#nice people leaving nice messages awww

[tatticstudio55]

For some reason, I always arrive late to your art but every time I see it my brain collapses at how gorgeous it is. Your jonerys pieces are absolutely stunning and beautiful. I love them all. Thank you so much for sharing it.

omg thank you so much!! I haven't checked my account in forever and I'm not sure how long this has been sitting in my ask box for, but thank you thank you this is so so sweet of you to say xoxoxoxox

(I should get back to it, I really should...)

[xonavia]

Heya^^ can we get some headcanons about blue lock characters (pref Bachira, Chigiri and Kaiser) over hearing how their crush (reader) has a crush on them

Of course you can exclude any character if it's too much^^ anyways hope you'll have a wonderful day or night and don't forget to hydrate!

-> Awww yess!! and to your other message, Thank you so much!! and you make sure to drink some water as well!!

Bachira -> Is hella giddy afterwards!! -> Runs over to you the minute you're alone and starts hugging you, Manz is not letting go anytime soon -> Of course your prob confused as hell but once he explains that he overheard you this could either go one of three ways -> You can either be embarrassed, which he finds adorable and will tease you a little -> You could get excited that he feels the same way, which will result in him getting even more excited and spontaneously taking you out on a date somewhere without even thinking -> Or you could just shrug it off, which will result in him trying to get a reaction out of you and if you still don't then he'll just pull you along somewhere with him Chigiri -> A little surprised but overall nonchalant about it -> Like Bachira, will go over towards you once the people you were talking to leave, but unlike Bachira he won't actually say anything until way later on -> I'm talking like he kinda just asked if you weren't busy if you wanted to hang out and maybe get dinner later -> Again could go one of two ways -> First option being you being hella confused, like you only talked every once in a while with him and yet now he was asking you out?? Then he'll tell you that he by chance overheard you -> Or you can be excited, I mean your crush just asked you out and you've never really talked and if you say yes then he'll tell you later at dinner or something like that when it comes up on why he asked you out Kaiser -> Hella happy on the inside, on the outside however, just a smirk -> Will walk over to you when you're around the people you told as they all "ooooo" at his arrival, and then he hits you with the "I heard you were talking about me, Liebling~?" -> The rest of the people who had just been there had already walked off waving goodbye at you when they heard Kaiser speak up, probably knowing it was the fact he overheard you talking about your crush on him -> Will openly flirt with you the rest of the day before he asks you on a date or you accept his date request -> Either you can say yes, and he'll give you his number and then pick you up later in his nice ass sports car (I mean man makes a lot-) and take you some place wayyy to nice for an average high school aged kid -> Or you can keep saying no, until he just shows up at your house (Def didn't get it from one of your friends who totally ships you two) and then whisk you away anyway

[envy-of-the-apple]

Hello, first of all HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! I hope you had a happy birthday today !

I recently read your recent fic (The Sun eats the Moon) and the writting was amazing. But I have some question in my mind like :

"After that maybe 'Reader' could take contraception in secret, no ?"

"Is she (or they) gonna end up married to him, and forced to be a housewife or just following him where he goes ?" honestly I think her destiny is tragic no matter the result.

"How did he react to her disappearance, did he tried to find her (honestly my question was why he didn't ask her parents or search where did she goes, but honestly its a good thing that he didn't search) ? And during 10 years, how was to him ?" Maybe the only thing we can say "good" about him is he will only looking toward her and not any women after THAT day...?

And last question, I was wondering what will happen to them after THAT day like I know fr that in the media there will be news, but honestly I think the conclusion is well writting, the fact you first introduce the concept about the Moon and conclued with the detailed about the Moon and how tragic the ending is for them (Moon and 'Reader'). And if you are going to a Geto's it's will also be interesting because he was there to.

Sorry for the long message (eng isn't my first language) and thanks you to read that ! Have a nice day or night !

Thank you!!!!!!All great great great questions! I'll try to answer them as best as I can before giving tooo much away lol:

Why cant Ms.Moon take contraception?

yes Ms.Moon (that's my nickname for the mc now lol) could definitely try to take contraception in secret but I don't think it'll be a good ending if Gojo finds out. In the comments of the fic, many ppl were pointing out that Gojo was intentionally trying to get Ms. Moon pregnant back when they were "dating" buuuut it was sort of an afterthought for him. His logic was 'oh well it doesn't matter either way. you're staying with me regardless' but now that he's seen that Ms.Moon is 100% willing to leave him his next course of action is 'k well can't do that if you have a kid'. It's really not about Ms.Moon having a baby, rather it's insurance that bestie won't just dip again. He cares about you more than any kid you'd make together (awww thats so....sweet???)

Will Gojo force Ms.Moon to get married?

Probably, he's a romantic at heart teehee. But also he loves the attention. Part of the reason he was so effective in "keeping" Ms.Moon (in high school) was largely due to public pressure. Now, where he's basically a celebrity, his obsession with the spotlight has only increased. He's gonna be on talk shows and never shy about your relationship to the press. Gojo will definitely describe your relationship as 'newly reunited highschool sweethearts'. People at work will definitely bombard you for the details, and you were never one to be defiant so you'd probably just mutely agree with him (that's why he loves you so much: you're so agreeable). He'd make sure your wedding is the biggest celebration of the year. And then he'd drag you to Aruba or something for yalls honeymoon:)

Why didn't Gojo try to find Ms. Moon?

