#consider this a side chapter

[ruporas]

i’ll find you again in every universe. let us be a little more honest, let us have a little more time.

[fromtheseventhhell]

Arya made a face and hugged the wolfling tight. Nymeria licked her ear, and she giggled. (Arya I, AGoT)

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“Girls don’t shave,” Arya said. “Maybe they should. Have you ever seen the septa’s legs?” She giggled at him. “It’s so skinny.” (Jon II, AGoT)

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"Stay away?" Mercy giggled. She was a giggly sort of girl, was Mercy. "No. I've got to get closer." (Mercy, TWoW)

Mercy was a giggly sort of girl...and so was Arya, once upon a time.

[amelikos]

Thinking about how in the midst of the hostility currently directed at Amethio in-universe, Friede still remains the only one so far who expressed joy at his presence..

[deiaiko]

#18.1 Rak

Rak let out a huff and sat down next to Agni. Agni peeked over at Rak, who was looking far ahead, as if his past were replaying right before him.

TW: Self harm and suicide…in a way? (Sorry if it gets too dark. I put the TLDR on the tags)

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"I met him back when I was young, about a hundred years ago," Rak started.

Agni was taken aback at how long the gap between their time travel was. He wondered how much his Rak had changed.

"It was getting cold, which meant it was hunting season. I got bored and picked a fight with the toughest and biggest prey I could find."

Agni hummed when Rak paused for a moment too long, "Let me guess. You underestimated it and you lost?"

"The river was slippery!" Rak crossed his arms defensively. "And I didn't lose!"

"Sure," Agni rolled his eyes, one corner of his lips upturned. "How come?"

"I didn't lose, but I didn’t win either." Rak looked away, probably in embarrassment. "Another spear pierced its head before mine. That's when I met him."

From the way Rak's expression turned fiery, Agni had a suspicion that that exact moment had affected Rak more than what he spilled out. It didn't surprise him however, since he knew Rak’s ego.

"He was around for a while, acting like he cared about me." Rak huffed again, more fondly this time, eyes closed and arms still crossed. "He taught me a few fancy tricks with rocks and how to hunt better. He talked a lot about turtle this and turtle that. There were so many, I don't remember. But Black and Blue turtles were the ones he talked about the most, saying something like 'no one else will be more worthy prey than them.'"

Agni felt his chest tighten. To think that their Rak had acknowledged them and even bragged about it…it filled him with a sense of pride and longing.

"I didn't believe him then, since turtles are boring and no way they could do what he said they could." Rak paused and untangled his arms, eyes focusing and turning predatory, "But when he said that these turtles were unlike what we had there, I have been wanting to meet those turtles he told me about and hunt them."

Rak's story was intriguing. But even if it flattered him, Agni was more curious about his Rak's whereabouts. "What happened to him then? Wasn't he…badly injured?"

Rak frowned and went silent. But when he found his voice, it lacked its previous vigor. "He was. It looked fresh and so impossible to walk with, but he did. I asked if it was painful, but he said he didn’t feel a thing."

Third-degree burn. Agni thought to himself. But there was no way it spread evenly. Some areas must've been painful.

"He definitely lied," Rak voiced Agni's thought. "He was just acting to look tough."

The edge of Agni's lips twitched in an attempt to suppress his smile. That's him alright. And of course Rak could figure his own self easily. 

"One day he challenged me in an all out duel," Rak's gaze turned dark. "His wounds had weakened him over the months, and it was obvious who would be the winner."

Agni frowned at the implication.

Wordlessly, Rak called out his arms inventory which held a familiar looking spear that shouldn't have been in his possession at this point in time. Agni would recognize that design anywhere, "...Mad shocker."

"He said he wanted to test me, and he gave me this." Rak glared at the spear as if it was responsible for his misfortune. "And later told me that I should be proud, for only a true hunter was allowed to defeat him."

Agni felt his throat going dry, and gulped. "He died, didn't he?"

Rak's eyes sharpened. Whether it was in regret or anger, Agni couldn't tell. "I killed him." 

Agni didn't know what to feel about that. On one hand, he could empathize with how much pain Rak must've felt from the injury, especially with the lack of proper treatment that could cure or even just lessen the pain. But on the other hand, it meant that his Rak was truly gone, in such a way, and he still couldn't wrap his head around it.

Rak put his pipe back to invisible mode, like looking at it had brought him so much grief. "I've never used that spear since."

The silence stretched, with only the loud noises coming from the training ground to fill it. Agni wasn't sure how to reply to that without being overly friendly nor physical, and he definitely wouldn't do that to Rak, who only met him today.

