#and smth about him being positioned as Unlike other humans

[235uranium]

as much as I do like the Horrors of ford being in the multiverse, I do kinda wish there was more stuff focusing on the good experiences (however few) he had and the friends he made with the knowledge he would never see them again

like, he was close enough to a group of people that he got tattooed with them. he misses dimension 52. and he had to know that both of them would end, sooner or later, because staying in one place increased chances he'd be caught. because, despite all of this, his destiny is to kill bill cipher.

how many favorite books. how many foods that he ate every day until he left and realized oh. I'll never eat that again. how many songs stuck in his head that don't exist. how many words that he wants to use but they don't translate and there's not even something close to their meaning here so he can't even try to explain what he means

[wolvesandvisions]

knocking on your little tumblr door

unlike the uncultured [/joking], i want old woman content pls tell us more abt gladebuzz i will listen and nod along furiously

yesss okay i can talk more about gladebuzz i also made some doodles to go along since she wont be getting her intro comic for a bit. shes also gonna get a simplicity redesign here soon but

gladebuzz is sunstar’s deputy and im obsessed with her bcs in my head shes basically what id see as an actual respectable “elder” type. in any other situation she’d probably be leader, but she just doesnt want that position. she’s old n happy to kinda keep sunstar on a good path, he has a lot of energy n pure intention that she admires in him.

smth i wanna get across with these two is that they mostly have a friendship. n its a friendship thats lasted since sunstar was young. gladebuzz as a mostly outdoor kittypet would end up crossing path’s with a young sunstar and just keeping up with him. being a safespace. being good to come to for advice, etc.

I think its easy to get caught into this cycle of putting characters into nuclear family relationships. n while its not that necessarily gladebuzz isnt a “mother figure” i think the most important aspect of these two relationship is that they do see each other as peers. and gladebuzz has been a really good teacher and mentor figure to not only sunstar but a lot of other cats.

and because shes an older smarter kittypet she has a really good read on human language n human cues. shes really taught sunstar a lot in all this time n so when sunstar is slowly recruiting people to just come live with him gladebuzz was not only the first person he shared the idea with, she was the first person to commit to coming along

at her soul shes just really intelligent n deeply cares that everyone can feel like they have a place they can call home. i love her for it

[floral-poisons]

genie anon but it's like one in the morning and i had some sebek thoughts i would like to share

so. . . i feel like he respects malleus and lilia so much not only because of their position , but also because he considers them to be "real fae"

i feel as though he has a disconnect when it comes to his fae heritage because he feels as though he isn't "fae" enough which is why he so adamantly admires malleus and lilia. if we see other fae introduced , i do imagine him to continue being his loud , overly caring , and respectful sebek self in regards to it all.

i came to this sort of idea when i realized how i myself don't feel "yemeni" enough , despite both my parents being yemeni. all of my yemeni cousins and friends have been to yemen before , but i haven't because it's been in war since i was little and just hasn't really become safe to visit. unlike my sebek analysis , i don't end up overly respecting people whom my subconscious consider to be "real yemeni" because im a rather opinionated gal-

anyways , being born in america makes me feel less yemeni because i haven't had the chance to connect with the earth of my homeland yet , but i instead compensate for that through learning yemeni history and customs.

so my experience is what brought this idea up , but i only really solidified my idea after speaking with one of my mixed race friends. she's half mexican and half palestinian.

she told me that she has been more connected to her mother's family because she feels safer around them , but all the same she's insecure about not being especially connected with her palestinian roots. she has been to palestine , but the conflict still remains due to her insecurity. her coping mechanism is by writing a story about a latinx/arab mixed protagonists.

now onto sebek once more. i don't think he has a coping mechanism to deal with his feelings of inadequacy when it comes to being not "fae" enough. instead he just admires those he considers "true fae" so much in hopes of becoming like them.

i think it's why he's so harsh on humans as well , because he's insecure about his own humanity. he doesn't like not feeling adequate enough so he projects on yuu in particular because not only are they human , but also magicless. it reminds him about how he isn't fully this strong fae soldier , but instead also a human all the same.

what i've realized from this is that me , my friend , and sebek should go to group therapy or smth

this is a very interesting take genie anon (and something that i also relate to on a personal level). i think it makes a lot of sense for sebek to act this way and hold malleus and lilia in such high regard. they're "real" fae in the similar way to people in diasporas feel about people from the motherland. at least with asian people, there seems to be such an air of superiority surrounding people from asia vs. us from the diaspora.

sebek being harsh is a clear cut example of projection. he's projecting his insecurities onto yuu and other humans and even on malleus and lilia. i also think him heavily admiring lilia and malleus could be his way of trying to gain acknowledgement from the "real" fae. and if he gains that acknowledgement, it means he has achieved the status of a "real" fae. it's similar to a lot of asian americans who try to appease the older generations in hopes we're seen as "real" asians (which fails because all the praises tend to go towards mediocre white people and our struggle as a forever foreigner never gets acknowledged).

i honestly relate to this struggle way too much. but it explains a lot of sebek's character. i wouldn't be surprised if he overblotted during the diasomnia chapter.

[antenanotaic3]

Episode idea ig

I had a dream (yeah i might have watched the entire series within a week so..ig that happened) that Wedge was in an accident of some sort and his memory was affected and he believed he was a Con.

He contacts (off-screen) a relative of his asking to be picked up because he didn't know where he was and is interrupted by the arrival of the other rescue bot recruits. He wants to act hostile and hides his wound(so that they wouldn't know 'the enemy is injured' but their 'oddly friendly' behaviour gives him an idea.

He joins them back at base and has to deal with hiding his boredom( being given those 'stupid tasks' and having to save people in sims isn't exactly his idea of fun, but he tries to keep his cover up, although since he doesn't rly care about the safety of the human(Chuck) chooses more environmental destructive ways to complete the current sim. In his free time he contacts his relative again, to let him know about the change of plan and does a little first aid on himself, to further hide any signs of the injury(he was leaking a lil Energon). The whole team is pretty concerned about his behaviour but Hotshot is the one who figures there's smth odd with him. But he's not believed by the others which bums him out.

Suddenly the alarm rings, showing there's an intruder outside(idk ik they don't seem to have that in the show, at least not outside the academy, but they rly should). All recruits + Heatwave go outside to investigate, and they see a bot close to a window, looking as if he tries to break in. Spooked by the newcomers, he transforms(the others recognize it's a Cybertronian vehicle) and stands his ground, ready to make a run for it. Wedge stops them and tells them he's his brother and makes up( or was it real, I couldn't tell; for the record, I don't remember his name either) some sad story about how Wedge had thought his severe injuries had had crippled him forever.

The recruits warm up to the newcomer (beside Hotshot who becomes even more suspicious of Wedge). As they spend time together vibing, Hotshot is more than intrigued by the fact that from time to time, Wedge and the other guy use some coded language(Wedge claims in from of the others that it's just their thing as siblings).

At some point, when Wedge and his brother are alone, Hotshot (yes he was following them) catches glimpses of things he finds quite concerning, and, due to his nature and partly still willing to trust Wedge, confronts him right there. Wedge ignores him and switches back to the coded language (although his brother is more pumped and nearly shows his blaster).

Now what happened afterwards makes little sense so I'll ignore that and jump to something more relevant: Medix finds out about the injury, Wedge threatens that him and his brother will have the world burn to the ground -well he was actually more graphical but as if that'd ever be mentioned in a kid show. Btw I'm pretty positive his brother wasn't a normal Cybertronian cuz he was told he's capable to rip out and consume sparks and other energy types. And well he's stopped. The only reason they are willing to give him a second chance is the fact that they figure from the way he talks that he doesn't even know who they are and trace it back to the injury.

Now this would probably take 2-3 episodes to show as a story, and not only that but it's pretty unlikely to happen but.. what do y'all think?

[kosmosguk]

5 days of spooktober~ #5: opportunity

day #5: grim reaper jungkook x reader

word count: 1.8k

summ. would you give up freedom for the opportunity to live once more unhindered by illness? your answer was clear as you took the hand of the grim reaper. 

warnings: smut, illness, death, dubcon themes, yandere themes, explicit language, violence, car accident, manipulation

a/n: HAPPY HALLOWEEN! oh my god, we’re finally at the last day and this feels surreal??? Did i actually finish a drabble thing or did i just finish a drabble thing?? EXCITING, NEVER BEEN DONE BEFORE, SHOWSTOPPING. exhausted af (had a full on emotional breakdown yesterday so that was smth) so this story was very vavoom rushed. Thank you for celebrating spooktober with me, and see you next time with Lineage pt. 4. 

Ah, so this was the end. The beeping of the machine next to you seemed to slow and slow, and you could only inhale in a shaky breath as your eyelids slipped closed, and you sunk into what you were sure was your death.

Your feet were bare, and the cold of the white ground sunk into your skin. You were in a white room, in which there was nothing but you and the hooded being across from you. It loomed, its presence dark like the deep color of its cloak, and you shivered as your eyes landed on the chain of skulls around its waist.

“Do you want to live?’’ the being asked you, its voice more human than you thought it would be.

You glanced back at your shoulder, and you saw a glimpse of yourself in that hospital bed, pale and barely breathing as your sobbing mother clung to your lifeless wrist. You felt tears prick at your eyes, and you tried to suck them back in with a shaky breath, but they refused to stop, and they were endlessly rolling over your cheeks in salty splashes of water.

“I…I don’t want to be sick anymore. I want to live! I’ll do anything,’’ you were pleading, your shoulders trembling as you crumpled,” Please, I died so young. I want another—I want…an-another chance to make my mom not worry and…and I want to be able to go outside and run and just…Please! I want to live!’’

The being asked you, its voice even slower as each word rolled out of its shadowy mouth.

“What would you do to live again? If those wishes were fulfilled…what would you do in exchange?’’

“Anything!’’ the word burst out of your mouth before you could stop yourself.

“Then become my bride. In exchange for a brief moment of life, you will remain by my side for eternity. You will watch as I take one life after another and remember that at one point, I had once given you life. Will you agree?”

You nodded your head fiercely. In that moment, desperation clouded your thoughts, and it was desperation that choked you with unmerciful hands.

~

Beep, beep, beep.

You woke up to the sound of your alarm blaring, and you blinked, surprised. Weren’t you…weren’t you supposed to be dead?

There was something heavy and warm wrapped around your stomach, and your head turned quickly as you made eye contact with a strange man in your bed. You let out a shrill scream and pushed yourself up quickly, nearly falling off the bed and taking the sheets down with you.

“Who are you?’’

The man was awake now, having pushed himself up to a seated position, and he looked confused as he looked at your clearly panicked face.

“Babe? Are you okay?’’ his voice was groggy from sleep, and you flinched at the look of confusion on his face.

“No! I’m not okay! Why are you calling me babe, and…What’s going on? I’m supposed to be d—,’’ your frantic voice cut off, and you let out a gasp as your hands flew to your mouth. Was this what that being had meant?

You forced a smile and rubbed your face with your hands.

“Sorry, I was…I had a really bad dream.”

His face furrowed, and your heart fluttered at how much of a puppy he looked like. He opened his arms and smiled gently,” Come here, babe. That dream must have been bad.”

You burrowed yourself in his arms and practically melted in his warmth. You had spent your life stuck in hospitals, switching from doctor to doctor, and you never had time or strength to go out and even look for romance in your life.

You froze when you felt his hand go underneath your pajama shirt, his palms slightly rough as he cupped one of your tits in his hand. You jolted, a soft muffled moan falling from your lips as he rolled a thumb over your nipple.

