeah…I know.” Eddie sighed. I thought that I hated him, but really…I was just jealous of him.” He ran a hand through his hair. “Afraid of how he made me feel, afraid he was going to take you away from me.” Eddie avoided looking at you or Steve. He couldn’t stop his hands from trembling.

Steve almost laughed at that, it was ridiculous to him.

When Eddie was there, Steve was painfully invisible to you. It was never a choice.

“Then I realized that what I was feeling was a lot more…complicated than I originally realized. I actually didn’t hate him at all.” Eddie glanced up, knee bouncing as his eyes locked with Steve’s.

The electricity that crackled between their gaze made the hair on the back of your neck stand on edge. Eddie’s eyes flickered between you and Steve who looked at him expectantly, each of you holding your breath.

“You…have feelings for each other” You whispered, feeling Steve and Eddie’s eyes burning into your skin.

The room was still after that, the tension building up a thick wall between you three.

Your mind was running in circles, lungs burning as you forgot to breathe.

“So…do you not love me anymore?” Your voice was soft, tears rolling down your cheeks. “Is…is that why you left?”

Fuck…What had they done? They never wanted to make you feel unloved.

Steve and Eddie pulled themselves from their spots on the couch to rush over to you in an instant, Eddie cupping your face in his hands while Steve sat beside you, taking your small hand in his.

“It's not that, princess. I love you so much that it makes me act like a fucking idiot. I…” He glanced at Steve. “I never planned on any of this, but nonetheless I love you both. In different ways but..both at the same time.”

“And…” Steve cleared his throat, trying to settle his drumming heart in his chest. “Y/N I have loved you since I saw you again that day at Scoops. Everything after has just been my awful way of trying to keep you in my life.” He couldn’t stop the words that slipped from his lips. “And somewhere along the way… I think I fell in love with you too, Eddie.”

You were shocked, frozen in place between the two men as the tension seemingly evaporated.

“So now what?” You were meek, face bright pink as you looked between the two men.

“That's up to you, sweetheart.” Eddie smiled. “I know what I want, but I’ll never force you into anything.”

You were quiet, chewing on your lip as you processed everything that had happened.

You loved Eddie, that was easy. Steve was and had been your best friend for a while, when you walked into Scoops Ahoy that day your life was forever changed, you were sucked into a russian elevator, you almost died, and Steve had saved your life countless times. You had a crush on him for so long before all that had ever happened. And being with Eddie you didn’t think about other people, it wouldn’t be true to say you never thought about Steve. Especially in those few weeks you were alone, while Steve comforted you and cared for you.

“What if we were all together, all three of us?” You blurted out, face burning even darker at the silence that fell over you three.

Steve and Eddie were simply shocked that out of the three of them, you were the one that said it first. The two men had certainly been thinking about just that for so long it felt like fiction but hearing it from your perfect lips, made it feel real for the first time.

“Is that-what you want?” Steve choked out, eyes wide. He still wasn’t sure how you felt about him, and to be honest you were just as confused but something deep in your stomach pushed you forward.

You glanced between the two men, finding your confidence before you leaned forward, connecting your lips with Steve’s. You had never kissed before, the sparks spreading over your lips as they melded together, Steve wrapping his hand around the back of your neck to pull you closer against him.

Eddie’s mouth went dry as he watched, his dick growing embarrassingly hard in his sweats. He had thought about it so much it made his head spin and now it was inches away, your thighs rubbing together as Steve’s tongue took over your entire mouth. You both pulled away eyes low and sultry and a thin string of saliva connecting between your lips.

“Fuck, don’t stop now.” Eddie chuckled, adjusting to get a better view.

“Are you-sure?” You panted, feeling a bit guilty for leaving Eddie out.

“Yes, absolutely. I am more than fine with watching for a bit.” Eddie’s eyes were blown and huge like a predator honed in on his prey, the full outline of his dick only making your head spin.

That was all Steve and you needed to fall back into each other, Steve tugging you to straddle his lap where he pressed soft kisses down the side of your throat. You leaned into his touch, tilting your chin up to give him better access as his hands massaged your hips, running over your thighs.

You couldn’t help but whimper and squirm slightly when you glanced over at Eddie who pumped his dick over his sweats, his eyes hazy and locked onto you and Steve. Your sweet noises were music to Eddie’s ears and only sent him further over the edge.

Steve ran his hands over your clothed breasts, squeezing and running his thumb over your nipples as his lips continued trailing down your neck and chest, eventually nuzzling between your breasts and pressing breathy kisses to your chest. Your heart echoed in your chest, Eddie’s sharp gaze and Steve’s desperate deliberate touch was sending you over the edge, between your thighs was becoming unbearably hot even in your thin cotton shorts as your puffy clothed clit was pressed against Steve’s dick, your hips bucking against him as he tugged your shirt over your head, he groaned softly at the sight of your bare breasts. He hadn’t even noticed you weren't wearing a bra.

“Beautiful, isn’t she?” Eddie chuckled, now having snuck his hand under his sweats and boxers and was running his fist over the pink tip of his hardened dick, precum shimmering.

“More than I ever could have imagined…fucking perfect.” Steve rambled, twisting your hardened nipples between his fingers as you trembled under his touch.

You were becoming increasingly impatient and desperate, Steve’s fingers working expertly at your breasts while you grinded against his dick, you didn't need to see it to be intimidated, the curved shape even clothed made you twitch and mumble incoherently.

You were going to cum and soon if you kept this up, all the tension and stress had built up all in this moment.

Steve was reluctantly not far behind and knew he wouldn’t last long like this. It all felt like a dream to him. He wanted to take care of you, make you come undone and eyes roll back. He wanted to leave you breathless.

“Someone is a bit needy, huh?” Steve grinned, tilting his head to the side with a shimmer in his eye as he dropped one of his hands to your thigh, his thumb running over your inner thigh before they trailed over the soaked front of your thin shorts. All while he flipped your nipple back and forth, his long fingers pressing against your cunt and massaging your puffy clit through your clothes.

“Better give her what she wants, Stevie. Our girl gets impatient, likes to misbehave.” Eddie chuckled darkly.

Our girl.

Those words only made you feel more light headed as Steve gently moved you off his lap so he could tug your soaked shorts off, leaving you completely nude. This was all so foreign and strange and yet you fell into it with ease as Steve tugged off his clothes as well before he guided you back onto his lap, your back pressed against his chest this time as his hands trailed over your body, his hard dick pressing unavoidable against your puffy lips.

“Wanna give Eddie a good view, hm?” Steve mumbled in your hair as he brushed his teeth over the spongy part of your throat.

‘Y-yes…” You blushed, eyes locking with Eddie’s as you struggled to keep your composer. Steve slid his hand down your front before he pressed his fingers to your clit, grinding his dick against your slick cunt as he did. Your mouth fell agape slightly, legs trembling for a moment.

“Fuck…” Eddie threw his head back, jaw tight as he watched you both closely, he could hardly move. It was by far the hottest thing he had ever seen.

You felt your orgasm approach rapidly as Steve ground his dick along your cunt, the curve and bumps along his dick along sending sharp waves of hot pleasure over you. His long, precise fingers worked against your clit.

“Stevie…” You mumbled, drunk on his touch. “Please…fuck me.” You whimpered, glancing back at him with teary eyes.

“Think you can handle me, princess? I wouldn’t want to hurt a sweet little thing like you.”

“Yes, please.” You pouted a bit, shooting a glare at Eddie when he chuckled.

“Spoiled little princess, like I said.” Eddie snorted, though he desperately wanted to watch Steve fuck your perfect pussy.

Steve was bigger than you ever could’ve guessed and when he pressed his tip into your soaked cunt you were squirming and trembling as he held your hips still. You panted, chest rising and falling as he fucked you with just his tip, letting you adjust to his size for a moment.

Your walls tightened and closed around him, Steve having to prevent himself from painting your inner walls right there. Steve pressed his fingers against your clit as he fucked into you, his dick pressing deeper and deeper inside before he was fully in, a slight bulge from where his dick nestled inside of you, tears stinging your eyes at the fullness.

“Fuck you feel so good-fuck.” Steve rambled, almost drunkenly as he finally moved his hips, his dick pulling completely out of you before sliding fully back in, poking your belly and bulging the skin yet again.

Eddie was seconds from finishing, your belly enlarged from Steve’s dick fucking into you slow and steady at first before you brought your hips down to meet Steve’s and he knew you could handle more, he gripped your hips and matched your pace, his head leaning back as his dick pressed and stung your walls, that familiar heat building more and more rapidly before you were whimpering, mumbling and coming undone around Steve’s dick, the two men not far behind you as your walls tightened around Steve’s dick and he came with a start, grunting loudly and eyes squeezing shut as he fucked his cum deep into your cunt.

Eddie came in his hand and over his lap as he panted, eyes never leaving the sight on the couch in front of him.