He did! When you dipped (graduated early and left for college) he went ballistic. I totally forgot to add this in, but Gojo is a huge reason why Ms.Moon doesn't talk to family anymore/anyone in that town. You didn't even tell your parents what college you were headed off to. I bet Gojo harrassed your family for a bit, because he's Gojo Satoru, but when it's clear you just disappeared I bet he was depressed. As terrible as he was, he did love you. It was also a pride thing for him. No one's ever 'won' against him, and you technically did. He'd greatly underestimated you and you got away. I bet he'd be a little impressed at that. I think in the fic it was greatly implied that he was searching for you buuuut eventually he forgot because he got so busy with his life. He still thought about you, but its was probably more along the lines of 'damn, can't believe i lost that bitch' And then you unceremoniously fell from the sky. Surprising, but he's grateful. It was fate to meet you again or was it? *cackles in omniscient author*

The Aftermath

Yeah, you're not living a normal life after that ever again. You're moving in with him, he's getting that marriage certificate ready bye bye freedom. I don't think he'd lock you up, buuuut having a security detail on you at all times, putting a tracker in your phone, and constantly calling/texting you is pretty close to life in prison right? EVENTUALLY, he'd limit your social network, then not-so-gently encourage you to quit your job. By the end of it, you'll be his little housewife but I think he'd be nice about it. (kind of)

[pix3lplays]

Ehem, I didn't understand if you could make requests or not so feel free to fuck this message

Dr. Ratio with a loving reader

As if Ratio literally exists and the reader observes it with her eyes shining with affection

I imagine the scenario in which the reader is going to leave something for Ratio right after classes have concluded. A student who was being scolded by Ratio sees the reader and tries to convince her to help him, the reader can't say anything before Ratio has seen them and is dragging him... Shortly after they meet again and Ratio is unexpectedly overprotective and telling the reader that being so nice can't be good.

(I'm super delulu, sorry)

IN MY HEAD THIS MAKES SENSE

Ratio tries to eradicate idiocy and ignorance, so if someone tries to evade its teachings it will obviously not be seen well by them. Now, add that that person who ignores the teachings of Ratio, turns to someone valuable to him just so he doesn't have to put in the effort. RATIO IS GOING TO BE ANGRY

I have the complete scenario in my head but writing it consumes me with cringe feeling, I really hope my comment makes sense because I am very sleepy and I don't want to disturb

Hi! So to answer your question my requests ARE technically closed with the exception of one character rn, since I have a HUGE amount of requests I need to start working through haha-

But this is totally fine because really it’s more like you telling me a story hehe, I’ve been getting a lot of people just telling me their ideas and I’ve been really appreciative because they’re So entertaining! (Side note: nah of course you’re not disturbing me I love seeing asks)

Kinda curious where your little scenario was going, but if it makes you uncomfortable don’t feel pressured and I totally understand!

So from what I understand reader didn’t actually say anything in defense of the student and Ratio was Still all “you’re too nice” >:( ?? Because that’s very Ratio-coded like bro they didn’t even do anything yet-

And awww overprotective Ratio is SO cute ugh I see your vision. It’s funny because he would really want you to be able to protect and stand up for yourself, even though he’s guilty of being overprotective himself…Ratio you hypocrite…

But yeah those are my thoughts, thanks for sending in such an entertaining little scenario hehe >:)

[broomsticks]

I have a weird (and probably out of the blue) confession to make.

So last march you (and several others, I can't remember who originated it although I'd been following yours regularly) had been posting a 'mutuals march' rec of wonderful authors. I loved reading them and was overwhelmed by the love and joy spread around.

However by mid-March 23', I selfishly wanted someone to do the same for me, even though I'm a relatively small writer in terms of fics, and I tend to neglect interacting with people on here because of a busy real life. But the insecurity stayed and this year I decided to stay off tumblr this March.

I realise that praise is not necessary to acknowledge me as part of fandom, but it's nice to be seen, I guess. To connect.

That's all. I know you didn't do mutuals march this year - I'm curious about that. But also, how is it possible to .... brainwash mutuals into reccing me I mean, have that community and love? While leading a busy life (that allows me like 1 hr of tumblr/fic reading/fic writing per day, max). Or is it one or the other.

awww, thanks for the message anon <3 has it really been a year since i last did mutuals march?!! omg time flies. i'm now somewhere i would never have expected i'd be last year, so that's pretty cool. anyway -

yeah. unfortunately I have no easy advice for building connection in fandom for time-stretched people. it takes time to find and build the connection and, unless you get absurdly lucky, it really doesn't happen overnight!

