#glissando’s prosekai brainrot

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So I feel that not enough people are freaking out about the fact that prosekai is getting main story anime adaptations...

I know it was like. just announced on the wondershow live. but still. somebody come scream about this with me!???

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BEHOLD THE EMURUI! I'm beyond excited to share my incredible commission result from @bezzygom!!! It makes me so happy to see one of my favorite headcanons come to life i.e. Emu enjoys Rui's nuzzling but she is also very ticklish ~

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Mafuyu doesn't eat candy but as long as Emu gets lots of treats, no one has to worry about a purple witch hunting them down at the end of the night 💜✨

(another awesome piece commissioned from @atlas-of-galaxies!)

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WxS Taiyaki Personalities

I’m in the mood to overanalyze WxS today so: here’s what I think their logic about eating taiyaki says about their personalities.

Emu starts with the best part first because why wouldn’t you? She focuses on the heart of what she cares about, which is why her passions are what started and drive WxS forward.

Her logic about splitting a taiyaki in half to feel like you have more food also fits her determination to make more out of everything she has using persistent cheerfulness, even without actually gaining anything material.

Rui anticipates the burn of the filling so he plans for that with his first bite to make sure the consumption will go smoothly. This is similar to how he prioritizes catching issues in their show ideas and looking for solutions before continuing. We also know that socially, he tends to anticipate problems before even starting.

Tsukasa and Nene start taiyaki in opposite directions but they both chose that beginning with their last bite in mind. They both think further forward than Emu/Rui, prioritizing what the end will look like over the the beginning or the process. It aligns with how they both strive toward clear goals for their passions. Yes this is a metaphor for their approach to disbandment.

Now for a real stretch:

Tsukasa (head first): He likes a palette cleanser at the end, or a clean slate to refresh with before moving on. Closure to him may resemble settling all loose ends.

Nene (tail first): She likes a final bite of filling at the end, as if wanting the last bite to capture the best of the taiyaki. Closure to her may resemble going out with your best.

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Is this reading way too much into things? Yes. But I think Rui would appreciate it.

Because Tumblr won't let me upload the video here...

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A Terrible Emergency

One night, Tsukasa calls his old troupemates out of the blue. He needs their help dealing with a terrible emergency.

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I made a (chaotic) visual novel about grown-up polysho on Google Slides. Please enjoy 🤡

Fair warning that at 112 slides, it may take up to a minute to load on mobile. Because of the animations, you can only read it in presentation mode. You can also read the script version here on AO3.

More screenshots I find amusing out of context:

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Emu’s new two star hoodie features a fish bone zipper. Tsukasa is obsessed with a fish brand clothing. In this essay, I will—

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The Red Thread of Wonderhoy — I wrote another polysho fic and then made my own memes for it. Spoilers below.

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Merry Christmas! I did a photoshoot with my WxS papercrafts, because why not. Designs from Parasol Papercrafts

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The Emu Peter Pan / WxS Darling Children parallels have been thoroughly and devastatingly explored at this point, but then someone on Twitter said Emu’s first Darling children were her own siblings and OMFG I AM NOT OK

Specifically her side story 2 on her mermaid event card (The Smiles I Want to Protect), Emu reflects on her last family trip to the beach. Keisuke was a nerd about sea creatures, Hinata found sea creatures, and Emu terrorized Shosuke with those sea creatures. Classic family vacation. And as opposed to Tsukasa, Emu seems to have amazing retention of her childhood memories because even if her brothers were about to graduate college, she would've been eight years old at most when this trip happened. Sadly for Emu, this was her last family vacation.

We all know how the sibling relationship went downhill after that. Not only did her significantly older brothers quickly grow up and cast aside their childlike wonder, they started outright disrespecting hers. Basically only Hinata retained a close relationship with their baby sister and even then, the five-year age gap means she couldn't really be part of Emu's dreams.

The side story continues though, with Emu's current seaside trip with WxS. The other members of her troupe never really went to the beach, so their first major beach memory is now, with Emu, because of Emu. Even before this whole potential disbanding arc, it was obvious the parallel this side story showed between Emu and her biological family vs. the memories she is forming with her new found family.

And now--and now--her found family may be departing her neverland the same way her last set of loved ones outgrew her?? Who is cutting onions in here?!

Now I'm not saying WxS would ever "Shosuke" her but that's the thing. Her brothers left her behind mentally but have at least stayed with PXL physically (though nearly tearing it down) allowing them to partially recover their wonderment; whereas Tsukasa/Nene and maybe Rui are currently projected on paths that will take them away from her physically, even if they stay with her mentally, and it's hard to say how she's going to cope with that.