“Think you can handle us both next time, sweetheart?” Eddie chuckled.

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[singeart]

20 Writer Questions

Thank you @mytardisisparked for tagging me!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

An astounding 20! I never thought I'd write this many haha

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

79,836

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly Star Trek Voyager and The X Files! I always thought about writing for Once Upon A Time but never felt a strong enough calling- I'm pretty happy with how Captain Swan played out ;)

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

+ A Flower for Everytime I Think of You (chlonath from Miraculous Ladybug, I miss how popular this ship was ;-; I feel like I can't find anything new for it on here)

(the rest are from Voyager~)

+ Two Shorten the Road

+ Suspension

+ Compote

+ Gold Rush

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yeah for the most part! Especially if people point out a certain part they liked I live for that!!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I am a happy ending girlie, all the angst happens in the middle of my fics lol. That being said, I think For That Which Ails You could be considered a little angsty at the end because Scully is still terminally ill, nothing has actually changed, and Mulder wasn't there when she woke up. There's a bit of melancholy to it!

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably Compote! Fluffy throughout and then they share a laugh and a Moment tm at the end of it

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Thankfully no!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Writing kisses is hard enough lmao. I also just don't want to

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

No I've never even thought about doing that! Voyager x X Files would be so fun though

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge, though yeah AI has probably scanned some of my works

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? 

Nay

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have not, technically, but brainstorming with the bestie and mutuals is always great for inspiration!!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

I can't choose, Janeway x Chakotay and Mulder x Scully are both profound to meee

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Well...I had this idea for a Admiral Janeway centered fic but I don't think it's going to happen. Also a couple of AU ideas for J/C but eh they don't feel original enough u_u

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue babey, I think!! And the little meaningful exchanges that come with? I also think I can write subtle funny stuff pretty well though maybe it's only noticeable to me haha

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Describing a scene, I never do I am relying on the reader's imagination LOL

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Never had a reason to, not that I'm fluent in anything else :/

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Miraculous Ladybug ^_^

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I think it's still Kathryn Janeway, PI because I loove the idea of her playing detective and writing from Chakotay's pov was a nice challenge for me, but Hastilude is coming in at a close second... I really enjoyed coming up with a case that Mulder and Scully had to solve and figuring out how all the pieces fit together, plus I got to put them in silly little outfits, what's not to like?

Tagging: the user reading this!! seriously I want to know :3c

[pesterloglog]

Latula Pyrope, Meenah Peixes, Kankri Vantas, Porrim Maryam, Aradiabot, Vriska Serket, Sollux Captor, Aradia Megido, Equius Zahhak, Mituna Captor, Kurloz Makara, Cronus Ampora, Feferi Peixes, Meulin Leijon, Nepeta Leijon, Eridan Ampora, Rufioh Nitram, Damara Megido, Horuss Zahhak, Karkat Vantas, Tavros Nitram, Gamzee Makara, Terezi Pyrope

Act 6, page 5427

LATULA: wooooo, 4w y34h grlz, h34rd you w3r3 st4rt1ng 4 p4rty ov3r h3r3??? >XD

MEENAH: no its not a party its...

KANKRI: Hm. I see s9me9ne has ch9sen t9 dress as a pirate f9r this party, in spite 9f the negative ass9ciati9ns that the 9ld marauding classes have with vi9lent a6use, 9ppressi9n, n9t even t9 mention

MEENAH: ARRRRRGH DUD-E GTFO

LATULA: yo porr1m! n1c3 costum3! w4y to ch4ng3 1nto someth1ng on such short not1ce. H1 F1V3!!!!

PORRIM: What? No+, this isn't a co+stume. It's just what I was wearing. I came o+ver here to+ see what all the co+mmo+ti+n was about.

LATULA: d4mn grl you just look1ng f1n3 for th3 h3ll of 1t th3n! GRL POW3R!!!

PORRIM: Uh... sure. So+ this is a party? So+unds like fun!

MEENAH: no its not a party gfd 38(

ARADIABOT: lets annihilate them

ARADIABOT: yes lets. i am in the m00d t0 ruin s0meb0dy

VRISKA: Right on! I knew I could count on you crazy metal 8roads for some mayhem.

SOLLUX: hey aradia, uh... y0ur rob0 clones l0ok like they're ab0ut to flip the fuck 0ut. they're making me nervous, eheheh. can you try talking s0me sense into them?

ARADIA: sorry sollux my robotic duplicates have always been free agents totally exempt from my influence and better judgement

ARADIA: equius do you think you can calm them down?

EQUIUS: D --> They are pernickety devices

EQUIUS: D --> Often sweat seeps into their circuitry and causes them to behave more erratically

EQUIUS: D --> Which unfortunately only causes me to sweat even more profusely, I am afraid

ARADIA: equius weve never talked about it but im not sure how comfortable i am with you um... courting such a great plurality of my mechanical doubles

EQUIUS: D --> On a scale of 1 to 100, how depraved would you say you find my behavior?

EQUIUS: D --> (please be 100, please be 100...)

ARADIA: i never should have kissed you that time it was such a mistake :(

EQUIUS: D --> (I NEED A TOWEL)

EQUIUS: D --> (A NEW ONE I MEAN)

MITUNA: HA7H 4NYW0NG 533N MY H4ML37

KURLOZ: :o)

MITUNA: 000H WH04 N1C3 C057UM3 8UDDY

KURLOZ: :o)

CRONUS: (be quiet. by saying anything youre really making a horrible impression on people we should be trying to impress here.)

MITUNA: 1M 50RRY

CRONUS: (ill forgivwe you, but this is the last time i evwer do. im at my vwits end with you.)

MITUNA: 1M 50RRY PL3453 PL3453 F04G1V3 M3 4G4IN

FEFERI: GLUB! (whoops, i mean glub. oh gosh, it's my ancestor!)

FEFERI: (i'm so nervous, i can't let her notice me. she's so unbubbleivably cool! *swoonami*)

MEENAH: (ah snap its my ancestor. wish i didnt notice her)

MEENAH: (must... suppress... urge... to murder her for royal supremacy omg)

MEULIN: (^·ω·^) < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

NEPETA: :33 < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

MEULIN: (^·o·^)/ < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

NEPETA: :33 < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

MEULIN: (=^ω^=) < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

ERIDAN: wwhoa man could you maybe stop bumpin me wwith your codpiece

CRONUS: sorry chief, honest misake. so are you doing anything later?

ERIDAN: wwait are you actually seriously hittin on me

ERIDAN: wwoww dude evven i think youre trash

CRONUS: im a cool enough cat if you get to know me. you didnt ansvwer the question.

ERIDAN: sigh fine lets go out on a date i guess. flippin amazin this tragic scenarios wwhat i been reduced to

MEENAH: H-EY! everyone stay on the right goddamn sides. cronus im lookin at you

VRISKA: Yeah! Nepeta, 8ack in line. You people need to start taking this 8rawl more seriously.

RUFIOH: yo my gangstas! d1d 1 hear you were go1ng off to f1ght a ghost k1ll1ng demon...

RUFIOH: m1nd 1f 1 tag along... 1've been hop1ng for a chance to put an end to my cruel joke of an ex1stence... haha... bangarang.

VRISKA: Hell yes! On this team I have a MAJOR need for expenda8le people.

MEULIN: (^·o·^) HORSEBODY!RUFIOH, DON'T BE SUCH A DOWNER! DIDN'T YOU GET THE MEOWMO? THIS IS NOT A CATFIGHT, IT'S A COSTUME PURRTY!!!

MEENAH: no no it really is a catfight. or i mean a regular fight... urrgh

KANKRI: Meulin, it w9uld 6e great if y9u didn't use this party as a platf9rm t9 engage in suicide shaming. I think Rufi9h is triggered en9ugh as it is having t9 live with the hein9us 69dy 9f a metal h9rse.

DAMARA: これは何? ハロウィーンの乱交? [What is this? A Halloween orgy?]

VRISKA: Are you fuckers deaf???????? This 8n't a party!

MEULIN: (^._.^) ...

PORRIM: Ho+rrus, yo+ur o+utfit lo+o+ks nice, but so+rry to+ say it was a false alarm. It's no+t a co+ stume party.

HORUSS: 8=D < This isn't a costume. I am literally a majestic stallion, and my appearance refle% this noble reality.

PORRIM: Ah. Go+tcha. Hey guys, can I be o+n the o+ther team?

KANAYA: Yes!

MEENAH: no!!!!!!!!!!

KARKAT: THIS GATHERING HAS COMPLETELY BLOWN AWAY MY ABILITY TO TOLERATE STUPIDITY AND AWFULNESS. GET ME THE FUCK OUTTA HERE.

KARKAT: GOD DAMN IT. THE CROWD IS GETTING TOO THICK, I CAN'T EVEN GET AWAY FROM THIS SHIT. EVERYBODY FUCKING MOVE!!!

