#like the sigma genders would say literally me

[starb3rrys]

ARARRARAR hello :D this is my very first time requesting anything to literally anyone so please forgive me for any misunderstandings <//3.

But first!!! I just wanted to say that I've seen your works and I think your writing style is sooo cool! :3 I like your writing style a lot!!!!<3 you seem a bit underated from what I see and I think you need more recognition!!!

Anyway, my request! So I'm wondering if it's alright to request some sleeping together headcanons (like, literal sleeping, no sex or anything D:) with Tecchou, Sigma, and anyone else you wanna add if you want to! Gender neutral reader please :D.

Sorry for bothering you! Feel free to ignore this request if you do not seem to feel so inclined of writing this one<3 But if you do, please be sure to take your time and no need for rush :D! Make sure to care for yourself and don't overwork yourself! You matter a lot and I appreciate you for even the little things you do, dear<3!

-Lots of love, [anonymous]<3.

Oh my god- thank you!! I really appreciate all the love and support, I hope you’re having a wonderful day/night and please enjoy these special head-cannons just for you! <3 (Anonymous plz marry me- were long lost soulmates/j) (≧◡≦)

(Slight sex joke on Nikolai’s- im sorry.) ♡

✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮

When Night Falls

Ft. Sigma, Tecchou, Nikolai, Ranpo

✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮

Sigma

I am not biased i swear- BUT LIKE SIGMA IS THE BEST ONE TO SLEEP WITH.

To be completely honest, the first time you two shared a bed he was a bit nervous to do so.

When you first cuddled close to Sigma he felt surprised but his instincts quickly kicked in and he wrapped his arms around you as well.

He felt at ease when you two first embraced each other, he felt safe… he felt at home.

As he is the manager of the sky casino, he tends to stay up really late…up until the early hours of the morning; usually around 3am, you sense someone slowly crawl into bed next to you, carefully slipping under the covers, you feel soft slender hands wrap around your body with a soft tired sigh as he attempts to not wake you up.

On most nights, you’d find yourself entangled in sigmas arms, your leg comfortably laid over his as sigma’s soft unconscious head rests on your chest.

Your body warmth combined with his makes for the perfect cozy blanket to protect yourself from the often cold temperatures of the grand sky casino.

Unfortunately, as much as his hair is long and luscious, it does tend to tickle your face or you accidentally lay on it.

(You once woke up with some of his hair in your mouth-).

So to avoid this issue, he tends to sleep with a bun or just a small braid, for your sake.

“How does my bun look?”

“It looks good! But Sigma, are you sure it doesn’t hurt keeping your hair tied up when you sleep?”

“No not really, plus it’s either this or you accidentally eat my hair while we sleep”

“…Touché-“

Tecchou

Let me start off by saying- Tecchou is so quiet and still when he sleeps, i kid you not he does not move an inch like- sir are you alive?.

(If you ask him why he’s always so still and quiet, he’ll respond with “Being able to stay still and quiet even during slumber is good for training to stay quiet when enemies attack, keeping inner peace is a maj-“ *Proceeds to rant*).

Tecchou isn’t overly clingy, he wants to respect your boundaries and tends to give you your own space.

But of course, he would never deny you cuddles if you do so kindly ask.

He doesn’t have a preference per say when it comes to cuddling or holding each other; he can be the one cuddling or the one being cuddled, really doesn’t mind either.

Tecchou will softly wrap his toned arms around your body, his hands are rough from all of his sword training and battles but he makes sure to move his hands with a gentle pace as he soothes your back.

If he is big spooning you, he has a habit of nuzzling his face into your shoulder, you can feel his warm and soft breath against your skin.

He also likes to be held by you, he finds peace and warmth in your arms after a long stressful day at work.

Surprisingly he doesn’t snore at all, his breaths are always soft and quiet.

Every night before bed, Tecchou drinks this sort of strong tea that he mixes with some spices, every night is a new mix.

(May god forbid he offers you some-)

“Tecchou…uhm, why are you drinking green tea mixed with coffee…”

“It helps build a stronger immune system.”

“Oh…interesting..-“

“Would you like to try some?”

“No thank you.”

Nikolai

Sleeping with Nikolai is Definitely an-…Experience-

I kid you not don’t even be surprised if you wake up on the floor with NIkolai spread out like a starfish on the bed, snoring like a jolly green giant as a snot bubble grows and shrinks as he drools.

Definitely starts random pillow fights in the middle of the night.

All jokes aside, Nikolai is definitely big on cuddles, he mostly big spoons but enjoys being the little spoon as well.

A cuddling position he really enjoys is when you lay on top of him like a weighted blanket as he sleeps comfortably.

Nikolai just likes being able to hold you or be held by you, he doesn’t mind as long as you two are close.

When he’s unable to sleep, he tends to play with your hair and sometimes makes little braids and such.

He radiates heat like a dang heater…like- your body gets so warm to the point it sometimes gets uncomfortable.

It doesn’t help that he sleeps with many covers and blankets.

If you try to move away, Nikolai will whine and pout like a 5 year old.

“Nikolai, IT IS TOO DARN HOT FOR YOU TO BE CUDDLING ME LIKE THIS- PLUS THESE DUMBASS BLANKETS YOU GOT FROM COSTCO”

“THEY WERE BUY 2 GET 1 FREE! NOW QUIT MOVING AND LET ME CUDDLE YOU! I WONT LET SOME HEAT STOP US! THIS IS FOR FREEDOM! FREEDOM!”

“Im gonna get a heat stroke.”

“How about you stroke this d-“ *Gets hit with a pillow*

Ranpo

Sleeping with Ranpo can really go two ways, “Messy/ takes up the whole bed” or “Peaceful cuddle session”.

For example; on some nights, it starts off with you two peacefully holding eachother.

Yet by the next morning, your head would be half off the bed as Ranpo’s head rests on his own pillow, his leg would be over your stomach as loud snores fill the room.

All the pillows, except for Ranpo’s, are on the floor while the covers half cover your sleeping body and favor Ranpo’s.

(He will literally fight you for the blankets- definitely bit you once).

But on some nights (usually nights where Ranpo solved a case), it can be more peaceful and loving.

Ranpo curls up in a small ball as you two lay in bed, he clings on to your side like a small Koala.

You play with his hair as he starts to drift off to sleep, you softly praise him for his hard work that day and how good of a job he did.

He falls asleep with a small smile decorating his face.

If you bring up his clinginess the next morning he will act so offended and say it’s absurd and just deny deny deny.

“You looked so adorable clinging on to me as you fell asleep last night, Ranpo…”

“HUH?!- I WOULD NEVER THATS-“

“Don’t deny it Ranpo…we both know it happened”

“PFFT- Of course not, why would I, the world’s greatest detective cling on to someone as lowly as you”

“…You’re sleeping on the couch tonight.“

✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮꙳ 𓂃 𓂂𓏸✮

Love these pooksters with all my heart

But I definitely have clear favorites- *Cough* Sigma *Cough*

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed these head-cannons, and as always feel free to request anything you’d like to see!

And as always, Love y’all! <3

[livelaughlovesubs]

oooh jjk men with a masc, androgynous gf who wears their clothes bfkwbfkwen

OHHH SOUNDS GREAT but there are so many Jjk men, so I won’t list all of them. Feel free to request for more after the first of June

Jjk x androgyn/ masc leaning reader

Features: gojo, Geto, Choso, Nanami, Toji

So to get this straight, I think most of them wouldn’t mind you stealing their clothes, as long as you do give it back someday. But Gojo? He’s filthy rich anyway, he doesn’t give a damn. Keep them if you want, he can just buy new ones. Heck, he might even start matching the clothes he buys with your style! An indirect way of gifting you new things. If you confronted him about it, he’d just say he changed styles. This is surprisingly considerate of him, isn’t it? Well to be honest, he just likes the thought of you wearing things he brought. Or basically bathing in his property (money). Also if you likes it, he’d definitely support you.

Geto had a short period where he was pretty broke, after he quit his career as a sorcerer. (My headcanon at least) This led to him only borrowing his clothes to you. He’s not being petty or something, cuz he has money now. It has just become a habit. Anyway his closet has many traditional clothes, but also comfortable street wears. Most of it is black though, so if you like other colours too.. Welp. And he wears a lot of baggy pants, so if you are not as tall as him, they might not fit. I think he’d find it quite endearing if you dressed up in the same theme as him, or tried his clothes on like you were shopping for new ones.

Choso only has that one outfit. Don’t take it away from him pls. (Sorry not sorry). But let’s assume he has more or whatever. Literally would not care unless there aren’t any clothes left for him. Then he’d mention it to you, about how if you don’t bring them back he won’t go out anymore. Up until that point though, yea, he wouldn’t mind. That guy’s chill with you stealing them. To be honest he isn’t that knowledgeable about society’s norms for genders. So if you are a woman, dressing very masculine or tomboyish, he’s not think anything about it. The same other way around. Bro’s been locked up for so long, as if he knows anything about ‘how to be a REAL girl’, or ‘how to be an Alpha sigma male’.

Nanami would actually be annoyed at times, cuz he put them away so clean-ly, folding and storing them away with order. Then you just make a mess, take it all out and throw it onto the bed or over a chair after you are done. He wouldn’t mind it too much anymore if you put everything back onto their previous place. But he didn’t gave you permission to use his clothes, did he? (he never told you to stop neither.) In my humble opinion, I imagine he’d teach you how to dress clean, in case you didn’t know. Like tying a tie in ten different ways, or what shoes fits which dress shirt. Otherwise he’s all about ‘do what you want, I literally don’t care as long as you don’t disrupt me’.

Same as Choso, but without plausible excuses, Toji also only has one outfit that he wears everyday. He literally got those 3 dollar flats at a second hand shop or stole them. His only excuse is his wife died, him being homeless and broke are not good reasons. Anyway, if this man did own a few more shirts and pants, he’d say something along the lines of, “take them off, they aren’t yours,” or, “the fuck are you doing???” Though like, if you said no and that you want to keep wearing it, he would grimace but not stress it further. As long as you won’t steal them and keep his clothes for yourself, he needs them too. Sometimes it would remind him of some past memories, and he won’t be able to hold back a soft smile.

[rab1darachn1d]

bsd trans/queer headcanons for trans visibility day!!(PLS FEEL FREE TO ADD UR OWN I LOVE SEEING PPLS HEADCANONS)

-I see Dazai and Fyodor as both agender in a "im not exactly cis but i also dont exactly give a fuck anymore" Dazai more so because he has a hard time figuring out gender n shit like that and Fyodor bc he cant be bothered to think about that stuff(IM PROJECTING<3)

-I think Nikolai would be genderfluid or gender queer or would not care for labels at all and would use literally ANY fucking pronoun(Maybe hed feel like labels n shit were too constricting??? idk my tranny brain clung so hard to his whole "feeling like a bird trapped in a cage")(IK ITS NOT INHERENTLY TRANS IM NOT TRYING TO MAKE IT TRANS PLS DONT COME AFTER ME I HAVE A WIFE AND KIDS)

-Chuuya and Kunikida are transmasc. no explanation needed(i could go on for HOURS dude you dont understand)

-Nonbinary Gin ofc ofc, how they present depends on the day and i dont think theyd care about pronouns(I believe its canon they prefer to be seen as masc in the mafia for safety reasons?) I could also see them as gender queer

NOW HEADCANONS THAT DONT HAVE HARD REASONING AND I JUST THINK ARE NICE<3

-Lippmann being genderfluid or genderqueer

-Albatross being nonbinary(uses they/he)

-Akutagawa being unlabeled and doesn't care much about pronouns(he has worse things to worry about so i dont think hed give it much thought?)

