#but i hate purple haze's vibe

[whos-hotter-jjba]

matchup between all the bruno gang stands? sorry if youve done this already i kinda cant remember

I haven't done that one yet!

Bucci Gang: Stand Edition

[pearlprincess02]

playlist for: TAURUS EDITION

part 1 for more artist

BY TAURUS MOON

"touch" - nct 127 / “warrior” - demi lovato / “dark side” - kelly clarkson / "impossible" - christina aguilera / "terrified" - childish gambino / “wait a minute” - the pussycat dolls / “confident” - demi lovato / "from home" - nct u / “pity party” - melanie martinez / "stand tall" - childish gambino / "find you" - nick jonas / “my life would suck without you” - kelly clarkson / "beautiful" - christina aguilera / “soap” - melanie martinez / "3005" - childish gambino / “give your heart a break” - demi lovato / "remember i told you" - nick jonas (feat. anne-marie, mike posner) / "walk away" - christina aguilera / “because of you” - kelly clarkson / “moonlight mile” - the rolling stones / “stone cold” - demi lovato / "bacon" - nick jonas (feat. ty dolla $ign) / "feels like summer" - childish gambino / "underappreciated" - christina aguilera / “dollhouse” - melanie martinez / “beep” - the pussycat dolls / “angie”- the rolling stones / "summertime magic" - childish gambino / “carousel” - melanie martinez / "teacher" - nick jonas / “i don’t need a man” - the pussycat dolls / “brown sugar” - the rolling stones / "numb" - nick jonas (feat. angel haze)

MORE SONGS (JUST VIBES)

"adorn" - miguel / "golden" - harry styles / "harvest moon" - neil young / "latch" - disclosure (feat. sam smith) / "stay" - rihanna (feat. mikky ekko) / "best part" - daniel caesar (feat. h.e.r.) / "the weekend" - sza / "electric feel" - mgmt / "sedona" - houndmouth / "crave you" - flight facilities (feat. giselle)

BY 2ND HOUSE MOONS

“i will” - mitski / “as if it’s your last” - blackpink / “salute” - little mix / “be the one” - dua lipa / “no excuses” - meghan trainor / “drunk dialing…lodt” - summer walker / “the good side” - troye sivan / “first love / late spring” - mitski / “love me like you” - little mix / “dear future husband” - meghan trainor / “physical” - dua lipa / “playing games” - summer walker / “love to hate me” - blackpink / “sweet leaf” - black sabbath / “me too” - meghan trainor / “drunk walk home” - mitski / “levitating” - dua lipa feat. dababy / “i’ll kill you” - summer walker (feat. jhené aiko) / “move” - little mix / “lost boy” - jaden / “planet caravan” - black sabbath / "reflection" - christina aguilera / “a pearl” - mitski / “hopeless romantic” - meghan trainor / “girls need love” - summer walker / “new rules” - dua lipa / “i” - jaden / “secret love song” - little mix (feat. jason derulo) / “wild” - troye sivan / “fluff” - black sabbath / “better when i’m dancin’” - meghan trainor / “happy” - mitski / “thinking ’bout you” - dua lipa / "hurt" - christina aguilera

MORE SONGS (JUST VIBES)

"ridin' solo" - jason derulo / "fancy" - iggy azalea (feat. charli xcx) / "royals" - lorde / "money" - pink floyd / "material girl" - madonna / "rich girl" - hall & oates / "billionaire" - travie mccoy (feat. bruno mars) / "gold digger" - kanye west (feat. jamie foxx) / "luxurious" - gwen stefani / "uptown funk" - mark ronson (feat. bruno mars)

taurus moon playlist (honorable mention : moon - venus aspects)

BY TAURUS VENUS

“and i love her” - the beatles / “breathin” - ariana grande / “change of heart” - cyndi lauper / “moonlight” - exo-k / “sativa” - jhené aiko (feat. swae lee) / "a&w" - lana del ray / “let it be” - the beatles / "purple rain" - prince / "panorama" - iz*one / “god is a woman” - ariana grande / “what is love” - exo-k / “love” - lana del rey / “when you were mine” - cyndi lauper / “comfort inn ending (freestyle)” - jhené aiko / “in my life” - the beatles / “love me harder” - ariana grande (feat. the weeknd) / “xoxo” - exo-k / “ride” - lana del rey / “i drove all night” - cyndi lauper / "l.a.love (la la)" - fergie (feat. yg) / "thats what i want" - lil nas x / "let's go crazy" - prince / “here, there and everywhere” - the beatles / “my turn to cry” - exo-k / “needy” - ariana grande / “true colors” - cyndi lauper / “blue jeans” - lana del rey / "clumsy" - fergie / "rodeo" - lil nas x (feat. cardi b) / “love me right” - exo-k / “positions” - ariana grande / “time after time” - cyndi lauper / "glamorous" - fergie (feat. ludacris) / “national anthem” - lana del rey / “i want to hold your hand” - the beatles / cream - prince / holiday - lil nas x / “money changes everything” - cyndi lauper / “born to die” - lana del rey / "big girls don't cry (personal)" - fergie /

MORE SONGS (JUST VIBES)

"from the dining table" - harry styles / "make you feel my love" - adele / “sweetest thing” - lauryn hill / “so into you” - tamia / “love on top” - beyoncé / “crush” - yuna (feat. usher) / "liability" - lorde / "1965" - zella day / "lover" - taylor swift /

BY 2ND HOUSE VENUSES

“no surprises” - radiohead / "otherside" - red hot chili peppers / “good old days” - macklemore (feat. kesha) / “neon lights” - demi lovato / “don’t know what to do” - blackpink / “all i need”- radiohead / "dani california" - red hot chili peppers / “hymn” - kesha / “blessings” - big sean (feat. drake, kanye west) / “cool for the summer” - demi lovato / “reckoner” - radiohead / "by the way" - red hot chili peppers / “forever young” - blackpink / “your song” - elton john / “woman” - kesha (feat. the dap-kings horns) / “savage mode” - 21 savage & metro boomin / “i don’t fuck with you” - big sean (feat. e-40) / “videotape” - radiohead / "californication" - red hot chili peppers / “don’t go breaking my heart” - elton john & kiki dee / “you never know” - blackpink / “bank account” - 21 savage / “boots” - kesha / “lotus flower” - radiohead / “skyscraper” - demi lovato / my last - big sean / “crazy over you” - blackpink / “out for the night” - 21 savage / “someone saved my life tonight” - elton john / “guap” - big sean / “sorry not sorry” - demi lovato / “whistle” - blackpink / “monster” - 21 savage & metro boomin / “single again” - big sean

MORE SONGS (JUST VIBES)

“thinking out loud” - ed sheeran / “earned it” - the weeknd / “stay with me” - sam smith / “let’s stay together” - al green / “you are the best thing” - ray lamontagne / “lovely day” - bill withers / “i will always love you” - whitney houston

taurus venus playlist

OTHER TAURUS PLAYLIST

taurus sun playlist (honorable mention : sun in 2nd house, sun - venus aspects)

taurus rising playlist (honorable mention : venus in 1st house, venus - asc aspects , venus dominants)

main masterlist

©pearlprincess0

[faye-writes-stories]

INTRO POST YEAHHHH

Okay so this is @f4y3w00d5s writing blog, I'll occasionally post short stories (probably unrelated to my main books) and things about characters, plots, subplots etc from my main stories.

CURRENT MAIN WORKS

-Freak Show (and other books in this world. This is where Ben and Faye come from) -The Ghost Story (something I've been working on the sides. Pretty epic. I dont think it will end well. no official title or names, just ideas.) -The Horror Stories (works i started when i was younger, series of short horror stories. Some characters may be reworked to be in main stories. Faye and Ben started out as these.)

You may submit asks to my characters, I will work on getting them pictures and bios on here.

List Of Characters To Ask Things

(Freak Show)

-Asmodeus (main character of Freak Show. half demon. A lot of development in the stories, most of which is planned out)

-Fay (okay you know her. shes my wizardblog person. but this is OG Faye. Some things are a bit different this verision doesnt have an e though)

-Ben (same as Fay. but more different.)

-Purple Haze (nonbinary and asexual supervillain. Faye and Bens boss. She's epic. Also just human.)

-Evil (pronounced Eh-vil. OG version of Matrix. Above gender. All seeing all knowing primordial being. actually neutral.)

-Merlin (this version of Merlins a faerie. also one of Bens exes)

-Cyprus (Merlins mortal boyfriend and leader of his guard)

-Cyrus (Vampire. Gay. Magnus Bane vibes.)

-Haydyn (Shapeshifter. Gay. sorta punk but very insecure)

-Evelyn (shes 14. when shes added. she'll date Azzy for a bit. Then some angel fucker named Tristan.)

-Cody (Fays youngest brother. he dies and turns into a vampire.

-Kyra (Jengu. i hate her guts. Shes one of the heroes.)

-Hazel (Kyras gf. Satyr. I also hate her. also one of the heroes)

-Dolores (Hah... hahaha... dont get me STARTED on this bitch)

-Matthew (Dead. used to date Dolores. One of the horror story people)

-Kylan + Christopher (boyfriends. Wraiths. Horror people again)

(Horror Story)

-Anaira & dolls (poor traumatised doll girl :(

-Fern (oh shes fucking EPIC!!! also traumatised.)

-August Smith (IMAGINE DROWNING ON THE TITANIC COS OF A PRANK)

-Adrika (please adopt my poor baby :(

-Jinx (literally just that song Parents by YUNGBLUD)

(The Ghost Story)

-MC (main character. unnamed.)