(the good news is that if you do invest the time and energy and manage to build meaningful connections, they do tend to be pretty lasting, particularly in this sort of fandom space where inconsistent levels of activity are somewhat expected (the bad news though is that nothing lasts forever))

to be honest the best way I've found to 'get noticed'/make meaningful connections is to notice other people, seek out other people who want to connect.

was originally going to follow that up with "and do it on their terms" - but no, fandom is so big, and being the initiator, there's all the room for you to choose who you want to connect with, what you want to look for. gen family fic? underrated professors? dead dove fic? maybe something to consider next time you're in a bit of a writing lull: leave comments, write recs. it's obviously more effective with recent fics/authors who aren't already being drowned in comments/attention - which does mean effort required to seek out and find, especially to find ones that you -really- love - i can promise, though, that finding those fics and writing recs and comments gets easier with time.

it's definitely harder to initiate organic connections from the author side of things - because essentially you're searching for that unicorn active reader/commenter/reccer you have no time and energy to be, and persuading them that you are worth carving out that limited time and energy on. there are certainly different ways of playing it, but that marketing/numbers game really isn't for me - not something i want to bother giving even a second thought to - so. I'm prob not the best person to ask :c mutuals might have better suggestions? ❤️

[cheeriecherrymain]

Incorrigible Flirts And Besweatered Men [Chapter 2]

Pairing: TA!Viktor x fem!Reader Rating: T Warnings: None that I can think of Proofread: Not even a tiny bit Chapter Summary: You enter friend territory with Viktor, get an email that might change your future, and get asked on a date (but it’s not actually a date).

It’s been two weeks since the new semester started. Two weeks, and you’re already stressed over the amount of work you’re doing. You’ve told yourself again and again that it’s only going to get more difficult as the year presses on, but somehow, the sentiment has not made you feel any better.

You suppose one of the bright sides of being in another one of Heimerdinger’s classes is that you’ve met Viktor.

When you’d asked for his number, you’d maybe given him the impression that you only wanted it for school purposes; however, he didn’t seem to mind that you texted him daily - if it bothered him, he’d never said anything. In fact, he was always quick to reply to your messages.

Viktor doesn’t seem to be the type of person who’s particularly attached to his phone, so you like to think that maybe he just enjoys talking to you.

—

You startle out of sleep when your alarm starts beeping aggressively in your ear; you don’t remember leaving your phone on your bed the previous night, but knowing your own habits, you probably fell asleep while watching meme videos. Again.

You squirm around a little bit to find the optimal stretching position, only to be deterred when you realize all three of your cats are curled up on your legs, rendering you immobile.

You quickly snap a picture of them, and flip to Viktor’s chat window.

Y/N: Good morning!

Y/N: Hopefully you’re already awake, and I’m not waking you up.

Y/N: I might not be able to make it to class today.

You find yourself smiling when a set of dots appear beside Viktor’s name.

Viktor (Phys510A): Good morning, indeed.

Viktor (Phys510A): Everything is alright, I hope?

Your heart flutters at his concern, and you take a moment to compose yourself. He’s just being nice, you tell yourself, He would check in on anyone else just the same. But despite your inner monologue, you still can’t help the warmth that spreads through your chest and down every nerve ending in your body.

Y/N: I’m okay, I promise.

Y/N: Just a little bit of potential legal trouble.

Viktor (Phys510A): Legal trouble?

Viktor (Phys510A): Do you need help?

With a wry grin, you send the picture of the cats piled on your blanketed legs.

Y/N: If I move them, I’ll go to jail.

Viktor (Phys510A): Miss. Y/N.

You can feel his exasperation through his text, and you barely manage to suppress a laugh.

Viktor (Phys510A): You are a menace.

Viktor (Phys510A): You had me genuinely worried for a moment.

Y/N: Awww, you care about me?

Viktor (Phys510A): Of course I care.

Viktor (Phys510A): You’re one of Heimerdinger’s top students.

Y/N: Oh, ouch???

Y/N: And here I thought we were at least friends by now.

Y/N: But I see how it is.

Y/N: I’m only a student, after all.

Y/N: Woe is me :( 

Viktor (Phys510A): You say it like you consider us friends?

Y/N: Of course I do!

Y/N: You’re one of the only two people I send good morning texts to.

Y/N: The other person is my cousin.

Y/N: She works at a pizza parlor.

Y/N: I get free pizza if I let her gossip with me.

Viktor (Phys510A): Is this your way of saying you want something from me?

Y/N: No!!!

Y/N: omg you’re missing the point completely.

Y/N: I can’t believe I showed you my litties when I’m being treated like this

Viktor (phys510A): What are litties?

Y/N: KITTIES*

Y/N: You’ve stooped low, Viktor.

Y/N: Calling me out on a typo.

Viktor (Phys510A): Physics and its subsequent lessons have no room for typos.

Viktor (Phys510A): I’m just preparing you for class.

Y/N: Physics and its concepts were discovered by total accident.

Y/N: That’s basically a typo, but real life.

Y/N: Therefore you cannot scold me for having fat thumbs.

Viktor (Phys510A): You’re really going to stick with that argument, aren’t you.

Y/N: Yes. Yes, I am.

Viktor (Phys510A): If you’re not in class today, I’m telling Heimerdinger that you’re hungover.

Y/N: But then he’ll be disappointed in me!

Y/N: He’ll make The Face and everything!

Viktor (Phys510A): It’s your choice.

Y/N: Terrible, awful, horrible man.

Viktor (Phys510A): I’ll see you in class :) 

You set your phone down with a pouty sigh, and debate just going back to sleep. However, you know that Viktor is a man who will follow through on his threats, however playful they are, and you don’t think you have the emotional capacity to deal with disappointment from the Professor.

So, with great difficulty and many protests from your cats, you haul yourself out of bed to get ready for the day.

—

You walk into the lecture hall, waving to Viktor and the Professor, and take your favourite seat; second row from the front, just to the left of the center of the room. 

