#anyways no one understands margaret mitchell like me she was just kinda there and then i wrote the pyramid fic and.

[that-was-anticlimactic]

you have some of the nicest titles ever. but i need to know why chuuyas throwing shoes and cursing

omggggg i am 🥺

tehe so. idk if know, but i have a mini fic series (that i have actually yet to name so it isn't Technically a series on ao3 yet lol) that just involve dance mom pyramids being done in bsd organizations (lovecraft dance moms/reality tv fan real)

and this is the port mafia one iuyfgyhui there's a scene in dance moms where jill is wearing like a cowboy hat and is yelling stuff like, "i'll pack my bags and go home right now! is that - would that make you all really happy? bc that's what i'm doing! i'm sick of this s.hit! i'm done! good for you!" and she's packing and throwing shoes while abby is like "no that would not make me happy. i-" and keeps getting interrupted.

then it cuts to an interview with christie and she says, "jill's throwing shoes and she's cursing and all i can think is you are so hard to take seriously wearing that hat" and i saw that and instantly went: chuuya.

so, the fic is basically tachihara roasting the port mafia while occasionally mentioning his "armed detective agency boyfriend" (jun) oiuygtftgyuiouyg

here's a lil snippet:

“Anyways, next on the pyramid is Chuuya-san beca—”

“What?” Chuuya roared, glaring at Tachihara with enough venom to maybe kill Dazai. “Why? What did I do?”

“Man, you need to chill and let me finish talking,” Tachihara laughed. “Have some of the punch and cookies by the door. Also you complain about Dazai-san like, all the time. Every other word out of your mouth is his name!”

“As it should be,” Akutagawa cut in, nodding seriously. Gin elbowed him, shaking their head.

“Also… you do realize that not everything is a challenge, right? Like if we tell you not to eat an entire onion because we don’t think you’d like it, that isn’t us saying you can’t do it. You don’t need to, like, prove us wrong?”

To be honest, Tachihara didn’t think Chuuya understood that. In fact, they’d probably take the statement as a challenge. It was just an unending cycle of Chuuya screaming.

the guild pyramid fic

ada pyramid fic