Between her own siblings "growing out of her" and her grandfather simultaneously passing during middle school, Emu’s experience with loss likely cuts the deepest and most complex in WxS. I'm not going to go into her grief related to her grandfather (which I really need an event focus or fes card on like yesterday because she still has way too much going on there that the writers have not fully delivered on), but Emu is simply no stranger to people she loves leaving her behind.

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Mizuki and Emu's first interactions summarized:

"Wanna try on wedding dresses?" "Heck yeah!"

"Wanna get (fake) married?" "Heck yeah!"

"Wanna go cute clothes shopping?" "Heck yeah!"

And I wouldn't want it any other way.

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New custom profile for lesbian wedding event tiering

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a shousuke otori oneshot that no one asked for

It’s dark in the office but Shousuke Otori can’t be bothered to turn on the light. 

The report he’s looking for should not be this difficult to find. He’s rifling through his filing cabinets using his phone light, increasingly annoyed by how his neatly tucked away files could be such an organizational crapshoot when he actually needs to pull something. 

Why are we still printing everything out instead of just using the cloud???

He yanks out a whole stack of folders and throws them on his desk. 

Garbage. Garbage. Old memos. Garbage. 

A whole mess of Phenniland promotional brochures are mixed in with the old financial reports for some reason.

God that’s annoying. 

He moves to throw the whole pile away when a heavier cardstock falls out from the stack. It’s not a brochure, he realizes as he picks it up by the taped up edges. 

It’s a…thank you card? His youngest sister’s familiar gel pen doodles glitter on the front of the tropical-themed art. 

Emu and her troupe friends surprised him with this after their yacht trip turned shipwreck, he remembers. That was over a year ago. He’s not sure if he even opened it at the time, he was so busy wondering how the hell they got into his office before he did. 

(The purple one probably had something to do with it.) 

He throws it in his laptop bag to take home with him. 

I gotta clear out all the trivial crap in this office. 

He finds his missing financial report in the remaining pile and also stuffs it in the bag. He locks up his office, the 'PXL Deputy Director' plaque glinting off the door. 

The hallways of the Otori Corporate building are dark minus the emergency lighting strips along the walls. They used to keep the motion-activated lights on at all hours but now they all shut off firmly after 9 p.m. Some sort of green initiative from the CEO and corporate Governing Board. He’s not a fan. 

The darkness does make it easy to see another light at the end of the hallway though. 

Shousuke knocks on the open door of the Director’s office. 

Keisuke Otori looks up from the binder of papers he was highlighting by hand. 

(Oh right. He’s the reason they still print everything out.) 

The Director nods when his brother tells him the custodial staff will be here soon to close up. Grabbing his own items, Keisuke turns off his lamplight. 

———

It’s a long elevator ride down from the second highest floor of the Otori Corporate building. 

“How did the dinner go with Mr. Yung?”

“Fine enough,” Shousuke sighs. “He questioned the quarterly returns on the last renovated rides so I came back to get last year’s reports to draw the comparisons.” 

“You’ll be working late then.”

“You’re one to talk.”

“I was reviewing some supplementary proposals. But I don’t plan on working more at home—In fact, it’s best if I rest early.”

Keisuke pauses.

“My first meeting with Miss Yue is tomorrow.”

Oh. Right. 

That’s happening. 

It’s not like. A big deal. Not compared to any other corporate operation at least. That’s what Keisuke had said to him the first time it came up. 

His brother is at the age where men like them get married and Miss Yue is the daughter and COO of a major media conglomerate. Taiwanese, so international.

It’s a match up that makes sense. Especially for people like them who don’t lead sociable lives and never have. (Never will.) 

They haven’t really talked about it since. 

Keisuke claims he has nothing to say. Shousuke has tried to come up with anything to say.

But all he can think about, whenever he gets a chance to mention it, are their own parents: sitting quietly at opposite ends of the dining room table, their four children in between them, not looking at each other and only speaking to anyone with the most surface level inquiries.

That family dinner was three years ago. He’s not sure they’ve even been in the same building together since. 

It’s not really an inspiring topic of conversation. 

Shousuke looks at his older brother in the reflection of the mirrored elevator walls.

I wish I knew the right thing to say to you but I don’t.

“Do you have an appointment to get your roots done before your meeting?” 

Instinctively, Keisuke touches his jet black hair. 

“Are my grays showing already?” 

Shousuke shrugs tiredly. “Maybe it’s better she sees them upfront. A 32-year-old man already stressed into a head full of gray hair: it really lets her know what she’s getting into.”