-The ghosts (oh i love these fuckers. boy + girl. murdered.)

[gummyswift]

My thoughts on random Taylor Swift songs

Before I get into it, I just wanna say that I'm no music critic, so don't take my opinions too seriously. This is all for fun.

Lavender Haze

This was one of my Midnight favs when I first listened to it and I still love it and the purple aesthetic.

Fav lyric: "Talk your talk and go viral, I just need this love spiral."

Stay Stay Stay

Cute! And underrated! This song gets a lot of hate cuz people think its childish or that it sounds like a Target commercial. It's not one of my absolute favs but I like it! I will say I think it feels a little offputting on a album where the main theme is heartbreak, but that makes sense considering it was only made cuz Taylor's record label wanted her to make a happier song for the album.

Fav lyric: "You took the time to memorize me. My fears, my hopes, my dreams, I just like hanging out with you all the time."

Holy Ground

Someone tell me what the background vocals are saying, I honestly can't tell.... ANYWAY this song is fun! The verses are the best imo.

Fav lyric: "Tonight I'm gonna dance for all that we've been through, but I don't wanna dance if I'm not dancing with you."

You Belong With Me

A classic! This was actually the first song I ever memorized, so I'll always have a soft spot for it. Admittedly it does it give off "not like other girls" vibes but I can forgive it.

Fav lyric: "And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town. I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down."

Girl At Home

So Taylor's Version of this song gets some hate cuz the production is pretty different from the stolen version... I like the new one better. I never really listened to the original Girl At Home unless I was listening to the full Red album, and I never really thought about it or played it on its own. The new Girl At Home I've actually gotten stuck in my head a few times. I think in general it's just more memorable.

Fav lyric: "And it would be a fine proposition if I was a stupid girl."

Clean

I love that you can hear this song and just think... water.

Fav lyric: "It was months and months of back and forth. Now you're all over me like a wine stained dress I can't wear anymore."

[narancias-headband]

I’ve been thinking, what if Team Bucciarati became animorphs? In the animorphs series, the kids stumble across a dying alien who gives them the power to morph animals by acquiring them so they can fight off these parasite aliens called Yeerks who crawl into people’s ear canals and control their brains. They have rules about being in morph for more than two hours or you’ll get stuck, and morphing is painless but a gross process. So I guess my request is, what if Team Bucciarati came across the dying alien and was tasked by him to fight the Yeerks? Would they agree and use their new morphing powers as well as their stands to fight off aliens that the Yeerks invaded? What kind of morph would they go for using in battle?

Of course they'd take up the challenge of fighting against the invading Yeerks. Giorno is the one who makes the decision to help, but Bucciarati is the only one who can convince the whole team to help out.

What is everyone morphing into?

Bucciarati - Snow Leopard

Smart, silent, cunning, powerful.

Yeah, okay it's kinda the spots...

Bruno definitely figures out how to use his stand while morphed. Imagine he swings his paw, claws out, slashing the enemy into ribbons. But wait... There's no blood? Each scratch is replaced by a zipper.

Giorno - Stag

Beautiful, graceful, surprisingly powerful.

Big Leader Energy™

Giorno has fun fighting in a style quite unlike his usual fashion. He has to admit that running straight for the foe, antlers first, is pretty enjoyable.

Probably uses Golden Experience to decorate his antlers with flowers because he's extra.

Abbacchio - Big-Eared Bat

Honestly, he really doesn't want to do this. Probably hates morphing.

Similar to his stand, his morph has more esoteric uses, such as echolocation or being small and going undetected.

Also fits his vibes lmao

After the whole ordeal, I feel like he softens up a bit and admits that it wasn't so bad. Soon, his desk has a handful of bat themed knickknacks. He developed a little soft spot for the critters.

Narancia - Dingo

The others (especially Mista) are like "oh damn a dog?! Haha" when he first morphs. Don't worry, he puts in work.

He gets so intense that it's a bit scary. Growling, hackles raised... It all seems a little too second nature to him. He's feral

You said morphing was gross? He does it constantly for reactions. Constantly.

He will use his morph to snag food from people, and Bucciarati will scold him for it. Fortunately, or unfortunately for Bruno, Narancia already has the puppy eyes mastered.

Mista - Sun Bear

Strong at close range, covers what his stand does not. He's very happy to be able to finally be effective at a closer range and protect his friends more effectively than before.

He doesn't really bother to use his morph and stand in tandem, though. The Pistols are probably afraid of him.

He's a smaller bear as to not limit where he can morph and be effective.

Fugo - Badger

A little unsuspecting, but absolutely brutal. Badgers are scary. Looks cute, could (and would) kill you.

Probably gets thrown at opponents, especially by big bear Mista. It's effective, but Fugo hates it. Which, I suppose, makes the tactic even more effective, because now Fugo needs to take his anger out on something.

I doubt he'd use Purple Haze while morphed. Badgers aren't the most agile, and he'd be wary of affecting himself with the virus on accident. Actually, he doesn't use PH much when anyone is morphed actually, fearing their unfamiliarity with the new form.

Trish - Secretary Bird

They're beautiful and manicured and they'll kick the shit out of you when provoked.

She loves the whole concept of the morphs, but is definitely very offput by the transition. It makes her cringe every time she does it, or has to watch someone else do it.

Doesn't mind the task of preening her feathers. Does mind all the teasing it gets her. She can't seem to convince the others that it's important to do if she's spending any sort of extended time morphed. She's the most likely to come close to two hours in morph of the group.

Can use Spice Girl to make the ground beneath her rubbery to launch her enemy back up into her talons and stomp down again that much harder. You know, if necessary.

[shenheshipwindow]

I'm so sick of myself, I'd rather be, rather be Anyone, anyone else

,, uh. 3 am lmao and uh <3 xiao please <3

💌 this is FUN <3 TY FOR THE REQUEST hope u like it hehe. idk i think i went a diff writing style for this one?

📌 angst; hurt/comfort ish; took less inspo from the lyrics and more from the vibe <3

[ 3 a.m. ]

it's three in the morning and xiao is plagued by nightmares he can't eat to get rid of. he tosses and turns in bed, expression the same as it always is, which makes you kind of sad. you lift him by the armpits like he's a cat, enveloping him in a hug, and he remains asleep. even you can't get rid of his nightmares for him.

a minute or two pass, and your boyfriend stirs in your arms. "[name], i'm having nightmares again. i'll go sleep on the couch, you stay here," he offers, mind surprisingly sharp for someone who's mind is probably swimming in memories they'd rather forget. you shake your head, too tired to say a word, but awake enough to care about xiao. xiao nods, but doesn't make an effort to go to sleep, and a sense of sadness and jealousy suddenly overwhelms you out of seemingly nowhere.

"do i make the nightmares worse?" you ask tentatively, finding the strength to talk. you know the answer to that. xiao glances away. "you're too good for me, you know that? you're way out of my league. i know you love me, and i love you too, i just wish i could be anyone else. someone who can stop your nightmares," you continue with a heaving sigh. xiao frowns, and this time he's the one who snuggles into your embrace.

"i love you too. and i'm sick of myself too. and the nightmares. god, you make them so much worse, but it doesn't matter. you just remind me of..." he trails off, and you get the feeling that there's someone else who made the nightmares better, and who could probably stop them. you feel a surge of jealousy again, but xiao's expression is soft, eyes brimming with tears. a lover, perhaps, who's name still hangs on his lips, and who's smile still haunts his dreams. that's the someone else you'd rather be, but not the someone xiao'd rather you be, for he loves you as you, nightmares and all.

you're guessing, anyways, and your brain is starting to haze from tiredness. you know xiao loves you and nothing would change that, so right now you're pushing his hair behind his ear and kissing the purple teardrop on his forehead. you try to put a past you never lived through behind you. you know it's not as easy for xiao. and though you both still hate yourselves, you love each other, and by the time you fall asleep, limbs entangled, the nightmares are gone - just for a night (or rather, morning).

[high-queen-of-exy]

The Foxes as energy drinks but it's my hyper specific opinion and less reasoning as it goes on

Kevin, who cares about his health, you know, like a loser, gets V8 energy. There's like, so little caffeine it barely does anything, but it's healthy. My grandma drinks theses. But like he also gets the blueberry pomegranate flavor because it tastes good

Andrew gets bang because it has unreasonable amounts of caffeine and it makes Kevin mad, cotton candy flavored because my boy has a sweet tooth and this one tastes like pure sugat

Neil gets purple haze bang because a. Same as Andrew with Kevin, and b. Because he seems like the kinda bitch who likes grape flavored things

Aaron is the the white monster, he just feels citrusy, like that's his whole personality as a flavor in my brain

Nicky is rainbow unicorn bang because my best friend used to bring me them and call it my "gay juice" when we were freshman

Allison is the Frosé Rosé bang, pretty, tastes nice, will induce heart palpitations

Renee gets the pink monster because she's pretty and also I like it

Matt gets the reign, idk what flavor because I've never had one but I think it fits based on vibe alone

Dan gets the the lemon-tea monster rehab, my ex used to drink these, I used to steal them, they're really good

And Seth gets original red bull, I tried one once and it tasted like piss

Honorable mentions-

Jeremy gets pipeline punch because my friend Caleb drinks them and they have the same vibe

Jean gets blue razz bang because my best friend loves them and I love her and also I love Jean and I dunno if that makes sense but it does to me

Leila gets radical skadical bang, I didn't even want this flavor, I thought it was rainbow unicorn, but it's really good

Alvarez is watermelon bang, I just think it's fun

Ichirou gets lo carb because it taste like the original but good?, essentially because....