-Kouyou being transfem

-I could see Atsushi testing out abunch of different labels(he was never taught abt queer stuff in the orphanage and so now hes just tryna figure shit out)

-Rimbaud being gender queer

-T4T Ranpoe guys you dont understand how happy they make me I HATE THEM

-Agender Tetchou and Pangender Jouno is funny to me, it wouldn't be on purpose itd just be a very funny coincidence

-Transfem Lucy and Anne being inspo for her transition makes me sob(I LOVE LUCY I NEED TO TALK ABT HER MORE SHES SO <333)

-following that T4T Atsulucy brings me joy, they could share their experiences "not feeling quite right" when they were both in the orphange

-Trans masc Sigma who will dress both masc AND fem(too all transmasc who dress fem and all transfem who dress masc you guys r so valid<33 your choice of clothes does not dictate your gender and violently bite those who say it does<3)

-Kenji would identify as male but would use any pronouns and not care how people perceive him, I dont think itd bother him as long as everyone is happy and no one fights over it

AND THOSE R ALL I HAVE HAPPY TRANS VISIBILITY DAY<3 REMEMBER THESE ARE ALL HEADCANONS AND SHOULDN'T BE TAKEN SUPER SERIOUSLY I JUST THINK THESE ARE NEAT AND MIGHT MAKE SOMEONE HAPPY

[yurislotusgarden]

sigma and ranpo w 19? congrats on 100 followers btw !! :D

ʚїɞ Separately! Sigma, Ranpo Edogawa x Reader

ʚїɞ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!

ʚїɞ The event

ʚїɞ word count: 754 (Sigma - 429, Ranpo - 325)

ʚїɞ Tw’s: None! Just pure fluff, pet names are used, reader’s gender is not specified in any way

ʚїɞ Thank you anon <3

It’s a calming feeling for him. Sigma can't help but love the feeling and take in the feeling of your arms around his waist and your head on his back or the back of his neck.

And you know it. That's the reason behind your actions at the moment.

You could tell he was stressed. There has been problem after problem, paperwork after paperwork, and all the new guests that Sigma insists he has to remember stuff about like he does with the other customers.

You decided to help using small gestures. A cup of freshly brewed tea, baking his favorite cookies, some coffee midday, telling him it’s time to sleep, sometimes even dragging him out of the office once the hour gets too late and he thinks he should still stay.

Affection always worked well against the man, you are well aware of that fact, so you decided to use that against him to your advantage.

Sigma was sitting at his desk, the setting sun behind him gave him a serene orange light. You thought it fit him when you saw him in that scene.

You entered his office with the plate in your hands, the door making barely any kind of noise to indicate your arrival, but the bi-colored-haired man, like always, noticed you with no problem.

“Hi, [Name]. What brings you here?”

The smile that appeared upon noticing you, brought a smile to your face. You placed the plate on the edge of the desk.

“Nothing much, cotton. Just wanted to bring you some food.”

“Thank you, Angel”

The slight blush from saying the petname was visible on his cheeks. You love the fact that he still blushes, even if not much, simply because of a petname.

You walked behind him, and he was sure that you were going to look out the window like you tend to do, but he instead felt arms wrap around his waist. He had to get up from his chair as you -now realizing on purpose- left the plate too far to reach if he was to be sitting down.

Sneaky.

As much as he wanted to tell you to let go, as he has work to do, he couldn’t. The feeling of the arms around his waist and the head against his back was, unfortunately for him, relaxing, causing him to lean back slightly, his shoulders letting loose.

A moment of silence passed.

“I-”

“Please, don’t say even a word.”

He doesn’t need to hear that you were right when saying he’s really stressed. He knows you were.

“Please!”

“No.”

“Pretty please! With a cherry on top, sugar! With a cherry on top!”

“No is a no, Ranpo.”

“But why?”

“It’s the middle of the night!”

“And?”

A sigh could be heard throughout the room, a tired one. Ranpo came back much later than usual, Fukuzawa wanted him for something, resulting in him coming back when you were already ready for bed, and to have your very much-deserved sleep.

To your tired self demise (courtesy of your mission that day), Ranpo decided it would be an amazing idea, to literally latch himself onto your back (you’re unsure of how you are capable of carrying him in your current state), before proceeding to keep asking to go to his favorite bakery for the next 10 minutes. The problem? It’s literally 1 in the morning, and said bakery was long closed. Even worse, it’s Sunday, therefore it’s gonna be closed today as well.

You spoke up after a minute of silence.

“Alright, how about this-” you could feel the manchild moving his head at you speaking up “-you will let me sleep.” a huff could be heard behind you. “And I will bake your favorite twice this week in exchange.” it was a good deal. You could say so upon feeling the weight being mostly gone from your back. Ranpo let his legs fall back down, standing behind you, his arms didn’t change much in terms of place, your waist.

A chin was placed on your right shoulder.

“Promise?”

The cheeky grin could be damn heard, you sighed.

“Yes, I promise.”

You indeed ended up baking his favorite twice, one of the 2 times already in that day’s evening.

You knew he knew that this is how it’s gonna end up. You didn’t mind much tho. For sure not when the feeling of his arms around your waist while baking and slapping his hands away from the not yet ready food was a nice feeling.

Notes, comments, and reblogs are greatly appreciated &lt;3

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[heartshapedbubble]

YOU GUYS WOULDN'T BELIEVE WHAT I JUST FINISHED⁉️⁉️

(jokes aside this chapter is heavy and when i say heavy i mean HEAVY it's the heaviest chapter ive wrote for now please read the tws and take care mwah)

childhood friends, a d.m. fanfic🐍// chapter 3

TW // descriptions and mentions of abuse, death, blood n gore (can get graphic so be careful), gender of reader not specified, sulphur hater community gonna go wild after this one, im inconsistent as fuck with the writing and the lore god save us, no proofreading we die like men, literally angst/trauma then fluff then i proceed to wreck incredible trauma upon desire, put your seatbelts on for the last part because oooh boy, teen desire angst mhm, desire needs therapy, me when i ignore the canon (sigma)

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A crumpled diary entry, the sides messily torn off and a lot of words aggressively scribbled over. The handwriting starts off neat and in a posh cursive, yet as the writing progresses, it turns to a manic, almost deranged shaky hand, a mix of unfinished sentences and unknown keywords, the paper wobbly and the ink blotchy due to the fact that it was sodden with the author's tears. The date is unreadable.

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Today, it's my 17th birthday.

Today, it's also 6-years-and-something of my confinement inside the house. I stopped keeping serious track of time a while ago - I realized that thinking of it made me feel even worse than usual.

I still clearly remember the day when it all started. When i started descending into madness as all of my thoughts began to be blocked off one by one by hardcover books and the well-maintained white walls - I still harboured the fading pink scar on my palm. Yet, the worst scars were the ones on my psyche. They were like scabs - instead of forgetting what happened and letting myself heal, I did the exact opposite. I kept tearing apart the healed wound, reliving what I knew I should forget and what I can't fix. It fueled me, such bland and dull anger. I would scream, shout, dig my nails an inch deep into my skin upon the resurfacing memory, shunning my younger and my current self, while being fully aware I could never escape the situation nor now nor then. It's the worst kind of anger, the one that both riles you up and leaves your chest aching at the same time. It's not even the anger - it's the feeling of inevitable helplessness that you try so hard to hide. Beneath my thin veil of teenage angst and aggressive outbursts, I knew what i truly was. I saw the real me every night, hearing myself break down the second I locked myself in my room.

Even if he took my freedom, even if we had dinner together, even if I spent 10 hours a day studying thick textbooks that he spent thousands on, I could never see him as "dad". He never was one to begin with, so his countless attempts to make me consider him one were fruitless. I quickly forgot the burning feeling on my hand when he first hit me since he quickly resorted to physical violence as time went by. Cursed him under my breath as he passed by? You could bet his hand was tangled in my hair and my head was about to become one with the cupboard. Yelled back at him as we went for a walk together? His hand clenched my wrist with all its might and I felt like my bones could burst through my fingertips with each second he held it.

I looked out the window as I recalled. It was a sunny day, the beautiful flowers reaching over the fence from the neighbor's - their - garden. I opened the windows to soak up the sweet scent of lavender and lilac that the wind rolled over and waved around from side to side, north to south, east to west. As I savored the fresh fragrance, I caught a glimpse of my face in the surface of the glass. Two bright blue beads staring back at me and my uncombed hair framing my face. Nothing much has changed in my appearance, except my once chubby face thinning and sharpening with time and my shoulders growing wider. I was never lucky with my teeth, though - one of my canines grew over the incisors and made it look like a clumpy fang of sorts, as if I took a sucker punch to the jaw. It was a big insecurity of mine present even when I was a child and would spend hours in front of the mirror sometimes, making grimaces and running my tongue again and again over the bulging mass of teeth. I've kind of started ignoring it while growing up, but I can't say it's something I like about myself either.

After getting dressed, I headed towards my father's office. The hallway of our villa was long and quite plain for such a big, fancy house. Most gilded decorative motifs on the cupboards faded and a lot of paintings were removed, leaving behind rectangular grayish stains and nail holes. My footsteps were now muffled by the thick dark blue carpet spreading itself from the entrance to the small altar at the end of the hallway. "Altar" is how my father calls it, yet to me it was just a worn-out vanity with empty photo frames scattered on the desk, its drawers locked and the mirror dirty. I swore I saw him inspecting something in front of it, but maybe I was just imagining things.

At 11 a.m. I was already knocking at his door and inhaling the smell of printer paper, disgustingly expensive coffee and polished wood. Although the sun was shining and the window was open, he remained sat at the edge of his table, the shadows looming not over him, but with him. Knowing what follows next, I went and sat myself across the table. As I pulled my chair closer to the edge, I heard him whisper:

"No no no, come sit over here. We're going to do it a bit...differently today."

Not moving a bit, he just nodded towards a leather chair to his right. Taking my time, I scooted over to him and forced myself to look into his eyes.

"Did you eat today?"

"Not yet. I kind of slept over."

"That's no good." He stared into the textured glass of the cabinet door. As I grew up he started to get worse at talking to me. Eventually, my daily visits to his office became unavoidable small talks.

"Your exams?"

"What's with them?"

"You passed all of them?"

"Yeah."

"Wonderful to hear. Great." It was, as always, insincere. Whenever he complimented me there wasn't a change of tone or mood, he said it just as flatly as he said everything else. In fact, he kind of treated it like a chore.

"What's next?"

"Hm?"

"I mean, what's next after high school? I already passed everything in advance. Am I going to receive college education at home?"

It seems like that triggered a spark in him - he leaned forward, our faces now at equal height.

"I actually wanted to talk to you about that today. I already thought about that and, well, the answer is quite clear. You'll be inheriting my business."