“Mmm…wait, I’m,” you shivered as his other hand slipped into your panties—you were painfully aware of the lack of pants you had on, especially since one of his fingers was already deeply pressed into your trembling walls. You had never even touched a guy’s hand before, but now you were about to fuck someone who was supposed to be your boyfriend. You tried to push him away, but you were already in his grasp, and his strength made it clear that he wasn’t letting you go.

“Sorry, babe; you’re just so pretty this morning. I wanna fuck your cute little pussy. Can I do that, baby?’’ There was no gentleness in his voice, and it seemed like he wasn’t quite asking you for your permission. You heard him shuffle to move his pants out of the way, and you could only let out a shocked moan as he pushed your panties to the side and hefted you up onto his lap. You flinched at the feeling of the hot, heavy heat underneath your bare pussy.

You were trembling as his cock pried open your pussy walls and you sunk onto it, inch by inch.

You shouldn’t have been feeling this good. It was your first time, but the body you had been reborn in didn’t care. It parted easily for his cock, and you could only keen needily, scratching at his clothed back with blunt nails, as he burrowed himself deep within you.

You couldn’t move. You stiffened, and your walls clamped down tightly, forcing his breath to come out as a hiss between his lips. He placed his hands around your hips and guided you up and down and up…Oh God, your moans were getting louder and breathier and your mind was spinning as he pounded into you.

Your toes curled, and you squeezed your eyes shut, your hands balling into fists as you peaked into a never been known before pleasure. You felt him cumming in you, and you could only twitch and let out heavy pants as you came down from your high.

You were still on his lap, with his cock buried deep in you, when you felt him shift his hips a little, forcing his cock against a place in your pussy that left your mind spinning once more.

“One more round?’’ his voice was breathless and roughened, and for a moment, as you meekly nod, your mind flashed images of the hooded figure standing across from you in that blank white room while your mother wept behind you, a world away.

~

You were on your first year in this new life when you finally could walk past the hospital you spent most of your previous life in. Those memories blurred, until all that remained was the scent of bleach and the sound of dripping fluid. New memories began to replace them.

You celebrated your first birthday here with your mom, and for once she did not weep as she held your hand. She smiled and sang, clapping her hands in joy as you blew out your candles with ease. Before, even exerting your lungs left you weakened, and so your mom would blow them out for you.

You celebrated your first chance at romance with your boyfriend. He had given you roses, pink and soft and so unlike the flowers that had once wilted by your bedside, and had held you like you were his anchor that night.

You celebrated your friends. Even though you had not known them well, you felt as if you clicked, like puzzle pieces. You laughed until your lungs hurt and saw the world through different eyes.

And it is as you were reflecting these new memories that your new chance of life was shattered. You heard brakes and the squealing of wheels and there was a blinding pain as your body was thrown against the pavement.

You caught sight of that hospital and made eye contact with a girl staring at you from the window, and when you blinked your eyes, you were back in that white room again with that hooded figure across from you.

“When you meant brief,’’ your laugh was bitter, and your voice echoed in the room,” you meant brief. Did you have to end my life like this? Could I not have passed away at 90 with three grandchildren and the satisfaction of a long life?’’

The hooded figure reached its arm up, the chain of skulls clinking together, and you raised an eyebrow at how human its flesh looked like. You watched, your breath suddenly caught in your throat, as it pushed the hood over its head and revealed its face.

“Kook?’’

The face of your boyfriend was across from you.

“We had a contract, and a deal’s a deal. You had a brief moment of happiness that not many are allowed, and in exchange…you remember our deal, don’t you?’’ Your boyfriend stretched out a hand…Was he even your boyfriend now?

You sucked in a breath of disbelief and shook your head. You glimpsed back at the sight of your past life; the new life that you thought you could live had been taken so quickly, and it ended with a bloodied you against the street.

“No more deals, I suppose, Kook,’’ your voice was acrid,” Or can I even call you that anymore?’’

You saw the being’s lips twitch up in a smile, and your heart dropped at the resemblance the smile had with Jungkook. Well, you suppose the being was Jungkook, just like Jungkook was the being.

“Call me that as you may. It is of my own pleasure that you view at me so favorably, my wife,” the being spoke.

You had imagined him calling you his wife once, when you were a human and you thought he was human. He would tenderly hold you, stroke your cheek, and whisper of the affection he held for you. But now, there was no Jungkook that you could find in the callous eyes of a being who could only take lives.

You stepped forward and took his hand. The glimpses of your past life faded away, all except for one.

It would take you many, many years and many millions of souls later to realize that there was a Jungkook that loved you left in the eyes of the being, but that Jungkook had been distorted and decayed by the despair that came with life’s end until all was left was an unwavering dark callousness. 

The Jungkook that was left would love you, but that love was what had confined you by his side, forcing you to watch as an eternity slipped through your dead fingertips. 

[satsuma-saturn]

Imperfectly Perfect - Leviathan x Reader

A/N: This took me a minute to get to, cuz college has kept me busy, as well as personal issues, but I finally got to it. Anon, I hope you enjoy it and that it’s what you were looking for. If it’s not quite up to your standards, I apologize. Just tell me it’s shit and I’ll rewrite it 💀 I just didn’t know how to go about it and this is how it turned out. You didn’t specify a gender, so the reader is gender neutral, I hope that’s okay. Requests are still open if anyone wants to request smth, since my inbox is empty most of the time. Anyway, enjoy!

WC: 1137

Warning(s): Cursing

as always, fic is below the cut

Ugly, oily, pockmarked. There are many adjectives that you can use to describe your face, none of them positive. How can you be positive when you feel so ugly? So disgusting? Even worse, how can he stay by your side when you look like this? Maybe he figures that he can’t get anyone else so he settled for you. He seems like the type that would. Leviathan, your sweet, awkward, otaku boyfriend. Everything about him is beautiful. His face, his personality, everything.

Speaking of, Levi was sitting nearby, his attention zeroed in on his game. He was playing some online game, occasionally speaking into his mic. You may as well not even be present, but that’s just Levi. It wasn’t like he was ignoring you on purpose, right? Maybe he was, but he’d never tell you. After all, you were the only one to give him positive attention, watching anime with him and going to conventions. If he were more social, he’d get the attention from others that he so desired, but you were one of the only ones who knew the true him.

With a small sigh, you stand up, creeping out of the room. It wasn’t that you wanted to leave him alone, but you needed to be alone. When you were around him, you always felt so guilty, like you were taking up space that could belong to someone else. Levi could have anyone he wanted, even if he didn’t think so. He didn’t need to waste his time by being with you. Once you reached your room, you opened the door and stepped inside, flopping on your bed. You laid there for who knows how long, but eventually, you heard your door open. Instead of sitting up to see who it was, you just pretended to be asleep. Whoever it was would get bored and leave, probably sooner than later.

“You left me,” Levi’s voice came from the direction of your door, sounding hurt. You didn’t respond, hoping he’ll assume you’re sleeping or something, and leave. “I know you’re not asleep. Your heart is racing.” Damn demon.

Sitting up, you look at him, feeling a little guilty. “Sorry,” you replied, looking down at your hands. “I just felt..like I didn’t belong there.” You didn’t really know how to explain it.

He cocked his head, a confused expression floating across his face. “What do you mean that you didn’t belong? I wasn’t like ignoring you, I was just a little sucked into my game. I didn’t think that you minded it so much.”

You shook your head. “No, it’s not that. It’s just...well...I’m ugly.” His eyes narrowed, but he didn’t speak, probably waiting for an explanation. “It’s true. I mean, you guys are like demons and you’re fucking perfect, but I look like this! My face is full of ugly acne and pockmarks and-” He interrupted you.

“What?!? You think I care about that?” His eyes were full of a fire that you’ve only seen when he talks about anime. “Listen, I’ve been here a long damn time. So long that I don’t even remember how long it’s been. You are one of the best, most attractive humans I’ve ever met. Acne is normal for humans, from what I’ve learned, and sometimes it scars. That doesn’t make you any less of a human, or any less deserving of me`” He was acting more bold than you’ve ever seen him before. In fact, he never acted bold, even towards his brothers, but he was in a moment of passion. Did he really love you, even as flawed as you are.

Tears threatened to fall down your face. You felt like shit and looked like shit, but Levi stood there, telling you exactly how he felt about you. Before, he’d never shared his feelings with you, preferring to act like he didn’t like you or that he wasn’t attached, lest he get his heart broken. “Levi…” Your voice cracked as you said his name.

“Stop, I’m being serious. When I first met you, you were just some normie that I didn’t want to bother with. You’re not a normie, though. You put up with me, even when my Sin takes over. It isn’t fair that I had to wait so long to meet you and get to know you. It’s not fair when my brothers take your attention away from me, especially that good-for-nothing, scummy, greedy--”

“You can just say ‘Mammon.’ You don’t need to add all of those adjectives in front of his name,” you said, your voice shaky. Levi was trying to make you laugh, but you didn’t feel like laughing. Reassurance was what you needed, not laughter. He made a conscious decision not to respond to that. Mammon was like a dog, appearing when called, and he didn’t want him anywhere near you. Especially not while you were in such a vulnerable state. What would he do if Mammon came in and swept you off your feet, reassuring you that everything would be okay? There wasn’t much he could do to his older, stronger brother.

Levi sat on your bed, near you, but not close enough. He awkwardly snaked his hands around your waist, stopping every few seconds, as if waiting for you to protest. When you didn’t, he continued until you were basically against his chest. “I-is this okay?” He asked, his earlier confidence wavering.

In response, you said, “Yeah,” running your fingers through his soft, purple locks. He nodded, bringing you closer. Your head was on his chest, and you could hear his heart racing.

“L-listen, Y/N. I really like you. You’re very attractive and one of the only people who can stand listening to my ramblings. You’ve never told me to shut up, unlike my brothers, and I feel like I can be myself around you.” He sighed. “I may be a yucky otaku that no one would ever want to be with, but...umm…” He trailed off, as if he wasn’t sure what to say. “But I’m not desperate enough for love that I’d date someone I didn’t like. Stop saying horrible things about yourself. You’re more than your skin. I..um..IloveyousostopbeingmeantothepersonIlove.” The last part was said so quickly that you weren’t entirely sure what he said.

“What was that last bit?”

His cheeks were scarlet. “N-nothing!” You snickered, feeling his warmth envelope you as he held you in his arms. Levi’s mood changed like the weather, where he’d gone from bold to meek back to bold and then back to meek. Sometimes, you couldn’t figure him out. Actually that was most times, but you knew that you loved him. Your envious, otaku, demon boyfriend. Admittedly, he drove you insane at times, but there was no one else whose arms you wanted to be in.

[cheswirls]

[ i rly wanted to write smth for them that was short n quick n then i thought ‘oh bt what abt this small supporting cast’ and then it grew a lil but its still a short oneshot tho longer than intended.. anyway, heres kurosemi. no knowledge of to aru is necessary for comprehension. ]

“this plant smells good.”

semi knows exactly what plant kuroo is referring to, because it’s the only semblance of one in the quad. “what? that plant is fake.”

“oh?” kuroo pauses, bending down to sniff again, semi doesn’t know. “did you spray it with something or . . ?”

he stops writing when his hand jerks, a stray line of red ink stretching two centimeters farther than it should. his head snaps up away from the offending mistake so he can direct his anger in a glare at his research par- affiliate. “stop joking around!”

kuroo’s expression properly adjusts. the slant on his eyebrows is heavy -they’ve become so straight it would be possible to balance small objects on them. semi’s not entirely sure where the analogy comes from, or why he thinks it’s appropriate to the situation, but he doesn’t bother to take it back, even if he’s the only one hearing it.

anyway. kuroo deadpans. complete with a deep frown. he reaches a hand up to pluck one of the daisy’s petals, and it comes off easy, much to semi’s utter shock. “this,” he says, with as little inflection as possible, “is not plastic.”