Riko gets original monster, it tastes like battery acid, my dad drinks these, my dad is a peice of shit, I hate this kinda

[volfoss]

how about ranking bucciarati's team?

regret to inform you that ur gonna get a very long answer bc i have passionate feelings about them all! also trish is in this bc she is part of the team and no one will tell me otherwise and will also include some rambling bc it is me and i have so many feelings towards these characters and none of them r cohesive

under the cut just in case (post writing yes it was long)

Giorno Giovanna:

way way more complex than ppl normally give him credit for (i will not go into feelings on how a majority of the fandom treats him unless ppl want me to then i will in fact make a very long ranty post and will not be stopped)

mildly op (esp at the beginning with how hes kind of able to just use his stand really well w no problems altho i think thats true of most of the jojos that we have seen animated?)

i am emotionally attached to him and want to give him a big hug

hes just a kinda goofy kid and is maybe a bit not good with figuring out hey this is a semi dangerous situation maybe i shouldnt be taunting him (leaky eye luca for example)

has the actual best theme

i love how he works off the rest of the team so well (even w members who do not like him)

is in my top 3 jojos i love this kid sm i would adopt him if he was real

7/10

Bruno Bucciarati:

the fucking way his character develops from licky man to best dad material is my favorite thing

his outfit is so so so good i would die to wear it

in general this man is one of my fave jojos characters and i get a lot of comfort from him

hes just really neat and has a good taste in music

he did his fucking best and i will always love him for that

imo the way that his death was drawn out was genuinely one of the most heartbreaking deaths in the entire series and fucks me up each time i think of it

i feel like he really is the one to hold the team together in a way that everyone feels cared for and saved

def has a savior complex tho for sure

dilf but im ace

also manga superiority bc he either makes the stupidest faces or looks very nice (anime has a lot of weird animation in regards to his face) and also because its lingerie there instead of a tattoo that changes thickness and placement every second

10/10

Leone Abbacchio:

guilty pleasure liking man

i am obsessed with his vibes and wish to become him

i cannot physically express just how much i love him but hes one of my faves of all time (not obvious by my theme at all wdym)

i miss his manga palette but also the colored manga isnt my beloved but also black lipstick abba

hot take maybe but anime abba looks better than manga minus the lipstick debacle

hes so so tall and i will steal his height in a nice way

his past man his past it fucks me up

his death fucks me up normally but when i was rewatching recently, i saw he gave this tiny lil smile after helping the kids get their ball and i could not take it anymore

him and brunos relationship (canonically and out of canon too) is one of my favorites in the series

also fandom hot take as i guess i am doing those for everyone- but ppl either have him as cosntantly trying to murder giorno or being like good son and v out of character, and it is really weird? not sayign that ill do better when i write them but also like im convinced some ppl havent seen the show or smth

i will steal both him and bruno and marry them both <3

this man is beloved i love him to death

10/10

Pannacotta Fugo:

i cannot spell his first name to save my life

also fandom take- ppl make him constantly only angry boy all the time and it really irks me. ik araki did not give him 2 much to work w in terms of canon personality but its frustrating

the light novel purple haze feedback is so so so good and adds sm to his character and i really like it for that!

fugo is one of those that imo deserves a lot and didnt get that

genuinely the vibes between how he treats narancia is v interesting to me, like its clear he cares about nara but nara not doing great w math really frustrates him

i love their interactions and how he is genuinely a kind person at times

the manga colors r superior here, my strawberry boy <3

i just really love and appreciate him a lot and wish that ppl gave him more love

i keep getting assigned him on kin quizzes

very smart good boy

ALSO ok fugo did not do any wrong by leaving

unsure if thats a hot take but i genuinely dont blame the character one bit for leaving and again purple haze feedback really delves into that and why he did it

if ur a fugo fan go read it

his past is really upsetting esp in the anime i will cry over it

his stand is adorable and i wanna hug it

his vibes r fun and i wanna gift him strawberry dangly earrings

8/10

Narancia Ghirga:

this boy i am also adopting (i am adopting most of them sorry)

i really hate how ppl act as if hes stupid bc bad math skills do not equal stupid like did ppl not see the fight w formaggio??

the way he just fucking dove into the water after the boat and how brunos face went all soft and happy it will never not make me cry

he is constnatnly making me wanna cry if i think too much about him for 2 seconds i love him sm

how can anyone not adore him when he set an entire street on fire yk

hes just happy despite his past and it makes me sad i love nara sm

torture dance is one of my favorite memes from the show

ALSO ok the way he died so suddenly absolutely broke me bc the remaining team members r really just seeing everyone die in front of them so quickly

his goofy and laid back moments r my fave

i love just how loyal and caring he is to his friends

his stand is really cool and again the fight w formaggio was so fun to watch

8/10

Guido Mista:

probably my least favorite member of the team for a semi good reason:

the jokes towards trish are really really uncomfy and how fugo doesnt wanna be involved but he is pushing him to do something that makes him uncomfortable did not make me like him a lot

hes goofy but not goofy enough for me to be ok with the repeated jokes about that esp in the body swap episode (ik it was supposed to be funny but it just felt off)

his vibes r good but i wish we got to see his hair

the fandom interpretation is normally pretty good of him overall?

despite not loving him a lot, i really enjoying writing for him (one day might open up headcanon requests or smth but unsure)

hes someone id wanna watch movies w but his taste in movies and mine r very different

love how he and his stand get along

honestly has very very good comedic potential

i really like how he and giorno interact as the series goes on (in a platonic way i need to clarify that i love their friendship)

again him in purple haze feedback was really interesting

probably a 5/10?

Trish Una:

beloved and deserved better

her first outfit in the manga > outfit in the anime

actually in general i believe in manga trish superiority like her hair in the manga looks so cool

her stand her stand her stand i love sm

if u dont include trish in the group i am murdering u <3

HER CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!!!! IS SO GOOD!!!!!!

fandom gripe is how people either pretend she does not exist or has the trish first introduction thing where shes using her defense mechanisms and acting a bit spoiled

OK but her in purple haze feedback!!! mild spoilers but how bruno was taking care of her post the ending of vento aureo makes me so happy each time i think of it

very mad that she canonically didnt really get an ending and yet again PHF my beloved actually gave her that

how spice girl starts out as a stand thats helping her thru a very stressful situation is so cool and i love it

DAD BRUNO DAD BRUNO DAD BRUNO *frothes at the mouth*

but more seriously how she leans on bruno and begins 2 trust him and nearly point blank is referring to him as a father figure always fucks me up

esp because of the resulting fight afterwards

and the very ending of the arc that ends w bruno being like bye gonna go in the clouds and look ethereal now, oh man it makes me so sad

bc giorno is the only one that knew what happened and people that were closer to bruno due to knowing him longer didnt

i wanna see how trish coped w that personally

despite being introduced not at the beginning i think her arc and character in general were as well paced as it could be!

9/10

finally done! sorry that took so long but oh man i have so many feelings towards these guys its not even funny

[springsteenicious]

WRITING PLAYLIST #2 of 5

This one is for @those70scomics‘ fic, Jackie Stargazer (ao3 / ffnet). Keep in mind, I put this together. None of these songs are approved by MistyMountainHop, I just think they fit the vibe of her excellent fic. And I would like her to know that she has veto power over this playlist, meaning that if there is a song she feels does not fit on this playlist, she can tell me to take it off :D 

I will also be adding to this as more of the story is published. Each time I add to it, I’ll make a post with the tag ‘Jackie Stargazer Playlist,’ so if you don’t want to see these, block that tag. 

Listen to the playlist on Spotify! (Let me know if that link doesn't work, Spotify was being weird.)

Number of songs on the playlist (currently): 24 songs

Bands/artists: Cheap Trick, Deep Purple, Ezra Furman, The Kinks, Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Pink Floyd, Rainbow, Ritchie Blackmore’s Rainbow, The Dead Daisies, Black Sabbath 

Significant Songs: All. So, under the cut is my explanation for each song, or just the important lyrics. 

Downed by Cheap Trick - I’m gonna live on a mountain / way down under in Australia / it’s either that or suicide / its such a strange strain on you / Ooh, I got a mind / Over you it's not the first time / Ooh, I got a mind

Mean Streak by Deep Purple - This song is about Ro. It’s a kickass song and the lyrics fit her (and Hyde) very well. --- She drive me crazy gets inside my brain / She spun my money down the drain, ohh / So I roll over for my reward / How much can I afford? / She says, "Just a little more" --- I can't take this no more / Tried so hard but I can't get through the door / Because one smile from those eyes / And I stand there paralyzed / And she says, "You better beg for more I mean / Get down sucker you know what I like"

Perfect Strangers by Deep Purple - I am returning / The echo of a point in time / A distant face that shines --- I am the echo of your past

Black Night by Deep Purple - The whole song is relevant to Jackie. 

The Queen Of Hearts by Ezra Furman - See this post. 