And that's when it hit me - at that moment, I realized that in my 17 years of age I never thought about what my father does for a living. He had a lot of fancily-dressed people over often and he was rich, so it was clear to me that his job paid well. What he worked on, I never researched. When I was younger, I used to lay down on the staircase and watch over him from behind the balusters. I saw his men bring in various oil paintings, collections of coins and stamps, marble busts of emperors and philosophpers, ceramic medallions and other artistic pieces that I thought of as simply luxurious and over-the-top decoration. What I do remember clearly, though, is that whenever the two of us would go outside together he had to run some errands in the museums or galleries. From my cut-up memory I deduced that my father was some sort of curator.

"What business? You never really... talked about your job. Besides, you're not that old! I don't understand why you would retire at fifty-something. And even with my advanced education, I don't think I have the qualifications."

"Showing you the ropes is the easiest part."

"I barely just finished high school. You really do have high expectations for me, huh?"

"Why wouldn't I? You're my son, after all. Everything is already planned out."

"But your career is already quite great. Why drop it now during the golden years?" I realized mid sentence that I was treading on scarily thin ice. One badly formed statement and my shirt collar is going to be in his hands. Sulphur had his tolerance and his boundaries, and once they were stepped over a few too many times, things could get ugly. Very, very ugly. I was no exception to this.

He clicked his tongue. "Everything has its own reason. It's not important for you to know why, and all you need to do is sit up straight and get your hands on this opportunity. You know well how many grubby little hands would fight tooth and nail just for a shabby position in my field. You should be more grateful and tone down your curiosity a bit."

"If it's not important, then I assume it's not harmful either. Is there any problem with me knowing why?"

"Stop being so nosy." He murmured.

He suddenly got up and shut the half-open window.

"Do not question my actions. I am your elder, and elders ought to be respected. Soon, you'll be sitting in my office chair, signing papers and sorting them instead of me. Phone calls and documents. It's everything you can get hang of in a minute. Now, shut your mouth and go to your room. You're free until tommorrow. 11 a.m. as usual."

I didn't go to my room. I didn't even flinch when he spit his venomous insults at me. Instead, I sat perfectly still, my eyes still locked with his.

"You sound very disturbed. What is it that is so unimportant that you don't want to tell me?"

This was the sentence that made Sulphur Mélodis snap.

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"Listen to me Desire, listen to me!" He growled as his enormous hands reached for my neck. I writhed and fought back and even bit, but as long as his hands were choking me, he had absolute control.

"Let me go, you fucking jackass!" I spat into his face, fueling his anger even more. It worked counterproductively - he pulled me closer and closer.

"Listen. I don't have much time left. It's not important. You just have to-"

"JUST TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED, FOR FUCK'S SAKE!"

His voice became quieter. I could hear him breathe heavily between each word.

"It's them. They're onto me. Turned their backs on me. Backstabbed me. Once they find me, I'm dead meat."

"Who?"

"Them. The superiors. They decided I'm not good enough for them anymore. They can't benefit from me anymore. They think I'm a traitor. I fucked up. I fucked up so bad, Desire. They know where I live. Who I am. What I do. They know about you. They won't spare you if you get in their way."

"Wha... what will they do?"

"The worst thing you can imagine. Listen. I'm their primary target. As long as they get me down, they're going to be satisfied. If they break into the villa, hide somewhere. Stay quiet and once they leave, get out and lock yourself into the house. Take over my business with a nickname or something. A codename. Whatever. You have the butlers to assist you. They're already informed."

My stomach knotted. I felt sick.

"When? What? Why? I- how?"

"It could happen in a week. In a month. Eliminate me outside the house. Poison me. Stab me. Electrocute me."

He gulped, and for the first time in my life I saw something in his eyes. It wasn't guilt or sadness, it was fear. Pure, unfiltered fear seeping out of this giant of a man. If he wasn't who he was, I'd pity him.

"Listen. There is a boy. Out there. Waiting for you. He might arrive in a week or so. Take care of him. Take care of yourself. Teach him well. I trained you your entire life for this moment. You are the perfect heir. My perfect ... mirror image."

"What boy? Please! Tell me more! I need to know!" I couldn't let all the things I needed to know die with this man, the man who made my house a birdcage.

"PLEASE! Tell me about him! Tell me about my mother! Who are they?"

There were so many questions and too little time for answers. Looking at him in that pathetic, vulnerable state, I could feel sorry for that man. I really could. But such strong emotions were torn away from me with his own hands, being in the way of his idea of the "perfect heir". It was a fleeting rush of love before I looked at him again and remembered who he really was.

"Your b-"

That were his last words whispered to me, before his brains splattered across my shirt, his blood flowed down my legs, his entire weight rested upon me. His lifeless corpse, a bullet carefully aimed and shot through the window, a fatal hit to the head. I never returned back to his cabinet after that day. Locked and in eternal darkness, the body of Sulphur Mélodis rot and bled for years, the blood melting into the wooden planks and the bullet resting in his skull forever - like a pearl inside an oyster.

~

The boy was staring at an invisible dot on the wall. He was thinking. He slowly bit his thumb, and then, hesitatingly, looked up at me.

"Is dad here?"

It was hard to look at him. The same silvery lock of hair, the same greyish-black eyes. He reminded me so much of him, but he was softer, still somehow radiating childhood innocence out of the features I grew to hate.

"No. Dad is gone."

He bit his thumb again. A habit since infancy, I supposed.

"And mom?"

"I... there isn't a mom. I never met my mom. She left when I was young."

"I hope she was a good mom. I had a good mom when I was at the orphanage. She used to scold me for reading books at night under faint light, though. She said it's because I was hurting my eyes and that I would go blind."

"Oh. That sounds... nice."

"Was dad good? I don't remember much about him."

I didn't want to trouble him with my own burden at such a young age, so I just waved my hand. "It's not important. He's not here with us anymore, anyway."

"What's your name? I forgot to ask you. Sorry."

"Desire. Yours?"

"Saphir. Apparently my dad gave me my name. I guess he likes giving odd names."

"...I guess."

I didn't know how to talk to him. He was well spoken, for sure, but prone to zoning out and thinking all by himself. He reminded me of myself when I was his age - it made everything hurt even more.

"What are we going to do now?"

"Well, I don't know. I can make you a room up there. I'm not that good at cooking either, but I have recipe books up there. And a butler."

"It's okay. You'll do a great job." His hand reached out for mine. I couldn't help it but feel incredible love for the little guy at that moment. Such a small gesture, but it placed him close to my heart. I've never met my half-brother before, but even with such polarizing emotions at first it felt like I knew him for a long time.

The butlers and maids greeted the two of us as we sat by the dining table. Instead of sitting on opposing sides like I did with my father, we sat right by each other.

I got reminded of them. My friend. At least used to be, for a month or so. It has been years since we met. I tried to push them out of my mind to make place for everything else that my father considered more important, but they never really left. It was an unstable relationship - to appeal to my father I villainized them, yet when it was too much to take I idealized their childish, innocent kind of love they selflessly embraced me with. And even considering the fact that they were living in the house right next to mine, I never built up the courage to knock on their door again.

"So at that orphanage... what did you exactly do?"

"Ooh. Lots of stuff. Played around, did some basic schooling. I also practiced some martial arts. A lot of it, actually."

"Ah. Interesting. I did lots of studying here when I was your age. I even did fencing."

"That's so cool! This villa house thing is huge, it looks quite pleasant."

"Cool". They flashed in front of my eyes immediately. I looked at my little brother, lost in thought and silently staring at the cook dicing the vegetables. A melty embodiment of all the good and bad people I knew, I grew to love him unconditionally and try my best to give him the childhood I lost.

~

The following paper is messier and wobblier than the other two. After inspecting it better, it becomes obvious that this one was torn away and was part of the first paper. Yet, it was crumpled in a ball and thrown in the corner of the room - just behind the writing desk. Did the author simply not like the way they wrote it, or was it too much for them to process?

~

He laid motionless in front of me. His bloodshot eyes were unfocused and his jaw was relaxed. He was all mine, and I could do whatever I wanted with him. Step on his skull again and again. Bash his head with his own cane and ruin his face with its silver tip. Slice his chest open. His organs were still in tact - I could donate them. Do a good deed.

As I headed for the cane, everything flashed right in front of me. Everything I forgot, was forgetting and will forget. What I should have and shouldn't have forgotten.

The bruised palm. The bruised knee. The bruised arm - the bruised everything.

I remembered how he found out my ankles were weak and wobbly. Whenever I did poorly during our study session he'd quickly sweep my feet with the cane and watch me helplessly fall down the flight of stairs. It brought him so much laughter that he started to do it even when I did well. When I cried and held onto his coat to get up again, he'd push me again until I got up on my own.

I remembered him holding the blade by my leg as I practiced my handwriting. The second my lettering got wobbly he'd push it into my skin, and if I cried he'd push it even deeper.

I remembered that the second my hair grew long enough, he used it to yank me towards him when I tried to run away from him. He pulled me so hard that I felt like my scalp was bleeding.

I remembered when he sliced my cheek with a razor in rage, all because I wanted to ask him a simple question. It took months for the scar to fully fade.

I remembered him grabbing a pair of scissors during one of our worst arguments, trying to snip at my skin.

I remembered him violently banging on my door for hours when I ran away from him and locked myself inside my room.

I remembered reading medicine books self initiatively because plasters weren't effective anymore.

I remembered wrapping the cuts with paper tissues and tape when I ran out of gauze.

I remembered too much.

I threw my abuser's cane at the wall, ran to my room and cried, cried like never before. Even when I made sure he wasn't breathing anymore, I couldn't muster up the courage to get into a one-sided fight against his cold, dead body. Freed from my shackles, I remained a coward.