TAVROS: eXCUSE ME, oTHER PEOPLE,

TAVROS: wHO ARE ME, aND OTHERWISE,

GAMZEE: honk.

TAVROS: hAVE YOU SEEN, a BEAUTIFUL TREASURE ON THE FLOOR,

TAVROS: tHAT IS MORE SPECIFICALLY A RING,

TEREZI: K4RK4T, SHUT UP, TH1S 1S GR34T!

TEREZI: W3 N33D TO G3T MOR3 P3OPL3 J4MM3D 1NTO TH1S SW33T F1GHTP4RTY M4SQU3R4D3! >:]

[azumasoroshi]

minidura chapter 11 react

ok i found chapter 11 translated by amnemonie on tumblr (thank you thank you thank you and if you want me to take this down i will!!) but there's no guarantee ill be able to find the rest lmAOo we'll see

HOT MAN!!! HOT MAN

i mean what no pathetic sopping wet man

cat face izaya i thought id never see you again

man after realizing there's a minidura tag i saw a post that was like "i wish minidura got animated like bsd wan" and like. YEAH. PLEASE

it would be the perfect revival of the durarara fandom pleaseeeeeee do it for meeeeeeee we could revive durarara like we revived trigun

and i need shizuo izaya and shinra cooking together being animated. please

anyway izaya looks like he really doesnt wanna be here in that last panel and i mildly spoiled myself on the comments/reblogs saying this one is really mean to izaya which you know i live for. [cracks knuckles] i hope he gets hit by a truck but like an emotional one because that's the only one he'd really react to

oh god he's more pathetic than i thought he'd be

they're really looking at him like "damn bitch you good" which is fair

bro summoned up all his courage to ask 😭rip bozo

??????????? THEY TOLD YOU HE'D BE WITH THEM

izaya simultaneously has the best social skills known to man and the WORST social skills known to man

ill never stop bringing this up but. now presenting orihara "i love humans because they're so unpredictable" izaya getting fucked by humans' predictability everybody

and here we see izaya walking awkwardly in his natural habitat, trying to eat cake with high schoolers /j

kadota casually calling out izaya on his bullshit bkgjdSGKHDSHds

he just wants to eat cakeeeee someone go with him

not me though i wouldnt be caught dead with that man

i swear walker's face gets longer every time i see him and it tickles me so much

aaaand cue shizuo on stage right

god bless erika for suggesting that he invite shizuo cuz id have done it myself

also "just today". are you implying that you want to see shizuo every other day. izaya.

WAIT

WAIT IS TODAY IZAYA'S BIRTHDAY

OH

oh my god thats actually sad okay

id say to ask namie but namie probably rejected him already without even letting him finish the question bkfdgjhgf

shinra keeping up the stupid anniversaries trend from that other chapter we love a consistent malewife

man shiki he wasnt even here for work 😭 at least he got some food although karasumi does not look that good if im being honest

at least compared to cake

shinraaaa you FORGOTTTT

may 4th is the date of my statistics exam but i swear ill celebrate it for you izaya. ill even mark it down on my calendar

oh 💀 namie is as delusional as i am. love that for her

he's even singing to himself ohhhhh poor baby...(i say this as if i'm not grinning wildly to myself in my room rn)

i swear i feel bad for him but he's so fun to bully

man i remember those fics where shizuo was the only one to remember izaya's birthday bgkjhfdgfd i guess those were founded from somewhere (even if his gifts were things like 'not chasing him today' or sending him black roses)

oh my god 😭 he's so desperate at this point i didnt think he'd actually be happy to see shizu-chan

even grabbing him by the arms bkgdssdkahdskjhgsdsd

this is gonna end badly though if the comments/reblogs i read have anything to say about it

😭yep the izaya bullying is real

SHIZUO NOOOOOOOOOOOO THATS BASICALLY THE WHOLE CAKE

izaya's conscious too 💀 MAN

part of me feels like this is narita's personal revenge against the shizaya fans in his fanbase askdbgskjhsdhgsd shizuo needs to be extra cruel to prove he's not gay

he's so happy to just get birthday textssssss this is so sad

[neon-junkie]

Why can’t this be Love? - Chpt.9

Summary: You’ve never really fit in, despite trying, despite being on the cheerleading team, despite awkwardly socialising with the popular crowd. It’s not for you - these people aren’t for you. Yet, you don’t know how to escape! Do you continue following a dead end? Or finally break away?

The answer is made for you after your ‘date,’ a boy on the basketball team, bails on you, and uninvites you from some stupid basketball after party. Whatever, that’s fine. But what’s not fine is the agonisingly long walk home. Oh, in the dark, late at night!

However, your saviour finds you, and not only does he save you from walking home alone, but the conflicting feelings that you’ve spent the last few years with.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female Cheerleader Reader

Reader Description: Reader is female and uses she/her pronouns. Not much detail is given about her appearance, other than she wears heavy eyeliner, and is clearly an outcast that is trying to fit in.

Word count: 2k

Tags: Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Slow burn, Awkward flirting, Drinking, Angst, Comfort, Generic High School Bullying, Denial of feelings, Feelings realisation.

[Chapter 1]  [Read on AO3]  [Chapter 10]

Notes: Sorry for the small delay in posting. I've been ill recently with ??? a virus ??? food poisoning ??? babygirl I have no idea, but I'm mostly back to full health!! This is a somewhat short chapter to build up to another juicy one >:3 Also, thank y'all for all the love and support!! I'm really happy to hear that I'm writing Eddie in character. I re-watched S4 whilst I was ill, so that's helped me get into his vibe even more. Also, that boy totally has ADHD, and I love that because omgsammeeee!!!

Chapter 9 - Fury

Swinging your backpack over your shoulder, you finally leave the house, storming around the corner to where Eddie's van is parked, waiting to carpool you to school. The grip on your shoulder straps are tighter than they've ever been, burning the fabric into ash as rage and fury consume your body.

Grounded - really? Fucking hell, how old do they think you are? Twelve?!

Eddie can sense your frustration as he notices you stomping over. He rolls the window down and calls out, "everything okay, Princess?"

"You're not going to believe this," you scoff, and climb up into his van, accidentally closing the passenger door rather aggressively.

Eddie doesn't seem to mind, too fixated on your current mood. He turns the music down and awaits your rant, which is visually bubbling over through your expression, bursting at the seems.

"I'm grounded," you scoff. Your eyes widen in bewilderment, in pure shock that they have the audacity to attempt such a thing! You turn and look at Eddie, ready to begin your unruly vent, when the sight of a bruise on his face causes your thoughts to sway far off track. "Eddie, your eye-" you point out.

"-It's fine, Princess," Eddie scoffs with a light wave of his hand. "I'm sure Jason's balls look much worse."

With a soft laugh, you reach across and place your fingertips beneath Eddie's chin. He allows you to tilt his head, analysing the blotches and light swelling just above his cheek bone from where Jason punched him the night prior. It's far tamer than you imagined, and can hopefully be covered up by his wild curls and choppy bangs.

Hopefully.

"Did you put ice on it?" you question, moving your hand away.

"Peas, Sweetheart. Ice is a luxury that this man cannot afford," he grins. Eddie's expression relaxes as he gestures to you whilst asking, "So, uh, back to the main plot line here?"

"...oh, yeah! I'm grounded," you scoff, returning to your previous enraged state.

"Grounded?" Eddie repeats with a raised brow and an uncertain laugh, as if he didn't hear your words right. "As in, mommy and daddy said you can't hang out with your friends tonight?"

"Exactly!" you practically screech, your hand flailing with frustration. "I am old enough to drive, and own a property, but they still think I'm groundable?!"

Eddie lets out a nervous chuckle, soaking in the situation. Shit, at least he has a minor advantage to practically living alone, forever ungroundable, let alone untameable! "Why?" Eddie ponders. "What happened?"

You take in a deeeeep breath, your eyes fluttering shut as you inhale, only for them to finally open once you've exhaled. Your bunched up fists flex out, and you rest them on your thighs as you attempt to steady your anger. "Where do I begin?" you say with a fake laugh, acting all sweet and innocent.

"So, my grandparents came over last night after school, and my parents told me to come home early that morning so I could see them. Well, I obviously missed that," you sigh, gritting your teeth as you speak.

Eddie remains silent, waiting for you to lead up to the breaking point...

"My grandparents didn't mind, but my parents did! And to make things worse, the School called, and informed them about the little altercation that I got into..." you mock, putting a babyish tone on through your exaggerated words.

"Shit," Eddie curses under his breath. His hand comes up to rub his face, and only now do you realise that the faint thumping sound in the background is Eddie's foot subconsciously tapping against the floor.

"Yeah, shit indeed," you nod. "They made it clear that they're 'not mad at me,'" you explain with hand quotation marks, "but I did 'assault a girl,' which is the main reason why I need to be 'punished.'"