Destroyer by The Kinks - Again, relevant to Jackie. --- She said, man, there's really something wrong with you / One day you’re gonna self-destruct / You're up, you're down, I cant work you out / You get a good thing going then you blow yourself out / Silly boy, ya self-destroyer / Silly boy, ya self-destroyer / Silly boy, you got so much to live for / So much to aim for, so much to try for / You blowing it all with paranoia / You're so insecure, you self-destroyer

Serve The Servants by Nirvana - Teenage angst has paid off well / Now I'm bored and old / Self-appointed judges judge / More than they have sold --- Serve the servants / That legendary divorce is such a bore / As my bones grew they did hurt / They hurt really bad / I tried hard to have a father / But instead I had a dad / I just want you to know that I / Don't hate you anymore / There is nothing I could say / That I haven't thought before

Heart-Shaped Box by Nirvana - Just. This song is so good. And can be very easily applied to JS. --- She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak / I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks / I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap / I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black --- Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet / Cut myself on angel hair and baby's breath / Broken hymen of Your Highness, I'm left black / Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back --- I got a new complaint / Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Rape Me by Nirvana - Self-explanatory. 

All Apologies by Nirvana - What else should I write? / I don't have the right / What else should I be? / All apologies --- I wish I was like you / Easily amused / Find my nest of salt / Everything is my fault / I'll take all the blame / Aqua Sea Foam shame / Sunburn freezer burn / Choking on the ashes of her enemy

Corduroy by Pearl Jam - This song is amazing and I could write so much about this and how it fits not just Jackie but Hyde too. If you listen to the song and follow along with the lyrics, you’ll see what I mean. 

State Of Love And Trust by Pearl Jam - State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext / Sin still plays and preaches, but to have an empty court, uh huh / And the signs are passin', grip the wheel, can't read it / Sacrifice receiving the smell that's on my hands, hands, yeah / And I listen for the voice inside my head / Nothin', I'll do this one myself

Once by Pearl Jam - I admit it / What's to say / I'll relive it / Without pain / Backstreet lover on the side of the road / I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode --- Once upon a time / I could control myself / Ooh, once upon a time / I could lose myself, yeah / Oh, try and mimic / What's insane / I am in it / Where do I stand? --- Ooh, once upon a time / I could love myself, yeah / Once upon a time / I could love you

Release by Pearl Jam - Again, relevant to Jackie. Just look at the lyrics. 

Black by Pearl Jam - Like Corduroy, if you follow the lyrics while listening you’ll see why I put this on the playlist. 

Paranoid Eyes by Pink Floyd - You believed in their stories of fame, fortune and glory / Now you're lost in a haze of alcohol soft middle age / The pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high / And you hide, hide, hide / Behind brown and mild eyes

The Thin Ice by Pink Floyd - Again, Jackie. And again, just pay attention to the lyrics. 

Stargazer by Rainbow - I will be completely honest with you, I chose this mostly for the title. The song is kind of a stretch, but if you look at the lyrics a certain way, the wizard is kind of Hyde. Anyway, I kept it on the list for the chorus(es): Where is your star? / Is it far, is it far, is it far? / When do we leave? / I believe, yes, I believe

Still I’m Sad by Ritchie Blackmore’s Rainbow - See the stars come fallin down the sky / Gently passing, they kiss your tear drops dry / See the wind come, softly blow / Your hair from your face --- For myself my tears just fall in the dust / As I search in the night and find they're lost / See the wind come gently blow / Time into my heart / And the rain comes falling down / While were apart / Still I'm sad

Unspoken by The Dead Daisies - Mostly because the lyrics fit, also there is a Degenerate Matter song with this same title --- In the oneness now you realize / Lost your compass and I sympathize / In the darkness now you fade to grey / In the stillness you will make your way / Oh, I can hear you breathe / Unspoken, you gotta let go / Unspoken, you're out in the glow / Unbroken, you let it all flow

Like No Other (Bassline) by The Dead Daisies - Don't breathe in the air on the dark side / It's a lie, you will go insane / You fall down, down deep in the landslide / Who am I, who am I? / You lose your head in the music / Move up and kiss the sky / You slip away and refuse it / Do or die, do or die

Come Alive by The Dead Daisies - Come alive / You can start over / Now take me by the hand and come alive / Gotta break your malady / You got to live your life free / So come alive

Resurrected by The Dead Daisies - Stare in the mirror, lines on my face, yeah / I wonder where the time has gone / It's been a long hard road out from the grave / But I keep a moving on / I been up, down, turned around / Kicked hard to the ground / Keep a coming back again / From the ashes, from the flame / I'm here to light the fire again / I'm back, resurrected

Paranoid by Black Sabbath - Sadly, this is yet another Jackie song. --- I need someone to show me / The things in life that I can't find / I can't see the things that make / True happiness, I must be blindMake a joke and I will sigh / And you will laugh and I will cry / Happiness I cannot feel / And love to me is so unreal

If you have questions about the songs or don't get why I put them on, feel free to ask!

[sunflowerhae]

I’m not in love 🎆🌌

Collegeboy!haechan x female!reader

->A.

⚠️Warnings *PLEASE READ!⚠️

->this story contains heavy themes including drug abuse, alcohol, drug overdose, blood, self hate, character death, and a funeral. There is also strong language used by both major characters. Please continue with these in mind.

⚠️I will put an astric (*) when shit starts getting real.

“So what, do you not love me anymore?”

If it wasn’t the deep blue and dark red lighting illuminating the hallway full of drunk teenagers and one second love stories that made y/n feel claustrophobic, it was the fact that she was currently questioning the past two and a half years of her love life with Haechan, the guilty looking boy in front of her.

This party was supposed to be good for them.

It was supposed to be a chance to temporarily escape the struggles of their everyday lives as juniors in college, and give them an opportunity to actually see each other longer than an hour or two - something that was rare for them, what with y/n’s intense school and work schedule, and Haechans priorities in his fraternity, Nu Cappa Ti, and as the tailback of the schools football team.

Y/n and Haechan met the first week of college. Haechan was rushing for NCT, and y/n’s roommate just so happened to be fucking NCT’s president. When Haechan got a cut from being punched by a guy with a ring in front of a crowd of drunk college students, y/n was there to happily clean the beautiful boy’s - that had caught her eye from across the room, not even one hour before - face. From then on, y/n let herself fall for this boy that she knew was destined to break her heart, and haechan let himself become dependent on this beautiful girl that he knew would hurt him eventually.

But, for the past two and a half years, things had been going pretty okay. I mean, as okay as it can go for two twenty year olds in love, but no time to show it. That’s why this party was supposed to be a thing good for them.

And for a while, it was.

Until the clock hit 12am, and Haechan downed his fifth shot, while y/n sat in the corner of the room, looking pissed and feeling too sober for this shit.

She didn’t understand. She looked hot, the vibe was hot, and Haechan was looking fine, like always. She didn’t understand why he wasn’t talking to her. She didn’t usually go to these parties. She had had a problem with drinking and drugs when she was in high school, and had tried to steer clear of them since coming to college. She thought Haechan understood. And he did. Y/n told him about her past when they first started dating. Haechan never pressured her to join him at the mandatory parties his frat hosted that he had to attend, once every other week or so. He never forced her to drink with him and his friends during his birthdays, or any holidays. He loved her, and he genuinely wanted the best for her.

And that’s not saying that y/n didn’t sometimes engage in a shot or two, or that she didn’t sometimes do a line of coke when she had done particularly bad on a chem test. She didn’t see anything wrong with testing the waters of relapsing, as long as she didn’t go overboard.

As long as she didn’t overdose.

But this party was feeling pretty fucking dry to her, as she watched Haechan slam another empty shot glass on the table tennis top. She saw the eyes that the other girls at the party gave him, and she didn’t miss the smirks and eyefucks he gave them back. Yeah, y/n was feeling pretty upset.

And for once, she wanted Haechan to know.

The only logical thing she could think to do was storm over to him, grab his arm, and drag him away from his dumb friends and their dumb faces and the dumb whores at this dumb party that she stupidly attended because her dumb boyfriend asked her too, and she - like a dumbass - loved him, and would therefore walk off a bridge if he asked her to.

Haechan really wanted to forget that y/n was there.

He loved her, and he was aware that he was the one that asked her to come. But she could feel pretty suffocating when she sat in the corner, with crossed arms while glaring at anyone who caught her eye. Haechan wanted to have fun with her, but y/n didn’t want to be at the party - she wanted to be in her boyfriends arms while binge watching the HBO show “Euphoria” that everyone raved about. That was her version of fun.

However, neither of them would describe fun as yelling at each other in a darkly lit hallway of a smelly frat house at 1 am. One was too drunk, one was too sober; both were extremely pissed. Haechan would have said anything to get away from her at that moment, and y/n would have said anything to get him to stay.

“Look y/n, I think we might need a break.” In retrospect, Haechan was right. They did need a break from each other. Time to re-evaluate their relationship; their needs. But unfortunately for everyone, y/n had very easily replaced the emptiness in her heart from drugs and alcohol with her love for Haechan; and addiction is unhealthy- no matter what it is you’re addicted to.

“Why do we need a break? Why, do you not want to be around me?”

“Maybe not! I don’t know, y/n!”

“Well fuck you! I’m your fucking girlfriend-“

“-fuck you too! You’re fucking obsessed with me-“

“-I’m not obsessed with you, I just love you! I just want to be with you! Hang out with you, not this drunk half assed excuse of a man-“

“-oh what? And you’re such a woman? It’s not my fault you replaced drugs with me, y/n! That’s not my fucking fault-“

“-oh that’s rich coming from you! You’re fucking drunk right now, haechan! You’re a fucking hypocrite-“

“-I don’t want to be with you-“

“-what?” The silence between the two felt so suffocating and intense and loud, y/n couldn’t help but wonder if everyone else in the room was choking like her. The music was loud, and everyone around her was in their own worlds, but y/n and Haechan were dead silent, and that felt suffocating.