•

semi devolves into panic, but it’s the first time kuroo has seen the plant, so a bit of explanation is necessary to garner any sympathy. unable to concentrate on anything else, semi moves the thick notebook he’s been scribbling in for the better part of an hour until it falls on the floor, half-buries his face into his ink-stained hands, and starts rambling just loudly and just coherently enough for kuroo to understand.

semi is a workaholic. his one-track mind is on his research. he can’t take care of anything but himself, and barely manages that at times. he’d acquired the house plant as a gag gift, because he couldn’t kill something that was fake. and, true to form, he’d had the daisies for five months without lifting a finger to their care.

five months.

but they were alive.

they were alive in perfect condition.

understandably, after hearing all this, he garners kuroo’s sympathy.

kuroo panics.

•

kuroo tetsurou is born in tokyo. academy city piques his interest, but he can’t see himself being a test subject. he works hard at school, and works hard at university, and only then does he apply for a graduate school inside the walls. purely for research. he is in no way a subject, nor does he desire to be.

semi eita is born in the northern tohoku region. academy city was constructed in the capital of the country before he was born. his interest was fleeting, but a chance encounter his third semester in undergrad changes that. he applies for a research position inside the special ward and is granted the transfer his fifth semester of undergrad. he is not interested in subjecting himself to strange drugs or practices, or in trying to raise his level at all. he’s not an esper.

and yet, somehow, he’s kept a small houseplant alive for five months with absolutely no conscious care. he thought it was fake, for crying out loud. the thing was only good for looking at, and that was only on particularly bad days.

semi eita is stressed.

•

“of course they found out,” kuroo grumbles, looking up to cast daichi a particularly scathing gaze. he reaches across the counter to wrestle the espresso from daichi’s fingers and downs the shot in one go. (the wrestling is not necessary, nor is it true; daichi had been handing him the shot to begin with; he simply took it with a minimum amount of nervous fumbling.) “i haven’t seen him all week.”

daichi retrieves the shot glass and holds on to it, reluctant to refill it. again. “won’t that hold up your research?”

“it already is,” kuroo admits. “not like it matters; not like they care. semi’s an important specimen. they’ll do what they want.”

“and what he wants?”

kuroo casts him another dull look and makes grabby-hands at the shot glass daichi has regrettably refilled. again. he passes it off.

“doesn’t matter much anymore,” kuroo mutters, chucking his shot right after. the words aren’t necessary to say aloud, and yet he does anyway, so daichi figures he must feel a particular sort of way about the whole thing.

•

“i don’t think it’s that bad,” yachi tells him, a couple weeks later. “sure, it can be intense, but it’s a lot of fun, too!” she smiles, sunny, as if contrasting kuroo’s deep-seated scowl. 

but here was the thing about yachi hitoka. she had been here the longest out of any of kuroo’s friends. she went to middle school here. she was level two. her esper powers were, to an average person, out-of-this-world impressive.

here was the thing about yachi hitoka. she’d grown up here. she was a success. she wanted it.

(kuroo thinks about semi, coming home to kuroo’s place instead of his own, eyes rimmed with red and hands shaking and teeth chattering, unable to fathom being alone in the dark and alone in his own thoughts and alone with all the shadows that could morph around him and alone to dwell in the negative emotions and painful memories and dreaded terrors of what was next, next, next-

semi, alone with the daisies to watch him from the corner.)

semi had kept a plant he thought was not real from dying, somehow. being an esper was not a dream of his. developing esper powers was not a desire. subjecting himself to what the city deemed necessary was in no way part of his plan when he showed up several years prior.

yachi hitoka started the power development curriculum at eleven.

semi eita was forced into it at twenty-four.

semi had kept a plant alive; some nights kuroo wished he had never mentioned it.

•

nine knocks come at rapid succession on his front door. kuroo knows this, climbing the stairs to said door, because only one person knocked like that these days.

also, because he had stopped near the top step to watch semi do it, surprised to see him there before kuroo himself, surprised at a lot of things and not surprised at all, all at once

semi is barefoot. today, he’s not breathing in odd intervals. his natural hair is more pronounced at the roots than the last time kuroo had seen him. he appears to be clean-shaven, unlike the last time kuroo had seen him. his eyes are wild, when he finally catches sight of kuroo behind him; his eyes fade to calm, when he finally catches sight of kuroo behind him.

he steps forward, bare feet loud on the floor, and kuroo has him wrapped in a hug before he’s even made it the rest of the way up the stairs. 

(he marvels at how, for just a brief moment, they stand at equal height)

semi never wants to talk about it. kuroo isn’t a therapist, and on some level, doesn’t think he can handle it. doesn’t think he can withstand the boy he loves breaking apart in front of him.

but sometimes semi writes. just as a release for his thoughts. to keep from having them pent up. and it helps, he tells kuroo.

sometimes kuroo reads them. sometimes, even rarer, he’ll read them all the way through.

it’s more of the same, usually. needles and strange drugs and pain pain pain that they insist will fade. electrodes and wires and brain experiments and nerve tests and practical experiments and live tests and plants and small animals and human cells and

semi collapses into kuroo and cries pathetic tears for someone suffering so much. kuroo feels helpless. all he can do is pull the boy he’s in love with close and whisper in his ear things he thinks are comforting. all he can think is that he has to be brave, for them both.

there’s not a name or classification for eita’s esper power.

eita. kuroo pauses on that thought. ah, i see.

kuroo runs his callused fingers through eita’s two-toned, choppy hair. he skims over fresh raises in the skin, tries not to tread too close to skull anymore. eita stiffens but relaxes quicker, burying his face more firmly in kuroo’s chest.

kuroo gets brave, bending close.

“eita,” he whispers. “you’re safe here. no one is taking you from me. you don’t have to grip so tight.”

eita’s grip grows slack, then tightens over the course of kuroo’s words, then releases entirely. he lifts his head, eyes huge and wet and fixed on kuroo and kuroo alone.

“eita,” kuroo says again, raising a hand to cup his face, run a thumb under dried tear tracks. 

eita bends closer, sucks in a breath, releases it against kuroo’s lips.

kuroo acquiesces.

•

“this is a dream,” semi mutters, glancing up from the results again. across the way, kuroo lifts his face from the microscope.

“this is dull.”

semi scoffs. “i meant overall. being here. doing this.” with you, he doesn’t say. “being here,” he says again.

“you’re running out of words.”

“hey.”

kuroo looks up again. semi has that look. the one that makes kuroo want to draw him close, call him ei-

“come over tonight. you haven’t seen my new place yet.”

kuroo hums, pretending to think it over. “got anything exciting?”

“no.” semi snorts. “i’m here all the time. no use in exciting. you’ll be the best thing there.”

the turn of phrase does something to kuroo’s heart that has him agreeing.

• 

kuroo has never called eita eita. 

kuroo is an only child. the one other person he’s ever addressed by their first name is daichi. semi eita is semi eita. research partner. assistant. what have you.

but it brings eita comfort, in a world of suffering, to be called such.

so kuroo calls him eita, and some days he lies and says it will all go back to normal. some days he believes himself when he says everything will be okay.

the daisies sit, unblemished. fresh. alive and well.

eita festers in kuroo’s arms.

•

semi nudges him on the way there. “actually, i have a couple decorations. housewarming things. flowers.”

“oh! that does sound interesting.”

“don’t get your hopes up. it’s all plastic.”

•

one day, eita’s esper ability gets a name:

repair.

kuroo laughs. what irony.

eita laughs, and bends close to suggest a synonym.

kuroo near chokes when he says tetsurou so easily.

[exhaustedfander]

For the oneshot request, could you please do some soft logince? Maybe Logan's had a hard day and Roman comforts him with some cuddles or smth?

You got it! It’s certainly been a while since I've written Logince, but it’s a ship I've loved for a while and one I had a lot of fun writing again. 

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Word Count: 1,673

A Little Creature Comfort Never Hurt 

Logan hesitated to say that he’d had a hard day. Yes, it had been rather tiring. Yes, one of his students had nearly burned the science department to the ground; it reminded him quite a bit of the shenanigans that Roman’s brother, Remus, liked to pull. It was a wonder that he was able to find any humor in the situation. But Logan hadn’t had a “hard day” per se, considering it could’ve certainly gone worse. Even more so, tonight was date night, and Logan intended to put his best foot forward despite his exhaustion.

Roman was making dinner and they were going to watch a movie together. If anything, the evening would be rather relaxing.

Logan sighed as he opened the door to their shared apartment, removing his shoes and placing his briefcase by the door. He could smell the heavy aromas of garlic and chicken coming from the kitchen, his lips upturning in a faint smile as Roman came to the doorway. He was clad in a “Kiss the Cook” apron that Logan had gotten him as a joke last Christmas, having not thought Roman would actually use it. It had been foolish not to know Roman would wear it every chance he had.

“Hello, love of mine,” Roman greeted in a sing-song-tone, walking up to him and throwing his arms around his shoulders and giving him a tight squeeze.

“Salutations, Roman. Dinner smells good.” Roman grinned, pulling Logan into a kiss that the teacher could’ve just melted into, had he allowed himself to do so. Instead he ignored the fact that he was nearly dead on his feet, pulling away and smiling at Roman.

“Thanks, nerd. Should be done in a few minutes. Could you go set the table?”

“Of course.”

Logan still found it odd sometimes, the domesticity that had fallen over his life. It wasn’t as though he hadn’t ever expected to find someone who he wanted to share a life with, he’d considered what his future might entail for years prior. It was just the fact that Roman had taken him by complete surprise. In all honesty, they hadn’t been on the best of terms for quite a while. Roman was a stage actor, a profession that Logan used to know almost nothing about; he still knew very little, but he’d tried to understand as much as he could for Roman’s sake. Logan had never quite understood the ways of the theater. Sure, he could research the great array of plays and performances as well as the rules to how to craft had been perfected as well as the technicality of everything, but that didn’t actually provide him with an understanding of why people enjoyed plays as much as they did.

He’d met Roman through a mutual friend of theirs, Patton, who Logan was fairly sure had been trying to set them up from the get-go. Logan had been sympathetic of the fact that Patton meant well as being as happy as he was in his own relationship with his husband, Virgil, would only want to encourage love in others. But when he met Roman, he was flabbergasted. How could this man be someone Patton could remotely believe to be his type?!

The first several months of being acquainted, many of their conversations devolved to full-blown arguments more times than not. Patton, sweet, sweet Patton, had tried to keep the peace between them but to no avail. It seemed they were destined to argue, and they did just that, any time they spent time with their friends or spent time alone together. Come to think of it, why were they spending time alone together? The question baffled Logan but still he found no answer. Surely, he despised Roman’s company…right?

Signs were pointing to no, considering the moment a quarrel of theirs had found a peak in tension the two of them had connected their lips in a fit of more than mere spur-of-the-moment passion. Logan, as it turned out, had feelings more than just animosity for Roman. All of those instances in which they’d been screaming their heads off at each other he’d unknowingly been becoming smitten with the brash man – and strangely enough, Roman felt the same.

Things didn’t fall into place automatically. There was a gap period where the pair weren’t exactly sure what to label their relationship, considering extensive amounts of conflict continuing between them. But as time went on more of their conflicts found resolutions, or at the very least apologetic make-ups. Roman was much more than the bold, overconfident actor who Logan had initially taken him to be. He came to recognize the kindness his boyfriend possessed that he was working to improve upon as well as how hard-working and determined he was. He was compassionate, and supportive, and far more loving than Logan had ever known.

It pushed Logan a great deal out of his comfort-zone, the affection that Roman was able to provide do freely and willingly. Logan’s relationship with his own emotions as well as human-touch in general was complicated, but being with Roman, he was able to find himself growing to embrace it.