Keisuke chuckles which may as well be uproarious laughter coming from him. Shousuke cracks a smile too.  

Not many people can read the feelings of the oldest Otori sibling. Not many people can recognize that he has them, actually. 

But when Shousuke casts a glance at Keisuke—the actual Keisuke, not the reflection—he can see the tightness in his jaw and the dullness in his purple eyes and know exactly what it all means. 

It’s too bad he’s not someone who can do anything useful with that information. He’s merely someone who stands by his older brother's side. Always by his side.

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A foam ball hits Shousuke between the eyes the second he walks in the front door. 

“Geez Tsukasa! Watch where you’re pointing that thing!” Kamishiro shouts while blatantly shoving the foam ball gun into the other boy’s hands. 

“What were you even aiming for?” says Kusanagi from behind the couch. 

“I DIDN'T SHOOT THAT!” Tenma yells, as easily riled up as ever. 

Keisuke walks in behind him.  “Ah, Wonderland x Showtime. Nice to see you all here tonight.”

It's Emu’s bimonthly slumber party weekend. How could Shousuke forget? That explains why all the lights are on and their typically quiet house is a cacophonous mess of colorful blankets and stuffed animals. 

Shousuke takes a deep breath, the troupe’s loud voices triggering that tired ache behind his ears.

“Why are you all in the living room?” he asks before he can help it. “Don’t you usually set up in Emu’s room?”

Summoned by her name, his youngest, though still high-school-aged sister pops out from the pile of pillows. 

“We were doing crafts in the kitchen and then we wanted to play fort defender!—but we can move to my room if you and Keisuke need space to talk!” 

“It’s okay, Emu,” Keisuke responds. “We were just going to our rooms. You four enjoy yourselves.” 

“Oh! If you’re not busy with work, do you want dessert!? I can show you the cupcakes we decorated for you!” 

Shousuke isn’t in the mood for sweets but Keisuke agrees and Emu is pulling them into the kitchen before he can protest. (He still does protest though.) Before Emu leaves, she designates Kusanagi with defending their fort and Shousuke can hear the boys screaming behind them from her foam slaughter. 

Hinata is in the kitchen when they enter. She had come down for a glass of water to take a break from her studying, and she greets them in that same tender way she always speaks.

She helps Emu bring out the platter of cupcakes she and her friends decorated. They’re slathered in their troupe colors, PXL references, a Kigurumi face, and several with vocaloid themed cookie toppers. The four of them must have decorated over three dozen cupcakes.

Emu hums happily in her phenny-patterned PJs, bouncing on her toes to grab plates and making her pink pigtails bounce with her.

Emu presents Keisuke a vanilla cupcake with fruit slices nicely arranged in a succulent shape on top. She gives Hinata a pink cupcake with a rose-shaped cookie topper. And finally, she hands Shousuke a chocolate cupcake with a round green cookie topper. 

Shousuke looks at it warily. 

“What is this?”

“It’s a cactus!”

“Why is it smiling?”

“So you know it’s safe to eat!”

“Why wouldn’t it be safe to eat?” 

“Because of the spikes!” Emu explains, as if the sugar sprinkles adorning the green cookie surface could possibly be mistaken for real needles. “Tsukasa found this guide online about making plant-looking cupcakes so we tried making a batch of those but with our own twist!” 

“They turned out nicely,” Keisuke says. 

“Very cute!” Hinata encourages. 

Shousuke turns the happy cactus around in his hand. “Yeah. Sure. It works.” 

They thank Emu for the desserts. Hinata and Keisuke decide to eat theirs in the kitchen before going to bed but Shousuke would prefer to go to his room. He has a long night ahead. 

“Do you want an extra cupcake for extra nighttime zoom energy?” 

“No, I’m fine. I just have to update and retime a presentation for tomorrow morning.”

“Ooo a presentation? What’s it about??” Emu asks with eagerness. 

“Nothing exciting. I’m meeting with our investors about funding for the next round of ride renovations.” 

“Is it for the fishy boats and the carousel?”

That surprises Shousuke because he doesn’t think he’s mentioned this to Emu before.

“Um. Yes?”  

“Yay yay! Those are the last ones still on the old system maintenance! The less shutdown time they need, the more super sunny-fun for all the little ones, and lots of adults can have a chance to refresh the memories they grew from riding them when they were young too!” Emu chirps. “I’m so excited!” 

Despite her very Emu-way of saying it, her analysis is disturbingly accurate. 

(Shousuke’s not sure why it’s disturbing. It just. Is.)