The class had shrunk considerably since the start of the semester, with most of the unenthused students dropping the course, but in your mind, the front row was only for serious students. You might still be a part of the class, and you certainly cared about your grades, but you weren’t passionate about the subject like some of your peers.

The second row was the optimal choice.

Once you’re settled, you pull your notebooks and supplies out of your bag. It’s an ancient thing, made mostly of scraps and patches at this point, but it gets the job done. You only have to unwrinkle a few pages of notes as you go over them.

Then again, you only go over your notes for a few pages, before your mind - and your eyes - starts wandering. Specifically, over to Viktor.

He’s a good teacher, whether he’s helping Heimerdinger with lectures, or wandering from student to student to quietly answer questions. He’s insightful and intelligent, and he’s encouraging in his criticisms. 

Not to mention, he turns a lovely shade of pink when you flirt with him.

You’ve noticed a couple of your classmates try to behave the same with him - friendly with a flirtatious air - and you’ve never seen Viktor get as flustered as with you. In fact, with everyone else, he hardly gets flustered at all. He keeps his professionalism in check, and keeps the conversation subjects strictly on class material.

That isn’t to say he doesn’t do the same with you, of course; his first instinct with you is to help you with any questions you have about the days’ lecture, but he’s…warmer with you. Friendlier, and more open. Plus, you’re pretty sure you’re the only person in the class who has his personal number, and he’s always quick to text you back-

You startle out of your thoughts when your pocket vibrates and, with a quick glance around to make sure you haven’t drawn attention to yourself, you pull your phone out of your pocket.

You’re half expecting a cheeky text from Viktor, something along the lines of ‘Why are you checking your phone in class?’, and you’re only slightly disappointed when you don’t see any notifications from him. You do, however, have an email.

You swipe to see who it’s from, deciding it’s most likely junk or spam - but the name of the sender makes you pause.

Firelights Studios.

Your heart leaps into your throat so quickly that you nearly choke, and you’re quick to open the email.

You don’t fully read most of it - that’s a task better left for outside class hours - but you’re able to understand the gist of it; you try your hardest to keep your excitement at bay, but as you quietly slip your phone back into your pocket, you’re unable to keep your hands from shaking.

There’s no way in hell you’re going to be able to focus on working for the next three hours.

—

The class drags on far longer than it should, despite the fact that it ends right on schedule. Part of you is grateful for the longer lessons - it really allows you to get into your projects and be present for learning - but mostly, you’re just cranky that you have to sit for so long.

You walk swiftly down the steps at the side of the lecture hall, your mind still reeling from the email you got earlier. It had seemed to be good news, from what you’d read; you hadn’t seen any apologies or ‘we regret to inform you’s hidden within the multitude of paragraphs.

And then a tug on your shoulder, followed by the sickening sound of snapping threads, brings your thoughts out of the clouds and back to reality. It happens so quickly that you don’t even have time to react - your shoulder bag is torn open after getting caught on the edge of a bannister, and your various papers and school supplies explode across the floor.

You swear quietly, and stoop down to try to collect everything. You’re not sure how you’re going to carry anything, though, once you try to find space in the bag that is - at this point - little more than scrap fabric.

You sigh deeply, and run your hands over your face. 

And then the creak of a chair right beside you, and the shuffling of papers.

You remove your hands from your face to find Viktor just to your left, helping you gather up the mess you’d made. You just watch him for a second, both surprised by the gesture, but also not; because he’s Viktor. Of course he’d rush in to help.

“Thank you,” you manage to squeak out, scrabbling around to move all your stuff into a more tidy pile. You’re not entirely sure why your throat tightens the way it does, nor why tears start to sting the corners of your eyes; you just hope that Viktor doesn’t notice, or make a comment on why you’re so quiet.

Once everything is set up into neat little stacks, Viktor produces a fabric square from his own shoulder bag, and hands it to you. “It won’t replace an actual school bag,” he says softly, “but it will at least allow you to carry everything back to your residence.” 

You stare at the square for a moment, taking longer than you’d like to realize it’s a reusable grocery bag. You quickly unfold it to start packing your things up, mumbling your thanks once again.

Once all is said and done, Viktor stands up beside you and offers his hand.

“Well,” you sigh, as he helps you to your feet, “I don’t think I’m going to be able to fix it this time around.” You regard the ruined satchel in your hand, and crinkle your nose up.

“Are you sure?” Viktor asks, though you can tell by his tone that he’s just trying to be supportive. “A…little bit of extra fabric here and there, and maybe…”

You fix him with a disbelieving stare, and he trails off.

“At this point, the entire thing is made of scrap fabric,” you explain. “I’ve had this bag since I was thirteen, I think? Or maybe twelve?” Viktor looks surprised, but you continue, “It doesn’t matter. I’m overdue for a replacement, is the point.”

Your attention darts down to the worn-leather bag hanging at his side, and you ask, “ Viktor, you wouldn’t happen to remember where you got that, would you?”

His gaze follows yours, and realization dawns on him. “Oh- yes, actually.” He reaches into one of the satchel’s pockets, and digs around for a couple seconds. “It’s a little hole-in-the-wall sort of place - I don’t think they even have a website, all of his reputation is based on word-of-mouth.”

He pulls out a tiny notepad and a metal pen, and scribbles down an address. “Here,” he says softly, handing it to you, and you don’t miss the little jolt of warmth you feel when your fingers brush together. “It’s, ah. It’s reasonably priced, for hand-crafted goods, and there are lots of designs to choose from. You should be able to find something.”