Now here Logan found himself, nearly two years into a relationship with a man so unlike himself, but someone who brought him more joy than even he could conceive. Most of the time, he was deliriously happy in a way he’d never expected to be. He’d even attended a great deal of plays, some of which Roman performed in, some not, to show his appreciation for his partner’s craft. He still had little interest in the theater, but he had to admit that Roman was a spectacle onstage that rivaled the beauty of the constellations. He performed with such gusto, such genuineness and bravado that Logan would have to be a fool not to see the raw talent his boyfriend possessed.

So, to say the least, Logan took date night very seriously. They were both very busy individuals with their work, so some down-time spent together at home was something he cherished dearly. He wanted to express to Roman how much he loved him and adored his company. He was never as spontaneously romantic as his boyfriend was; sometimes Roman wrote him love-letters just for the hell of it, several pages long and sentimental enough to bring a tear to Logan’s eyes. But he could still do whatever possible to ensure that Roman understood that he cared.

Logan and Roman ate dinner and chatted idly about their days. Logan forwent explaining his deep-seeded exhaustion that was beginning to take a tole, determined to make the most of their time together.

It was only when they shut the lights out and Roman put on “one of Logan’s nerd science documentaries” that he liked so much did the weight of the day settle over him. He fought to keep his eyes on the screen, basking in Roman’s embrace but despite how much he willed it, he was dozing off before he knew it.

“Mmm – what?” Logan mumbled in confusion, shifting the blankets around him and realizing he was in bed without remembering how he’d come to be there, his glasses placed gingerly on the bedside table. Roman chuckled, turning their bedroom light out and sliding into bed beside him.

“You started drifting off, sleeping beauty,” Roman teased, “So I brought you to bed. I noticed that you looked tired when you came home but you should’ve said something. We could’ve rescheduled date-night and allowed you to get a few more hours of sleep.” Logan sat up, his mind still somewhat fuzzy with sleepiness.

“I apologize, dear. I’d tried to stay awake.” Roman grabbed his hand, the contact comforting and soft.

“Whatever are you sorry for, my love? You can’t help that you’re tired, you must’ve had a hard day.” Logan sighed. Was it pitiful that the feeling of Roman’s thumb brushing over his knuckles in a steady rhythm was already beginning to lure him back to his slumber?

“I suppose so. A student was messing with flammable liquids without proper instruction and a small fire started. Luckily, it was put out with little trouble, but quite exhausting nonetheless. And then I’d had a staff meeting that was as dull as ever. Did you know they’re talking about cutting this year’s trip to the Science Center? I was appalled.”

“Oh, you poor dear,” Roman cooed in a tone that had it been anyone else, Logan would’ve been positive Roman was making fun of him. Perhaps he was, if only a little, “Why didn’t you say something? I would’ve understood; you’ve put up with me in more sour moods than I’d dare to count.” Logan sighed, relaxing against his boyfriend as Roman ran a hand through his hair.

“I don’t know…I suppose I didn’t want to disappoint you. I enjoy our time together and I didn’t want to sacrifice it, even if I was a little overtired.”

“You could never be a disappointment, mí amour,” Roman drawled out flirtatiously, pressing a quick kiss to the back of Logan’s neck, “And I will always understand if you’re too tired or upset to do something. Just as you preach to me, physical health and mental health are incredibly important things that shouldn't be disregarded."

“Yes, but it’s different when I’m begging you to go to bed when it’s already past 3 am and you’ve hardly had anything to eat all day,” Logan scolded, though the feeling of Roman massaging his scalp took much of the bite out of his bark.

“Ah, but similar nonetheless.” Logan yawned, feeling Roman’s arms wrap around him as he pulled him into a cocoon of an embrace that he was positively helpless to. “Go to sleep, dearest. We can talk more in the morning. I love you with all my heart.” Logan had very little energy for a rebuttal of any kind, instead sinking further into the warmth that was Roman’s hug, closing his eyes and drifting back into slumber.

“I love you too.”

=+=

[advernia]

hi hi!!! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ mmm… i try not to expect something out of an unreleased route (bc most of the time i am horribly betrayed lmao) but there are loads of stuff i hope to see! forgive me for being rambly tho haha!  

mousse. i actually have no idea what to expect from his route but what i do know is that his current position as a diplomat bothers me in a lot of ways lmao! but anyway… naturally we should be getting details on why he left the red army in the first place, so maybe on that side i do wish we’d get more insight on the workings of the red army, i guess? not that i’m expecting something super detailed or anything (tho it would be great if cybird feeds us with details), but for starters, maybe something more concerning the chosen bloodline - for instance, how did it come to be that for the red army, those thirteen certain families are the only ones strictly allowed to fill in that one position in the chosen ranks??? do relatives or family branch members count??? additionally, is mousse the first case of someone stepping down / refusing to take over their designated rank??? i’d like to think that he isn’t, but then again i maybe wrong???

alternatively… maybe mousse’s route could fill in some bit of cradle lore too? lmao i mean he is a diplomat and alice is a ‘visitor’, so he’s the best suitor to fit in the role of a tour guide. maybe a little more idea on how cradle works as an actual country, bc god i can’t even imagine how it functions properly. who knows, maybe he actually knows about that abandoned building in the forbidden forest + why it’s there in the first place. maybe he can actually elaborate the background of the goddamn 500 year conflict. if he actually does, bless my soul.

on relationships… while mousse is neutral but a former red, i imagine we’ll be seeing more of the ra guys rather than the ba, maybe… that’s fine with me since i’m interested in learning more about his relationship with lancelot, and maybe how he interacts with kyle + edgar since we already have a general idea of how he is around jonah + zero. but since the neutral faction has increased now, i’d like it if most of his interactions would involve more of his fellow neutrals. they need more screentime.

and finally, romantically… man, that ‘love at first sight… or is it?’ bit on his profile really gets me. oh, i will be ridiculously happy if that whole ‘love at first sight’ thing is interpreted as just sheer interest on mousse’s part. he’s in love with the visitor from the land of reason, with alice the second who hails from the same land as the first alice. he’s in love with the thought of her, a person who lives in a world so different from his own…but has he ever seen alice the second as the woman she is, as another human being??? this is probably unlikely to happen as mousse doesn’t seem too cold as a character but OOOOHHHHH I’D LOVE TO HAVE A TWIST（○□○）

tl;dr: a focus on red army history / more expository stuff on cradle. a toss between mousse interacting with the ra + neutrals, preferrably more of the latter. if cybird pulls a surprising twist / interpretation on mousse’s ‘love at first sight’ for alice, then i will LIVE.

dean. for starters, i’d like a little more understanding on how the boarding school he works in operates haha… i get it’s open to all regardless of status (red/black, noble/commoner maybe?), but what type of school is it, is it a regular one or a military academy of sorts??? if it’s a military type, to what extent are the students trained - basic combat/magic or are there advanced classes or all that shebang??? from what age are you able to enroll in it??? who runs it??? probably someone from the neutral faction / government itself but seriously speaking, is this the only school available in cradle??? if you’re wondering why i think that, i just find it odd that two different factions that have been in constant conflict still send their kids to study in that one school where anyone and everyone is accepted… i’d imagine the red side isn’t so happy about this more than the black side is, but maaaybe it’s a government-mandated / treaty / pact thing??? tbh i’m still on the fence on those ideas since there’s a lot more questions that would arise from that but… yeah. just… details, pls _(:3」∠)_ oh, more bonus points if we get more info about the day everything went dark!

anyway… dean being a professor appears underwhelming but it’s pretty interesting to take into account that he probably trained all(?) of them army suitors so… personally i’d be interested if there’s your teacher vs. student(s) fight scenes lmao. preferrably with dean still able to hold his own. bonus points if he taunts his opponent in the process with words like ‘i see you’ve forgotten your fundamentals’ or something haha! even more bonus points if we get dean/alice fighting the forces of evil magic disciples together!!! oh, that would be so good.

it would be fun if dean’s the type to subtly poke his former students with their dark history past mistakes when he sees them / needs them to settle down or smth. maybe he has dirt on someone like luka (and no, it isn’t about him feeding birds on the rooftop lmao). maybe he’s the only one who can make sirius & lancelot feel nervous easily, holy shit. but again, as dean’s a neutral, i’d prefer his interactions to involve more of his fellow neutrals. especially dalim. though that might be a given considering their relationship. i will greatly appreciate seeing more of the tweedle twins dynamic. even more if it turns out that the main conflict/antagonist of their individual routes happens not to be amon, but their other half and it’s not because of alice. AHHHHHH ( ･ᴗ･̥̥̥ )

idk what dynamic they’re gonna shoot for with dean & alice, but i do hope it doesn’t give off your ‘teacher-student’ vibes aha…… considering how dean’s personality appears so far though, i’d like to think that a slow burn would be fitting for them…? maybe something similar to lancelot’s where the conflict is given more focus than the romance itself.

tl;dr: background on the school + the day everything went dark. teacher vs. student(s) fight scenes + dean/alice fighting duo. dean being lolz evulz to his former students. tweedle twins drama, bless. if dean/alice gives off the teacher-student dynamic, well… can’t say i didn’t see that coming.

dalim. oh boy, while i’m trying hard not to expect anything for now, i can’t help but pray for something good with dalim. i think he has the best potential among the new three since he’s only (or first) suitor in an actual antagonistic position - he knows it, he accepts it, and he’s still going with it. if cybird handwaves a redemption arc for him thru the flimsy power of kira-kira labu (or friendship), i will be very, very, very disappointed. seriously.

anyway, there’s a lot of question marks surrounding him that i want answered but of course, more dirt on the magic tower. perhaps whatever details about the tower that they failed to address in harr’s route they can add + elaborate here, though i really wouldn’t mind knowing more nitty gritty on the human experimentation bit. then there’s the matter about the regression magic he developed. though maybe all before that detailed stuff, maybe some background about how dalim came to be a magic disciple would be good. and how and why he manages a pub on the side. origin stories are a must.

not gonna lie though - i’m more interested in his social life, his relationship with amon the first priority. how long has he known amon, did he approach amon or was it the other way around, when did he start serving amon, do amon and he have similar goals, how ‘loyal’ is he to amon, was he already amon’s subordinate when amon killed his father, did he help amon kill his father, why does he even serve such a guy in the first place... yeah, all that and more. hopefully those are going to be addressed. then there’s dean... if dalim’s goals + ambitions are purely for the sake of his older twin, i’m gonna cry a river. even moreso if his determination is so strong that he still chooses dean over his kira-kira labu for alice. now if cybird really does pull that off, consider me IMPRESSED. HOT DAMN.

them aside, in general his relationship tree seems complicated... he has strained relationships with harr + zero + loki + oliver, though it seems that he and harr still can seem to hold ‘conversations’ with each other... lancelot + seth don’t like him... idk if he was already involved in the day everything went dark operation, but if he was then ray + fenrir would definitely knock him down... lmao that’s a lot of hostility there, and that’s as dalim. as dum, zero + ray + fenrir + oliver are still wary of him haha! well, i hope his interactions with the rest of the cast will fare better / some of those relationships may not be as strained as they seem???

and the romance... since dalim’s human experimentation is a step farther and darker than edgar’s history of murder, there is no way you are going to make me swallow the possibility that he could go down the same route and be pardoned by cradle through trial. or in any way going to be redeemed + forgiven / set free quickly. no, i won’t accept it either if amon does something similar to a claudius and suddenly decides to say that he pulled dalim along for the ride (rather, i’d be furious). ends i’ll accept are dalim himself demanding for or receiving proper judgement for his actions. the feelings between dalim and alice are there & acknowledged, sure, but sadly regardless of what ending they physically cannot be together.

too angsty??? maybe it is, since i personally feel that his situation has the potential to feel more... well, military/war-fitting than the other suitors. i’m not hoping for that scenario simply because i want that extreme angst + drama, but rather because it somehow doesn’t sit right with me that someone so goal-focused, someone who seems to have walked down the wrong path of his own volition, who stated himself that he isn’t human and won’t let ethics stand in his way (zero’s route), would allow himself to be easily forgiven for all that he had done. it’s like a disservice. believe me, i like redemption arcs. but for something severe like what dalim dabbled in for what seemed like years... redemption almost sounds too kind.

i hope whatever they have planned for dalim would appear reasonable and satisfying, both to how they will portray his character and to the plot of his route as a whole.

tl;dr: more magic tower info. his history with amon. tweedle twins drama, bless. more insight into his relationship tree. cybird, dalim/alice’s foe yay has potential, pls don’t mess it up.....