"Assault? Punished?!" Eddie scoffs, feeling nothing but empathy and rage. He shifts about in his seat, and takes in a swift deep breath, calming his nerves before he can consider storming back into your house and cursing your parents out. "Britney started on you, babe. Do your parents-"

"-yeah, they know exactly what happened," you interrupt, knowing exactly what Eddie was about to ask. "But they said I should have 'walked away.'" you explain with another set of hand quotation marks, and a mocking tone.

Eddie sucks in another deep breath as his fingers strum against the steering wheel, processing your wild turn of events... and it's barely 7am! "Walked away, huh?" Eddie ponders with a slow nod. "I don't mean to be rude, but uh... aren't your parents a little out of touch?"

"You're tellin' me," you groan. "I mean, my dad did try to argue that I was only defending myself, but my mom is the ruler of the household..."

"Ah," Eddie nods. "As much as I love non-traditional values, it seems that this hasn't been in your favour."

"Yep," you throw your hands up into the air in frustration, although you're no longer seeing red after venting to Eddie. Who knows? Maybe you'll replace Miss Kelly with Eddie, seeing as he's somehow calmed your anger faster than she ever has - as much as you like her!

Another deep sigh trails from your lips, and once you're somewhat perked up, you question his little joke, "non-traditional values?"

"Yeah, you know," Eddie explains with a wave of his hand. "The woman stays at home to cook and clean, whilst the man goes out to earn money, and fuck other women on the side. That kind of shit," he shrugs, and decides that it's time to get a move on. His van rumbles to life, and Eddie's hand finds the clutch as he begins the pesky journey to school.

You let out a soft laugh, shaking your head in the progress. "So, you'd be fine swapping roles? Cooking and cleaning whilst I go out and make all the cash?"

Eddie snickers with you, "you haven't seen the state of my trailer, Sweetheart."

"You're right," you nod, dreading to think of the unruly mess that his trailer must be in. Well, his uncle's trailer. Surely his Uncle isn't as much of a bum? Eddie, however, looks like the type to live in piles of clutter.

Maybe he'd tidy up, just for you?

"I was... uh," Eddie pauses, and pretends to focus on the road, shifting in his seat. "...I was going to invite you over later, but I guess mommy and daddy don't want you hangin' around with bad boys?"

"Eddie Munson," you chuckle, "you are far from a bad boy!"

Eddie clutches his chest in shock as his mouth gapes open, ever-so-offended at your words! "I'm not a bad boy?" he scoffs. "B-but... my taste in music? And my Satanic style? And I even grew my hair out?!"

The anger that was bubbling in your veins has settled down, and warmth swells up in your chest as you burst out into laugher. "See!" you point. "You are such a sap, Eddie!"

"You think so?" Eddie questions as he raises his brow. He grins when you nod in agreement, and lets out a theatrical sigh. "Phew! That's the image I was aiming for!"

Again and again, you find yourself laughing along with Eddie Munson, Hawkins lead Satanist, the man that brings fear to all with his puppy dog eyes and cheesy smile. How anyone can portray him as a devil is beyond you. Yet, they don't know the real Eddie, or Eddie at all!

Once your laughter has calmed down, Eddie speaks up again. "Seriously, I was going to ask you ou- over! I was going to ask you to come over tonight," Eddie sheepishly chuckles, and mumbles something under his breath about not being awake yet.

"I can't tonight," you shrug, pursing your lips in annoyance.

Eddie ponders as he slows his van down, pulling up to the School's drive away. "Ten points per student?" he questions, vaguely gesturing to the students walking on the path.

"Twenty if they're in our year," you giggle back.

Eddie wickedly grins as he notices a certain someone walking up the path, and rather than doing everybody a favour by running her over, he, instead, honks his horn. Britney, that bitch, jumps higher than the moon at the sudden noise, and tears begin flowing from your eyes as both of you burst into laughter.

Britney knows damn well who's just scared her soul out of her body, (if she even has one,) seeing as Eddie's van is well recognisable. An angry scream can be heard in the distance, "freaks!" which only makes you and Eddie laugh harder.

Parking is a challenge, considering Eddie can barely see through his glossy vision, even after multiple attempts of wiping away his laughter-induced tears. Finally, the engine falls silent, and his curls bounce as he turns to look at you.

"You could sneak out," Eddie wildly states.

You scoff at his suggestion, "not a chance. Have you met my parents?"

"Not yet," Eddie mutters under his breath. His leg begins subconsciously bouncing, and Eddie's fingertips find his rings as he fidgets with them. "How about I sneak in, then?"

Again, you scoff. This isn't a movie, or one of his silly D&D campaigns. A plan like that would never work! There's not a chance that Eddie can sneak in, and if he somehow manages it, he'll be discovered within seconds, seeing as you can't control your laughter around him!

"Still not a chance, Eddie," you sigh, wishing it were possible.

"Your window faces the front of the house, doesn't it?" Eddie queries.

Your eyes narrow suspiciously, "how do you know that?"

Eddie waves his hand through the air as he brushes you off, "I like to watch you sleep, but that's besides the point. There's a flower fence below your window, and little do you know, I'm Hawkins champion at flower fence climbing," Eddie proudly states, and gestures to his unmistakable flower fence climbing build. Clearly he was made for a challenge like this!

Your hands meet your face, and a deep groan escapes your lips as you question Eddie's little game plan. "It's doable," you agree, "but if we're caught, then my parents will turn you into Hawkins most wanted man."

"I'm, uh, pretty certain that I also have that achievement," Eddie says with a wink. "But I'm only going to break in if you want me to."

Your hands cross your chess as you play every scenario out in your mind. Eddie is vaguely likely to be caught climbing the fence, but what concerns you the most is how loud you two are when together. You're constant giggling messes, who struggle to keep the noise down, even more so when tension is running high.

You're bound to get caught, but then again, what if you don't get caught?

What if Eddie romantically sneaks into your bedroom, and spends the night monging out with you?

Do you really want to take the risk?

"Fine," you sigh in agreement. "But I won't be able to bail you out of prison when you get caught."

Eddie shrugs, his curls bouncing with the movement, "That's fine, just visit me from time to time!"

With that, and the sound of the School bell ringing, Eddie springs out of his van, and rushes around to assist you out of the passenger's side. As you take Eddie's hand, climbing down from the totally-not-steep step, Eddie asks, "Does six work for you?"

"My family has dinner at six," you groan.

"Seven?" Eddie suggests.

"Seven, it is."

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First Lines of 10 Fics Game

Rules: share the first lines of 10 of your most recent fanfics and then tag 10 people. If you have written fewer than 10 fics, don’t be shy and share anyways :)

I was tagged by the lovely @callieb this time around.

1. definitely better than being dead (on Ao3)

When Billy comes to, everything hurts. He keeps his eyes closed, even though the space around him feels dark, and slowly takes a tally of where it hurts: hands, sides, chest, back, feet too...

He listens to the noises in the room and the regular beeping of a machine close by tells him he’s in a hospital.

Huh.

This is new.

Neil never lets him go to the hospital, not unless he absolutely has to, like that time before they left Cali—no, not thinking about that.

2. Steve's pick (on Ao3) (Billy Hargrove Bingo)

“So you’ll do it?”

Steve sighed, wishing his shift would end already so he could go home and crash, instead of listening to whatever issue Dustin had had with Mike fucking Wheeler. Again. He looked at the clock. Half an hour to go. Wednesday afternoon shifts usually dragged but this one had to be the worst one ever.

“Steve? Are you even listening to me?”

“Yeah, yeah, Dustin, fine, whatever.” He rolled his eyes, never happier that the shop was currently deserted. He guessed that everyone was at the movies, catching the new releases. Lucky them.

“Steeeeeeeve!”

Henderson’s whiny voice pulled him back into the present.

“Oh my god, what? I’m at work, you know that right?”

“I am aware. But I also know there is no one there. It’s Wednesday, Steve. So will you tell Mike you agree we should let Max in the Party?”

Steve heard the bell chime when a customer walked in so he looked up and who the fuck was the sex god who’d just walked into Family Video?

3. finding peace together (on Ao3)

Then one day Steve shows up.

Because there's nothing keeping him in Hawkins anymore and he's had enough of the cold and the monsters and he always wanted to see the ocean.

And slowly Steve and Billy become friends. And Steve is absolute rubbish at surfing but it's okay because every time he falls off the board, it makes Billy laugh.

And Steve comes to realise that's his favourite sound. He can't wait to finish work every day and meet Billy at the beach. He lives to hear him cackle when he gets rolled by a wave.

4. a frankly ill-timed visit (on Ao3)

Steve stretches as he wakes up, arm reaching beside him to find the bed is cold. He knows it’s not very late by the way the sun doesn’t quite reach into the room yet. Billy always gets up so early, even when they’re up half the night making love to each other.

Steve yawns and stretches as he finishes waking up. His body is sore in that pleasurable way that says ‘I had a really good time last night’. He can smell the enticing aroma of fresh coffee and slowly realises that the noise he can hear coming from downstairs is actually voices.