Butterflies explode in your stomach when you see the pink dusting his cheeks again: he’s just as affected by the little touch as you are.

But your nervous excitement turns into anxiety when you read the address he’s written down for you.

“Is this place in the-” you pause for a moment, “Is this place in Zaun?” You try your best to keep your voice even, but it proves difficult. You don’t want to be the kind of person who judges any part of a community based on the worst of the people that can be found there, and you understand that most of the residents in that district are only trying to make ends meet: but you’d be naive - if not downright stupid - to walk through the undercity without a single care.

“It is,” Viktor confirms. “Is that an issue?”

You fidget nervously, picking at the dry skin around your cuticles. “Only because I’m a single woman,” you tell him, starting to feel like you’re overreacting. “It’ll be fine though, I’m sure. I’m just being my usual nervous self!” 

Your attempt at deflecting goes poorly, because Viktor continues to frown at you. You think for a moment that you’ve offended him or worse, but all at once his features soften and his shoulders relax.

“I hadn’t thought of that,” he says quietly, sounding almost guilty.

You shrug. “I mean, you’re a guy, so you don’t…I mean, obviously you have to be careful still, but…you don’t really have to be on guard every time you leave the house.”

“It is the same as when we met,” he says, “when you hesitated following me. Clearly there are dangers in the world that even I do not know about. But you need a bag, and I stand by my opinion that this man is one of the best craftsmen in the area; and I cannot send you there alone in good conscience.”

Then quieter, “Are you free this weekend?”

[solarwoniii]

GURLY WHAT HAPPENED

HAH a lot. wasnt planning on ranting ab it here BUT I LITERALLY HAVE NO ONE ELSE TO TALK TO SOOO (tw !! mention of eating disorders / anorexia pls read at ur own risk)

we had no school on friday so he invited me out to hang with a bunch of classmates and i was like omg !!! so i went and i found out it was a set up and there was actually no hang out w/ our classmates. he confessed to me and it was rly cute he seemed so sweet and genuine. he took me to the movies and we had the whole theatre to ourselves. it was really nice and he even kissed my hand at the end so i was like so in love haha little did i know

n e ways he walked me home and we talked ab stuff and he told me he's liked me for a while but didnt know how to say and i was like awww hes so cute and sweet and he wld never ever try to hurt me (foreshadowing) !!!!!

and then today there was this huge rager type party going on at one of his friends house which i originally wasnt planning on going to bc aaahhhh socialising party people alcohol bad decisions scary (shldve listened to my inner goody two shoes asian child self smh) but then he messaged me like 3 hrs before it started asking if i was coming and i was put on the spot and didn't know how to say no... so you know what my dumbass does?? I SAY YES. and then he gets all excited so im like 'omg i have to go im going to break his heart' (r u sure ure the one thats going to do that babe) and then i end up going.

as soon as i step in he sees me and comes and says hello to me and gives me a hug and calls me beautiful and im like omg !!! i love this man so much !!!!!

but AS WE ALREADY KNOW his friends are all walking red flags and as soon as i walk into the party theyre spewing nonsense (their idiot brains combined with the alcohol is NOT a good mixture. talk about ear torture). theyre saying shit about me and my friends as per usual and then one of them calls me anorexic.

AND THEIR MOTIVE FOR SAYIING THAT IS NOT JUST PLAIN OLD ABLEISM bc guess what !!! at the start of the year a rumour went around about me being anorexic 🥰😘😣🙄😭🥰🥰😍😣🙄 and why did this happen ??? oh because i talked to one of my friends about my eating disorder back then because i thought she was trustworthy (spoiler alert im not friends with her anymore) and then she decided to go and share it around to uni boys dumbass friends!!!

so yea they bring up that shit and im obviously hurt about it because im not responding. and im expecting uni boy to say something because UHM HELLO BARE MINIMUM ESPECIALLY IF YOU CARE ABOUT SOMEONE ENOUGH TO HUG AND KISS THEM AND SAY I LOVE YOU TO THEM

not only does this bitch say NOTHING in response to what his friend said about me HE (AND SOME OF MY OWN FUCKING FRIENDS) THINK ITS OKAY TO LAUGH AT THE JOKE.

so i just leave because fuck no im not dealing with this shit !!! for the last two hours uni boy and my friends have been blowing my phone up and i have been ghosting them.

i am dreading uni tmr hahahahaahahaahaha... pls pray 4 me

[carewyncromwell]

consider it a what if scenario in this instance, but how would jacob and carewyn's dad react to hearing how one graduated with honors from the very school that once expelled him, and the other going on to become a well respected lawyer? lets say that it was by pure chance he heard of other people talking about the two and put two and two together.

not that hed go out of his way to reach out to them but moreso his realization how the two managed to achieve the respectable lives he so desperately wanted them to, but without him in the picture. how would that make him feel?

Okay, this message gave me such joy that I had to set it aside to give it a full response, because AWWW, ANON, YOU THINKING OF POOR, BAD-FATHER-BUT-NOT-A-BAD-MAN EVAN BACH!! You sweet thing!! 🥹 💙💙💙

So I actually do have a few headcanons about Evan after he left his wife and children behind, one of which ties in nicely to your question.

A few days after his departure, Evan was visited by an Obliviator from the Ministry of Magic. That Obliviator's name was Donna.