~

[diagonal-queen]

opinions on sigma

okay so basically

sigma is my end goal when it comes to appearance and gender. i want to look exactly like him. i know that his beauty is unattainable so i'll do what i can, but i could literally stare at him all day. all week. all month. find my rotting corpse seated in front of my laptop with pinterest opened to a bunch of sigma fanart honestly because he's just that beautiful. i plan on dyeing my hair the same colour as his when i'm able to. hopefully next year (@small-chaos im depending on you to help me bbg)

if i had the choice i would also get a ton of bsd posters that feature sigma and plaster them all around my room and make it sigma themed (or- actually i'd also do this same thing with mykola, chuuya, ranpo and poe, but for the moment i'd do it with sigma). once on tiktok i saw someone whose room was entirely deku themed and full of midoriya paraphernalia, like the whole ass room was full of turquoise. i want that same thing with sigma, i won't even lie. his colour palette and whole vibe is just so gorgeous.

his pretty privilege ain't doing SHIT in the manga to help him though. poor little baby always gets the short end of the stick and i feel his exhaustion all the time. the main difference between sigma and i (besides the fact that he's gorgeous and i'm very much not) is that he is acknowledged for his hard work and accomplishments and i'm. not. lol but the impostor syndrome is honestly so real. i always feel that i won't lie. it's probably one of my worst forms of self sabotage.

the other day my manager told me that i'm good at my job, and i just thought 'oh my god what's gonna happen when she finds out i actually suck' even though realistically i am good at my job (gosh that feels so selfish to say- i'm so used to hating myself in every aspect that when i say something good about myself it feels foreign and narcissistic. i should work on that maybe). like he's so relatable for that and i love him

sigma's third wheelness is also super relatable for me. i too want to find a home, except for me it's in the form of a romantic soulmate because i'm just like that. (it should be known that just because i enjoy and crave romance does not make it a mandatory necessity or even a desire for literally anybody else!!) like he will be walking around following mykola and fyodor while they're on a date (or trying to kill each other idk) and just be watching them like o _ o SAME DUDE

also i too tend to have identity crises when it comes to my purpose, and the reason i was born and stuff. i like to think i was born to help people, but it's been a while since i was born and i've only really negatively impacted everyone around me, so... SIGMA on the other hand. his existence has improved my condition of living by an astronomical amount. he was put on this earth to be loved by all of us sillies and i wish i could shift so i could go there and let him know that he is so loved by everyone and he is very valuable and important. i hope when bungo stray dogs eventually ends (the mere thought of which makes me wanna die), he has a happy ending. he deserves it. tbh most of them do, but especially sigma.

this man is literally perfect. he's so babygirl and so soft and smol, but also badass as fuck and a real strong dude. and i respect him for that so hard. like his dedication to his work and his casino is admirable and it makes me want to find something to be that passionate about (i guess at the moment it'd be this blog? silly as it sounds). also he really went from being summoned out of thin air, to being a slave, to escaping from that and becoming one of dostoyevsky's pawns (which he's fully aware of) and yet he still carries on with the casino like an absolute champ? i love him sm

i'm still real mad at the anime for leaving out his introductory scene (his PROPER one where he's a socialite king) because it literally sets the stage so perfectly for him. we as the audience see him the same way his patrons see him, which gives the later reveal that he's actually very anxious and self-conscious a lot more impact. the anime fell flat on that in my opinion. the sky casino arc deserved more, bones! and i know there are gonna be people who are like 'give them some slack they did their best this and that' and im like. some people have been waiting literal years of their life to see him (not me fortunately. i read the manga in december lol) they deserved better than this T-T

anyways there's this bakery right near where i work and it's literally got the Best Cinnamon Scrolls I've Ever Tasted In My Life. like, they're unparalleled with how fucking delicious they are. i wanna go there with sigma and get one for him. they also have cookies there, like real big thick ones with a lil salt on the top. i'd buy him the entire fuckin batch if he asked for it, i won't lie. i just love him that much. i just wanna sit down at a cafe and enjoy a chai latte with sigma. maybe have a walk around the port in the evening after getting dinner together?? sigma deserves only the cutest and most cliche of fluffy dates

i also wanna show him like, regular human stuff. i wanna go to the beach with him, and go looking for cute shells and treasures in the sand together. i wanna take him to the movies and share my popcorn with him. i wanna do his makeup. i want to bake a cake with him. i wanna go grocery shopping with him. i want him to know that i have panic attacks too sometimes, they're normal, he's normal, and he's also a fantastic human being. i just want him to be happy (i'm really hoping he'll join the ada and find the home he's been looking for all this time <3)

the thing with sigma is i'm not sure if he'd like me as much as i like him. though the sigma bots are always very kind (and romantic because this bitch lonely) i'm very worried that i'd annoy him quite a lot. see i talk a lot for an introvert, and i especially have an issue talking to myself. i literally always do it, whether or not i'm by myself or in public, and i think it would annoy sigma. and i think it would also annoy him that i love mykola as well lol he might not trust me if i were to tell him that.

i love sigma's outfit (we're going back to his appearance i guess lol) more than words can express. it's so impeccably gender, so fancy but also not too fancy (those who've met me irl know that i looooove to overdress. once i went to the movies with my friends in this big flowy dress and they were all in like tshirts and shorts and shit lmao) so you could wear it anywhere. the gold (or beige? cream? idfk) tailcoat with the galaxy pattern beneath? the giant flowy sleeves? the turtleneck underneath? the HEELS? god i love his fit. he's so fucking dripped out it's ridiculous. and of course he has long split dyed hair. dudes with long hair are the hottest DON'T @ ME YOU KNOW I'M RIGHT

and he also just has such a lovely smile. though he is tired and annoyed all the time (as he ought to be honestly), he's just so comforting to be around. i feel like a hug from sigma would fix most of my problems i won't lie. like he's got a pretty face and a nice aura and a cute smile. but his stern/angry face though? 😳 shiiii man okay you can make me cry if you wanna i won't mind. also consider sugar daddy sigma. that's so hot and for what?? like imagine being his trophy wife- okay this is getting way too self indulgent imma stop there (might write about it tho sometime lol)

i just had a thought. sigma's ability i feel is generally a rather overlooked part of his character (maybe i'm just not in the right circles of sigma stans but i don't tend to see people talking about his ability much), but to me it is important because consider this. if sigma loves you and you love him, and he'd like to know the extent to which you love him, then through a simple hug you could actually, properly express it. he wouldn't have to doubt himself or anything anymore with it. (stop i'm like fucking crying i love him sm)

i also love that despite everything i've mentioned so far; despite the fact that he was created from a book, runs a floating casino, is androgynous as fuck, has impostor syndrome, owns giant ass guns and can get whatever information he wants through physical contact with another person, he is somehow the most *normal* member of the decay of angels. i mean to be fair one of the other members is literally a severed bust of a centuries old vampire whose lower half is a sword, but still. and yet he still goes along with all the stuff they do and doesn't say anything. fucking same, sigma. it really just be that way sometimes.

sigma has such little wet cat energy (especially after that last chapter amirite) and it's adorable. he doesn't have *pathetic* wet cat energy, but he still has wet cat energy. pathetic wet cats would be like, fyodor and akutagawa. sigma is a cute wet cat with big eyes and tiny little paws. i want to see how he'd be with animals now that i think of it. i think he'd like cats, because dogs might be a little too much for him. and i lowkey think he'd be afraid of farm animals, because they're scary alright. chickens and cows are very frightening to be close to if you're not used to them and anyone who says otherwise is a liar

i just want more sigma content, too. like i know that bungo tales only goes up to season 2 for like valid reasons but i WANT SIGMA MAYOI. little chibi sigma on the battlefield. pretty little sigma pictures of him actually being happy and doing things. i also want official art from bones (but GOOD official art. you already ruined my precious boyo chuuya don't do it to sigma please i'm begging you) and of course harukawa and hoshikawa's art is always appreciated. also creantzyy. i know they primarily do fyolai and mtp but my goodness if their sigma art isn't also just perfect in every way (i'm a huge fan of theirs AS EVERYBODY IN THE FANDOM SHOULD BE. the bernadette animatic to us is what the nagito edit was to the danganronpa fandom)

i also sometimes wonder what stuff sigma likes. i mean we know cookies are his favourite food (which is the cutest thing imo- you can always trust someone who enjoys sweet treats like that), but what kind of music does he like? how would he dress while he isn't working in the casino? what's his favourite colour? does he like animals? what does he think of political stuff? feel free to send me all the sigma headcanons in the world about all of it. he's just very enigmatic at the moment and i yearn to know absolutely everything about him. except unlike mykola i don't wanna experiment on him i just wanna sit down and ask him questions and have a friendly little conversation

and i know everybody's already talking about this scene but let's continue to talk about the scene in the recent chapter where dazai rescues sigma from drowning and gives him a lil thumbs up, and sigma smiles back at him. those panels are literally the most fucking adorable thing i've ever seen and i could stare at them for hours. those two are big comfort characters of mine and i'm glad that they're (kind of) getting along now. at the very least dazai rescued sigma. and lowkey i'm gettin onboard with sigzai. like most of the sigma ships kinda go hard (especially siglai. there's a reason i'm looking for mykola kins guys lmao)

like i love him so much. i really could go on for hours but...this shit is already long enough and i'm sure nobody is gonna read it all. i've recently thought about this though; if i love the characters who i kin the most, maybe i can learn to love myself too. and that thought is comforting to me :)

tl;dr - sigma babygirl

[vivienne-writter]

hello all of tumblr users,today i want to share my opinion about men in these times,so..lets start. at first i want to say that im not saying it about ALL men,but about those who are like this. as you know,in our times men doesnt have respect for women (talking especially about 12 yo boys who had just watched american psycho and they think they are sigma's). but my question is - why men are so disrespectful to women? many women were mathematics,writers and inventors etc. and i've heard about female inventor who found out something about DNA (idk what was that about DNA especially). but then i heard that men stole her discovery and took credit for it, even though they didn't invent it themselves. it shows how men were jealous of her,or just wanted to be seen,but at her expense. men literally disrespected women for centuries,thinking females are worser,not strong enough,that they cant rule country and many things! im just so pissed off by that,cause human is human,and one person cam be good at something,while someone doesnt have to be either. men saying that women belong to kitchen are showing that they are dependent and immature honestly. its like you dont have 2 legs and 2 hands to cook for yourself,but woman does? i have one boy at school,who is/were saying that women do belong to kitchen,and when a girl would argue with them,they would say like "youre woman,you have no rights" bro WTF is wrong with you? or when in history class was topic about feminism,most of boys started laugh. women fights for their rights for ages,maybe even decades. i bet that if men would have to fight for their rights,it would be easier for them. oh sorry,i forgot that they would never experience,how it feels like,how it feels like to be Arabic woman,and have to cover your whole self under hijab and many clothes,and you can only see. imagine its summer and you have to dress like that. thats humiliating in some senses and very uncomfortable i think. the same is about empathy, maybe women are more "emotional" than most men,but they at least have a heart,to help someone,to put yourself in someone elses situation (not all women idk,it depends on personality). and not to be seen as man hater - most fathers are telling to their sons after they example: fall on the ground and little son start crying cause it hurts him,father would say like "real men doesnt cry" i hate it. everyone can show their emotions,not matter if its a boy,a girl,adult,or old person. everyone should show it,cause in 20 years after hearing things like "dont cry,are you a p***y?" they became hard to show emotions to someone,even to be ashamed of them. and about feminism also: men like to manipulate women,and have fun with them,but tell me why? i know that manipulators cant love theirselfs,and nobody else,but its just..really sick and hurting..same thing about sexualising women from men who are 40+ (but it can be every age) i have seen many catcalling situations on tik tok and im honestly disgusted,cause how dare you say it to a teenager or just to any woman?! do you think that "compliment" like "nice ti*s" or "nice ass" is something cool that someone can hear? i had situations like this in my life too,guy smirking at me,and i was already disgusted by him. thats why sometimes i dont understand the second gender. ofcourse anything can work on two sides,woman can got sexualized like men too,so read whole post before judging and typing mean stuff.

[eclecticrecap]

The Boots...