Plural.

5. never fall for a straight guy (on Ao3)

Billy is browsing the movies in the Horror section at Family Video, trying to find something Max hasn’t seen yet, when he hears Harrington whisper from the counter.

“You deal with him.”

“Steve…” Buckley whines and Billy moves closer to the head of the aisle so he can hear better, while still pretending to be oblivious and looking at the titles.

“No, Rob. I can’t. Not after…” Harrington stops and Billy feels a pang in his chest.

6. Steve can't take it anymore (on Ao3)

"I've been waiting to meet this King Steve everyone has been telling me so much about."

There's blood on Billy's lip and Steve wants to wipe it off with his thumb.

"Get out"

He presses two fingers onto Billy's chest and gives a little shove. The skin is soft. And warm. So warm even though it's October and Billy's shirt is unbuttoned.

Billy stares, his tongue coming out to wipe his bottom lip, murder in his eyes.

Steve can't take it anymore. If the guy is gonna kill him, might as well give him a reason to. So Steve gives into the urge he's been fighting since he saw Billy in the carpark on that first day of school. Before he can second guess himself, he grabs both sides of the collar of Billy's shirt, pulls him close and plants his lips on the other guy's mouth.

7. wake me up (on Ao3)

"Billy?" Steve wipes the sleep from his eyes and tries to remember where he is. He feels really good but isn't sure why.

His boyfriend's muffled reply provides an answer.

8. we talked about this (on Ao3)

“Oh my god, pretty boy, just fucking do it already.”

Max freezes in her tracks in front of Billy's door, the juice in her cup sloshing from the sudden stop.

9. only the best (on Ao3)

"Munson!"

Steve looked up when he heard the familiar voice. Wasn't he supposed to be at work? "Billy?"

Sure enough, Billy was making his way through the trees to where Steve was sitting with Eddie Munson.

10. DELIGHTFUL (part of my Harringrove Micro Poems series on Ao3)

Daily loving casual touches getting bolder

Envying other couples who don’t need to hide

Languishing to be away from prying eyes

Wow.

I have more I'm working on , including fics for @billyhargrovebingo and the fic for the @harringrovezine and my @harringrovebigbang fic too!

Watch this space!!

no pressure tagging @discodeviant @spaceofentropy @thissortofsorcery @intothedysphoria @half-oz-eddie

[cleverpaws]

NOT. a generation loss blog

dee en eye if you support that man and that skeleton and what they did in that cage..

actually im keeping the title like that its so fucking funny to me

salutation i am michael (he/they/neos) and uh. get intro post'd x100 - aroace and aplspec fool - bi and/or gay whichever is more comedically convenient - nonbinary dude 🎸🎸⚡⚡⚡⚡ there's no comma there for a reason - vaguely loveless <22222 peace and life - average library volunqueer - king of the wildly inconsistent art & writing styles <- Update we figured out why this was. you'll never guess - cartoonist 💯💯 - your local Mongoose - serial daydreaming problem - introvert??? extrovert???? i'm normal, thanks - AuDHD & NPD probably & probably like 1 million gazillion other Things at this point - the #1 hetch fan (shares this title with 3 of my beloved mutuals) - plural btw. i will now gaslight the internet into thinking i was open about this the whole time and you all just missed it

I RUN @showfallmanagement AND @lostnfounder THE SHOWFALL ASKBLOGS!!! COME SAY HI!!!

ALSO MORE RECENTLY STARTED @notslmccl do NOT go look at "chase" and do NOT poke him with sticks

dream team fans and harry potter fans you are not welcome here!! TRANSGENDER BLAST RAHH 💥💥

also no, people who think queer labels can "contradict" each other you are not welcome here either 💥💥💥 * my bi gay aroace nonbinary guy energy explodes you x100 *

things i am not normal about: - GENLOSS!!!!!!!!!! - ^ and, by extension, ENCOREVERSE!!!!!!!! - BITB!!!!!!!! - JRWI IN GENERAL I JUST PUT BITB FIRST!!!! - PSYCHOLOGY!! - MINECRAFT!!!!! - SPLATOON!! - ANGELS JUST LIKE AS A CONCEPT!!!!!!!!! - BODY HORROR!!!!!

things i am actually somewhat normal about (casual interests): - Studio Ghibli movies - Spirited Away, My Neighbor Totoro, Kiki's Delivery Service - cartoons (GF, TOH, Hilda, Amphibia, OtGW, Bee n Puppycat) - everywhere at the end of time - little nightmares!! - indie animation usually - ranboo in general somewhat - still sort of the dsmp - video essays!!!!!! esp horror video essays

i tag any and all posts that contain hetch with "#hetch generation loss" and any and all remotely sneeg/frank related posts with. shocker. "#sneeg/frank" go nuts gay people ("#asks" are also tagged)

(and if you go through "#saving this" you will find my many artist resources, recipes, and the occasional Insanely Good Post i think about every day)

ALSO!!! im like Never serious on here ever but just 4 the record (i dont even know if anyone will see this) please do not call me ur friend if i dont know you!! 😭 im aplatonic and while i do still have ppl i consider friends its personally just weird for me to be forced into friendships by people i literally havent interacted with that much (even if we're mutuals!!!!! sah ree guys) (saying stuff like "my friend" at the end of msgs in like that semi joking tone is fine though lol)

how ever...... mutuals r totally free 2 ask for my discord or msg me on here 💯💯

also if you EVER need me to explain any encoreverse lore to you i will drop everything to do so 😍😍

(all banners n images r mine except the mcytblr sexyman voted one by @/tmmyhug and the sonic narc abuse one by @/nicepersondisorder)

skittering sounds alright ill get out of your hair . the particles aren't though. yeah sorry man they uh. they really get stuck in there. sorry

[minheeskitten]

"2k is long" is also nonsense i'm so sorry 😭 2k is barely anything if you're trying to introduce an AU and actually flesh in a setting and especially if you're trying to show different personality traits 😭 your fic are mostly AUs with really well thought out lore, and it needs the word count to breathe and establish everything. if someone's attention span is too short to read more than - what - 2 pages? that's their problem, not yours! fwiw, my fic lengths range with the shortest starting at around 5k and the longest getting close to 30k and i have never had anyone leave a complaint about the length! people are more than willing to sit through 10k+ just to get to the smutty stuff, and they usually end up enjoying the rest of the fic as well. do not worry about it! you're doing just fine 🩷

I don't often look at the length of a fic unless im updating someone on how long its getting. My shortest wip is 100 words. And. Ive posted it to here bcs i feel it'll never be finished.

If it does get finished eventually then i will post it as a fic but. Until then it sits in my drafts.

My fics almost always include worldbuilding to at least 3k now. Though not all of them were like that.

Do you want in on a secret? I don't think out the world for my aus. It fleshes itself out. I think on what may happen n go from there. The story writes itself. I am just a vessel for the words and visions.

I am absolutely terrible at worldbuilding if im doing it consciously.

Its why i have visible headcanons for idols. But i just can't put them into words haha.

The most i think through is 'what sort of details would enhance this and make it better to read'

And then thats where i go from!

Siren!ivan was originally supposed to be more non-con than it is rn. The consent is not proper consent tho but thats bcs. Well. Siren wants what he wants and he will convince dann to give it to him.

Though. Thats a little bit of a spoiler. It is going to be tagged accordingly. Don't worry ill tag fics right.

The fic i thought through the most, probably is one ive not even started wtiting. The dissection fic. I gotta do all sorts of research so i can make sure its accurate and well done.

Which unfortunately means i gotta look at anatomy from a more medical standpoint. Need to go find a book for that..

The first fic i put out actually has a very strong plot hole. That i told myself id patch before posting it but. I didn't.

That plot hole was the reasoning as to why ivan was doing that to hwon. It has a very weak reason and i could absolutely fix it now. But. Not this year.

I write ab 5k minimum most of the time haha. I prefer letting the story fill itself out n then helping fine tune details. Its why i really can't tell you how long a fic may be.

So far my longest fic is 16k words. Published. Theres more unpublished. That's for the abandoned but not orphaned one.

I may return to it eventually. That's why i didn't wanna orphan it.

All of my fics stop at a point they organically would have stopped at. When i feel it can't really take another scene. I end it. That usually leaves spaces for part twos to them as well!

But i like exploring aus as i write them.

Fun fact! I write aus bcs im worried that if i do anything else i may accidentally copy someone else's idea.

I do get inspired by the other kd writers. Oh gods do i get inspired.

Lee, lunar, eve, even erin, who encourages the hwonicide. They all inspire me in their own ways. Does that usually come in the form of a prompt to note down asap? Yeah.

But other ways are helping with details for fics. And they are all very welcome to chat ab fics w me. I don't steal ideas. Not without permission and changing it to be my own.

I have a prompt that is inspired by eve's fic Clear My Mind (eve is karmacumover btw!)