In most cases of Muggles learning that their child and/or spouse has magic, that Muggle doesn't leave or divorce their spouse, so there was some concern that Evan could blab about the entire Wizarding World's existence, if he were allowed to keep his memories of his family. This is why Donna was sent to tail Evan and, when the time was right, covertly modify his memory. But to Donna's surprise, while she tailed Evan Bach, she was surprised to discover that he made no attempt whatsoever to expose Lane, their children, or the existence of magic. Evan didn't even flinch when his friends or family would try to get the truth of his and Lane's separation out of him -- he would just firmly and unwaveringly say that Lane lied to him and then shut down the conversation altogether before it could go any further. He never even tried to make up lies about Lane, like that she was involved in criminal activity or something, so as to better justify his actions. He would shoot down anyone proposing nasty, untrue things about his ex-wife and seemed to resignedly accept it if anyone judged him badly for leaving his family. And this was why, after a whole week of not having to intervene, Donna finally just decided to visit Evan in person and explain the situation to him.

"Look, Mr. Bach -- your situation is...unusual, in our world. It just is. Most Muggle parents who find out their child has magic, well...they choose their child. They choose to stay married for their sake -- to keep their family together. Even I must admit, I can't understand why you wouldn't make that choice..." "Well, of course not. You're magic too, aren't you? Like Lane, and Jacob. Of course you wouldn't understand. ...I didn't ask to join this 'World' of yours. I never even had a proper choice in the matter. And even if you think I should've just followed my wife and children blindly, I have no interest in being part of a World made up of nothing but lies and deception. And I frankly think it's disgusting that you think it's best to just rewrite people's minds and lives if they don't march lockstep with...with your blatant despotism." "Despotism? Come now, that's a bit harsh..." "Sorry if I don't see a government who would arrange for you to stalk me and then corner me in some dark alley just to keep their precious secrets safe in a particularly flattering light." "It's not just for the sake of our secrets, Mr. Bach. ...Yes, it is true, I was sent to Obliviate you. But your situation isn't just surprising because of your departure -- it's also how you've acted after leaving. You never once made as if to expose Lane or your children's magic. You've never even tried to defend yourself from rumors by making Lane look bad." "Why would I? Lane lied to me. ...Anyone who knows me knows that's enough reason." "I think a lot of people would want to create additional reasons. Make themselves look better, by doing so. You're an honorable man, Evan Bach. That's why you've never fought back to defend yourself, when people get upset about what you did. That's why you couldn't talk about your children, when your cousin pressed you about them. And that's why...I'm here talking to you, not sneaking around anymore behind your back. ...You see...I want to ask you, myself. Do you want me to modify your memory?" "...Want it?" "Yes. I could remove the painful memories of what happened -- give you a more peaceful life, to remember. I could even rewrite the memories of the people around you, so they won't ask about your family anymore...maybe even give you that promotion you would've gotten, if it weren't for your boss catching wind of what happened with your family. You could start fresh -- " "Never." "What?" "Never. I don't want your fancy stick anywhere near my mind, nor my memories." "But you...you've already said you have no intention of being part of your family's World. If you want nothing to do with the Wizarding World, and you don't want to have to keep lying by omission...wouldn't it be so much easier to just forget our World even exists?" "Of course it would! Naturally it'd be easier. But I don't want this to be easy. ...I left my wife and children, Madam. I may have my reasons for what I did, but that doesn't change the fact that I failed. I failed them as a husband, as a father...as the man of the house, and as a man overall. And worst of all...I left without even saying goodbye. I couldn't even look my wife in the face. ...I couldn't even apologize to my son...knowing he never would've accepted it anyway. Knowing that he'll hate me for the rest of his life, same as I resented my own father. ...I am a coward, Madam. It's something I never wished to be, but I proved it before God, with what I did. ...But even though I couldn't rescue my family from themselves -- from this crazy, asinine 'World' that your lot has roped them into...I do not want to be rescued from this burden. Least of all by one of your kind. ...One of the last things Lane said to me is that all I did in our marriage was make more and more mistakes, just trying to escape from my previous ones. Well, I'm done running. These mistakes I've made -- all of them -- are my burden to bear...and I don't want you or any other...freak Ministry agent taking them away from me. ...I don't want peace. Especially not your version of it."

Despite Evan's clear dislike of magic users, Donna couldn't help but by moved by his sentiment. And so she left Evan with all of his memories and reported back to her superiors that Evan Bach was no threat to Ministry security. Amazingly, after watching the Muggle store manager for another month, Donna's superiors eventually agreed, and Evan Bach was left to his own devices.

Evan had no further contact with the Wizarding World for the next thirteen years. It was only in 1988 when Donna sought Evan out at his office, in disguise as a manager of another store. He was not pleased to see her.

"I thought I made it quite clear I want nothing more to do with your World. What are you doing here?" "Nothing business-related this time, Mr. Bach. I'm just here to thank you." "...Thank me? For what?" "Your daughter." "...My...?" "Yes. Carewyn Cromwell. That was Lane's maiden name, wasn't it?" "...It was. But I don't..." "I have a daughter too...Chiara's her name. She's the same age as Carewyn. She has...a condition that makes it very difficult for her to make friends. But earlier this year, your daughter reached out to her, and since then, Chiara hasn't been able to stop talking about how wonderful your daughter is. In letters, at home...all she's been able to talk about is how kind and selfless and brave and amazing Carewyn is. So I came to thank you, Mr. Bach...for being the reason my daughter has such a good friend."