[mattyfm]

new york’s very own matthew oliver was spotted on broadway street in converse . your resemblance to luke hemmings is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty-fourth birthday bash . while living in nyc ,  you’ve been labeled as being temperamental , but also benevolent . i guess being a gemini explains that . 3 things that would paint a better picture of you would be bubbly laughter, the smell of fresh coffee, & long drives to watch the sunset  .  ( cis male & he/him  )  +  ( monique , 20 , she/her , pst . )

my name is monique i’m both the baddest and saddest bitch you’ll ever meet and i have NEVER written a concise intro in my life, so be prepared for a lot of jumping around, incomplete thoughts, and information you didn’t ask for. without further ado let me introduce you to my angel boy matthew oliver.

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐬

full name. samuel matthew oliver.

nicknames. sam, sammy, matt, & matty (preferred name and most commonly refereed to as).

age. twenty-four.

date of birth. june 17th.

occupation. actor. (i might give him another job eventually but don’t hold me to that)

sexual / romantic orientation. bisexual & biromantic.

birthplace. asbury park, new jersey.

zodiac. gemini.

spoken languages. english.

𝐛𝐢𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐲

samuel mattew oliver was born to two extremely loving parents jeremy and elizabeth marie oliver, arguably one of the most influential celebrity couples known to man, at least that’s what it felt like growing up in the household, everyone was talking about the oliver’s and when they weren’t...well that never happened

as a middle child, preceded by his older brother mason, and succeeded by his younger sister cassandra, naturally he was born with a crave for validation, anything that separated him for his siblings

but naturally in his need to be different he found his closest allies, more so mason than cassie, but eventually she grew on him, and was most certainly not forced upon the dynamic duo of brother by their parents, but believe me he grew to adore her!

childhood was seemingly normal minus the bombarding questions from nosy students who wanted to know what it was like to have celebrity parents or be rich or live in a house with more bedrooms than necessary 

unlike his siblings however matty reveled in the attention way more than he let on, it was nice to be noticed for something, even if it wasn’t quite what he’d been hoping to be noticed for

but by no means was he stupid! he wouldn’t allow anyone to take advantage of him and had an unusual talent for knowing when people only wanted to use his friendship as some sort of gain for himself, and extended this talent to his sister cass, because boy oh boy did she need it

their dad who i forgot to mention was a professor at juiliard, his alma matter, caused a constant bouncing back and forth between their coastal home in new jersey and their urban townhouse in new york

both places felt like home to the trio! they made so many good memories, however matty was extremely preferential to the coast, and to this day maintains a beach boy vibe, swears everything is just better by the beach

going back to his upbringing for a minute high school rolled around for him and mason and he just became even more extremely protective of cassie, he went through things extremely unknown to his family

on the outside he was the model person and student, honor roll, a long glowing list of extracurriculars including sports, even holding down a normal job like everyone else at his high school, and not a single blemish in his criminal record, the squeaky clean olivers remained squeaky cleans

HOWEVER there was some shady stuff going on behind the scenes my guy, nothing too terrible, just the usual teenager with loving parents who raise a troubled teen, not because of any past trauma but a need to feel seen

DRUGS & ALCOHOL TW got into a lot of fight but always told them they had to fight after school, he got into drugs, nothing too hardcore, just weed (is that a weed i’m calling the police vibes).....at first.....but that’s a different story so moving on! he of course drank with his buddies at high school parties, honestly just vibing my guys, just straight vibes always

secret!!!!

CAR ACCIDENT TW & ALCOHOL TW & DEATH TW one day he’s vibing, it’s the summer they’re celebrating another school year complete, and by the end of the night nearly black out drunk at this point, he knows he can’t go home so he decides to get a ride home with a buddy he worked with, tell his parents that said buddy took him home after work, they worked on homework and fell asleep. and honestly had he had a little less to drink, he would’ve realized that his friend was just as drunk as he was, but they drove anyways. this lead to a drunken car accident, that ended in the death of a pedestrian. thankfully his friend’s dad was a lawyer, and they covered that shit up immediately.

after this whole ordeal choose an accelerated course of study to pursue his acting career, finally something people would talk about that would be solely his, like not really, but let him have his moment alright, he was desperate 

lowkey feels guilty about being a hypocrite towards cassie because he’s telling her not to do any of the thing 

ADDICTION TW he almost kicked his habit but getting back into acting and the guilt of having blood on his hands, was too much for matty, and he developed a drug / alcohol dependency, which he recognized was extremely harmful! he went to rehab! and has been very vocal about his struggle with addiction ever since

had an on set romance with a costar that crashed and burned, quite publicly, and was just not good for his mental health one bit! def didn’t help with his constantly teetering sobriety but he managed to get through it with the help of his family and his friends

acting wise he’s starred in a bunch of movies but his baby is the netflix show that he’s been working on, i would like to think it’s kind of a sitcom esque show mixed with the same comedic timing of the office, parks n rec, those kinda self-aware humor vibes

ADDICTION TW he plays one of the main character, and his dipped his toes into directing and writing a couple of episodes, the show truly gives me one day at a time vibes, just brings light to mental health, addiction, important issues you don’t normally see portrayed on tv, and he def plays schneider, the bumbling rich boy who does and says what he’s told, struggles with addiction, has a super childish nature, and just a hint of self-awareness but just a hint as a little treat

this is so ooc but i’m realizing he’s quite literally schneider from one day at a time

MENTAL HEALTH TW & ANXIETY TW has receded from that cool kid persona he once held back in what i refer to as his ‘glory days’ and is now extremely vulnerable to everything and everyone, will literally cry if you even look at him the wrong way. struggles with really bad anxiety, among other mental health issues (which is why his netflix show and he advocate so heavily for mental health!) but is quite literally one of the nicest people you’ll ever meet, softness runs in the oliver family ig.

IS LITERALLY SO CHILDISH....where was once extremely mature for his age....he now copes with his trauma by just acting like a toddler, literally mixes chocolate milk IN HIS MOUTH like a heathen, but that still doesn’t stop him from being fiercely protective of cassie, and will fight anyone for her

currently vibing! filming, being his best(?) self, and making trips to the nj coast

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲

positive traits. accommodating, adaptable, affable, affectionate, agreeable, altruistic, amiable, attentive, caring, cheerful, communicative, compassionate, considerate, courteous, creative, dependable, easy-going, empathetic, exuberant, friendly, fun-loving, generous, gentle, genuine, gregarious, helpful, honest, humane, humble, joyful, kind, lively, loyal, loving, optimistic, outgoing, passionate, playful, reliable, resilient, romantic, sincere, sociable, tender, trustworthy, thoughtful, understanding, and warm-hearted.

negative traits. anxious, amenable, avoidant, awkward, critical, defensive, disorganized, dogmatic, (over)emotional, evasive, foolish, forgetful, forgiving, gullible, headstrong, hopeless, idealistic, impatient, impulsive, irrational, messy, moody, oblivious, (over)protective, sensitive, shy, thoughtless, and weak-willed.

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

here’s some basic plot ideas but we can always brainstorm smth! friends, frenemies, enemies, friends to lovers, childhood friends, ex best friend, costars, unrequited crush, bad influence, exes, one night stand, roommates! i have

[vrronica-sawyer]

Hi! Sorry to bother you but I was wondering if you could tell me where to find a like. Plot synopsis/layout for the beetlejuice musical? I tried looking online but I couldn’t find anything, and I thought if anyone would know it would be you! Thanks!

I can give it a shot!!! 

Also heads up to anyone that usually avoids musical spoilers but figures they don’t need to for this because theyve seen the movie, the plots very different! 

Quick Summary first for anyone who doesnt want spoilers but wants to know if it’s smth they’d be interested in: 

A demon invisible to everyone but other ghosts schemes to become visible to humans by first manipulating a newlydead couple, and then the living daughter of the family who moves into the deceased couple’s home.

(i’ll include song names so you can have an idea of where you are in the plot when listening to the album)Basically, the story starts with Lydia Deetz at her mother’s funeral, singing a short song Invisible about how she feels invisible and abandoned in her grief. After she leaves Beetlejuice comes, sings a song The Whole Being Dead Thing that’s basically introducing the show to the audience and warning that it will be unapologetically about death, and then after the song explains to the audience that he is a demon caught between the world of the living and the dead. He can’t interact with humans, unlike ghosts who while invisible can still do ghost-y things to them like possession, moving things, etc, and wants to change that (in a cut part of this scene that was somewhere between previews and the final frozen version of the show for broadway he explains that he scared too many humans to death and that’s why he’s stuck like this as a sort of punishment, and he wants to change it so he can go back to doing that). He explains that if someone says his name three times he’ll be able to be seen by and interact with the living, and that he has a plan. 

He then goes to the home of Adam and Barbara Maitland, a couple he informs the audience is about to die. They sing the song Ready Set Not Yet, which is about how they want to have a kid and are at the stage in their 10 year life plan where they would have a kid, but they’re worried theyre not ready so they keep putting it off. At the end of the song they decide theyre CLOSE to being ready but still have some stuff they want to do beforehand, and then step on a weak part of their floor, falling into the basement and dying. Beetlejuice is there for all of this, unseen because theyre alive, and addresses the audience once more explaining that for his plan to work he needs to keep the Maitlands trapped in their home, throwing out the Handbook For The Recently Deceased that appears for them while theyre still in the basement as it would tell them that they need to proceed directly to the Netherworld. They then climb back up, realize theyre dead, and are greeted by Beetlejuice which makes them freak the hell out. So he sings The Whole Being Dead Thing Reprise telling them that he’s their guide to being a ghost. Then he tells them that time moves differently when you’re dead so while it seems like it’s only been a few minutes, someone’s already bought their house and they’ll need to scare that family out of the house if they want it to stay as it is, while he says this movers begin to come in and throw out their belongings. They agree and head up to the attic.This is when the new family comes in, Charles Deetz, his daughter Lydia that you met at the start, and Delia, the life coach Charles has hired to help Lydia move on from the loss of her mother. While Lydia is offstage it’s revealed that Charles and Delia have a romantic relationship but that they’re keeping it a secret from Lydia. When you meet the family it’s immediately clear that Lydia and her father’s relationship is rocky after the loss of her mother, Charles not wanting to talk about it and to act like everything’s fine while Lydia has developed an obsession with death, begun to dress in black, and refers to her mother as “Dead Mom”. Charles reveals to Lydia that they’re moving into this house which is upsetting to her as she wants to stay in the house they lived in with her mother, Delia fails at life coaching her, then the two adults leave her alone downstairs where she sings Dead Mom, a song to her mother essentially talking about how frustrated she is with her father for his refusal to talk about her mom and how lonely she feels without her mother as she was the person who understood her best.  From there we head back up to the attic, where Barbara and Adam are getting a lesson on scaring people from Beetlejuice. It’s clear that theyre very boring and timid people who aren’t good at this in the slightest to his annoyance. They sing Fright Of Their Lives led by Beetlejuice, basically going over several methods of being scary which the two fail at, and Beetlejuice lamenting that he needs them to get the family to say his name three times to free them but that first they need to scare them and, clearly that won’t happen. ( i think this is all because humans won’t notice ghosts unless theyre forced to via unexplainable haunting type happenings, so only then can they make the humans say his name). After the song he says they won’t be able to do it and gives up, leaving, but Barbara insists that they have to and she and Adam hype themselves up singing a quick Ready, Set Reprise before throwing some bedsheets on and making ghost noises, leaving the attic.  