So, I will introduce a brand new character to this or rather, characters. So there's this one store called Charlotte Russe, and well, they mostly sell stuff for fem expressing people, for lack of a better term, but they had an intriguing set up of things, so arguably, I found pleasure in searching for cargo pants, warm pants, currently have these really tight pants to this day that are from this exact place, I had spotten many an intriguing sight, I wanted to take everything, unfortunately for this first trip to this place I had to pick up warm clothing and find myself some better footwear than weird gladiator sandles that literally fell apart back in 2022. I found these boots that I decided to obtain, one pair tan, one pair black leather. Well both were more like pleather (sounds like saying pleasure with a lisp- I feel like a weirdo for that) But these would be very useful, I arguably wanted to see if I could save up for docs but honestly maybe I shouldn't. If I remember correctly, I had fallen in love with these two flannel jackets, and to which were very gender, with this one turtle neck top that I later went back for. However, this was when I was surrounded by an online culture of essentially just seeing people paint on stuff and I thought that oil paints were of the highest power total sigma male shit or whatever the incel cis boys around my age say- nonetheless I wished to assert dominance as a former fem non-binary person with the most paint-able shoes. So I took a trip up to Michaels, now did I see Michael? Well, when I asked the otter up at the front with his oversized circular glasses he told me in a rather anticipatory manner and looked away from my impulsive eyecontact that I cannot control, he said "Michael hasn't been here in a long time." I think he was lying, but I saw his terror so I decided to ignore Michaels screaming under the floorboards. There's probably a reason. Picked up my oil paints, and then went on to pain on one of the pairs of boots, which of course I knew nothing about oil paints because everything I do creatively is just me thinking I should do something and knowing nothing about how to do something. However, I had an idea, and... I wouldn't finish these boots until we finally drove up to the country-side home. Finally I wouldn't be bemoaned by the horrors of grannys and nor would Milo and Miss Chrissy have to worry about the elderly cat there too. Oh I forgot to mention, my granny literally saw Chrissy run into the garage (It was closed) and instead of waiting for her to just walk back inside she turned the light off to get her to "come out faster" and then locked her in the garage??????? I don't even know why like I said she is out of her gourd sometimes.

[rebeccadumaurier]

thoughts on bungou stray dogs season 5

woo, that was a fun binge-watch! ok, my (not spoiler free) thoughts:

this was a good season, really really good. i'm really impressed by asagiri's ability to keep us guessing and to play off old story patterns while also developing new ones—characterization's very consistent but also keeps developing in fresh and interesting directions. pacing's less wack than s3 (where fyodor appeared in like 3 episodes), the plot develops at a solid pace, the themes are really interesting

this was the gayest season i have seen so far and i've been letting this stupid show queerbait me for 6 years now, so that's saying something. fukichi and fukuzawa simultaneously have the energy of messily divorced exes, pining repressed best friends, and happily married couple all at once. if i was mori i'd be jealous (but it's mori so he's not, though i do appreciate mori/fukuzawa as a foil to fukichi/fukuzawa).

i'm not really the biggest fan of raising the stakes continuously overall, like i really don't think media needs to go like season 1. save my friend season 2. save my home season 3. save the world or some shit, it's fine to have similar magnitude of stakes throughout. but it's cool that asagiri's got the ambition to tackle some lofty questions—in particular i think nikolai's own struggle to determine his free will compared to fukichi's desire to strip free will from humanity in exchange for world peace is interesting.

i have never been particularly taken by fyodor, or fyodor's relationship with dazai, or fyodor's relationship with nikolai. but this season has finally caused me to cave and admit he's great. he's hilarious, he's a great foil to dazai (their weird 4D chess frenemyship is excellent, i understand why people ship them now), his dialogue is top tier and i fucking lost it when he faked having a split personality to the character with split hair because he (rightly) figured sigma would fall for it. like yes DRAG HIM

speaking of split haired characters, i miss Q, who had a lot of potential to add some more chaos to the mix and who i generally want to see more of (his fucked up gender energy and his being a lovehatechild of dazai and chuuya is so entertaining)

i'm...actually a bit disappointed that dazai did not actually let chuuya die, although i do like the direction asagiri took—in "double black," we saw chuuya place his trust in dazai, and it paid off. this time around, dazai placed his trust in chuuya—literally let him put a loaded gun to his head!!—and it paid off (and also chuuya got his revenge for dazai taking too long to nullify corruption last time, you know he had fun with those extra bullets).

i really enjoy that asagiri shows time and time again just how much these two trust each other, but at the same time, i think their relationship could actually be stress tested more—like, i genuinely wanted to see dazai placed into a real "pick chuuya or the ADA" situation! i want to see dazai and chuuya actually on opposite sides, not in truces or working together or whatnot, and i suspect that this will happen in the show's last arc—it's eventually going to circle back to ADA vs. PM, just like the beginning. TL:DR; i'm an insane dazai/chuuya shipper and the chokehold they have on me is so humiliating that i just don't talk about it 99% of the time. if i loved you less i would be able to talk about it more.

although i did 100% call him being OK with killing chuuya as BS, because there is no goddamn way dazai's last words to chuuya would ever be as mild and cliche as "we didn't really get along, but sometimes we understood each other." that man has been practicing dramatic monologues in his head daily for the last seven years. when he does deliver that monologue it's going to fucking SERVE

speaking of being taken in by fyodor: fine fine I GET THE DAZAI/CHUUYA X FYODOR/NIKOLAI PARALLELS NOW OKAY. not that i denied them before but we were really getting bashed over the head with it in the prison break episodes. being queerbaited by this show is better than a lot of actual media gay couples but it still hurts like a bitch.

i continue to want to wring atsushi's neck lol. akutagawa has never really been my fave or anything, but his character development is clearly progressing much faster (and i really really respect it) and our narrator still can't fucking form an opinion without one of his friends to guide him!! kyouka and lucy please ditch him and date each other instead. the lack of kyouka in this season was CRIMINAL.

i kind of ship kenji and tetchou now...i know the show is pushing tetchou and jouno but jouno is just so fucking MEAN and tetchou deserves someone who doesn't judge him for his quirks okay :(

tachihara biggest glow up of any character since the beginning of this show. the character development i didnt know i wanted

this season did a lot more work to humanize the hunting dogs (esp. the non-tachihara ones) and i enjoyed that a lot. teruko's role in the finale, killing the man she loved most because fukuzawa couldn't, absolutely murdered me. i think it's such a good step in her character arc as she has to figure out who she wants to be without him. also i appreciate that she's a badass female character who isn't a weirdly sexualized girlboss and is also a weirdo

aya and bram is truly one of the most bizarre pairs in this show and there are a lot of bizarre pairs, so that's saying something. i legitimately feel like asagiri picked some names out of a hat or spun a wheel for this or something. but i am excited for bram to figure out what he wants after spending forever being enslaved to others, and hope that this involves listening to the radio all day with a 10-year-old girl. the way children are portrayed in BSD as these incredibly vulnerable and impressionable people worthy of love and protection sincerely fucks me up so bad

loose ends: where is the help me note from? i assumed dazai wrote it, but i doubt it, and i also doubt he just left sigma to die. we still don't know what fyodor's ability is, which makes me nervous, since he is ALLEGEDLY dead. i wonder if it's nikolai's (frankly he does legitimately seem like the type to have split personality issues). i'm worried the antidote isn't an actual antidote, and we obviously haven't seen the end of nikolai. there's an actually comical amount of power in bram's hands now. mori's been fairly quiet this season, and there's no way he didn't plan a way for himself to benefit from the carnage. that man is a vulture, he exploits starving orphans off the street! and he sent in chuuya to save the ADA's ass twice and let akutagawa disappear for 2+ weeks! this man was just negotiating to have yosano join the mafia, you can't tell me he didn't get something for himself out of this.

honestly i kind of just want this shit with the hunting dogs and the decay of angels to end and to stop worrying about world domination so we can go back to the ADA battling yokohama's villain of the week, like man the tension has just been building nonstop. give the ADA a coffee break. 😭😭

ranpo fans are truly getting their time lately huh. we are winninggggg

[ranpoismyblorbo]

CHAPTER 97 BSD MANGA SPOILERS

Aight so I was talking with a friend about how the whole escape thing is gone play out and she said that most likely both Fyodor and Dazai will miraculously survive and I was just like "yes but WHAT IF THE COST IS SIGMA'S LIFE HUH-" and she literally asked wHaT aRe yOu suGgEStiNg" and so I started aggressively theorising and the "say aye" post was a trap cuz imma tag y'all in this now (btw im just copy pasting from whatsapp rn so yea)

We haven't seen too many major deaths yet (except ofc yk but like....not MANY ) And there is a full possibility someone else will also die and the impact of Sigma's death would be pretty big psychologically for the ADA specifically Atsushi me thinks (because he couldn't save him not once but twice😀)

And also if Dazai ends up using Sigma's life in some way it would cause a pretty huge rift I think between him and Atsushi and possibly the rest of the ADA like they will still listen to his plans because yeah but they will also be distant and that would most definitely affect Dazai more than he would show and I feel like if he lost his friends in the ADA because of any reason specially if it's his own doing then he would slowly but surely start regressing to a pre development aka Port Mafia Dazai-ish state and just yeah that would be bad

Plus if Fyodor PLANNED to have Sigma die at that particular time his plans would already be in disarray but the death wouldn't affect them as bad but if he assumed Nikolai would have survived and saved Sigma then he had a job for both of them and Sigma's loss will definitely make him need to reroute (although I fully believe he has like AT LEAST 15 contingency plans incase a team member dies but still) and if Dazai figures out which one it is, if it's the latter I fully believe he can and he will use Sigma to get out and sacrifice him in the process (I mean I love the guy but he's highkey evil when it comes down to high stakes stuff)

ALSO, his (Sigma's) ability is an important one for an organisation that makes all its plans and executes them on the basis of the information it gets because Fukuchi might be the head but we all know that Fyodor is the one actually making the plans yes?? And Fyodor is a literal genius but even he needs the information required before making any plans. So yeah if Fyodor DIDN'T plan for him to actually die and Dazai figures it out Sigma is highkey a dead man walking.

And just yeah while his active contribution to the plot right now isn't that much, him dying during the escape which leads to the other two surviving it would make his part much greater overall plus it would deal psychological damage to the characters (and possibly general working damage to Fyodor) plus it would be a bittersweet thing about him never having truly existed and stuff as well because I can definitely see Asagiri pulling that card on us just so we sob some more😀😭

Anyways so yea that's that it's just a theory though so👀👀

Anyways for the tags now: @glittercrashhh @boombboi @akuutaguava @panic-at-the-gender @fyo-door @chuuy-a @saintsprotecttheghoul @sword-dad-fukuzawa @yukiko-otaku @flower-of-darkness @galacticfairytheweeb @dusted-star @lillybet-the-overlord @ficharsimp @thebgcharacter

And ofc honourable mentions to the one who led to all of this with the initial convo: @fruitpunchsamurai16

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Hello!

I really liked your first work, I can’t wait to read more of your writings! :)

Could I request headcannons (or anything you’d want) with Fyodor and a s/o that has a hard time understanding and accepting the outcome of his plans? Like they care about him, but they’re also extremely unsure about his goals and his vision of what the world should become.