“…Right. Well. First we need the money,” he ends up saying. 

“I’m sure the investors will agree!” Emu beams at him again. “Do you need any help with your presentation?”

“Uh no. I think it will be fine. It’s not really something I expect you to help with, Emu.” 

Shouldn’t you be getting back to your friends? 

Their youngest casts her eyes down for a second. It’s a familiar look that strikes Shousuke, to his chagrin. 

(Has she looked like this before? (He knows she has. (He’s tried to forget.))) 

But then she looks back up at him with renewed vigor and he’s even more caught off guard. 

“I know I don’t know the big cha-ching cha-ching numbers or anything, but I still want to help you, Shousuke! Maybe me and my troupe can watch you practice your slides?” 

“Watch me…practice my slides?”

Emu nods eagerly. “We’ll be staying up late anyways!” 

Shousuke glances at his other siblings who are busy slicing up their cupcakes with Hinata complimenting the cream filling inside. Keisuke spares him a look and an eyebrow raise. 

‘It’s your presentation,’ he seems to say. 

Shousuke’s not sure if it’s the long day or the bright lights or whatever but—

“Fine, Emu. If you and your friends want to spend part of your party listening to me present on ROI and the margins of our core competencies, then sure. You can listen to me do my run-through later.”

“Yay yay!” she chirps at a surprisingly reasonable volume. “I can pencil you in between plushie party tea time and the DOOM Eternal tournament, so be ready by midnight, okay? Yahohoy!” 

“Fine but if you all fall asleep during this, don’t blame m—” 

Shousuke grunts as Emu tackle-hugs him. 

Every. Damn. Time. 

She giggles as he shoves her little pink head off of him and she darts away back into the living room. 

He turns to see Hinata and Keisuke looking at him. 

“What?” he snaps. 

“Nothing.” Hinata smiles. “Don’t forget your cupcake.” 

Shousuke grabs the thing and goes. 

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The living room is viewable from the railing of the second floor and Shousuke finds himself looking down at the brightly lit sleepover below.

It seems like the fort defender game has turned into a ‘smack each other as hard as you can with couch cushions’ game—of which Emu is winning very handily. 

He watches as Emu leaps from surface to surface, chasing down a screaming Tenma. She shrieks when Kamishiro biffs her over the head with a pillow only for her to clear him over the table with one swing the very next second. (Not to be a petty man, but Shousuke finds that mildly satisfying.) Kusanagi is laughing at all this until Emu barrels into her with unapologetic glee and all four of them end up in a pajama’d pile on the floor, sending their laughter echoing against the high ceilings. 

That looks…

…dangerous 

…painful

…chaotic 

…

…like they’re having a good time. 

Shousuke doesn’t “get” Emu. He never has. Surprise surprise. 

His tiny shock of a baby sister, always so loud and smiley against all reason. She’s the one who was raised by their oddball grandpa instead of their austere father; the one with her head in the clouds and no one to pull her down; the one who treasures her namesake like a destiny and a promise; the one who grew up under such nonexistent expectations that she rises to them by merely seeking any; and the one who was given zero responsibilities all her life yet still devotes herself to Wonder Stage and PXL and her family all the same. 

After all these years, Shousuke still finds his youngest sister incomprehensible in many ways. But more and more, he’s willing to admit, in the solitude of a darkened hallway, that he would like to understand. 

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Shousuke turns on the lamp at his home office desk. 

He pulls out the report and his laptop, but before he can begin, something else slides out of his case onto the desk: that thank you card from WxS. 

The exterior looks even more colorful under the lamplight, and Shousuke thinks now is as good a time as any to finally read it. He slits open the paper stickers holding it closed, and the card pops open on its own. 

“THANK YOU FOR A WONDERHOY TIME!!!” jumps out at him in pop up letters. Emu’s art style again adorns the surface of the card, a drawing of the five of them on the island sitting by the bonfire. All four members of the troupe signed it. 

Shousuke smiles. 

It’s nice. 

He places it next to the cupcake with a bite taken out of the cactus head—the only nonfunctional items on his desk—and he gets back to work. 

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Super fun crack theory time

Bakuno Reki will be the bad guy of the current WxS arc.

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Rui fans really waited a year and half for a unit focus only for him to get an event that reads like an extended side story lmao

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This event fell on seriously the worst time for me to attempt any tiering but somehow (my stupidity) I still managed T300. Here’s my obligatory custom profile to commemorate the event.

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made some memes for my polysho fanfic because i'm cool like that

a couple others under the cut because of minor spoilers