But it is different. I may show her the prompt itself if she wants to see it haha.

But i love working on fics. Even if I can't be proud of them as a 'look i made this!' i can still look at the work and go 'yeah. Thats good.'

Thank you lee for helping me figure out how to do that. It was amazing to be able to step back and go 'thats a good story' if i removed myself from it.

The lee im referring to here is intenselysalmon. So she knows who im referring to.

One day. One day my goal is to be proud of how much I've written. Of what I've written.

Its a goal i think is far away. But the more i talk to other writers. The more i realize.

Im not as bad at writing as i think i am.

Honestly id never even considered myself a good writer, until i asked writers like lee and erin their feedback on my works. And they both said i write well. Maybe a little dialogue heavy but. Thats fine i can work on it.

Im doing my best. And im trying to ensure i continue getting better.

The more i talk to other writers and see how they talk ab my writing. The more i go. 'maybe im too harsh on myself' but. As they say, you are your own worst critic.

Honestly i never even considered my work good enough to do much with. But. Lunar still offered to possibly do a collab or fic trade. And i keep thinking on it. Maybe.

It makes me think they find me a better writer than i find myself to be.

Then i see eve, reacting to some of the xlips of airen!ivan ive put out. And she's reacting as i would for any of lee's clips. I find lee an amazing writer. It seems eve thinks of me that way too.

Im trying to wrap my head around it. But the reason i am so harsh on myself is. Anxiety and self doubt. And i need to work through them.

Thats the first time ive admitted that.

I will work through my weaknesses, and be better than before. Slowly. It takes time. I have to be patient.

One day. One day i will be able to proudly say 'im a good writer'

Its not today. But. It will be an eventuality.

Moots mentioned in this post:

Lee (@intenselysalmon )

Erin (@kurenaiwataru )

Eve (@karmacumover )

Lunar (@kingdoms-babygirl )

[go-to-the-mirror]

headinhands

im not ready for threshold guys! im not! im really not! ive just woken up! oh god, whyyy why must i? it's not fair, it's not fair that i have to do this god damnit.

I'm in shambles and we haven't even started yet.

it's fine. it is fine. alright. lets just. go for it.

hi @a-mag-a-day, threshold time! Mostly rambling, always great words, if I tag it with meta, that means it's GREAT words. You know the drill.

I think it's really cool that this is a continuation/related to a season 1 statement. It really shows how much Jon's changed throughout the years.

He’s just a lonely old man looking for attention and trying to manipulate me into moving back in with him, even though I’ve told him so many times that that’s just not going to happen.

I just feel bad for both of them, both Paul and Marcus. How Paul's actually experiencing this, but Marcus is so... distrustful, for a good reason, that he doesn't believe Paul. That if it just happened a little sooner together then they'd have been able to help each other, but instead all they were able to do was make things worse.

Parallels to Jon and Helen or am I reading too much into it?

And I don’t like being manipulated. I don’t like being lied to.

The Spiral and The Web are pretty similar, you know. What with the whole gaslighting thing of The Spiral, make you doubt yourself, but that's also like manipulation, you know? Can I just gesture to Helen and Jon's whole thing as The Spiral also being a bit of a manipulation fear, because like... yea.

When I was thirteen, it was underneath a railway bridge. It was huge and metal this time, with solid iron bolts sealing it shut and a thick chain stretched across it. The warning stickers had long since peeled off, and someone had scrawled in chalk: ‘Warning: Danger of death.’ As I passed, something heavy began to bang on the other side, sending the chain dancing. It pounded again and again, and I didn’t know if it was trying to force its way out, or politely knocking, hoping to be let in.

Aaaa! Spooky! This statement is, yeah, it's scary, and really cool. I just nhhnhrnnh 10/10! it's so snazzy! This episode as a whole, mate, it's just great.

I was trying so hard to walk carefully, to seem like I wasn’t drunk, that I almost didn’t notice it until it was too late.

My drama teacher says that to act drunk you need to act like you aren't drunk. Like, act like you're acting like you're not drunk. You get it? I've never needed to act like I'm drunk so... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

He just wants me to move back in with him, and I can’t. I just can’t. Sometimes, you just have to leave, even if what’s on the other side scares you.

A mic-drop ending again, yay! God, the way the statements end are always so cool, this is one of the most cool ones.

I never thought I’d miss those days, when I could throw out some half-baked speculation about drug abuse or mental illness and, woosh, away all the statements went.

I'm fine okay, it's fucking fine. It's so fine, I'm so fine, like so fucking fine, so much fineness in me. It's like! For Paul MacKensie, he can say that, he can say there's too much that doesn't add up, and that he wants to believe it but can't, he can fucking say that.

But he can't say that about this, he's mag 41 too deep. PODDED CAST!

AAA

But no, almost every one of those statements, those people … That poor old man. Like I can talk. Like I’m in any position to mourn the suffering of the innocent.

So, I was looking through old dms to find my reactions to threshold, and I found something, not on a first listen but here it is:

Last night I was thinking about Jon's line in threshold "Like I can talk. Like I'm in any position to mourn the suffering of the innocent," and literally crying. And thinking about how yk none of the avatars see themselves as undeserving of what they got, right, none of them. And I'm sad about that. It is not only the innocent that suffer. I have so many feelings about Mike Crew now you don't even know girls when girls when (gender neutral) they have a years long villain arc and at the end of it they can't recognize their former self This is about Jon and Mike Crew and Helen and Jude Perry and Hh

(messages to mapleejay (follow it) on the 28th December, 2022)

But there is one thing I know an awful lot better now than I did when I read his father’s statement. I know an awful lot more about doors.

FUCK DUDE YOU SURE DO!

I love him so much.

HELEN You rang? ARCHIVIST Marcus MacKenzie. Why didn’t you tell me? HELEN Is that name supposed to mean something to me? ARCHIVIST No, I suppose it wouldn’t, would it? Just an old man and his son for you to terrorise and feast on.

AAAAAAA JSWDAESDAFIJA THIS THIS ALRIGHT LIKE-

Okay, Jon's fucked up, he has fucked up, but he remembers their names, right? He remembers them. Jess Tirrell. Floyd Matharu. The others that we don't know the names of. Absolutely not proportional, Jon why the fuck did you do that, but like, hey, at least they're still people to him.

Also... "why didn't you tell me?" This implies they've been talking enough for Helen to have told him, which does make sense, actually. I have headcanons post-131. Well, post-132, when Jon's not throwing himself in a coffin, you know?

HELEN Ah, well, the son I was pursuing long before I was even Michael. And technically, I didn’t eat the old man. He passed away from terror before I even got a chance to open properly. ARCHIVIST And his son? Marcus? He was fine when I found his father’s statement two years ago, but now, suddenly, I can’t get through to him. HELEN No, I imagine not. I decided it was time to finish that game a few months ago. ARCHIVIST You… Why?

He sounds so bloody frantic, and just... oh my god just the way he's speaking, frantic and horrified, should he have known that this is what he'd get when he befriended monsters.

Aaaaa threshold <333

HELEN Not sure. I suppose Helen didn’t have quite the same attachment to him as a project. I’m not quite as much for decades-long campaigns of subtle terror these days. ARCHIVIST That’s horrible. HELEN Is it? We do what we need to do when it comes to feeding, don’t we? … Don’t we, Archivist? ARCHIVIST (Softly) Yes.

SCRATCHING AT THE WALLS HNNHHNRNHR

OH MY GODD I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAYYY IM JUST- AAAAAA SCREAMING CRYING SHAKING JON LIKE A CAT!

I had good words a while ago, again to @mapleejay

ME: To be fair the entire fandom's jon loosing their mind episodes are like the same (A Guest For Mr. Spider, Scrutiny, Can't even type scrutiny Uh the eye opens MAPLEEJAY: true ME: Feel like we as a society should be more obsessed with helen and jon MAPLEEJAY: relistening to the coming storm Again TRUEEE ME: And also whatever the hell eye contact was NO ONE TALKS ABOUT EITHER OF THEM AND HERE I AM ROTATING THEM IN MY BRAIN MAPLEEJAY: punching them beating them up /pos ME: Diversity loss! The distortion is a tory MAPLEEJAY: HAGAGDHQHD ME: But like also jokes aside oh my god them. Like hhhh - the new door where jon saw himself in helen and then helen IMMEDIATELY died - another twist where jon was about to die just like helen did and helen saved him (i actually never fucking saw- JUST LIKE HELEN DID [transcribers note: probably is drawing parallels between Jon almost dying to Michael, and Helen actually dying, and Helen being able to save Jon]) - taking stock where helen asks jon for help when SHE takes someone - threshold where JON goes to HELEN and HELEN (fuck why are they so similar) JON GOES TO HELEN BECAUSE SHE KILLED SOMEONE AND HELEN THROWS HIS VICTIMS BACK IN HIS FACE - a gravedigger's envy where theyRE BLOODY HHHHH WHY NO OK BECAUSE THE HELEN JON DAISY TRIO REFLECT OFF EACH OTHER AND I HATE THEM >:( - checking out WHICH IS IMMEDIATELY AFTER THE EPISODE WHERE MARTIN TALKS TO HIMSELF MIND AND IS LITERALLY THE MOST HONEST WE SEE HIM IN THE WHOLE SEASON LIKE NOT THAT HES LYING TO MARTIN BUT THAT HE'S NOT TRYING WITH HELEN *shaking them vigorously* fucking die

(10th January, 2023)

they. fuck them. god damnit, them <3

HELEN It would be better if you embraced it.