Evan was so speechless that for a moment, all he could do was stand up, cross to the window, and look out. Donna Lobosca tilted her head a bit, watching him carefully. Then, feeling some pity, she offered --

"...Chiara sent me a picture with the two of them together. Would you like to -- ?" "No. ...Winnie is one of your kind. Lane raised her to be just like her. Like Jacob. Anything she is...I can take no credit for." "I wouldn't say that. You're Carewyn's father, aren't you? That means half of her genes, and half of everything she is, comes from you."

This sentiment didn't comfort Evan, though. He refused to turn around and face Donna again.

"...Please leave."

Despite the detachment of his posture, his expression reflected in the glass of his window betrayed genuine remorse and pain. It made Donna not press him further, and instead return to him some privacy. It was clear to her at least that Evan was hesitant to engage with Carewyn, even from afar. He'd left her at such a young age that she likely didn't even remember him, so she undoubtedly was shaped more by Lane and Jacob than by him. She would never be a "normal" Muggle the way Evan wanted -- how could she be, if she was the type to befriend a werewolf? And perhaps Evan might've felt that he didn't deserve any praise, not even indirectly, for any good his daughter had done.

Donna had to wonder if Evan Bach had shed any tears, upon passing up the opportunity to see how his daughter had grown. Perhaps he would've, if he'd taken stock of how much Carewyn's ears and thin lips resembled his.

Evan didn't learn anything more of his children until the spring of 1991, when Donna actually used the Muggle Post to send Evan a letter. Evan didn't want to open it and actually fancied for a short time chucking it right into the fire -- but reluctantly he held back the urge and, settling down in his old armchair, he opened it. Inside he found a short note, with a smaller envelope inside.

Mr. Bach, I know the last time we met, you didn't want to see Carewyn's picture -- but enclosed are some photographs of your son and daughter from their and my daughter Chiara's graduation ceremony. Jacob truly is remarkable -- he received a certificate of merit for earning all O's on his NEWTs: a very, very rare achievement, only achieved by the most intelligent and talented of wizards. As for Carewyn, she graduated as Head Girl for her class and, according to Chiara, is set to become a lawyer for our Ministry -- a very respectable career in both your World and ours, I should think. I shall say it again, Mr. Bach -- whether you believe it or not, half of what these children are came from you. You should be very proud. Donna

Evan read the note several more times in silence. Then, putting it and the other smaller envelope away in the drawer of his side table, he left them there as he went to the kitchen to make himself some supper. He wouldn't open his drawer again until the following week, when looking for a pair of scissors, and when he did, he shut it quickly, unable to look at the note or second envelope.

Jacob, earning honors in all his classes. Honors. Jacob had never been good in school -- he'd always been a slacker: a delinquent, who constantly got himself into trouble. How was Evan supposed to feel, knowing that his son was succeeding, but only in that World of delinquents and liars, rather than in normal, proper society, the way Evan had always dreamed? He'd always known Jacob was smart -- he definitely could've become a doctor someday, or perhaps worked in a well-respected lab somewhere, if he'd really applied himself...

And Carewyn...Head Girl, and now set to become a lawyer? How respectable would that have been, if she was actually going to be a real lawyer -- one Evan could've recommended to his friends and associates, if they needed legal advice? Instead, all the legal advice she'd be giving out would be perfectly worthless -- her whole career would instead be based entirely on laws like the one that tried to demand Evan either give up and stay with Lane out of duress or have his mind turned inside out...

It took Evan nearly half a year before he finally forced himself to take that second smaller envelope out of his side table drawer and open it. He was alarmed by how the pictures moved -- poor Evan had never seen any magical photographs before, and they were incredibly unnerving. The girl who had to be Carewyn kept looking away, off into the corner of the frame. She appeared rather respectable, despite how bizarre her and everyone else's attire was -- her makeup was very neat. And the boy next to her...no...that couldn't be Jacob, could it? He couldn't possibly be so young...Evan himself was in his fifties, so Jacob would have to be nearing thirty by now --

And yet...even with how messy and ridiculous his hair looked, or how youthful his face appeared...Evan immediately knew at once that this was indeed his son. His eyes were hollowed-out like a skull's now, and his dark curls had grown so long and out-of-control that he'd had to tie them back in a ribbon the way a girl would...but it was Jacob. And clinging onto his sister and mother, Jacob's moving photographic self couldn't seem to stop silently laughing through his tears.

He was happy. So happy he was crying...

Evan had to put the pictures of his children face down on his side table, out of his line of sight. He then rested his arms in his lap, holding his face in his hands and then sliding them down along his cheeks as he breathed deeply.

He knew seeing Jacob and Carewyn would be painful. He knew it would be -- that's why he'd resisted it for so long. He'd rebuilt his life to the best of his ability, even while wrestling with his guilt, but he'd kept them at arm's length because he knew that Jacob and Carewyn didn't want to be in his world, and he wanted nothing to do with theirs. They didn't belong in his world, no more than he belonged in theirs. And truly, there was no point in trying to dig up the past when that wasn't going to change.

It didn't mean it didn't hurt, knowing that he'd failed as a father so much that Jacob and Carewyn's lives were fuller, with him not in it.