Sitting beside Rak like this reminded him of their chat before the workshop battle, on the balcony. It was when Rak truly let him see his buried feelings, his desire to climb the tower together with him and Grace. And with that, the grief finally started to dawn on him. The scar on his face felt itchy and his hand was already clawing at his mask before he registered the motion. He sighed and put his hand back on his knee, pushing the tangled feeling to the back of his mind to be dealt with later. And since the silence had stretched out for too long, he asked; "What was he to you?"

"A rival," Rak looked thoughtful before adding, "and family."

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JJK 227 Spoilers

i love how seeing how much faith she has in gojo. not even breaking a sweat. coupled with her cursed energy/medical knowledge, her commentary felt so reassuring compared to the stress of the other characters

[good-beanswrites]

An 0309 drabble for an anon ask I got a bit ago :) Thank you for being patient, I really enjoyed writing this!! It's actually a little moment I've wanted to write since I started Milgram fic, but never got around to it. (I mention his injured eye, but don't actually describe anything)

“Stop moving around so much.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

“I mean it. You’ll make things worse.”

Mikoto watched as the intensity in Fuuta’s gaze flickered between fire and fear.

He had a doctor’s kit laid out on his lap. Recently, Shidou had his hands full with Mahiru’s treatments and having intense conversations with Haruka, so Mikoto wanted to give him a break. With none of the injuries actually healing as they should, the prisoners were caught in an endless loop of changing bandages and checking for complications.

Shidou was grateful for the help. Many of the others tolerated Fuuta in the same way they spent only the necessary time around Mikoto. They smiled and placated him, acting like he’d gone mad all of the sudden. Whatever was making the others avoid the two of them, it drew the pair together. Mikoto was finding he enjoyed Fuuta’s company. Something about him was rather… charming. 

“Me? You’re the asshole that will make things worse. You’re no doctor! Fuck you.”

Eh, maybe he had gone mad. 

He took comfort, at least, in the knowledge that Fuuta was growing more comfortable with him. He sure had a special way of showing it, but Mikoto didn’t brag about being a people-person for nothing – he picked up on the way Fuuta sought him out during the day, pretending to be involved in his own activities. The way he struck up a conversation, then acted as if it had been Mikoto’s idea to come over and bother him. 

Therefore it was exciting, though not surprising, when Fuuta allowed Mikoto to help treat his injuries. They had only done it a few times, but today brought a whole new challenge. 

“I’m not performing surgery or anything. Shidou said it just needs some basic disinfecting.” He flashed his usual grin. “I have a steady hand – I’m a photographer, you know.”

Aside from Shidou, Fuuta hadn’t allowed a single person to look under his eyepatch. 

He remained unamused by Mikoto’s smile. For better or worse, he could always tell when it was forced. “It’s not like I have any proof of that. You could be awful at it, for all I know.”

“First chance I get, I’ll request a camera and prove it. Want me to take a picture of you first?”

“If you haven’t already messed up my face…” Fuuta’s focus was glued to the hand carefully reaching towards him. 

Mikoto pouted his lips. “Shidou trusted me enough with this. And you must have, because you agreed earlier. So If it’s not about me… You’re not scared, are you?”

There were some things that Fuuta didn’t stop to see through. He sputtered in surprise. “Hell no!” He lifted his chin, finally taking his attention off Mikoto’s hands. He stared defiantly. “I can take it.”

Mikoto felt a bit guilty for resorting to foul play. But not that guilty. “Good. Now hold still...”

He got right to it. One hand held ginger hair out of the way, while the other pinched the corner of the eyepatch. Fuuta’s good eye darted nervously around the room, avoiding the other's close-leaning face. Mikoto peeled it away swiftly, gently

As a horror movie buff, the injury didn’t faze him in the slightest. As someone who’d grown close to Fuuta recently, he felt a wave of anguish at the sight.

Fuuta squirmed. “It’s nasty, isn’t it…”

Mikoto reached down for some supplies. He considered mustering up a smile and saying there was no need to worry so much, but it would have been pointless. Times like these, it was kind of a relief when someone else could see right through him for a change. 

“It looks like it hurts.”

“Tch, I don’t need any pity from you.”

“I was going to say, you hide it well. You’re tougher than the warden gives you credit for.”

His cheeks flushed red. “I – I don’t need any flattery from you either!”

“Don’t need anything from anybody, huh?”

Before he could come up with a retort, he hissed through his teeth in pain.

“Ah, sorry.” Mikoto immediately retracted his hand from where it had been dabbing alcohol onto the injury.

Steeling his expression, he muttered, “it’s fine.”

Mikoto tried again. He made sure to move with even more steadiness, his face drawn up in concentration. He saw Fuuta’s features flinch when he touched him, but he stayed still. The two were silent, now, as Mikoto worked. Leaning his face so close made the short task feel much longer. The reddening in his cheeks didn't subside.