(MAG 146 - Threshold)

HELEN Oh Jon! This existence can be wonderful, if you just let it. ARCHIVIST (Sadly) I know.

(MAG 187 - Checking Out)

MARTIN Huh. She couldn’t help what she was, I guess. ARCHIVIST She didn’t even try.

(MAG 188 - Centre of Attention)

Jon and Helen ✨ feelings ✨

I have highlighted those specific lines together so much, like... they just fit. Throwing them at a wall.

ARCHIVIST Were you controlled? HELEN What a delightful thought. I don’t believe so, no, but the Spider’s strings are subtle, so I suppose it’s not impossible. Why? ARCHIVIST I want to know. Can The Web control another avatar, one that serves a different power? Make them do things they don’t want to. Make them find victims, feed. (Helen laughs.) HELEN Perhaps. Perhaps not. Would that make life easier for you? Are you so sure you didn’t want to? (Helen laughs again.)

[ID: CC!GoodTimesWithScar with his head in his hands. /End ID]

ARCHIVIST Been a while since you’ve all come to see me together. I assume it’s not good news.

It starts with him being all... sarcastic and stuff, and then he's like Oh Shit. Oh Fuck. Oh No.

ARCHIVIST And what exactly is on this t— Oh.

OH BOY! OH GOODIE!

oh boy...

oh boy...

BASIRA How many? ARCHIVIST Basira, I— BASIRA How many? ARCHIVIST Four. MELANIE Jesus. BASIRA Including the one on the boat? DAISY What one on the boat? ARCHIVIST Including Floyd, five. MELANIE Jesus.

Firstly, like great voice acting, all of them, all of them. Yeah... I'm not going to say the secondly :D

ARCHIVIST Jess Tirrell, the woman on the tape, she was the fourth. I’d just tried to… I was weak, ravenous. I didn’t feel… The first was a supermarket cleaner, ended up lost for a weak in an endless warehouse. I didn’t even… I just went in for some shopping and he was there and I just… asked. The second was… It was after I got stabbed by Melanie. MELANIE You are not putting this on me. ARCHIVIST No, that’s not what I meant. I was walking the streets; I thought I was trying to clear my head. DAISY But you were hunting. ARCHIVIST Apparently. And I found a woman who, every year on her birthday, wakes up in a fresh grave, just for her. DAISY And the third was after the coffin. ARCHIVIST A man rejected by all who knew him, searching ever darker places for love. When he told me his story, he started weeping maggots. BASIRA Enough. ARCHIVIST I hope so.

IM USUALLY PRETTY GOOD AT WORDING MY THOUGHTS OKAY JUST-

You know what, take a gander through annabelle--cane's tumblr, it has good words. I just sort of went through his tma tag for a while ajsjdjhfs.

BASIRA You’re a danger, Jon, a monster. You’re hurting innocent people. ARCHIVIST So did Daisy. BASIRA Shut up! It’s not the same thing at all!

Like, Basira what the fuck, she's just... she's all like oh wow daisy's better for resisting, meanwhile trying to get daisy to hunt again, enabling her when she did, making all these excuses for as to why daisy's actually better and what she did wasn't wrong and awful.

Yes, I get that that's the whole point of Daisy and Basira as characters.

BASIRA I’ll tell you all what I find. Don’t let him eat anyone’s brain while I’m gone. ARCHIVIST That’s not what I do.

HE SOUNDS LIKE HES SULKING, I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

I don't have a conclusion. Shaking Jon and Helen I love them so much. I still need a jon and helen tag. Threshold (starts fucking crying)

[s-hera]

Love Me With Lies (2)

~ Tags. Abuse, Miscarrige, illness, vomiting blood, smut, non-con(again), Angst, Divorced, Not proofread.

~ Wc. 1.0k

~ Taglist. (Open)

“It’s my fault,ran. I didn’t take a good care of the baby and now i-she’s dead” eloise whimpers while ran tries to comfort her, while you watch them.

“Shhh, baby…it’s not your fault”

“B-but out child, i’m so sorry…i lost her” he caressed her cheeks, making her sure that it would be fine…

“y/n! Why are you even with her?look at the trouble you caused us”

“Ran, i–”

“It’s my fault, i called her….i want her to sign the documents and i became impatient about her explanation saying she can’t sign it because it’s her mother’s only thing that left to her…im so sorry, ran” after that lied sentence tears starts to brimm again. You turn away, leaving the hospital because seeing ran with another girl still makes your heart shatter.

You were really sorry about the baby on eloise tummy, you don’t know she was pregnant. Now, you’re stuck on this situation. Being forced to sign up two papers that’s important to you.

“No! I won’t sign them. How much money do you need? I’ll compensate you both. Just please don’t take these things away from me…i can’t give you that shares”

“Oh? So you think money would be enough? You think money can solve everything? But i want you to replace eloise baby, give me an heir” he grabbed your hands again, just like what happened last night.

He started stripping you, start kissing you from everywhere…fucking you like you’re not a person, as if you’re a sex doll…it hurts. He starts pushing his cock inside you without even asking if you’re fine or comfortable. This isn’t the happy ending you dreamed of. Your mother always tell you to wait for the happy ending but where’s the happy ending? When will it show up? You’ve always find ran attractive…from his looks and everything, it’s just that he changed. After fucking like animals, cunt full with his cream, sore body and back aches.

“What were you thinking?”

“What? Still not satisfied?We can fuck like animals again”

“You’re not like this! I hate the way you turned ou–” he puts his hands on your neck, choking you. “ This is me, i don’t know what your talking about” you tried your best to pull he hands of you neck but it was too late…you start coughing out blood…he pulled out his hands from your neck. Room filled with silence, not until he started talking “what…what is that blood?” brain filled with confusion. “It’s nothing, i’m fine.”

“We’ll go to the hospita–”

“No need, i’m fine”

“I said we would go.”

“And i said no, just leave me alone, it’s just my pneumonia…nothing to be afraid of”

“What do you mean It’s just pneumonia?”

“ i already have this 4 years ago, nothing to be surprised of” you heard ran sigh “you’re so hard to please, you know what…i’ll leave you alone”

Ran’s POV

“Hey rin, you’re a doctor, right?” the older haitani ask the youngest

“Tchh, asking such a nonsense question when you already know that i am.”

“Can i ask you something?”

“Just ask whatever you want, you literally ask the most dumbest questions and i don’t mind answering them on the most dumbest way too”

“This is why i called you here on this bar even though it’s almost dawn, so lucky to have you, you’re always free”

“yeah , yeah, stop talking drunkass. Are you sure you would divorce sister-in-law?”

“Shhhh, let me ask my question first. Can pneumonia cough blood?”

“What? No, it’s not so severe. Coughing blood might be caused by another complication on the lungs. “ Ran rushed out of the bar leaving his lil brother alone without even answering the question that was asked by his younger brother.

Ran’s POV

“Where is your madam?” she questioned one of the three maids that takes care of his penthouse.

“She’s out”

“This early in the morning?”

“Yeah, it’s not her fault your mistress is being picky and bratty. She treats madam like a maid. ” he never expect that answer because she always see eloise as a pure girl, who’s to naive and cute.

You’ve made up your mind, you’ll sign the papers to give ran the shares. You are tired, everyday it’s like this.

The mistress has the audacity to slap the wife, she’s been doing this for 3 days straight.

You can’t accept the humiliation anymore, you feel bad for her because she loss someone and blaming yourself for what happened but you feel bad for yourself also.

As she slapped you, Ran saw it…again, he was disappointed on what he saw.

You ran away because you’re afraid of ran, you are afraid he would talk too much again without even knowing what’s going on. But, he chased after you. As both f you reach the elevator, you started talking.

“I knew you and your mistress have been wanting this” you brought out the papers and start talking again “here, i signed it already”. Ran’s mind was a messed, he obviously didn’t want it. “ you also need to sign this divorce paper before i give you this shares ”Your mother was a praised designer, she’s so talented to the point he even met your businessman father and you were made out of pure love. Your mother left you a dress, it was so special because after all she told you that you can only use it on your wedding. But too sad you aren't able to use it. Ran Also wants that dress for her mistress...but how can you give it to them, when it was your mother's masterpiece and the only thing that she left to you.