“You don’t wanna- you don’t wanna be with me?”

Haechan looked down at the ground, and scratched his neck. “Fuck, I don’t know y/n. I don’t know-“

“So what, do you not love me anymore?”

Haechan didn’t say anything.

The blue lights suddenly reminded y/n of a time in her life when she would wake up feeling like she was being choked every morning. and she wondered if she had just died, and this was her own, personal hell as the choking feeling comes back up into her chest. She could feel herself walk away from him, into the kitchen, where she immediately turned on the sink and splashed cold water in her face. She could see Haechan shake his head and walk away from their spot in the hallway, and she could hear a boy who she had Environmental science with ask her if she’s okay. She could see herself ask him to hand her the fireball bottle on his right, she could see herself drink the whole thing, then do some coke, then take some pills she didn’t even know the name of. She could see herself walk through the party with hazed eyes and focused gaze on the colored walls that seemed to be moving. She could hear her friends asking her where she had been in her ear, she could feel her feet moving around the living room, dancing with her friends to the music she’s never heard before. And when she paid just enough attention and sat just still enough on the couch with the almost empty liquor bottle cold against her thigh, she could feel her heart turning into liquid itself, and falling into her acidic stomach; never to be seen again. She looked around the room, trying to find the eyes of someone - anyone - who could comfort her; hold her. But all she got for comfort and affection were the hot tears that rolled down her face and the inability to stop her chin from wobbling as she broke down on the couch of a frat house at 3am, while the purple and red lights warped her vision to picture a happy life for herself, with Haechan, that she could see dripping down the drain.

Having just enough consciousness to know she had to find her boyfriend, she used the bottle to push herself off the couch, where she then threw the bottle back down and started shuffling around the still crowded party.

She eventually did find Haechan. He was sitting in the corner of a different room, surrounded by a couple of his frat brothers, a couple other friends of his, and a couple girls that were ready to step in and take your place in Haechan’s life at the drop of a hat - or better yet, at the drop of you. He was laughing at something Renjun - a good friend of yours, as well as Haechans - said, when you shuffled up to him and put your hands on his thighs, almost falling in the process.

“Haechan, haechan, I need help. I don’t feel good.” You looked like a crazy lady. You were looking at Haechan with wide eyes, and were repeatingly smacking his thighs with every word.

Haechan was more drunk that he was earlier, and he had had a bit of Jaemin’s coke at this point. He didn’t think you were being that serious, and he figured you were being helpless for no other reason other than you didn’t know what else to do to get him back. Also, he couldn’t help but let the poison from his frat brothers mouths - directed at you - earlier get to him.

“Get off.” Haechan took your hands off his thighs and threw them by your side. Everyone who was sitting around Haechan and his friends were looking on in interest, and as you looked around, you saw that only Renjun looked worried for you in the least bit.

“Haechan, please my stomach feels really fucked up and my head-“

“Just go to my room and clean yourself up. God you’re a fucking embarrassment, y/n.” Haechan hadn’t even looked at you yet, except for when you surprised and slightly scared him earlier when you walked up. He just rolled his eyes, and started whispering in the girl sitting to his lefts ear, something funny, seeing as she giggled and started giving you slide glances. You didn’t have to ask to know that you were the punch-line.

You gave Haechan one more look of surprise, and stumbled away from the group of 20 year olds with shaky hands and bugged eyes.

(*) Something Haechan thinks about a lot, later in life, is this moment, as he finally looks up and sees your back as you stumbled out of the room and to the stairs. He thinks about what he would have said to you, if he knew it was the last time he would ever talk to you. He had eventually come to the conclusion that he would take your warm hands in his, and just hug you. Just to feel your hot breathe on his neck, and your hands in his, one last time. He would have said he loved you, just to hear you say it back once more. He would apologize for the careless words before, and he would give you all the comfort you deserved, and then some.

Sometimes, on the random nights where he isn’t having a nightmare about you, he dreams of this moment. He dreams that he got up, ran to your figure already halfway up the stairs, and pulled you into his arms. He would run his hands down your hair, and drag you to the closest bathroom, where he would shove his fingers down your throat until you threw up into the toilet all the toxins in your system. He would be crying, and mumbling, “please survive this, please survive this, please survive this...” until you were no longer throwing up. He would dial 911, and force you to down a bunch of water bottles, before you were taken to the hospital, and saved. But everytime, before he got the chance to kiss you again, he’d wake up, and he’d be alone in the dark, like always.

You had stumbled up to Haechan’s room, and slammed the door closed with all the power you had in you, not forgetting to lock the door behind you.

You’re body felt like it was on fire. It felt like the acid in your stomach had expanded, and was spreading to every part of your skin, and burning you from the inside-out. You wanted to throw up, run to the bathroom, and faint all at once. You were trying your hardest - and failing - to cool yourself down by fanning you face with your hands. You looked into Haechans mirror on his dresser, and saw that you were not only sweating like a spy being interrogated, but your face was extremely red, and your makeup was running down your face. You pulled your hair into a makeshift ponytail, and ripped your shirt off as fast as you could.

You were surprised nobody could hear your moaning and whimpering from out in the hallway. You felt like screaming, felt like calling for help, but you couldn’t open your mouth without a groan coming out. You put your hands above your head and looked for something - anything - to focus your attention on. Your eyes locked on a photo of you and haechan that was taped to the corner of his mirror. It was taken over the summer before your sophomore year of college - although you remember it like it was yesterday. Haechan and your’s close friend group had a tradition of going up to Santa Cruz on the last week of summer, and staying at a friends beach house for a couple days. The photo was taken on the first night. You were all sitting on the beach at night; the bonfire you all wrapped around lit your faces. Haechan had only had one drink, and you opted for a coke. You were both extremely happy, as shown in the photo by both of yours large smiles. You remember that around an hour before the photo had been taken, you had given yourself to Haechan for the first time. You had been dating him for almost a year at this point, and you both felt like it was time. In the photo, haechan had his arm wrapped around you, and you had your head on his right shoulder. Your eyes were bright red due to the cameras shitty quality. Haechan had complained at the time about why Jaemin felt the need to bring not one, not two, not even four, but FIVE disposable cameras; but when the time came to look through the printed pictures, Haechan had a smile on his face and stole every single one with your face in it, par like four or five due to Jaemin’s yelling at him.

“We need y/n to be represented!”

“She can be represented by being here, though!”

“Haechan, she might not be here, ya know. You can’t tell the future.”

“Shut up. I’m going to marry her one day.”

You had never had a bigger smile on your face then that moment. Sure, Haechan had told you before that he wanted to marry you one day. But hearing him so willingly say to your friends that he was; that was big.

Now, you couldn’t help but fear that that would never happen.

You tore the photo off the wall, and started staring at it with tears running down your face. You were sobbing at this point. Sobbing so bad that you thought snot started coming out of your nose, yet when you went to wipe it and return your hand to the side of the photo, the blood trail on your hand let you know that it was indeed not snot.

“Shit shit shit,” you whimpered out.

You knew the signs of an overdose. You had to go to rehab when you were 17, and it was pretty fucking traumatizing. The worst part was when they filed you all into another white brick room with shitty lighting and flies buzzing around the tv, and taught you all the tell tale signs of an OD. You had nightmares after that for weeks. It was the only thing that got into your head enough to make you want to be sober. Just so that you wouldn’t have to experience that.

Looks like that plan was flawed.

You wanted Haechan. You needed him. You needed to get to him and tell him you needed a hospital. Yet, when your legs went to take a step towards the door, you finally felt it. You could feel your brain just, die. You fell to the floor - almost like fainting - and started convulsing. The last thing you felt was foom pooling out of your mouth, and the last thing you saw was the photo of you and Haechan, that day at the beach. Haechan’s wide smile brought you to a blissful sleep with open eyes.

(Please take a second to collect yourself before you continue reading. Thank you.)

Haechan was getting really fucking bored of this party. He had stopped drinking once you walked away, and that had been maybe three hours ago, so he was feeling way more sober. The sun was glaring at the mountains now, and peaking through on the town below. Upon looking at the time on his almost dead phone with a deep sigh, he saw it was nearing 6am.

Haechan regretted what he said to you. He hadn’t seen you since you walked away, and he didn’t know if you had left, or fallen asleep on his bed. He hoped it was the latter, that way he could cuddle up to you and silently beg your forgiveness for his drunken and harsh words. He finally started walking up the stairs after saying goodnight - or, good morning - to his friends; Renjun’s final words to him actually kind of scaring him.

“Dude, y/n didn’t look so good.”

“Eh, I’m sure she was fine. Probably tripping or something.” Haechan shrugged off Renjuns fear as he took another swig from his water bottle.

“Nah, man. She looked, like, really fucked up.”

When Haechan got to his door, he turned the knob, only to find that it was locked. Figuring you were asleep, he gave a couple hard knocks, so that it could jolt you awake. “Y/n, baby. Open the door. I wanna go to bed.”

You didn’t answer.

Haechan knocked a couple more times. “Y/nnnnn, wake up!”

You didn’t answer. It was quiet. Eerily quiet, actually. You were a light sleeper, and you couldn’t have been drunk, right?

Haechans knocks were a little louder, and a little faster. “Y/n!”

Haechan kept knocking for what felt like forever. He was slightly panicking at this point.

What was wrong?

“Y/n, this isn’t funny. Open the fucking door!” He was full on pounding now.

“Fuck this.” He mumbled, before turning around and walking through the party, which had significantly less people, but still quite a lot. Finally, he set his eyes on who he was looking for.