He expected Fuuta to snatch the fresh eyepatch away the moment he unwrapped it – he was shocked that Fuuta let him adjust it into place without a word.

“Alright. You’re all set.” He started packing up the kit.

“Listen, don’t tell the others. About my eye.”

Mikoto squinted. He gestured to the right side of his face. “I hate to break it to you, but the big patch kinda gives you away.”

“You idiot! I just mean, don’t tell them what it looks like.” He pulled his hood down over his hair. “I don’t need everyone trying to steal a look at it like I’m some sort of freakshow.”

“Hey, of course.” Mikoto gave him a smile, the kind they both knew was genuine. “I’ve got you.”

Fuuta nodded. He turned his face away, his fingers lingering over where Mikoto’s had just been. “... And… thanks.”

[syrupyyyart]

one of the first and only teasers for motley: the cartoon

[walmart-miku]

ORV rereading liveblog chapters: 5-6 (beginning of episode 2)

Warning: This post contains MAJOR spoilers under the cut, proceed with caution if that's not your thing (I'm talking massive spoilers here, things that get revealed near or at the end of orv)

Orv and flipping roles example 1

Shut up Kim Dokja and thank you for living

WARNING SPOILERS

*breathes in* Lee Gilyoung my bby boy. Kim Dokja you're soon going to learn that Lee Gilyoung was passive not only because he was afraid but also because he didn't care what happened to his "mom" (*cough cough* his aunt *cough cough*)

WHEN THE PARALLELS PARALLEL

I think Kim Dokja just sees himself in Lee Gilyoung here because of the ✨️traumatic experience of watching a person die in front of you (whose death you may or may not have caused by either actively killing them or just letting them die)✨️ :D

But like seriously. I love how on some subconscious level Kim Dokja saw his small little self (who was prob around Lee Gilyoung's age) that had just killed his father and decided that he would not let the kid go through it alone like he did.

O U G H WHEN THE PARALLELS PARALLEL (if yknow yknow)

[everypanelofizuku]

Chapter 96 - Home Visits

[ssreeder]

Conflicted on Jee holding Zuko back because on one hand I know Zuko would be in a lot more trouble if he killed him, but on the other hand it would’ve been funny if he bashed his head in like a watermelon

Also Iroh is getting some deep confirmations on his zukka suspicions. We love to see it

(Also also Bato x Jee? In a fantastic long fic? It’s more likely than you think)

Nothing would bring me more joy than to let Zuko smash that guys head in watermelon style…

but I do think for mental health reasons & political reasons it’s good that was not allowed to happen. We know from canon zukos got some serious leg power… & yeah…. Good job Jee sorry about your nose.

[binch-i-might-be]

when you haven't written in a while the thought of writing feels so overwhelming. even just. one scene. it's like "you're telling me my empty dumb brain has to come up with words and put them in the right order and they have to make sense AND sound good and also they have to Evoke Emotion? how about I just end it all"

[namisweatheria]

I am back with more. I LOVED THIS SO MUCH. I love Nami getting angry on Robin's behalf tremendously, and to be able to fully enjoy the moment I WILL give them human proportions and real person outfits AT ANY COST.

(York as well but not for any love for York, simply because that would also slightly ruin it for me. EVEN MY ENEMIES SHALL BE TREATED WITH DECENCY UNDER MY NEW RULE.) I'll definitely be doing a Nami getting angry for Robin.edited with respect women juice compilation soon. I just love it!

[deiaiko]

#21 - Wall

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[lavenderjewels]

Never getting over this scene. the chapters right before this of gojo thinking quickly while dozens of people get killed but not hesitating in making risks. all this cool guy behavior only to be completely frozen by the corpse of his best friend saying his name. right when there’s a flashback of jogo saying not even a thousand lives could distract him, but kenjaku knowing without a doubt geto’s could.

Then gojo immediately experiencing for the first time what he just put others through by activating his domain. Reliving years of his past actions and experiences with geto (who marked his “youth”) in just a moment.