“y/n, are yo–”

“Just let me go.” You walked out of the Elevator after the door opened.

Ran’s POV

I never knew she was treated like that…if i did then they deserve to be puni–wait, what was i thinking? Why would i punish a person just for her. But i really didn’t know she was treated like a maid, i always see eloise as a clever, cute, and innocent girl bt what did i just saw, she slapped my wife and it happened everyday for three days straight.

© 2022 by s-hera━ all rights reserved! comments, likes, and reblog are highly appreciated. plagiarism is strictly prohibited.

[about-faces]

I honestly wouldn't bother watching gotham knights for any reason, i'm caught up but i'm also doing a watch party where we pirate it and we just make up jokes from it. tho you /have/ missed the show making harvey cuck lincoln march (...ok on the real never thought i'd type that out and now im laughing at the absurdity of it) and him going "actually yeah joe chill is right i think he's innocent" because for some??? reason??? joe chill never pulled the trigger and the gunshots came behind him????? to which harv deduces that sounds?? forensically correct??? also stephanie loves her dad???? and he's not abusive?????

this show is slowly melting my brain i swear to god. between 'joe chill is innocent', 'harvey does a cucking' and 'talon is stopped by mahogany doors' i honestly could make a game where i make things up from this show and STILL have all the answers actually be correct.

Normally I would heed this advice, but unfortunately, I am burdened by blorbo compulsions to seek out anything related to Harvey. If I couldn't avoid sitting through the Long Halloween movie, I'm not gonna be able to avoid this. As annoying as I find all the above you mention, I can deal with most it by skimming through the non-Harvey parts.

(That said, I don't know if I'll ever understand why Steph is such a beloved character, but even on principle, WTF? Making Arthur a good dad is so fundamentally against the core of her character. It's like how they made Jesse Custer's dad a religious asshole in the Preacher show, it's just such a wrong choice that completely breaks and betrays the fundamental spirit of the source material)

Also, I'll be honest, I hate the Court of Owls so much for several reasons, so I find the prospect of making them ridiculous to be VERY appealing. Seriously, mahogany is their weakness? That's objectively hilarious. I love that. It's one step closer to my ultimate wish to see the Court revealed to be a bunch of rich, stupid, loser weenies who have only gotten as far as they have on good PR.

But at the end of the day, I need to see it for Harvey. And based on the three episodes I've seen, this isn't even CLOSE to being the worst take on Harvey Dent I've encountered. There's enough here for me to chew on, even if/when it's bad. Like the cucking, sure, okay, we're doing that, okay.

(Note: based on the reactions in the GK tag, I had been misled to initially believe that Harvey fucked Lincoln March's MOM, not his wife. I am very, VERY disappointed that wasn't the case.)

On top of all this, the inclusion of Harvey's dad is too personally relevant to me to avoid. Removing (?) the alcoholism but keeping the mental illness and the fears of inheriting mental illness is a problematic choice, but it sounds potentially closer to what I've needed to see from Harvey's dad than most stories, which just have him as a physically abusive alcoholic. I've needed to write about Christopher Dent for ages, tying in my own personal experiences, and this (likely bad!) use of him is something I'm going to want to take into consideration. I can't NOT see it.

This is my gift curse. This is my curse. It's a double-curse. Which tracks.

[theroseempress]

This or That

Historic or Futuristic?

Ooh, probably futuristic. Historic's fun too, but there's way more to explore with futuristic!

The opening or closing chapter?

Opening. It's sort of like you're waving a chocolate bar at the reader like 'hey look at this, it's interesting, huh? wanna come get it?' and it's fun to write. Also, there's less ends to tie off.

Light & fluffy or dark & gritty?

....Both. Dark and fluffy. (that sounds like some kind of cake, yum)

Animal companion or found family?

Found family all the way, yay! (I adore character interactions)

Horror or romance?

augh why. Horror, I suppose? Never romance, if there's any romance at all I prefer it to be strictly along the lines of 'oh yeah those two kiss in their spare time anyway wanna go fight a dragon'. I am not a horror writer either, but it is sometimes interesting to read.

Hard magic system or soft magic system?

Assuming this means limitations/rules-wise, hard magic all the way! One of the reasons I liked the web serial Worm was because the way the limitations/general build of powers was explored was very fun.

Standalone or series?

Hm. Both? Neither? I really have no opinion on the matter, as long as the pacing works well I do not mind at all whether it takes one book or more.

One project at a time or juggling multiples?

Multiple. I don't think I've ever only focused on one project. Right now I have one main WIP (The Golden City) one prominent background project (The Fourth Wall) two unnamed backburner projects (a medieval-style WIP and a superhero WIP) two Miraculous Ladybug fanfictions, (both on my AO3) and one half-finished project I haven't worked on for ages but might in the future, as well as a plethora of random ideas. ... fun fact, I probably have ADD.

One award winner or one best seller?

Hum. Neither of these are currently attainable, but probably best seller because I want people to be enjoying my books.

Fantasy or sci-fi?

WHY. Can I pick both? Those are my two favorite genres! Augh! AUGH. ... Fantasy, I guess.

Character description or setting description?

Oooh, good question. I find both fun, but if you count what a character's doing instead of how they look, defenitely that.

First or final draft?

... I don't really draft things, to be honest. The 'first draft' is just me punching ideas around in my head with a tennis racket. Final, I suppose? I do edit things after I write them, so I suppose that'd be drafting?

Love triangle in everything or no romantic arcs?

The only kind of love dilemma that is acceptable is the love square in Miraculous Ladybug (because it's hilarious) I have said this and I stand by it. Like I said earlier, I like romance to stay a background detail or at least not be the driving factor in things. (IE if the relationship was platonic, things would happen the same way)

Constant sandstorm or rainstorm?

Rainstorm. Sand is one of my least favorite substances, even if I didn't already like rain I would vote against it out of sheer spite and ill-will.

That was fun, thanks for the tag @enne-uni!

Now, I politely summon @ettawritesnstudies @j-1173 @wackus-bonkus-maximus aand @ethaeriea if y'all are interested!

[aeoneris]

a couple weeks back there was a fic author who left very sweet and wonderful feedback on my utsushi x hunter fics, and surprisingly they were especially in love with the one specifically about my hunter setsuna's backstory. so much so they were inspired and started writing their own fic about their hunter and utsushi! this meant a lot to me. while i did my best to write it to be consistent with my other (insert ur own hunter-ish) fics in tonality, it's hard to get people to read npc x oc so the fact someone enjoyed it so much that they were moved to write their own, was just super cool. also hell yes more utsushi/hunter content! i thought.

at first it was funny because OP had, without warning, tagged me in a fic as a gift. and i was surprised bc they used setsuna as a guest character! without asking me first... but i know it wasn't malicious, and i did find out it was their very first post and fic, so i told them it was ok but that next time they should ask for permission whether it's with me or especially anyone else. they wound up deleting it but then posting a new one and properly asking me. so it was ok

But here's the thing. the more i read the more it seemed like... in their story, utsushi was a couple with setsuna? In Their Verse??? like, they kept saying they loved utsushi and setsu so much, so i get that... but like, it was written as if their hunter was utsushi's ex, and the instructor moved on to setsu? this made me feel sad!! but not because i felt setsu was misused, i was flattered/humbled even, but i was sad because i hoped they'd write a story about their version of utsushi x hunter!! like... this has to be about them!!! but was this going to be how it was? their hunter never being with the instructor because of... mine???

but that wasn't really a criticism i could give, even though they asked for ways they could improve. like if their story was that their hunter and utsushi went seperate ways, and that was their history, who am i to tell them it was wrong. any story with the utsushi and hunter was interesting to me, it didn't have to end in romance! there's barely anything about them to begin with. but yeah i just felt off, because of the idea of their hunter being overshadowed by mine...??? i tried to wait for more chapters, because what if there'd be a twist like it was a misunderstanding! (or like what if the instructor was never actually with, or breaks up with setsu to be back with the hunter LOL??? at this point i'd be fine with it! maybe that verse is the one where setsu winds up with hinoa or fiorayne- cough, anyway)

whatever the case i kept checking back for updates bc i Needed to know what was gonna happen to their hunter next

but suddenly a couple weeks ago they deleted the fic... and their whole ass account?!?! i was genuinely so sad!!! like this is the worst possible ending!!! i wanted to know Their Story!!! Their Hunter!!! i wanted to know if somehow he and the instructor could wind up back together, or at least learn about their history and drama! but now ill never know... it haunts me til this day

wherever u are out there OP, i am thinking about you and your hunter. have the courage to write ur story. u don't even really need to use my hunter but they're gracious to be welcomed to your verse anyway. im eternally glad that you read my fics and loved setsuna's character that much, and the fact it inspired u to create means i've accomplished everything i could ever want with this silly self-indulgent ship

i wish that hunter Kamuria "Kammi" gets the courage to reach out to Utsushi...