“Johnny!” He sternly called, while walking up to the drunken giant.

“Yyyahhhh?” Johnny laughed. He was surrounded by Doyoung, Taeyong, and Jaehyun, who were all older members of the frat; Taeyong being the president.

“Y/n locked herself in my room, and she’s not answering. Can you help me break down the door?” Johnny always saw y/n as his little sister. Haechan was the youngest member of the frat with a steady girlfriend, making y/n the youngest of the girls intertwined with the boys. Johnny, being the oldest member, always took a kind of protective role over her. He himself had a younger sister, and she was just a bit younger than y/n; therefore he had a small soft spot for her. At the sound of y/n possibly being in trouble, Johnny sobered up quite a bit, and gave Haechan a curt nod, before following him upstairs; the rest of the boys who were aware of the situation following him.

At the sight of the white door, Haechan’s stomach dropped like a rollercoaster dip.

What if y/n really was in trouble?

Johnny took a place on the right side of the door, while Haechan took the left. While he wasn’t the strongest out of the current men there, he wanted to be the first one in the door.

“Okay, after three. Ready? 1, 2, 3!”

Both bodies slammed into the door. It didn’t budge.

“One more.

1

2

3”

“Fuck! Y/n?”

“Baby! Baby can you hear me? FUCK! SOMEONE CALL 911!

Baby! Hey! DON’T YOU FUCKING DIE ON ME!” Haechan tried shoving his hands down your throat, he tried to give you CPR, - which he didn’t even know - but nothing worked. You had foam laying out of your open mouth, and your eyes were wide open, with your hands laying outward. Haechan caught site of the picture in your hand, and moved it out of the way, before grabbing your hand and bring it up to kiss it.

“Please. Please survive this.” He sobbed, while placing his forehead on your chest.

“Time of Death, 3:46am.” The words echoed in Haechans ears like a gunshot. He couldn’t help but hate himself. If he had actually taken her concerned words seriously, would she be alive right now? She was dead long before he got there, around two and a half hours, to be specific.

The words still echoed in his head while he stood in a bright graveyard in your hometown on a sunny spring day, your favorite season. The black suit he wore made him feel hot, but it didn’t matter to him. The huge bouquet of roses in his hands were heavy, but he didn’t care. Nothing mattered. Not when he couldn’t stop staring at your parents broken frames. Not when your older brother and sisters couldn’t stop crying and holding their loved ones, having just lost their baby sister. Not when Johnny couldn’t keep the tears in his eyes as he grabbed Taeyongs hand. Not when the weight of Renjun’s hand on his shoulder felt heavier than any bouquet Haechan would ever carry. Not when Haechan felt like the air in his lungs left, and wouldn’t return again. Not when he refused to cry until he was alone, because if he did, he wouldn’t know if he could stop.

Not when he felt like he just lost his soulmate.

He silently placed the roses next to your grave when the ceremony was done. He didn’t want to say much. He knew he’d be back here soon, anyway. He finally snapped out of his daze when he felt a soft hand being placed on his shoulder, and turned to come face to face with the lady that raised you.

“She loved you so much. She talked about you all the time. I was always worried about her when she left for college, but then she started talking about this boy she met who changed how she thought of the world, and then I met you, and I knew she was in safe hands. Thank you, Donghyuck. For giving my daughter a reason to live.” Your mom brought her handkerchief back up to her eyes, and wiped more tears that refused to stop falling. Your father, who was standing behind your mom, stepped forward and hugged Haechan, while mumbling in his ear “don’t be a stranger, please,” before grabbing his wife’s hand and walking towards the car. Haechan wanted to take their words to heart, really. But he couldn’t get the thoughts out of his head. When he had focused his attention on your moms tears, did you cry? When he couldn’t stop looking at your parents holding hands as they walked away, he would never be able to hold your hand again. When he was your father place a kiss to his moms forehead before opening her door for her, you died alone.

Haechan turned to hear his name being called by Taeil, a graduated member of NCT who drove him to the funeral, and shuffled to the car with his head down.

When they got back to the dorm, Haechan did what he had been doing for the past two weeks since your passing. He kept his eyes on the floor as he walked to his room, not being able to look at the door without going back to the last moment of blissful ignorance he had; yet he looked up when he went into his room, not being able to look at the last spot he saw you in. He flopped onto his bed with a sigh, and picked up the picture of himself and you on the beach, it being the last thing you consciously touched. He plugged in his AirPods, and put on the playlist you had made for him a year ago, that you added to whenever you wanted, like he did with yours. The intro for “Exist for Love” by AURORA came in, and Haechan finally let himself cry for the first time that day. He turned over, and inhaled the scent of your pillow on his bed. Haechan didn’t want to live this life anymore. He didn’t know what life he wanted, but this wasn’t it. He couldn’t stop thinking about it as he heard the door creak open. He knew who it was without having to look up. Wordlessly, Renjun, Jaemin, and Jeno all climbed in to the bed. There was literally no room for the four boys to comfortably lay down, but they liked it like that. It meant they had to hold and hug each other, which made the pain numb just a bit.

Haechan took a deep breath. He didn’t want to exist, but he would. He would continue to exist, because you didn’t get to.

Fin.

[thehellishtrinity]

Hey, uh, guess who’s back! I said I would do it, so… here I am with another incredibly angsty story uwu

The only reason it took this long was because being an English major means writing a shit ton of papers one of which I should be writing right now kjdshakj, so nothing fun is getting written quickly at the moment. But anyway, I was reading back over this blog a few weeks ago—specifically the first act—and had a sudden and uncontrollable urge to write a nightmare scene for Muse. So that’s what this is. Mid-kidnapping, Virus-induced-nightmare scene because your friendly neighbourhood dinosaur is nothing if not a master of angst. -🦖

Content warnings for blood/semi-graphic injury, character death, and general blurry psychological horror vibes.

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Muse leans back in his chair, listening to the oddly distorted chatter surrounding him. His friends are all seated around the table, all talking and smiling.

It seems so strangely glossy and fake.

Muse watches Math hand Hayden a cup of tea, and he sighs heavily. He’s exhausted for some reason, and the air around him is filled with apprehension so thick that it seeps into his very being.

Something’s wrong, and Muse can’t tell what it is.

“We’re so glad you could finally take some time to visit,” Hayden says with a sickly sweet smile.

How he says it sounds malicious to Muse’s ears.

“It has been a while,” Muse allows, but no one is listening to him. They’re all talking indistinctly again.

Suddenly, a scream clear as day cuts through the muted haze of conversation, and Muse nearly jumps out of his skin. He stands abruptly, and no one so much as spares him a glance. 

No one else reacts. They don’t even seem to notice, to hear.

The world spins around Muse in a sickening blur of colours, disorienting and dizzying. The piercing screams sound like they’re coming from right beside him. He looks desperately for the source, but there is only white emptiness.

The voice is too familiar. Muse knows it like he knows his own. If he had a heartbeat, he is sure it would be echoing in his ears.

“Script!” he shouts, beginning to run through the endless white shroud. It parts out of the way for him in sheets of fog but never fast enough.

“Script, please; where are you?!” Muse stumbles through until the familiar surroundings of the sector surround him.

There’s no noise. Everything is quiet.

Too quiet.

Where is Script? Where is he?

When Muse turns around, he lets out a sigh of relief.

“Script,” he gasps.

The smaller SQUIP swivels around, and his brow furrows in confusion as he stares blankly at Muse like he doesn’t recognise him at all.

“Are you okay? Script, what’s going on?”

Script seems to open his mouth to say something, but instead of a witty comment or joke—or even just reassurance—coming out of his mouth… a stream of something like blood drips across Script’s lip. The crimson line runs slowly along his chin and down his neck.

“Oh, God,” Muse breathes, running to Script’s side.

He doesn’t get there in time. Script crumples to the ground right before Muse’s horrified gaze.

Muse drops to his knees, noting the red stain on the carpet that is soaking into his pants. One of Script’s bloodied hands clutches at his abdomen, and his breathing is laboured and watery.

It’s wrong. It’s all so wrong.

“Script, no.” Muse cups Script’s face in his hands. “You’re going to be fine; you’re going to be okay,” he says raggedly.

Script stares up at him with foggy purple eyes. Dark hair and skin are sharp contrasts to the growing red that seems to be everywhere. It’s everywhere. It’s on the walls. It’s on the ceiling; it’s painted across Script’s skin.

God, Muse hates the colour red.

And then Script coughs, coating his lips with another layer of blood.

“No, no no no,” Muse chants, the repetition of the word so fast it blends into fuzz. The panic is freezing up his movements. He doesn’t know what to do! “You can’t do this; stay with me. You’re—you have to be fine.”

Script shakes his head jerkily, his eyes—dull and half-closed—watch Muse sadly. It’s as if Script knows that he’s dying.

He probably does.

“’M scared, Muse,” Script whispers weakly, so soft that Muse almost doesn’t hear it.

“It’s okay. I’m here.“

“But you weren’t here. You… could—could have s-saved… m—” Script’s voice breaks on a shuddered breath and a weak cough, and Muse feels it all like a knife in his non-existent heart.

“It’s… going to be okay,” he settles for repeating lamely.

But it’s not—because you let this happen.

“S-so scared.” Script’s eyelids flutter; he blinks slowly. His warm eyes seem to dull, and then Script’s head lolls to one side.

And then… Muse hears it.

He hears the last breath escape Script’s body. It seems to float in the air in front of him, and Muse just wants to snatch it and force it back into the lifeless body before him.