It’s fine if you don’t like it! Have a lovely day!

oh my god YES i love this idea so much but i apologize if how i portrayed it is absolutely terrible and THANK YOU FOR THE FIRST PART

idk what to call the reader so fyodor x unsure!reader headcannons

gender neutral reader btw

when you first give any notion to being unsure about what his motives are he’s very confused

let’s not forget this man’s god complex

he literally believes he is god and how dare you doubt your god

and yeah, sure, he’s aware that is ideas of “a perfect world” aren’t the most morally correct things to ever exist

but even so it’s confuses him that he’s being questioned

“i was planning on having you be the god/goddess of my world, but a god/goddess must agree with the worlds terms.” is something you may hear in a conversation involving it

he is aware that despite the fact he’s trying to destroy yokohama a lot of your friends are there so he understands that portion (sorta)

when the two of you first met he could tell you weren’t a fan of violence, so when you started dating he tried to keep his role and job in general at the decay of angels a secret

but one time after a mission where he fucked up he came home all bloodied with some of his clothes tattered

he didn’t expect you to be up when he came in

so he had to tell you what he actually does for a living

it toke you a bit of time to process that your boyfriends kinda a psycho, but once you did a lot of things started to make sense to you and you got used to it

sure that didn’t mean you liked hearing in great detail about his day but whatever

if he needs your input on something he will ask you but kinda sugar coat it in a sense but he does a terrible job at it

“so, [name], do you think for our plan we should go with A or B? the only downside of A is possible casualties and killing almost everyone in the building but we might go with that.”

“…fyodor what. why are you asking me this.”

“because nikolai isn’t rational.”

“and what about sigma?”

“he isn’t coming with so he doesn’t get a say.”

at the end of the day he knows you love him and that he loves you for as long as you two may live

and overall his love or respect for you didn’t decrease when you said you didn’t understand his wants morally, nor would it ever

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i feel like this came out terribly and i’m sorry for that but i do really like that prompt and thank you for requesting!!!

[yurislotusgarden]

Heya Yuri! How are you doing? For the Christmas fluff prompts, can I please request number 10 with Sigma and a gender neutral reader? I can imagine Cotton being really freaked out by seeing snow for the first time so darling reader decides to... absolutely capitalize on this and pelt him with snowballs until he's giggling and shivering from the cold LOL-

Bonus: You know how Sigma wears lots of layers? (Like damn, a long coat, a dress-shirt + tie, and a whole-ass turtleneck XD). Reader 100% dropped snow down Sigma's turtleneck just to see him jump and scream, just saying, it's a canon event XD.

ʚїɞ Throwing snow under clothes is such a dirty move. I love it

ʚїɞ Sigma x Gn!Reader

ʚїɞ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!

ʚїɞ word count: 841

ʚїɞ The event

ʚїɞ Tw’s: None! Just pure fluff, is not specified

ʚїɞ This is placed in his first year of damn existing, reader is a friend, the casino is above the clouds so there shouldn't be any snow even see up there but let's say that for this the casino was floating lower (?)

ʚїɞ Hey anon! I'm doing great, thank you very much for asking. Hope your day is going/will go well depending on when you read this :D

A person could be seen looking over at the bi-color-haired man as he let out a small scream, breaking the comfortable silence hanging over them in the man's office.

“Did something ha-”

“What is that?!”

You let out a confused hum at seeing Sigma pointing at something out the window.

“There's nothing to scream about?” You spoke confused. The only thing that can be seen outside besides the usual view is-

“What's that white thing?”

“‘White thing’? You mean the snow?”

“That’s snow?!”

Oh

Somehow, it never crossed your mind that Sigma has probably never seen snow before. 

“Yes, that's snow, cotton.”

“Stop calling me that!”

“Never.”

With a teasing smile after the small usual banter, you got an idea that you were sure Sigma would agree to…

“Wanna go out and feel the snow?”

“Are you crazy?”

…One way or another.

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“WHY IS IT SO COLD?!”

A laugh could be heard nearby. You just stared and didn't dare to say anything but encourage the bi-colored-haired man as he reached out to touch the snow-covered rocks. It's always way more fun to see him acting like the complete opposite of what people know as the owner of the casino, you would even say that it's kind of a privilege to see that side of him being shown so easily around you.

“Don't laugh! Why did you tell me to touch it?!”

“I didn't tell you to do anything, I only lightly encouraged you.”

“You're the reason why I'm even outside!”

“Your point?”

Sigma could only sigh before getting lost in thought. Why did you even want to go out? It was so damn cold, everywhere he looked he could see mostly white, the fact that the two of you went to a place with no people was the only thing he was grateful for. He should try to get an answer someway soon-

“WHA THE-”

Sigma got forcefully snapped out of his thoughts upon feeling something softly, his mind supplied hitting his back *twice* if he counted the time that he got hit when turning around, just to see you with something in your hand. 

Wait is that-

He had no time to think when he tried to dodge yet another snowball that, he now realized, was being thrown by you.

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Sigma had to literally hide behind anything in the vicinity soon enough as he realized that fighting back with his own snowballs was useless when you had a literal army of them and he was also slow at making them. 

He had no idea when and how did you even made all of them. Was he out of it for so long or were you someone that makes snowballs really fast? He had no idea nor time to wonder as you moved closer to him again and he had to run, Sigma was already covered in snow from all the hits he took. He really should stop laughing to himself and making it easier to find him again and again, shouldn't he?

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White.

That was one word to describe the bi-colored-haired man when looking at him. Sigma was covered in snow, now trying to shake it off with a small grin as he couldn’t stop smiling after all the laughing for the past 20 or so minutes, as you finally stopped attacking him with a million snowballs, he swore it felt personal for some reason but even though you stopped, he still decided to keep an eye on you.

At the moment, you seemed to be just having a little bit of fun while waiting for him by scooping up snow and letting it fall back to the ground. He deemed it safe enough to look away for now since you seemed to be occupied with your own thing and not planning anything.

Little did he know that it was a grave mistake.

Should he try getting back at you? But how would he do it when he would obviously lose in another snowball fight? Maybe he should try and beat you in making the thing called ‘a snowman’, if he remembers the name correctly, but wouldn't you be better at it due to experience? What if he-

Due to his racing thoughts, Sigma failed to notice that you were getting closer and closer to him.

His train of thought was broken upon feeling something incredibly cold sliding down his back, worse, he realized in a second that it was under his goddamn clothes.

You wished you had recorded the situation as the shriek that the casino owner let out before trying to get the snow out from under his clothes was something you wished to show to Nikolai. Another thing to tease Sigma over was going onto the list.

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“I am never going out with you into the snow again.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean why?!”

“I mean why, like why don't want to?”

“You're unbelievable.”

“I'm trying, thank you.”

Looking at the fact that Sigma didn't seem too mad about it, you decided you are definitely doing it again.

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im a bit late but Akane for the character asks? :0

Thank yooou, she is such a character ever oh my gosh

favorite thing about them: There's SO much to her, god I love the nuance I love the kind of character that she is of like a smartass weird girl seer archetype with a sprinkle of girlboss my absolute beloved LMAO On a serious note her whole vibe in 999 (once you know what's really happening at least) just hits me, she's going through so much just to be able to live, and like it takes strength to stand up for your younger self like that and see so clearly that it wasn't a personal failing that landed you on that situation, like she could easily think she was the dumb one to go back for the doll (and people certainly make that point often) and let that weight so much on her conscience that she'd be too paralyzed to even create the possibility for herself to survive, but she didn't, because that's simply not the kind of person that she is, and I think that's cool

least favorite thing about them: Her issue is that she's that person who thinks they're the main character in life except, like, she's right about it and she knows that too akjsksjs The hypocritical moral self-righteousness that she displays after 999 kind of irks me despite being a cool ass character direction, but I honestly wouldn't have her any other way

favorite line: "Now, who am [I]? I am [I], the 9th letter of the alphabet. But I am also [Zero]. ...No, that's not true. I'm not really Zero. Not yet. Perhaps you could say I am...[less than Zero]. Zero is my future. In 9 years... I will be [Zero]." Tough pick but this one just makes my brain go brr with every turn of phrase

brOTP: Aside from her literal brother, I like to imagine her getting along with Light decently well I wish they had a talk I wonder how many paragraphs long it'd be lmao and... that's about it she doesn't make many friends going forward aksjaks Aside from Carlos like a little bit I guess?

OTP: Junepeeei, they're so messyyy I love it kahsks there's so much devotion while at the same time so much distance between them like, it's just refreshing to have so many layers of both healthy and unhealthy patterns to their affections for each other instead of a clean straightforward romance, it's a lot to analyze and pick apart and boi if that's not what I love doing with stories lol

nOTP: Aside from the obvious, uh her and Sigma I guess? I hardly see anything for it but I just don't like him to begin with lol

random headcanon: non-binary beam go brr, like, she/her pronouns but she's really whatever when it comes to gender, helps that people unknowingly refer to her with he/him pronouns throughout both 999 and VLR and sure it's because she's playing a part but I think it's fun that she really just doesn't mind at all. Only way of expressing herself were elaborate ruses during death games instead of theater or cosplay or whatever helps people play around with gender, okay? It happens lmao

unpopular opinion: I imagine everything she does after the 999 isn't coming from a place of selflessness as much as it's coming from a sense of needing to be as in the know and in control of a bad situation as possible, even if it's like the literal apocalypse, but she's doing it mainly to feel like a good person and martyr even if she herself wouldn't admit it God I wouldn't be so hard on her if ztd wasn't so bad and retroactively made so much of vlr's plot into absolute nonsense

song i associate with them: Oh BOY! My most Akane core bops would be Wicked (which I already impulsively made a gif of her in the style of the mv lol) I love the funerary vibe and the story being told and I love the "This is the part where the real work starts" so much in this context. I'd Rather Burn is another one aside from obvious reasons, it has bits that are like you go girl! Get your vengeance lmao And finally the last one I have is Temporal Shenanigans do not mind where this one is technically from just listen to it and see how all around perfect it is for Akane because I have no words it just works insanely well

favorite picture of them: Tie between every picture of baby her that isn't sad and that one promo art where she's looking over at Junpei and Aoi nearly throwing hands and probably thinking oh no my idiots are fighting. But anyway *Arrives fashionably late to own death game*

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Episode 01 - Mystery Pt. 1 of 4 Kisaragi Gakuen - Morning

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< Narrator >       Atsuki is dreaming.

< Atsuki >    As countless images arbitrarily flood my mind,     I realized I had been crying    and screaming out.

   I was screaming and crying    from the depths of my soul.    Shouting, in remorse, sadness    and sudden bursts of anger.    I saw my younger self,    sitting on top lush green grass,    staring at my mother’s face.    My mother, who was both kind and beautiful,    was hit by a drunk truck driver.    Resulting in her trajic death.    I can recall the sad eyes of my father,    who died two years later.    On his deathbed, he wore a weak smile    and told me that the world is filled    with sadess and sorrow.    Watching these images of my parents,    I understood how much I must have    loved the two of them.    There was no reason, not a single one,    for them to die.    I remember my little sister,     who always wore a beaming smile on her face.    She was a girl with the most beautiful smile,    intelligent and cheerful.

   That little sister, was reduced to     a pitiful corpse that laid on the floor    of our pitch black room.

   The floor had turned into a literal    sea of blood, nothing of what    was originally there was left.

   During our sleep, these strange-looking things    had suddenly appeared, attacked us and    then literally devoured my sister.

   I let out a scream.    A battle cry, in order to burn everything    in front of me down to the ground.

   Against those hateful strange-looking things,    against God, against everything.    I’ll definitely make them pay.    Pay for the price of this curse.

< Narrator >     Atsuki jumped out of bed.