We then see Delia and Lydia in Lydia’s new room, Lydia still miserable as Delia continues to try to “Life coach” her and cheer her up to no avail. Charles is planning a dinner party with an investor as they’ve moved here because Charles plans to set up an area of houses for rich people, and he wants Lydia to stop acting like this before then. Delia sings No Reason, a song about how great life is and why Lydia should think more positively and how everything happens for a reason, which Lydia continually derails. It also offers some insight into Delia’s character, talking about how her husband left her and she’s had a rough go of it up till now. After the song Delia leaves, and Adam and Barbara appear in the room still wearing sheets and acting like ghosts. Lydia is unfazed, merely excited at the sight thinking that they’re a sign from her mother. Barbara and Adam are thrown off and run away back to the attic, but are followed by Lydia.

 The three talk and bond, Lydia finally being able to talk about her mother without being told to stop, and excited thinking that if ghosts are real then her mother must be back haunting their old home. She agrees to help them scare her dad since the Deetzes leaving is what all three of them want, and suggests that if they aren’t good enough at being scary then they should just take advantage of the fact that her father can’t see them, having her act like theyre scarier than they are. She runs into her father’s room followed by the Maitlands and screaming about ghosts, only to catch him with Delia in his bed. She learns that not only are they together, but her father has just asked Delia to marry him. He tells her that she needs a mother and they all need to be a family, to which she tells him that she wishes she was dead and runs away. We then find Beetlejuice on the roof, crying and singing a joke-y reprise of Lydia’s opening song Invisible about how much it sucks to be him. He’s interrupted by Lydia coming onto the roof with a suicide note, planning to jump. As she’s reading her note aloud and gets to a part about feeling invisible Beetlejuice agrees, used to humans not being able to see him, but Lydia does and is understandably confused as to who he is. He is VERY excited that she can see him, and asks her to say his name three times. Here we get to Say My Name, a song where Lydia and Beetlejuice go back and forth as he tries to convince her to say his name three times, but she’s understandably wary. Adam and Barbara come to the roof looking for her after she got upset and try to warn her to stay away from Beetlejuice but he possesses them in order to make them give him praise and insist he can help Lydia deal with the whole situation with her father. This just convinces Lydia further that she doesnt need him after he tells her all ghosts can possess people, pushing him off the roof and ending the song by suggesting she and the maitlands use possession to scare her father during the dinner party, turning the tables by declaring she’s gonna make her father say her name. After this we go back downstairs to Delia and Charles who are setting up for the dinner party, deciding to just carry on without Lydia as there’s no sign of her and the investor is arriving soon. After the investor arrives and they’re all sitting down for dinner Lydia comes downstairs, acting sickly sweet and wearing a yellow dress Delia bought her to Charles and Delia’s delight. She suggests Delia give a toast before dinner and she does so, however Adam and Barbara possess her mid speech, making her sing The Banana Boat Song, and soon everyone except Lydia has joined in on a very chaotic number of Day-O (The Banana Boat Song) with a reanimated roasted pig, ghostly hands made of plates of shrimp, and scariest of all, choreography. Lydia is delighted until the investor exclaims that this is good news and that they’ll make a ton of money from a haunted house, and without any other ideas, she decides to summon Beetlejuice despite the Maitlands’ protests. After his name is called three times the scene gets even more chaotic, Beetlejuice shoots fire at people, the roasted pig brandishing a knife and chasing Barbara off stage as Adam follows, and a gigantic floating Beetlejuice head and hands attacking people until everyone has ran off but Beetlejuice and Lydia. Lydia’s horror quickly dissolves as she realizes her dad has left and Beetlejuice declares that it’s their house now, and that’s how Act 1 ends.

Act 2 opens with the song Girl Scout, as a young girl scout with heart arrhythmia is wandering the neighborhood selling cookies. She explains that because of her heart condition she could die from being too scared, and then knocks on the Deetz’s door. Lydia answers and invites her in, and then Lydia and Beetlejuice scare her. This continues as more people come to the door and Lydia and Beetlejuice take turns frightening them and singing That Beautiful Sound, a song about how fun frightening people is and how glad Lydia is now that there aren’t any grown ups around. After the song, Beetlejuice states that it’s been three days since they scared everyone away and since then they’ve been running a haunted house, Lydia playing honorary ghost. He gives her a tote bag that all dead people supposedly get, and in it she finds The Handbook For The Recently Deceased. He tries to convince her she doesn’t need it because she’s not technically dead but she gets excited thinking that she could use it to bring her mom back, leaving to go find the Maitlands after realizing only dead people can open this. Beetlejuice is hurt that she abandoned him and that she would rather be with her mom and announces that even after making it so he can be seen by humans he’s still alone, so he now wants to go a step further and become human. He says that in order to do this he needs to trick Lydia into marrying him, quickly explaining it’s “just a green card thing” and he’s not actually out here trying to get with a 15 year old girl. Meanwhile Lydia has arrived at the attic where Barbara and Adam have been hiding out the last three days frightened of Beetlejuice. When she arrives theyve been talking about how to get rid of Beetlejuice as it’s not a safe situation for Lydia and they’re worried. She shows them the handbook and they open it, reading that all ghosts are supposed to go to the netherworld. They look through it but don’t see anything about bringing a ghost back from the dead, however they do read that to get to the netherworld you draw a door on the wall and then knock three times, Adam doing so with some chalk. A door opens where he drew it, leading to a mysterious foggy place with green lighting, and Adam enters a hypnotic state at the sight, beginning to head towards it. Barbara gets scared and closes both the door and the book, telling Lydia she needs to stop all this and that they’re scared for her. Lydia gets mad and says theyre scared of everything and that’s why they’ll always be trapped in the attic, then leaves. 

Barbara is upset and thinks Lydia has a point, singing Barbara 2.0 (rip Children We Didn’t Have u~u) about how she and Adam are caught up in the past and how when they were alive they were pathetic and afraid of everything but now they need to toughen up and take charge of their afterlives, especially now when Lydia needs them. 

At this point Charles and Delia have returned to the house to rescue Lydia! They’re accompanied by Delia’s Guru Otho who claims he has created a way to trap ghosts. Lydia and Beetlejuice see this and hide from them, Beetlejuice claiming he can help Lydia bring her mom back. He opens the book for her and tells her what spell to use, however when she uses it it’s revealed that it’s actually a spell to exorcise Barbara. He tells her the only way he can save Barbara is if she agrees to marry him, again explaining it’s just a green card thing, and she agrees having no other choice. However as he opens up the Netherworld to send the Maitlands away Lydia jumps in instead, her father running in after her before it closes. 

Lydia and Charles arrive in the Netherworld and are greeted by Miss Argentina, Lydia telling her she wants to find her mother and revealing that they’re alive. At this Miss Argentina sings If I Knew What I Know Now, or as I like to call it Movie References, The Song, about how she regrets her suicide and Lydia should cherish life, other dead people chiming in with the lessons theyve learned from death (mostly telling her to avoid the dumb ways they died like smoking in bed or getting kicked by a horse, but still.) Immediately after the demon Juno arrives who is in charge of everything. She ushers the Deetzes through but an alarm goes off because they’re alive, to which she tells some dead football players to kill them, and they all run off. 

Lydia runs around the Netherworld alone crying out for her mother until she finally collapses. She starts to realize this is hopeless and wonders if it’s what she should be doing. She then sings Home, about her feeling torn between her house back in the real world where she has family and a life but where she’ll never feel completely home without her mother, or here in this empty world where she might, maybe, find her. Mid song her father finds her and they have an emotional confrontation about him not letting her talk about her mother and showing no emotions regarding all of it, while in his mind he’s just doing what he has to in order to help both of them move on because the loss was so great if they dwell in it he doesn’t think they’ll ever stop. He talks about his last days with his wife and says her name for the first time in the show, presumably for the first time since she died, and Lydia makes him promised that they can talk about her as she’s terrified that she’ll forget her. She agrees to go home, her father reminding her that Beetlejuice is waiting for them. She says she feels bad for Beetlejuice because he’s so lonely but then says that they can use that to beat him. She says she has a plan thats really weird but it’ll work if he goes along with it, and her father leaves to go open the door to go back. At this Lydia concludes the song saying she’s gonna go back and that Adam, Barbara, Delia, and her father are her home. We go back to the house to see a game show set up with Adam, and Barbara as the contestants (they all have the name cards but Adam’s just says “sexy”) and Otho attached to a big spinning wheel. There’s an audience of skeletons that have such cool designs!! I thought they were puppets for a sec but no theyre ensemble!!! Beetlejuice costume designer was robbed at the Tonys. But I digress. 

The game shows basically a fun set up before Beetlejuice kills everyone, and Otho’s up first. I guess he dies??? Beetlejuice spins the wheel and then it goes off stage and there’s a big crashing noise and u never see him again, so? They cut all those deaths from DC but they were like “I draw the line at Otho though this bitch CANNOT live.” and honestly? Valid. ANYWAY right after that Lydia and Charles return, Lydia wearing her red wedding dress from the movie. She pretends to actually want to marry Beetlejuice, that she left to get her dad’s blessing, and Beetlejuice doesn’t buy it. (”I mean you literally jumped into Hell to get away from me.”) Adam interjects to say that he’s also in love with Beetlejuice, going over and kissing him. Then Barbara slaps Adam and says she’s in love with him as well, leaning into kiss him but getting too grossed out and backing away. Then she says they’re ALL in love with Beetlejuice to which they all agree. They then start to sing Creepy Old Guy, basically summarized by “Beetlejuice x Lydia Shippers Have No Rights”. It starts out with Lydia Barbara and Delia sarcastically singing about how much they love when they get catcalled by old dudes and that Lydia getting to marry a guy just like that is the dream, which is p much what the rest of the song is talking about. They then both say “I Do”, technically being married, and Beetlejuice becomes alive. He has a Journey Through All The Human Emotions (check out an audio clip of it here bc its v funny) that ends in anger, so he decides to still kill everyone. Lydia then stabs him with one of Delia’s statues, revealing her plan all along was to make him human so he’d be killable. He then wakes up as a ghost, Adam opening a door to the Netherworld so he’ll enter the same trance Adam did that first time and enter. He’s stopped however by Juno entering, looking for Lydia. It’s revealed that she’s Beetlejuice’s mother and she hates him. She says no one’s allowed to go to the Netherworld and then come back so Lydia has to die, but everyone’s against this including Beetlejuice. She throws Beetlejuice into the Netherworld and heads towards Lydia, but she says she finally wants to be alive and isn’t going anywhere, and the rest of them have her back. Juno then says she’ll just kill all of them, but Beetlejuice crashes in at this point RIDING a sandworm, which eats Juno, leaving only her leg behind. Beetlejuice picks it up and says “Hey look Lydia now we both have dead moms!”, and then starts to say goodbye to everyone, giving Adam his mom’s leg, lydia the cowboy hat (Oh yeah he rode in on the sandworm now wearing a cowboy hat), and says he’ll miss her the most. Then he leaves. Lydia asks the Maitlands if they can all live there together, and Delia sadly begins to leave until Lydia asks her to stay. They all begin to clean up the house, singing along to her dead mother’s favorite song Jump In The Line, Lydia reprising Dead Mom in the middle while the others continue to sing a medley of Jump In The Line and Day-O, singing about how she’s found her home. 