“Script!” he screams. Something inside of him feels like it’s ripped apart by the shout, breaking and shattering into a million pieces and never to be put back together. “No! You’re not supposed to—” Muse grabs Script’s form and pulls him to his chest, sobbing against his shirt.

The blood on the fabric stains his face. Tears blur Muse’s vision, and he barely hears the footsteps running up to them.

“Oh, my God,” Page breathes, horror clear in his voice. “Oh, my God.”

Muse can’t breathe.

“Muse… what—why…? Why would you—?”

Suddenly, strong arms are shoving Muse away from Script, and all he can do is sob harder.

“Muse, what did you do?” Page demands. There’s an apparent anger Muse has never heard in his voice, and it feels like a shock in all the worst ways.

Still, Muse wipes his eyes and struggles to draw in a full breath.

“I—I didn’t d-do anything!” Muse defends himself as he fights to stop crying, horrified Page would even entertain the idea that he might lay a finger on Script. “What makes you—why would you say that?”

Page points down at Muse’s lap, and he looks down.

A knife, bloodied and blue.

“I…” Muse stares at it in horror, too shocked to speak anymore. He didn’t—

Did I?

Muse runs through the events of the last several minutes, but they’re all so hazy and blurry, and he can’t make sense of any of it. It’s all too much, too confusing and emotional and painful. None of it makes sense. Not one thing about this has made sense.

None of this can be real. Please let it be a nightmare, please.

Muse pinches his arm hard, hoping to wake himself, but there’s only pain. There’s no waking up panicked and gasping for air.

No…

He watches as Page picks up Script’s lifeless body with care, not even looking at Muse except to give him the filthiest look Muse has ever seen in his life. It’s an expression meant to wound, and it does—especially coming from someone like Page.

A single thought echoes in Muse’s head as he watches Page walk away, fading into the fog that’s crept back up.

You could have saved him.

[cactusbunni]

the fugio timeline:

i think that pre-giorno fugo tries to make himself have a crush on narancia. i don’t know why i just feel like it would happen

when giorno shows up he just hates him. full stop i mean cmon little blonde brat enters your gang all polite becomes bruno’s favorite and is right about everything?? that’s fugos job. bruno swears he doesn’t have a favorite kid but cmon

fugo stays behind because he feels like hes supposed to. fucking sucks but this means he lives at like a piano bar or whatever happened in the anime so like that’s a plus the man learns some interesting music

post purple haze: this is where it happens. and it takes ages. fugo takes his old spot as Strategy Man and giorno’s got a crush straightaway. he’s like in a meeting with mista and he’s like mista he’s just so nice. do you think fugo would like this mission? do you know if fugo likes me? i hope so. and mista like giorno were trying to plan which dons to assassinate for treason

fugo and sheila e are friends. this is just how it is they’re fucked up and rude together. sheila, he says, what would you do, hypothetically, if you had a crush on someone and also they were your boss and you used to hate them? he’s telling himself thsi is foolproof and discreet she’ll never know and sheilas like fugo just tell giorno you like him.

basically giorno keeps putting them on missions together and they become friends and partners in crime and they’re fantastic and then there’s like a rainy night and they start talking about what actually happened and then somewhere in there they confess. i think that on missions they would maybe start standing and working a little closer than necessary because they’re stupid and they won’t communicate yet but they’re both picking up the vibes subconsciously

and then they both go to therapy.

[purplecraze]

Hi! I really liked your headcannon for fugo with the gang so How do you think your life would be with Angel mina and the other Ocs?

(oh geez, I was actually hoping to get this question so bad after making the canon ones~~ and then I didn’t answer it for like a month TvT)

Pierrette @valentinesclown So the people who’ve been here for a while know that Pierrette and Fugo have a complicated relationship. Even though she’s dating Giorno, Fugo often wonders if she isn’t actually being way closer to him than to golden boy. He’s considered the option, since he never had a girl this much in his face before without the ‘active’ want to kill her. and he always finds himself being the one who needs to save her from near death situations. Suspension bridge effect at its finest. However, he would never. EVER. doublecross Giorno! Fugo has a high respect for the Mafia’s moral code. Even if it wouldn’t mean a life or death situation, he would never go for another man’s woman. He comes from an environment where there was a lot of gossiping about who’s sleeping with who and it disgusts him. Fugo hates the idea of cheating. Even if Pierrette and Giorno would break up, it just doesn’t feel right. In an event where Giorno dies, it might be different, but it would take a lot of time. And Fugo would never really be comfortable with the idea. In his mind, she’s his little sister in every aspect. He can’t see her as a woman. and even though he entertains the idea at rare occasions, he’s never going to do anything with it.

Angel @jojosbizareadventureoc Fugo is strangely fond of Angel. He finds it hard to gauge her and he finds it rather intriguing. He’s also happy to have some conversations on a higher level. He can tell she’s quite smart, even if she’s modest about it. He sometimes has a bit of trouble with her disability. it’s not a turn off, but he’s a bit unsure of how to deal with it. Though she doesn’t seem to take offense to it easily, he still feels bad about it. Despite her being older, he feels a sense of wanting to protect her. He tries to hide this behind the ‘she’s part of the team, it’s in everyone’s best interest if she’s doing alright’, but it’s really just because he cares... Angel would have trouble with the age difference, but Fugo doesn’t really see it as a problem. He’s never been considered a child and so he sees himself as her equal, age wise. I think they could work out. Though the both of them are rather introvert, I think they’d be fine in their little bubble.  and the rest of the team gives them a push in the right direction sometimes.

Mina @esidisis-stitch-n-b-tch Fugo doesn’t know her all too well yet, but he didn’t dislike her company. Her background is intriguing and if anything, Fugo is interested in Orange Transfer. He just loves doing the brainy work on further utilizing a stand’s power, also because Purple Haze isn’t as cooperative in new capabilities. He finds Mina a tad childish, though. Their conversation doesn’t always connect too well and it takes him extra energy to be social. But he does sympathize with her

Amaretti @ask-bruno-bucciarati Everyone sees it. Everyone agrees on it. it’s just the 2 of them who are oblivious. I doubt Abbacchio would ever let her date anyone else, really. Though it’s a bit weird if your biological daughter would date your basically adopted son. But it would go well. Amaretti can be serious and fluent in conversation, which Fugo can appreciate. But she also has the spunk to pull him out of his anti-social bubble. Fugo would be so absolutely nervous about it, though. He’s already terrified of hurting the people he loves, much less hurting the daughter of the only 2 adults he has ever respected. (He’s more scared of Bucciarati than Abbacchio, btw) But he’d chill on it over time, since she can handle stuff pretty well. He’ll never quite stop his habit of treating her as one of the guys, though.

Demon Trish @ask-demon-trish (counting this one cuz she’s quite different from normal trish and I just want to. I make the rules and this one awakened the futrish possibility for me!) Fugo worries over her, mostly. He knows she has a bunch of issues going on and he’d love to help her. but he knows he isn’t exactly the assigned person to do so... It was very refreshing for him to find out she’s into crafts. after everything that happened, he quite likes learning unexpected things about her. Now that they’re out of hectic situations, he’d like to get to know her better and found they have quite a lot in common. but he doesn’t really know how to go about addressing her, since they’re both pretty introvert.

Eve @ask-demon-trish​ Cats are better than people. Eve’s taunting is so horribly juvenile that it barely phases Fugo. and if she really gets to be a brat™, he’d just manhandle her. no mercy was shown that day. He hasn’t seen her human form yet, but he wouldn’t think much different of her. He’d just enjoy chilling and being salty with her. they can handle each other.

Sebastian Albania @ringleaderclown​ He’s dead now, but it would have been pretty hilarious. Fugo would have beaten him half dead on multiple occasions, but I think they both had a certain hardness to them where they could be good therapy for one another. guess we’ll never know ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

February Friday @valantinefriday​ (cuz why not) not gonna lie, Fugo enjoys scaring the crap out of him. he just has this prey vibe over him and he seems a whole lot easier to handle than Sebas was (for now) but he doesn’t trust him as far as he can throw him. they are both very happy with their respective boyfriends, so let’s keep it like that.

[spamtonsbigshot]

ash my dear friend ash. im back in ur inbox also what are your thoughts on this

 Welcome back my kind compatriot. As for my thoughts on this image? Well, I shall explain them in the format of a 5 paragraph essay <3   The image which I will so kindly name “fuck them kids Abbacchio” has quite the specific vibe. In this essay I shall analyze the meaning of the text, the image behind the funny, and my personal thoughts on it.    The image is a black and white picture of Leone Abbacchio with the text of “fuck them kids.” in all lowercase letters plastered over top of it. It reads like an inspirational Instagram post, and it is almost revolting. With the character behind it being Leone Abbacchio, it implies that he dislikes children. Going off Abbacchio’s behavior towards Giorno Giovanna, we can assume this to be at least partially true. However, on the contrary, we could also assume he hates Giovanna in particular as he is a newbie that was taken into the team too quick and he is jealous, as portrayed in Purple Haze Feedback in a flashback that I am having difficulty finding but trust me its real. Perhaps the image is only referring to younger children, ages 10 and under perhaps, but there is no evidence supporting or denying Abbacchio’s disliking towards children, though, just going off of his mannerisms, it can be assumed as a possibility.   Just going off of my own knowledge, this appears to be an Abbacchio face from episode 28, "Beneath a Sky on the Verge of Falling". This can be assumed because of the crisp lines and beautiful eyes in the close up, adjacent to those of him smiling before an unfortunate ending. However, I could be completely wrong and it is instead from the Illuso and Man In the Mirror arc, but I am almost certain this is from "Beneath a Sky on the Verge of Falling". With this information, we can assume that the meaning behind the words is said in response to Doppio’s rather silly little disguise and the outcome of helping said kids.   Finally, I shall touch upon my own personal opinions of the image. It is a rather appealing image to look at purely because of Abbacchio’s presence, he is very pretty. However, this image is ruined for me by being black and white, making me unable to appreciate his true beauty. The text, “fuck them kids.” overlayed on this image portray an overly specific mood that fits perfectly with the black and white theme of the image. I cannot fully agree with the words “fuck them kids.” though, as they are simply small and stupid and I can respect that as I am the same way. All is make childish jokes then dab in response, whip if I’m really feeling it. Some kids, however, can really get on my nerves and to that, I say, Fuck Them Kids.   In this essay, I have explored the symbolism, imagery, and my own thoughts on this image sent ever so kindly by my good friend tumblr user catgirl-trish and I greatly appreciate it, thank you. I hope that this essay has proven useful as well as informative. Thank you for your time. 