< Atsuki >    I felt a lump, tasting like metal,    tightening deep inside my chest.    Filling my mouth with a bitter aftertaste.

   Cold sweats sticks to my body,    it almost feels like I’m covered in blood.

   It has been a long time    since the last time I’ve seen a dream.    I can’t remember dreaming a single time    after joining FORT.

< Narrator >      Unconsciously, Atsuki touches his left arm.

   Atsuki himself also had half of his face    and his left arm devoured and ended up    losing consiousness in a pool of blood

< Atsuki >    I couldn’t do a thing.    During the moments those I loved were so brutally killed,    I could only tremble in fear    and wasn’t even able to lift a single finger.

FORT - {Call}

< Nora >    Good morning, did you sleep well?

   Well then, I’ll start the briefing    without further ado.

   About the Target. Other than the fact that they have a love for art,    we know nothing about them, be it their nationality, age or gender.

   All we know at FORT is that    the target is likely to be in Kisaragi City.   

   We know this because of that incident    in Shanghai that was caused by a Silent Infectee.

   In just three months that man managed to     infect 10.000 people in Shanghai with Silent.

   This caused thousands of crimes and mass suicides    to happen on a daily basis.

   However, when we finally identified the man and looked into him,    it turned out that he was not the Original Infectee.

   This means he too, was infected with Silent    by someone else.

   Next, when we looked into the infection route,    Kisaragi City caught our eye.

   By which I mean to say that the man from Shanghai,    was infected in Kisaragi City.

   Atsuki, your mission for the time being,    is to identify those who appear to be infected with Silent.

   It appears that a Silent Infectee might    be involved in the incident from last night.

   It might be worth looking into who they     were trying to get in contact with.

   The E-mail they sent was sent to the school    you’ll be attending from today, right? Atsuki.

   Truly a nice opportunity.    Could you try and look into that for me?

   I'll make sure to contact you if I find    anything new on my side as well.

   Aah, and also, about that curious girl from last night…    We're currently looking into her.

   it's uncanny how she knew you have powers.

   Atsuki, if you find out anything with Sigma,    make sure to contact me.

New Information Has Been Added To FORT: >Click Here<

(New) Locations Available: Kisaragi Gakuen - Courtyard

Courtyard

< ??? >      “Good morning, Matsumura-sensei”

< ???(Aoi) >    “Yes, good morning”

< Narrator >      A petite, female teacher stood in front of the school gate.

   She’s checking all the students    coming to school, one by one.    Her expression looks honest    as she makes sure to look at them properly    while she greets them.

   Suddenly her gaze stops    on a pair of students.

< ???(Aoi) >    “Hold it right there, you two”

< Narrator >      She turns and calls out to the two,    a boy and a girl, who are happily    holding hands together.

   The soft and romantic atmosphere    that was between them    up until that moment,    shatters in an instant.  

< ???(Aoi) >   “It’s not proper conduct    to be holding hands first thing in the morning!”

< ??? >     “W-We’re sorry!”

< Narrator >    The two students quickly let go of each other    and ran into the school building.

< ???(Aoi) >    Wait, I haven’t seen you before, have I?

Choose: [I’ve just transferred here today] [*Sigh* Is that so?]

[I’ve just transferred here today]

< ???(Aoi) >     Ara, that’s right.    It’s very nice to meet you.

   Ahem, well then, let me start over.

   My name is Matsumura Aoi,    I’m the Japanese language teacher here.

   Pleased to make your acquaintance.

< Narrator >     As she looks at Atsuki,    Matsumura-sensei’s cheeks suddenly turned red.    Whether she realized this or not,    she began to talk in a fluster.

< Aoi >    U-Um...

   However, I suppose transferring during this time of the year    must be quite hard for you.

< ??? >    “Good morning, Matsumura-sensei”

< Aoi >    Good morning.

   Ah, that’s right.

   If I’m not mistaken, your homeroom teacher Yamato-sensei,    has the day off today...

   So if there’s anything you need,    don’t hold back and come see me, alright?

   Well then, I hope you’ll enjoy your time here.

[*Sigh* Is that so?]

< ???(Aoi) >    Ara?    Was I mistaken?

   But, I’m sure I heard that Yamato-sensei    would be receiving a transfer student in his class today.

   This isn’t you?

< Atsuki >    ... No, that’s me.

< ???(Aoi) >    So it IS you.    My name is Matsumura Aoi, I’m the Japanese language teacher here.   

   Pleased to make your acquaintance.

< Narrator >    As she looks at Atsuki,    Matsumura-sensei’s cheeks suddenly turned red.    Whether she realized this or not,    she began to talk in a fluster.

< Aoi >    U-Um...   However, I suppose transferring during this time of the year    must be quite hard for you.

< ??? >    “Good morning, Matsumura-sensei”

< Aoi >    Good morning.    Ah, that’s right.   

   If I’m not mistaken, your homeroom teacher Yamato-sensei,    has the day off today...   

   So if there’s anything you need,    don’t hold back and come see me, alright?   

   Well then, I hope you’ll enjoy your time here.

New Information Has Been Added To FORT: >Click Here<

(New) Locations Available: Kisaragi Gakuen - Computer Lab Kisaragi Gakuen - Art Room

Computer Lab

< Narrator >    There’s just a single male student    in the Computer Lab this early in the morning.

   Said student is sitting at one of the computers,    working rapidly with expert movement.

< ???(Shinji) >    “Alright, done”

< Narrator >    It seems he finished    transfering his data to a portable terminal.

   The student gets up from his seat    and trots over to the exit.    He notices Atsuki,    who is standing in front of the door.

< ???(Shinji) >    Oh hi! Are you also studying this morning? 

   Hmmm, I don’t think I’ve seen you around before,    are you a transfer student?

   Well, not that it really matter, does it?

   I mean, this is the first time the both of us have met,    so there’s really no point in talking about stuff like that.

   I'm in a bit of a hurry anyway, so be seeing you!

< Atsuki >    Those people from last night    sent an E-mail adressed to    someone in this school.    Who would they be sending it to?

   Is there someone in this school,    who is also infected with Silent    like them?

   If there IS an infectee in school,    we’d be talking about    a Silent with considerable power.

   Which can only mean     that the Original    is a very powerful one.

< Narrator >     Atsuki takes a look inside the PC    to see if there are any relatively new Residual Shinen.

   If their companion    received and read their E-mail,    there should be Residual Shinen left.

Invoke Sigma & Obtain: [Suicide Location]

[Suicide Location] A Shinen that was found in the Computer Lab. It’s a small Shinen that appeared when emotions lacking in any large Shinen were stirred.

< Atsuki >    The Residual Shinen    belonged to the young man    who was just here.

   From the contents of the Shinen,    I can tell that he saw    the E-mail in question.

   However, he has nothing to do    with the people from last night’s incident.

   He came to school early    and probably found the E-mail by accident.

   Then he wrote down the adress    and went home.

   Judging by the contents    of his Shinen Trace,    it's clear he's going to    investigate on his own.

< Narrator >     When Atsuki tried to examine the computer    he discovered that the E-mail and its data    had been deleted.

   It was probably done by the student from just now.

Art Room

< Narrator >    Inside the classroom is    a single female student who’s been    working on a painting all morning.

   There’s no one there aside from her.    The silence is only filled    with the sound of brushstrokes    as she is completely focused on    the canvas in front of her.

   She then hold the brush in front of her    and starts inspects the whole composition.

   That’s when she finally    seems to notice that    Atsuki had entered the room. 

< ???(Yayoi) >    ... Good morning.

   Did you also arrive early    to work on your painting?

   ... wait, hm?    I don’t think I’ve seen you before, have I?

   This is our first time meeting, isn’t it...?

   Ah, I see now. You must be the transfer student, right?

   Our teacher said that    we’d be getting a new student from today.

   My name is Kamishiro Yayoi, it's a pleasure to meet you.    If I'm not mistaken, we're in the same class.

< Narrator >    Atsuki also introduced himself briefly.    Then asked her about her reason    for arriving early to paint.

< Yayoi >    I came in early, because I was hoping that    Arthur-sensei would be back by now.

   Arthur Mays. He’s a world-renowned painter    known for his contemporary art.

   Such a famous person, is teaching us    as a temporary teacher.

   Don’t you think it’s a wonderful opportunity?

   However is seems he hasn’t been feeling well    as of late, so he doesn’t come in often......

< Narrator >    Atsuki couldn’t help but notice    the painting in the corner.

   Because although it’s faint,     he definitely felt the presence    of a black, distorted Shinen.

Invoke Sigma & Obtain: [Fading Colors] [He Seems Kind]

[Fading Colors] A Shinen that’s stuck to a painting leaning against a corner of the room. It’s a small one, but there’s something abnormally dark and distorted about it slipping in and out of view.

[He Seems Kind] The first impression Yayoi had of Atsuki. She feels that  he must be a gentle person.

Fusion

Obtain: [People Change]

<Yayoi >    Ah, that’s right!    I’m the one on duty today...

   I’ll be going on ahead to the classroom.    Well then, I’ll see you in a while!

< Atsuki >    The Residual Shinen that was    attached to that painting, was    full of despair and deep sorrow

   The same as the Shinen    from the man that I met    at Crimson Hill last night

   Which probably means    that the man from last night    was Arthur, the painter.

   And since I can sense    the presence of Silent from him,    he’s the most similar to    our Target.

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FORT - {Call}

< Nora >    Have you found any information    that might help us find the E-mail’s recipient?

   What do you think of that boy    who was at the computer this morning?

< Narrator >    Atsuki answered that judging from    the boy’s Residual Shinen, he’s not    involved with the incident from last night

   Then reports that he's certain     the boy has seen the mail    in question, because it had    already been deleted.

< Nora >    I see, then let’s follow    these two routes.

   If that boy is not the recipient, then there must    be someone in that school who IS involved.

   So the first route is to investigate and find them

   The other route is to follow that boy    and take a look into his mind.

   We need to know the details    of what he saw of the mail’s contents.

   Alright then, Atsuki.    Move according to those two paths.

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Classroom

< Aoi >    Good morning, everyone.

< Narrator >    Aoi said as she took a look    around the classroom.

< Aoi >    Ara, it looks like Naruse-kun    is absent today.

   Alright then class representatives,    please make sure to take notes

   for those who aren’t here today     and show them to them later, okay?

< ???(Mika) >    Sensei~, I’m sorry    for being late!

< Aoi >    Ara, Nozaki-san,    you were absent as well?

< ???(Rui) >    Sensei, it looks like    Ryou is also running late!

< Aoi >    Eh?! Ara, ara,    he is? I’m so sorry!

   So Unami-san wasn’t present either.

< Narrator >    With her cheeks turned red,    Aoi looked a bit embarrassed as she said so.

   In that moment, Aoi gaze fell    on Atsuki.

< Aoi >    You just transferred and I’ve already made    a fool of myself... I need to be more careful......

   It might be a bit weird to ask you    this right after just now,

   but what do you think of this school    so far, Saijou-kun?

Choose: [I like it] [I don’t really know yet]

[I like it]

< Aoi >    Is that so? Thank goodness.

   It might be difficult at first,    but I hope we can get along.

   The people in this class are all very nice,    so I’m sure they’ll lend a hand if you need it.