[asamlambung]

Gush about your fave DR character! ♡

WVJHKHKHKHK anon whoever you are please know that youre unleashing a beast but also thank you im….. 

(actually i made a tierlist for this though it might not be as accurate since it was a few months ago)

(also sorry for the characters that are in the lower tiers i swear even if i don’t like them most of them are still good memes. and the ones in “c” and “b” i’d definitely like more if there’s some good art/fics that explore their characters better though i might not actively look for it.)

OK so just to preface i havent seen most free times and most of my impression came from joseph anderson’s playthrough sooo i might be biased but im definitely planning on rewatching at least v3 in its entirety with all of its ftesO i guess it’s best if i start chronological and lemme just say. SAKURA OOGAMI IS BEST GIRL

it’s easy to say that im weak for big stronk gal who can lift me easily. and there is /definitely/ that point.

this is gonna sound weird but i really like the level-headedness she brings to the trials. i wouldnt say she’s the smartest but she rounds up the whole cast in a way that keeps the trials from being too absurd and non-sensical. there are other characters that also do this but seeing it come from her makes me happy somehow? maybe it’s because she also balances asahina in that sense and also that she’s the fourth trial stronk person who’s the most level headed compared to gonta and nekomaru. not saying those two are bad either, they’re great characters in their own right but i feel like their function is more on the side of entertaining rather than weighing in on the discussion. i especially think nekomaru’s whole thing with shitting is funny and it’s kinda a shame that sdr2 cut him from trials starting from the third.

speaking of sakura, yes i ship her with hina. no, duh. they’re good together. but i was also kinda touched when she talked about kenshiro. idk, sakura has two strong beefy hands and she can hold her girlfriend and boyfriend at the same time ok.(pretty sure kenshiro appears in udg but i havent experienced that game outside of seeing a few cutscenes so i wouldnt know)

also the fact that we get a callback to her in the strawberry house was. idk if i should say cool or if it was funny but it was something. and yep, her death was the saddest out of the fourth trials the games had. nekomaru’s death was more respectful for me and i felt more sad about gonta during his trial than his death. it’s more gruesome than sad, to be honest.(and ok the smoothskin joe gives to sakura is also kinda funny)

with other dr1 characters i like most of them are usually because of my friends’ (who got into dr years before i did) influence like kyoko and celeste. there are some others i laugh at but it’s more because of the inside jokes of the streamer i was watching.

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ok so with sdr2 komaeda is easily one of the top. but tbh the reason why it is is bc a few years ago i read this (illegally distributed) doujin that had written his character really well. tbh i feel kinda bad now knowing that the doujinka stopped circulating their doujin bc of that and some of the subject matter of their doujin is… a bit too much for me. but the ones that are good are really good and when i came into canon i was like, “oh, this is the fingers in ass guy who got memed to death" nowadays, i see him more as pickle nagito though. i am interested in seeing how his character can be… well, not redeemed but i want to see him heal. whiiich might never happen in canon bc his hope bagel personality is too infamous now.

also i know everyone hcs nagito’s voice as smth along the lines of nico’s voice or john’s voice but like consider jph’s stoner voice. please. it’s so fucking funny with the fucking pickle komaeda meme. maybe it’s bc although im not obsessed with hope or despair, i related to his way of seeing karma. 

after experiencing sdr2 thoough, lemme just say that johnny yong bosch did a great job voicing hajimmy hinata. like im not even kidding i really like that voice and if i was ursula i would steal that voice for my own use. buutt i cant do that. unlike komaeda, i’m pretty indifferent to his character arc and enjoy his one on one interactions with the characters more and how he reacts to the immediate events that happened over the course of sdr2.

soo yeah komaeda and hinata are literally opposites in my head, ain’t much of a surprise that i ship them i guess. but!! i like a lot of the gals in sdr2 surprisingly.

like, ok. maybe i’m biased but the designs for the gals in sdr2 are so goddamn adorable. like okay there’s the obvious ones like chiaki and sonia. and i don’t know why sonia’s personality is so goddamn adorable. like not in the “awww you’re so fucking uwu” type of way but more in the sense that she’s funny? it feels like even through all her weirdness that she still manages to make genuine connections with the characters.

with peko, it’s hard to dislike her considering her whole arc with the second trial. of course liking her goes in hand with liking fuyuhiko’s character too but i just like.. how stoic she sounds??? it’s adorable????? and with mikan yeah she kinda went… off in the third trial but consider???? her voice when she snaps was so goddamn hot?????????????? sdr2 has the best voice acting cant change my mind.

and i don’t know why, gundham is so goddamn funny and if i wanna show how absurd sdr2 can get i show my friends gundham’s scenes. he’s fucking funny, ok. and alongside nekomaru i can respect his death in a way. i goddamn saluted when i first watched his execution (with the full context of the trial) because i just really liked the conviction he carried with his murder.

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aand with v3…

miu’s one of the funniest character ever!! i swear. i know some people look at the sex jokes and go, “ugh” but im a manchild so i ended up enjoying her moments so much. though i’m kinda a bit meh on the fanservice side, i like how she’s one of the characters who sticks out more. in my language we call her “pentolan” i guess.

tenko’s kinda an easy character for me to like considering… stronk lady. would love for her to carry me. the misandry can get a bit too much but she’s also a pretty funny and genuine character on top of that so she came out with me liking her.

kaede and tsumugi are characters i grew to /love/ after i thought about them a lot.

with kaede, the point i started to relate to her… was with her thirst with girls. i swear im not joking. but. okay. i like her position as the protag and all her ideals. one thing i was surprised that didn’t manage to make me relate to her was her passion for piano considering i’ve also studied it for like, around 12 years. maybe it’s because i kinda fell out of it around 2 years ago because reasons. despite of that though, i like how assertive she was in her time as the protag. and her execution was goddamn beautiful.

tsumugi, though, i wouldn’t grow to love as much if it weren’t for 郁十‘s works. like. please. go watch all of their videos it’s all so good. i think someone else talked about this, but tsumugi’s position as the mastermind feels a lot more “human” than what we got with junko enoshima. compared to kaede, i feel like we could’ve gotten so much more with her as a villain and i just want to see more of her outside of her “plain bread” facade.

it might also be due to my own hcs for them so they’re on my head a lot more than most of the other v3 characters are. even more than my two actual favorites!!

ok, ok. kochiki and shuichi are definitely my favorites of the bunch. like, the toppest tiers of fav actually. it’s kinda hard to talk about these two separately tbh. maybe it’s because before danganronpa, my previous otp in my previous fandom had these two’s dynamics as well. and like, there’s a certain pairing to a fandom i haven’t caught up to in years who also have a detective/phantom thief dynamic. aaand also persona 5 and that one pairing that i don’t have to name for people to know which is my otp.

yeah i’m a sucker for these types of characters. it’s kinda typical that they’d be popular in the fandom. which i’ll  h a p p i l y  eat up.

soo it’s kinda easy to start with kochiki. i think i don’t have to go into every minute detail and go all meta on why i like him as a character because a lot of people have articulated better on why his character works. he’s fun to watch when interacting with other characters and figuring out his motivation put my brain on work. i’ll say this though, i actually enjoy kokichi better when he’s not being woobified. he’s a rat through and through and i will enjoy this possum boi for that.

(oh wait, possum boi is rantaro. nvm.)

and now mr. detective himself. so i loved his character at first. didn’t love him more than kochiki but. liked his arc, he was a fun protag. then the fan content came and he became very moe in my eyes so i guess it’s easier to say that i uh, like fancontent of shuichi better but i like canon kokichi better. and also how is it that the majority of ousai e-rated works has shuichi as a top SHUICHI IS NOT A TOP um yeah anyway. i feel like out of all the main characters he’d be a pretty nice person to hang out with.

also his eyelashes are nice. im totally not embarrassed while typing this out. im literally physically restraining myself from typing out more so i can not embarrass myself even further.

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okay congrats anon here you are i hope you enjoyed this embarrassing mess it took me more than a day to type this out because i don’t know where i should stop myself regarding some characters. but uh yeah. i have gushed. now i shall return to the abyss.

(unless anybody asks me to gush about my ocs which might actually be thrice as long as this)

[otomates-a]

🌺 (Abby/Sam? Your Haley/one of my SDV brood? My Candace or Calvin/one of your AP bois? Some RF crossover? Literally any SDV/HM/RF crossover???? THERE'S OPTIONS, OKAY) (not opposed to 🌹 either, listen)

LET ME KNOW YOUR SHIP IDEAS, I’LL RAMBLE ABOUT THEM.

↪ accepting / @voiceofmany.

🌺 — platonic ship & 🌹 — romantic ship inputs !

u gave me many options so u get many rambles, come @ me for anything that interests u i’m crying 😂

ABIGAIL & SAM

WOW i love sam & abby !!! everyone always talks about seb & abby’s friendship but henlo they’re SLEEPING on this combo?? conceptually they have such differing aesthetics and in some ways their personalities kind of clash. like even though they’re both silly, sam is way more outgoing and friendly and easy to talk to whereas abigail is a little bit of a shut in … hard to have a convo with at first … doesn’t have the highest confidence in the world … lowkey stage fright … etc. IT MAKES THEIR DYNAMIC SO INTERESTING bc they get along so well.

i can see sam being ??? so supportive of abby’s insecurities and def pushing her out of her comfort zone. & prob being a big part of the reason why she’s part of his band w/ seb despite usually wanting to sink into the background.

also abby ??? getting sam to like ??? slow down a little bit… enjoy quiet moments… take a break from the skateboard, take a seat, chill… watch the stars bro they’re breathtaking… then we can go beat up losers in video games u know KJNMH

romantically their aesthetic would literally be “shut up and dance with me” except sam is the one dragging abby onto the metaphorical dance floor while she freaks out bc what if she stomps on his toes or falls on her face or breaks her foot idk 😂

abigail voice “you saw me when i was invisible” cliche

FRIENDS 👏 TO 👏 LOVERS 👏 IS WHOLESOME

HALEY & ELLIOT???? HEAR ME OUT???

me, gently tapping a mic: why didn’t these two interact more tf. OKAY BUT LISTEN they’re actually so … wildly different BUT LIKE IN A GOOD WAY ??? elliot is literally chilling on the beach trying to get in touch with his creative spirit meanwhile haley (at first) is trapped in this town kicking at dirt bc she’d rather die than live there literally WHAT is the appeal. elliot is chasing his dreams and is very emotional and open with himself, whereas haley is too scared to HAVE substantial dreams and doesn’t know … wtf she’s doing… elliot is a good person and easily approachable… haley is……… NOT THE GREATEST HUMAN BEING EVER (at first glance) so like,

can u imagine the slowburn between these two. LIKE be it platonic oR romantic, bc either way it’d be a slowburn. haley doesn’t trust people and thinks they’re kinda beneath her in pelican town, whereas elliot is more of an open book who gets along with the other residents? he’d prob be perceptive enough to pick up rather early on that haley is kind of lost and actively just looking for reasons to hate where she is instead of trying to find smth to be happy about… which means her attitude would be likely go right over his head and he’d be able to put up with her, which means… very slowly… she’d start to warm up to him and the more he reached out to her, the more she’d start reaching back

HALEY READING ELLIOT’S WORK AFTER THEY GET CLOSER BUT REFUSING TO ADMIT IT I’M CRYING

elliot’s dedication to his writing ending up inspiring haley… to start actively finding her passion for photography… which she will admit. eventually.

elliot in general just helping haley become a better person. which in turn means she reaches out to more people, and they also help her grow into a better person.