Meanwhile, Kenjaku is taunting Gojo for not getting rid of Geto’s body or forgetting Geto when we know Kenjaku fully centered their plan around Gojo being affected by Geto. And with Kenjaku knowing Geto’s memories, Gojo’s last words to him, and the throw away line that Gojo couldn’t destroy the body after JJK 0 despite acting positive afterwards with his students... It’s so heartbreaking, but incredibly written

[lee-hakhyun]

lee hakhyun thinks about his parents.

when he was young, he was asked to draw a picture with the theme of 'family'. at at the time, he had trouble drawing faces. when he tried to think of someone's face, only a blurred face came to mind.

instead of his parents, he drew himself standing under a deep dark sky. when he was asked why,

adding mtl here because my brain MELTED when i saw this scene. oh my godd. moving on

thinking back, it was due to his parents that he first wrote a novel. he asked, what's a novel? his mother told him that it's a story for the sake of world peace. if everyone just reads the story and talks about it, there would be no war or struggles. why? because the story is just fiction. for the world to be peaceful, everyone has to read novels. at first, lee hakhyun didn't understand. but as he grew up, he started to understand. being bullied for not avoiding his less liked friends, and when people talked about his parents,

「"I heard that Hakhyun-ie's parents are weird."」 「"Tsk, parents and child alike."」

people like stories. they exaggerate, distort, and create stories that don't even exist. enjoying watching someone's downfall in front of them. and then they forget about it. maybe that's when he started writing novels. instead of hating others, he'll write a story. he'll write a really interesting story and have the whole world talk about that, instead. that's how he wrote his story. rewriting it over and over again. and at 23, he made his debut.

he remembers the expression they made when they heard of his debut, and wrote his novel. the memory was hazy, but the emotion was vivid.

they looked sad.

lee hakhyun didn't understand. did he write something wrong? did something in the novel make them sad? he was confused, but his parents still hugged him. it's funny, thinking about it now. maybe they were worried about how he would make a living as a pure literature author. due to this, he met ji eunyu and became a web novel author, so maybe his parents' concerns were right.

ji eunyu was a patient and persistent editor. she corrected everything, and immediately pointed out anything strange with the characters. hundreds of manuscripts, and dozens of works overturned. he wrote, and she edited. their works piled up like that.

and one day, a story came to them. at their first success, even the level-headed ji eunyu couldn't hide her excitement. when they began to get paid, they sat side by side and read comments from readers. not all of them were good, of course, but they were in high spirits. maybe he felt the same way as kim dokja when he first became a constellation.

「“Editor-nim. By the way.”」 But why am I thinking about that day's story now. As Ji Eunyu advised, this kind of story can't go on for too long. 「“People keep asking me if I'm Kim Dokja. What do they mean?”」

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waking up in darkness, lee hakhyun thinks that he had a dream about his parents and ji eunyu. he notices sys asleep next to him, and tries to remember what happened. he entered the dungeon, met shin yoosung, and helped her deal with the ancient nagak. using sentence enhancement to tame the nagak, being 'shin yoosung'... but he can't remember anything past that. a side effect of [incite], maybe? waking up sys, he suddenly feels a chill when he looks at her smiling face. he's confused, but the feeling goes away.

collecting the rewards, he gets the exclusive skill [nagak breathing], which allows him to survive on one breath for up to 30 minutes, and as a bonus for hunting the ancient nagak, he gets a horn that draws in enemies to one place. it's of no use to him, so he plans to give it to sein. his hair care personal scenario is also completed, and he'll get a special reward from swk if he offer the meat to him. swk requests the meat be cooked, and lhh says it'll take a few days.

while he was thinking about how to offer the meat, sys gets up. she thanks him, and he asks if she's going back to the original group. at her hesitant yes, he pushes and asks if that's what she really wants. she flounders a bit, until lhh clearly asks if she wants to join him. she looks down, and says that he doesn't know what kind of person she is. even without [omniscient reader's viewpoint], he could read what was going on her head. he says that he does know what sys is like. the shin yoosung of <kim dokja's company>. he's written, and read, many sentences about her. but.. that wouldn't be fair to her. the one in front of him isn't the 3rd sys, but the 41st. the disaster of floods. who became kim dokja's daughter, reborn as a dokkaebi.

it's all a story that hasn't happened yet. so this shin yoosung in front of him right now, is someone that he doesn't know. so now, he can only promise that he trusts her despite not knowing who she is. and in turn, she trusts him.

"...I think I can trust ahjussi too." [The character 'Shin Yoosung' shows a strong trust toward you.]

she asks about his group, to which he replies that he's a king. and retreats a couple steps, shaking. lhh can tell what the 'king' of the last group was like. he reassures her, which would probably be more persuasive if he didn't have cheon inho's appearance. she joins anyway, and they decide to enter the hidden dungeon. he hadn't seen any kings in the museum nor the nagak dungeon, so they must be in the dungeon.

by the way, this is the 41st turn that wasn't recoded in wos. the 'disaster of floods' who destroyed chronos won't appear, so who will?

entering the 'big dipper' hidden chapter, he thinks of the scene that will show up. the spacious waiting room, and the seven doors at the end of the room, where the star jewels are.

but as he appears in the waiting room, something's different. there's only one door. the scenario has changed.

[layalu]

making bumpers in celeste move is the most evil choice ever