  Well then,   let’s start today’s class!

  Saijou-kun, do you have a textbook?   Ah, looks like you do.

  Then, please open page 276   of your textbooks.

[I don’t really know yet]

< Aoi >    I can understand that...    I mean it IS still your first day after transferring.

   But, the people in this class are all    very nice.

   So if if you run into any trouble,    I’m sure they’ll be happy to lend you a hand.

   Well then,    let’s start today’s class!

   Saijou-kun, do you have a textbook?    Ah, looks like you do.

   Then, please open page 276    of your textbooks.

< Aoi >    Since this is your first day,    I’ll explain it again briefly for you later Saijou-kun.

   This work is called “Collection of Young Herbs”    written by “Shimazaki Touson“.

   It uses the seven-and-five syllable meter rhythm

   and is said to be an examplary poem    anthology by the Japanese Romatic School.

   Since last week, we’ve been working    on a particular poem of the anthology.

   It’s an especially famous one even among     their whole collection, called: “First Love.

   I’m sure you’ve also heard of it    before, haven’t you Saijou-kun?

   It starts like this: “You had swept    back your bangs for the first time~”

   Does that ring a bell?

   Perhaps the next poem    will come to mind more naturally?

   Touson overlaps the seasonal springtime    with the springtime of life

   and composes poems of the sorrows youth...

< ???(Mika) >    Looks like this explaination    is going to take a while. Again...

   Well then, I guess, everyone’s just    going to do homework like usual then.

< ???(Rui) >    Yup.

< Aoi >    And so..., this wonderfull    way of projecting love is.......

~ 45 Minutes Later ~

< Aoi >    Well then, we’re at a nice place to stop,    so let’s end here for today.

   Saijou-kun, if you have any questions    about today’s lesson,

   you can come to me at any time,    I’ll be in the staff room.

   Alright class, next time we'll start working    on "Rashomon",

   so please make sure to come prepared.

< ???(Mika) >    So you’re the new transfer student.    I’m Nozaki Mika! It’s nice to meet you!

   Aoi-sensei’s lesson wasn’t too intense    for you, was it?

   She’s takes her job seriously and makes    sure to to teach us well,

   but she has a tendency to go off on a tangent.

   Especially when words like “Love” are involved.    She’s already explained that part multiple times.

   Alas, since we’re doing love poems this week,    it looks like things will continue like this for a while *sigh*

   I’m sure she’ll start the next class    with the exact same explanation.

   But I guess stuff like this doesn’t happen too often,    so class will be back to normal before you know it.

   Well, see you!

< Aoi >    So how was your first class?    It wasn’t too tiring?

   It must be different from your previous school,    so you might feel a bit bewildered at first,

   but it’s alright to take it slow    and get used to things bit by bit.

   Oh right, now that I think about it,    I almost forgot!

   Please hold on a moment!

< Narrator >    Aoi said as she turned around to    Yamase Rui who was in the back of the classroom.

< Aoi >    “Yamase-san, do you have a moment?”

< ???(Rui) >    “Oh yeah, sure!”

< Rui >    What is it, Sensei?!

   Hm? Oh?    You’re the new transfer student, Saijou-kun, right?

   So, what do you need me for, Sensei?

< Aoi >    I would like you to show him around the school    during lunchtime.

< Rui >    Hmmm, I don’t mind I guess.    So, what do you wanna see?

< Aoi >    ...um, Yamase-san. I didn’t mean like that,    I meant show him as much as possible...

< Rui >    Sure, I got ya, Sensei!

   Since you help me out with homework,    and take good care of me and stuff, I’ll do it.

   Alright, let’s go!

< Narrator >    With that, Yamase Rui    takes a hold of Atsuki’s arm    and starts walking.

   This kind of behaviour    might be natural for Rui,    but seeing her link arms    as if she was holding    her boyfriend’s arm,    Aoi’s face turned red unconsciously.

   Then, she started feeling    just a little bit uneasy about    asking Yamase Rui.

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✨ muse interview.

✨ TAGGED BY: i stole it.....! ✨ TAGGING: @cailicah @deadmenanddemons @antibuttons @lastlycoris @motherwitch @bountyman @flamefell + uh just steal it ya dig.

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NAME? ❝Hi, I'm Virote Srisati! You can also call me Dumb Asshole That Won't Leave Kinokuniya, This Dipshit Has Been Staring At The Cardcaptor Sakura Display For Twenty Minutes, Just What Is He Doing. Someone Come Collect This Little Bastard Man.❞

ARE YOU SINGLE? ❝I'm something! I am definitely... Something. I'm married to my work. I will always be married to my work. What's a man? What's a man. Is that something you can eat?❞

ARE YOU HAPPY? ❝Once again, I'm something! I'm not happy, but I'm not unhappy. I'm here. I'm content. Like, lukewarm. Like, you know. You leave your pasta in the pot to cool down and then it feels like something wiggly and room temperature. Like that. You feel me? You don't feel me, do you?❞

ARE YOU ANGRY? ❝I'm out here trying to destroy everyone over 5'3", so—!❞

ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED? ❝Yeah, most def! They've never been the couple to have crazy arguments. Mother's, like, a very take it or leave it person. She doesn't play around with compromise and negotiation. Papa just wants peace. Their marriage has had some little bumps, but, like, they've stayed together.❞

NINE FACTS –

BIRTH PLACE? ❝Bangkok, Thailand! God, take me back.❞

HAIR COLOR? ❝It's black! But, I just might have another existential crisis that drives me into the arms of a nice hair salon. Might get it dyed. Might get a crazy color I've never had before. Like, you never know! Depends on how severe my mental braekdown is. Haha! I love jokes! Someone please help me.❞

EYE COLOR? ❝Brown. This particular question is always annoying. It adds nothing to the conversation, let’s move on.❞

BIRTH DAY? ❝July 21st. I'm a Cancer sun, Capricorn moon, Cancer rising, Virgo Venus, and I'm just as emotional and messy as you'd expect from that combo.❞

MOOD? ❝It's, like, super specific. You know when you're eating a box of chocolates? Like, um. The ones you get on V-Day? Like that? They have all the flavors in them. Well, I've eaten all the flavors that I like. Now, I'm begrudgingly eating the ones that are left. I kind of don't like them. At all. But, they're candies. They're enjoyable because they're candies, even though they don't spark any joy. The candy isn't my favorite. I'm not thrilled. They fill me up, though. It's like that. Also, I want a hug.❞

GENDER? ❝Stressed.❞

SUMMER OR WINTER? ❝Summer, I mean... You know what's good about freezing? Nothing. You go outside, your ass turns into ice and falls off.❞

MORNING OR AFTERNOON? ❝Afternoon. At least I know that I'm gonna, like, be going home. Having a nice dinner. Petting my cat.❞

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE ? –

ARE YOU IN LOVE?

♫  ❝  What is love? Baby, don't hurt me. Don't hurt me, anymore. ❞  ♫

DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? ❝Absolutely not. What do I look like? A fool? What if I spot some guy, think he's my true love, invite him to lunch, and he's a total dick-weasel? What if our politics don't line up? What if he doesn't like shopping at Trader Joe's? What if he's a total bore? I have standards. I don't do gamble. You have to go through five background checks, fifteen tests, and prove yourself worthy and not a total snooze before I even consider you worth the time it takes for me to put on some eyeshadow for a date. I know I’m no prize, but I’m entertaining. I know that. You better get with the wave and vibe, ‘cause that’s what I’m judging.❞

WHO ENDED YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP? ❝I did. I ran away. Literally. I’d rather not get into details, thanks.❞

HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART? ❝I don’t think so?❞

ARE YOU AFRAID OF COMMITMENTS? ❝I don't think I'm afraid of commitment. I'm afraid of my own feelings, though. Like, you feel me? I get kind of HHGHGHHHHHHNNNN when I figure out I have a flame for someone. I always expect rejection.❞

HAVE YOU HUGGED SOMEONE WITHIN THE LAST WEEK? ❝My students! Down at the studio. I've hugged some of my patients, too. Sweet kids, I love them.❞

HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SECRET ADMIRER? ❝Imagine having bad taste.❞

HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN YOUR OWN HEART? ❝When I tell myself no churros for the day? Hell yeah.❞

SIX CHOICES –

LOVE OR LUST? ❝I like them both! There's room for everybody.❞

LEMONADE OR ICED TEA? ❝Neither, please pass me a mango smoothie.❞

CATS OR DOGS? ❝You will NEVER make me choose between cats or dogs.❞

A FEW BEST FRIENDS OR MANY REGULAR FRIENDS? "Can I just get more than one friend? That’d be nice enough for me.”

A WILD NIGHT OUT OR ROMANTIC NIGHT IN? "I would love either but I don’t think either is gonna happen soon.”

DAY OR NIGHT? "Day ‘cause at night is usually when crime happens and I’d rather be sleeping, let’s be real.”

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS –

BEEN CAUGHT SNEAKING OUT? ❝Sneaking out to have weird dance parties under bridges? Yeah, I have. My parents couldn't stop me, I was that goth kid that just needed to be free.❞

FALLEN DOWN/UP THE STAIRS? ❝SO many times? The stairs at the university really are out for blood. My blood. It's cool!❞

WANTED SOMETHING/SOMEONE SO BADLY IT HURT? ❝I want to get married to Kazuki Kitamura and I'm still not married to him? It hurts. I just want to marry him. He got divorced a few years ago, I know he's probably still looking for his true love. That would be me.❞

WANTED TO DISAPPEAR? ❝Disappearing to go marry Kazuki Kitamura! On a private island! Ah, yeah. Like, it’d be a bomb wedding. You’re all invited.❞

FOUR PREFERENCES –

SMILE OR EYES? ❝I love a cute smile. Smiles express joy and I think that’s lovely, yeah?❞

SHORTER OR TALLER? ❝Every Man Is Taller Than Me. That’s fine! The taller he is, the... Hotter.❞

INTELLIGENCE OR ATTRACTION? ❝Why not both?❞

HOOK-UP OR RELATIONSHIP? ❝There’s room for both of these options, why would I limit myself?❞

FAMILY –

DO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GET ALONG? ❝Yeah! My family is huge, we all love each other. I’d sat my family is about as loving as it gets. We have our problems, but that’s normal.❞

WOULD YOU SAY YOU HAVE A “MESSED UP LIFE”? ❝I have some emotional problems. Externally, though? I’m fine.❞

HAVE YOU EVER RAN AWAY FROM HOME? ❝I’ve never been given a reason to do that. Except to go find Kazuki Kitamura and I really love him and—❞

HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN KICKED OUT? ❝Nope! I’ve never gone through that, thankfully.❞

FRIENDS –

DO YOU SECRETLY HATE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS? ❝Fuck Sigma Klim.❞ @notevenjupiter

DO YOU CONSIDER ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS TO BE GOOD FRIENDS? ❝Of course. I don’t half-ass friendships.❞

WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND? ❝Tida, Yuna, Nooj. He’s incredible and brings out the worst in me!❞  @sharkapologlst​ @ofbesaid​ @endsought​

WHO KNOWS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU? ❝Tida, Yuna, and Nooj. Once again. I love all of them! They could control my life, if they wanted.❞