[bookwyrm214]

Chapter 20 is taking longer than expected for my beta reader to get through due to it’s length and his schoolwork, so please enjoy my Purple Haze Distortion redesign sketches as consolation in the meantime.

I do intend to re-do these on art paper and with color (you can see my hatching here, but I finally got a set of art markers that aren’t 20+ years old!), but these are my concept sketches to work off of when describing PHD. 

(I redesigned it because I hate how Araki drew PHD, he took all the interesting things out of it, and it didn’t look noticeably different other than losing visual interest. The character designs that Araki did for the novel are pretty much all I consider “canon”/am keeping from Purple Haze Feedback -see my rant about that in another post- but this one just made me mad, so I changed it.)

Some notes about my changes:

Kept the goddamn loincloth because looking at canon PHD’s bulge made me uncomfortable, and it needed something to break up the design at the halfway point

Kept the anime cape, but gave it acid holes

I went for a plague doctor-esque capelet, working off the theme of the mask, and I tried to keep the overall vibe by giving it big messy stitching

It already had shoulder bracers, so I kept those and gave it greaves and forearm bracers, along with hip plates. I tried to keep it semi-close to the roman gladiator sort of theme it had going before

I liked the interest of the spikes on it’s spine so going off the more defensive theme of the armor, I changed them into scale-like plates down the length of its spine (I can’t fathom Why Araki would get rid of those?)

I gave the virus capsules a purple diamond pattern on them, to visually show that the virus itself has changed. (also look at that hand! It’s one of my better hands)

I went for a more defensive theme since I have Fugo getting more comfortable with his stand (and learning to just fucking kick instead of punch) so he’s more comfortable actually using it to defend himself in a fight.

I felt like there should have been more significant changes as it evolved, to reflect the dramatic shift in mindset.

For reference, this is what the PHD design from Purple Haze Feedback looked like vs the anime Purple Haze art:

[dikdikrising]

“...and you’re sure this will help me?”

Vesper threw his last article of clothing to the ground with some apprehension. With that, per previous instruction, he took off his blindfold - which he was pretty sure now was an old rag snatched from the bar’s supply closet - and stared ahead at Malachi, the vibrant blue wildclaw, who seemed to take some quiet delight in making him wait for a response.

“Magic always works,” said Malachi, futzing with a withered tome he had just plopped onto a stone lectern, “as it intends to. Not as you intend it to, hatchling. And magic currently requires that you stand perfectly still.”

Vesper looked around now that his eyes had a chance to adjust to the darkness. “Right. Perfectly still. Naked and alone in the middle of the Defiled Frontier.”

“Yeah.” Malachi reached into his sidebag and stuffed what was clearly a handful of leftover chili cheese fries into his mouth. He failed to wipe off his hand before turning another page.

“Okay.” Vesper put a claw to his temple in a moment of sober realization. “Look. I, um, hate to be rude, the act is cute and all-”

“My actions are merely guided by the forces around me,” Malachi said through a mouthful of congealed cheese.

“But I’m missing out on a whole evening of tips, which I very much need, because you - and you specifically used the word promised - to help me figure out my future.”

Truthfully, judging from his getup, it wasn’t hard to believe. Vesper was reluctant to buy into stereoypes, but Malachi was a Water dragon, and everything about Malachi’s appearance, from the emblem to the sash to the ominous cloak, screamed out that he was not trying to hide this fact in the least. If anyone in the middle of a smelly wasteland was going to be a clairvoyant, the smart money would be on him.

“And I am,” Malachi said with some practice in his voice. “The future is around us, and we, in all out fleeting existence, can only see that sliver of time immediately in front of us before it rapidly bleeds into our present and just as quickly scatters to cosmic dust-”

“I thought you meant in terms of, uh, career advice? I’m pretty sure you mentioned earlier you were an adviser of some sort.” Vesper’s patience didn’t typically wear this thin, but his bills had been weighing on him all week. Also, all that was between his fragile body and the pulsating ground was an old blanket with an X painted on to it. Actually, he was positive now that it was a beach towel, judging by its depiction of a cartoon Windsinger lounging in trunks and a pair of shades.

“As much as one can claim to be a confidante of the whims of the universal tides.” As he said this, he looked up to the sky in what Vesper was sure he thought was a pensive, meaningful gaze and not hamfisted scenery chewing for an audience of one.

“Then maybe you can kindly ask the tides, on my behalf, what the hell I can do around here with a history degree.”

“Then one so versed with past deeds surely is intimately familiar with the intricacies of how every action and reaction-” another mouthful of cold fries - “play off one another to allow a myriad of possibilities.”

“And one of those myriad of possibilities resulted in me giving you a scotch egg! On the house! That comes out of my pay!”

“And the tides thank you,” said Malachi, quietly stifling a burp. “Good karma is certain to be your reward. However distant that may be.”

“Yeah, no, fuck this, I’m going home.”

Vesper bent down to collect the clothes he had strewn all over the ground. And the rag, just in case his boss noticed one had gone missing. Malachi nearly lost his composure, but caught himself after a moment, raising a hand in polite suggestion.

“Ahhh b-b-b-okay. Okay. I see. I understand. You have your own life. You would like me to get to the point of all this.”

Vesper folded his arms. “If you could, yeah.” Malachi approached ever so slightly and launched into his next soliloquy.

“My point is, I look within you, Vesper, and I see potential. There is a rich vein within you that has gone untapped. And by the end of tonight, you will be just as aware of that potential as I am.”

“Uh huh. Did you discover this potential before or after you patted your pockets pretending not to find your wallet?”

For a few glorious seconds, Malachi had nothing to say. “Well-”

“Goodbye.”

“NOWAITITSALMOSTREADY”

As soon as Vesper ventured one step beyond the beach towel, he found himself at the center of what felt like a concussive magical blast coming out from beneath him. Interlacing  wisps of pink and purple shot well into the sky and completely filled his field of vision for the next ten seconds, and he could just barely hear a handful of dragons shouting the word “SURPRISE” before his limbs started to jolt into screaming pain, then numbness, then nothing.

________________________________________________________________

Vesper struggled to consciousness an indeterminate amount of hours later to the sound of heated arguing.

“...BREED CHANGE SCROLL? TELL ME- NO, LOOK AT THE INVITATION I SLIPPED UNDER YOUR DOOR AND TELL ME WHERE I ASKED FOR A FUCKING BREED CHANGE SCROLL! LET’S SEE, CUPS, PLATES, PUNCH, DIP, CHEESE, CRACKERS, CAKE-NOPE! CAN’T FIND THAT ON THE LIST! HMMmmMMMMmmmm”

Vesper tried to focus. He saw Malachi in the midst of dressing down a fae so sparkly and crystalline he could see their every reflection through his half-aware haze. The fae seemed to find the situation hilarious. Possibly. They had a very fixed expression of maniacal glee. He looked around. There was nobody he recognized, but all the dragons had the same general spooky, portentous vibe that Malachi was so keen on cultivating. Eventually, one of the other partygoers, a sheepish looking Imperial, finally noticed Vesper was coming around and elbowed Malachi in the ribs. He looked aghast.

“Ow, why d-heeeeeey! So, Vesper! Friend! Buddy! Pal! Good news, you made it! From-from your nap. Your nap that was every bit intentional. Just that part, though. Only that part.”

Another wildclaw in mysterious robes sighed at Malachi’s antics with a familiar frustration. “Mal, just tell the poor boy.”

“Yes! I will tell him that he has officially been inducted into the Cabal!”

“...Cabal?” Vesper’s voice was croaky. It seemed to have a somewhat different register.

“of Shadows! An ancient order of seers and keepers of clandestine knowledge! The ceremony has concluded, and the tides have revealed to us that you, Vesper of the Sunflower Fields, have proven yourself worthy of our ranks! Bravo!”

Malachi broadly motioned to the partygoers to clap. A few of them did. The fae was weirdly enthusiastic about it.

“And furthermore-” Malachi paused to think carefully for a second. “The tides have, uh, also taken, steps! To, ah, assist you in realizing your full potential, and have seen fit to... reward you.”

Vesper narrowed his eyes, mostly out of blurriness. “With?”

“A new form.”

Vesper put his hand on Malachi’s shoulder to steady himself. It had some new things coming out of it. Fur, for one.

“...Malachi?”

Desperation flashed across Malachi’s face. He shakily offered up a square of marble sheet cake on a paper plate. “Blessings be upon you?”