CANDACE & CHASE?

ok i’ll be honest shy girl / jerk guy is a bias … esp since chase isn’t REALLY an actual jerk so much as he’s just a sarcastic deadpanned dead inside daydreamer i’m sobbing. with someone like candace, he’d actually have a bit soft spot like. he’s mean to girls like maya because they constantly tap dance on the last good nerve he has, but with how nice and Soft™ candace is, i can see chase literally being SCARED OF UPSETTING HER LIKE KJHNMKHJNM. there’s a line he won’t cross when it comes to being rude to people, and candace is on that line

platonic or romantic, after they start interacting, chase would likely go out of his way to make nice gestures towards her bc like ??? candace is??? an angel and deserves it lmao. he’d actually literally try to bring her flowers as gifts every now and again or make her and her grandmother lunch … etc …  avoids luna like the plague tho that girl is scary KJNHKJHNM

concept : chase speaking to her in whispers so she’s not the only one who’s talking like that until she gets used to speaking to him normally.

honestly this is just a very soft combo like. candace is someone chase would probably see as very delicate and comparative to a flower … like not in the sense that he’d mother hen her or think she can’t handle her own day to day life, but in the sense that he’s always gentle with her ?? chase isn’t the type to censor himself, necessarily, so it’s not like he’d never be honest or speak his mind or be … HIMSELF but unlike with other people he wouldn’t actively seek out annoying her and if he ever did heck up, he’d immediately back pedal and try to fix things as opposed to being like “lol idc perish”

candace making chase clothes. please. he is. a fashion disaster. help him.

BONUS ROUND: CROSSOVER IDEAS U COULD MULL OVER

sofia / vishnal. because she would. probably make him feel awful about himself until he figures out the truth about how she talks and then can you imagine the shedding of light on every interaction they’ve ever had. she would feel so guilty every time she looked at him and it’d take some coercing on his part to make her stop thinking he hates her i’m sobbing…

pia / carlos. not actually a crossover but. carlos, meet your greatest enemy … a literal fucking fish mermaid who has no goddamn idea what flirting is and won’t understand the concept of romance unless you literally fall so deeply in love with her that ur willing to sit her oblivious ass down and have a 6 hour conversation about #LOVE. his entire character goes over her head. which is hilarious. alternatively on this line of thought but with an actual crossover: pia / elliot or pia / calvin lmao she pairs well with a lot of muses.

selphy / penny. because their dynamics would probably go really well together, especially with penny having such a difficult history. selphy is so upbeat and positive even when she’s feeling down, she’d actively reach out to penny no matter the circumstances. she’ll talk to her for 983475983475 hours about books too it’s fine. come work in her library, penny.

gale / haley. i have no explanation for this beyond beauty and the beast aesthetic except the beast is a grumpy af wizard who just wants to be left alone to enjoy the wildlife and magic of the world and beauty is a seemingly shallow spoiled brat who probably thinks staring at flowers all day and chanting spells is the dumbest thing in the entire world but also Hm

I’LL LEAVE IT AT THAT TBH if you throw literally any pairing at me i CAN come up with ideas about either friendship or romance between them, this is my weakness & my specialty so 😂😂😂 GESTURES VAGUELY TAKE FROM THIS ALL AS YOU PLEASE.

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maiden in the forest

Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Pairing: MomoJirou (Momo Yaoyorozu/Kyouka Jirou) Words: 1646 Summary: In which Momo remembers the time she heard Kyouka sing in the middle of the forest. (Fantasy AU) Links: FF is here! AO3 is here!

Momo felt as if she were under a spell the first time she heard Kyouka sing.

To describe the experience as enchanting would not do it justice. There are times, when the workload for the sovereign becomes too much, and Momo leans back and closes her eyes, her mind remembering every single detail of that day.

It started like any other day. Momo woke up the moment sunlight began to streak through her window. She stretched, ate her breakfast, donned her armor, reported to Eraserhead—her commander—and continued on to make her rounds around the perimeter of the capital.

Her station at the time was north of Yuuei, ensuring the area about twenty miles or so were safe, especially the paths where caravans of traders and travelers often take. The path, surrounded by forests, was a popular place for bandits and thieves to hijack passersby, but Momo made sure none of them got their way. Ever since her first encounter with a pesky band of scoundrels, Momo's rounds became uneventful and—dare she say it—boring.

Nevertheless, Momo is one of meticulous and neat work, and that day was no different. She walked up and down the paths with attention. Occasionally, a traveler would pass by her and she would greet them with a smile and a nod, but resumed looking at the empty stretch of dirt and trees in front of her.

The soft clink of her armor filled the air, standing out from the gentle rustling of the leaves above. She breathed heavily, taking in the sweet scent of flowers and the earthy smell of soil. The pale shadows of branches danced on the ground with every breeze, and Momo couldn't help but notice how beautiful the natural scenery of the forest was.

Suddenly, Momo's hand flew to her sword, her hand tightening around the hilt. She listened carefully, ignoring the trees and the faint song of the birds. A moment passed, with seemingly nothing, until Momo heard the faintest voice coming from inside of the forest.

She slipped into the shrubbery, taking note not to make more noise than she had to. She walked carefully, stepping over stray twigs and dead leaves, before pressing her back against a tree. She listened again, the voice significantly louder this time. Momo concentrated on the words, but quickly realized they sounded oddly…lyrical? She leaned over to peek over her shoulder, slowly drawing her sword in the process.

Behind her was a circular clearing in the forest. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness, but she managed to make out a female figure sitting on a stump in the middle. The figure was singing, softly plucking her lute that rested on their leg. Momo noticed small forest animals gathering around, obviously attracted by the player's song. The noon sun was directly overhead, the forest canopy shaping its rays into a beam that shone exactly on the singer.

Accompanied by the soft greenery of the forest and the comforting sunlight, Momo felt as if a nymph was entrancing her.

A faint clatter ruined the moment. The animals immediately scattered, and the singer's song was interrupted by a sour note. She looked up, making immediate contact with Momo.

Momo looked down with horror when she realized she had let go of her sword while drawing it.

Cursing under her breath, Momo quickly picked up her sword and sheathed it, revealing herself from her hiding spot. The singer jumped to her feet and looked as if she was ready to bolt, her face flushed red.

"Wait!" Momo called out, reaching out her hand. "I mean no harm! I'm Lieuten—K-Kyouka?"

Kyouka stopped what she was doing, her face getting impossibly darker. "Y-Yaomomo? Wh-what're you doing here?"

"I—I was doing my rounds when I heard something in the forest." Kyouka looked as if she was going to pass out at any moment. "What're you doing here?"

"I—uh"—Kyouka has to pause to clear her throat—"I…" she trailed off, averting her gaze.

"You…?"

"I came to…"

"Kyouka, I'm afraid I don't understa—"

"I came to sing!" Kyouka finally finished. Her face was as red as Ejirou's hair at this point, and Momo wondered how she was still standing.

"…In the middle of nowhere?" Momo asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"Well—I—it's not…."

"I mean, granted, you do have an audience of some sorts," Momo began, gesturing in the general area where the animals ran, "but…why don't you ever sing in front of the others? I, for one, never even knew you had such an ability."

"My parents were traveling bards, back when they actually, you know, traveled. So…I learned how to play from them." Kyouka shifted her weight back and forth on her feet, absentmindedly plucking the strings on her lute. "But it's not something I…share with people."

"I don't see why not." Momo gave a soft smile. "I think it's a wonderful talent that I think ought to be shared with people."

Kyouka shifted her gaze here and there, looking everywhere but in Momo's direction. "But it's not exactly the…bravest thing, right? I mean take what you do, for example." Kyouka looked at Momo and gestured at her gear. "You walk around the capital and ensure everyone's safe. Being able to fight unexpected thieves—I think you hold an incredible amount of bravery, you know?" She smiled, one that looked awfully like yearning. "I…wish I could have that."

Momo did not reply right away. Her gaze settled on the whip hanging lazily on Kyouka's side. A part of her thought it was funny Kyouka had chosen that as her weapon of choice—it seemed so unlike her, now that Momo thought about it, especially considering Midnight was the mentor as well.

"I like to think what you do is very brave," Momo finally said after a while. She shifted her gaze up and saw that Kyouka was staring at her with wide, bewildered eyes.

"Y-you do?" she asked.

Momo nodded. "I think it takes an incredible amount of bravery to be able to perform in front of an audience, whether they be human or not. A certain kind of bravery no knight can ever muster, and only the talented of bards can. So I think, because of that, your parents and, in turn, you, are very brave people."

Kyouka's blush instantly came back, this time coloring her entire face up until the tips of her ears. "Y-you're too kind, Yaomomo…."

"I only speak the truth," she said with a small smile.

For the first time in their unexpected encounter, Kyouka broke out into a smile, one that showed teeth and caused the edges of her eyes to smile along with her.

And then, she laughed.

It was light and cheerful, a stark contrast from her usual husky voice. Momo felt her heart stop in her chest at the first note, and her breath caught in her throat as she involuntarily held it. She swore she could hear Kyouka's laugh dance in the air before the wind blew it away, the ghost of its melody still ringing in her ears.

If hearing clouds on a pleasant day was possible, Momo believes they would have sounded exactly like Kyouka's laugh from that day.

"—o? —rozu? Yaoyorozu?"

Momo opens her eyes, and blinks to get adjusted to the sudden light shining in her face. It takes several more blinks and a moment for her to realize she wasn't staring directly at sunlight; it was the glare from Tenya Iida's plate armor.

Tenya adjusts his glasses with a sheepish smile on his face. "Did I disturb you from your nap?"

Momo shakes her head. "I was thinking, not napping." She adjusts herself in her seat, sitting up properly. "Is there something I need to do?"

The young paladin sets his arm in an awkward position, his expression turning suddenly stoic. "I believe it is time for you to do your rounds! Eraserhead asks that you report to him before heading off!"

"Of course," Momo says with a smile, standing from her seat. "Thank you, Captain."

Tenya gives a firm nod before squaring his posture and giving a salute. Momo does the same, and at the same time, the both of them break attention and leave her small office together. They part ways with simple goodbyes when the corridor splits, and Momo is left alone with the faint clink of her armor echoing in the stoned hallway.

As she turns the corner, Momo catches a familiar song drifting through the hall. She continues down her path, the voice getting louder and louder, until she reaches a door that's slightly ajar. She peeks in and sees Kyouka inside with her eyes closed, singing and playing her lute beside Present Mic.

Ever since their encounter in the forest, Kyouka decided to train under Present Mic in order to learn the bardic magics. According to conversations she overheard, Kyouka showcases prodigious ability Present Mic has never seen before in his entire career.

Just thinking about it makes Momo's chest swell with pride.

Kyouka finishes her song, her voice tapering so that the last few plucks of her lute rang in the air. She opens her eyes and looks up slowly, noticing Momo standing in the doorway.

Momo breaks out into a smile and gives a small wave, mouthing "Beautiful!" as she does so.

The bard returns her smile, her face aglow with pride and accomplishment. Momo can't tell if it's because of the golden sunlight beaming through the window or if it's an effect of the song she just sang, but she swears she can see a faint green glow surrounding Kyouka, a color that reminds Momo of that day she saw a figure singing in that forest clearing.

an: ey yo whassup mtv welcome to my momojirou fantasy au fic.

i hope you guys enjoyed it - i struggled for the longest time to write smth momojirou, but the sudden desire to write a fantasy au for bnha characters gave me that shove to write this. im still a little rusty from not being able to write in such a long time, so i hope you'll forgive any mistakes.

if any of you are interested in me writing an actual multi-chapter story of a bnha fantasy au, or even just more oneshots, that'd be great. i'd love to hear some input because honestly, i'd love to write it.

thanks for reading. love you.