After a long moment, Evan reached out toward the side table again. He fiddled with the edge of the last photograph for a few seconds before finally flipping it around and looking at it.

Lane looked tired. Her face had become a bit gaunter and there were more wrinkles around her eyes, though not as bad as Jacob and Carewyn's -- Evan couldn't help but think that their eyes looked like his now, with how deep the bags under them were...

Even so...Lane smiled just as brightly as she did on their wedding day.

And it was this, strangely, that seemed to soften the creases in Evan's brow, even as tears welled up in his eyes.

Evan had failed his family in so many ways. He hadn't been able to guide them and mentor them -- to protect them and give them everything they wished for. To keep them on the straight and narrow, the way he always tried to be. But even with this...Lane had found happiness. She clearly hadn't had to go back to her cruel family -- she clearly had kept her freedom and was able to thrive, even on her own. Even while having their children to look after...

And this, strangely, brought Evan some bizarre, bittersweet kind of comfort. Perhaps, in the end...letting his family find happiness without him ultimately was the one thing he'd managed to do right.

x~x~x~x

"If I could see the future and how this plays out, I bet it's better than where we are now, But after going through this, It's easier to see the reason why…"

~“No Surprise,” by Chris Daughtry

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Danganronpa 3 Future Arc episode 9

Thonks.

Oh boy Monokuma is back.

Can't say I missed him but it's nice to hear his voice again.

I'm sure it doesn't mean anything bad.

I'm so glad he was joking about the filler recap episode because I could not.

Nope.

It is nice getting a summary from Monokuma of all people, a lot has happened.

I appreciate Hiro's faith in his friends.

The dead end 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

We're... In the ocean? Okay so this is a different building to the one they were in at the beginning.

One that's identical to the other one, and ontop of the previous one.. that took a lot of dedication.

Makes sense than why Kyoko knew.

I already made the line about the Russian roulette stuff but... What in the fun house is this...

Kyoko you don't need to call him the vice chairman, any respect this man has should be gone.

But yeah that's suspicious, because he was involved with the construction of the original building.

... Doesn't explain this man's glowing sword because... What?

Gekkogahara is really durable.

"Despair has taken everything from me" nah man that was just you being you.

You were crazy before all of this.

"I shall become Hope."

That title is taken by at least 2 people and they've earned it... You however are very much a Remnant.

So Chisa's forbidden action was Munakata's death?

Very fitting.

Wait... Oh he's gonna turn on Juzo.

Oh man...

Aw Kyoko being like yeah I know Makoto doesn't seem like much but he's one of the strongest people she's ever known.

I love the survivors friendships.

And touching on his optimism, something he always says is the one he's good at.

I'm glad she has hope in him, because he doesn't have it in himself.

... Wait was she about to mention the 5th trial? I'm glad she feels bad about it because it was fucked.

Awww he heard it.

The gangs all together, well all the survivors in the killing game are.

So Byakuya and Hiro broke into the actual building not this one.

Ow, and the difference between how Kyoko describes Makoto and how Makoto currently feels.

Showing just how much this situation is affecting him, just casually says if anything happens to Byakuya it's all his fault.

You know Kyoko is just like 🤨??? What???

I don't think we've ever seen Makoto this... defeated before.

It hurts to see.

I was so concerned she was gonna slap him, but no she's talking him down.

If there's one person who can get through to Makoto, it's Kyoko. They went through the whole first game together.

It's a sweet role reversal where she's using what he gave her to loft him up.

You just know she feels kinda guilty leaving him alone for this long it this is how he feels.

And taking the glove off, literally making herself vulnerable just to show how much he means to her and how much she trusts him.

How much he means to all of them and that he's not alone.

You hear that? That's growth.

Juzo explaining everything and Munakata doesn't care.

I'm glad Juzo is acting like this werid even for Munakata because man is acting weird.

And the admittance that he killed the Director.

Juzo's little... Oh yeah okay, accurate response.

Oh this feels threatening.

Not so much shared ideals as they were blindly falling you to the ends of the earth.

But I think you've gone somewhere that they can't follow.

"Backing you up has been the whole point of my life."

That is so sad.

Oh the stab, the whispered "Kyosuke" I don't even like Juzo but that is an awful way to go.

... No he don't because otherwise why would he ask?

Despair didn't make you kill your... Friend, you killer your friend.

With a glowy sword.

They've complied a list of every dead participants forbidden action.

I forgot that Makoto witnessed the directors death and he left a message for him saying "I entrust the hope of the world to you."

Heavy last words.

And we know he couldn't lie.

Wow you guys are really flippant about the loss of human life. Also yes you were wrong for doing what you did.

"I wouldn't do anything to break your heart, I care about you more than I do myself."

Considering she killed him, that sucks also all of you guys need relationship counselling because this shit is not good.

No... She killed him by giving a sweet mid kiss.

And his forbidden action was putting food in his mouth.

That... That is awful. And the audacity, all this talk of not betraying her and she kills him.

And he kissed her again before he died.

Yeah if I didn't care for Ruruka I really don't now.

I get that the fear of betrayal is so high especially in this game but that does not make this okay nor make me sympathise with her at all.

"Nagei promise whatever happens don't turn your back on hope."

Chills.

I have never been more glad to hear a hope speech in my life.

There goes the time limit.

Oh no Rukura died... Anyway.

... Kyoko... Kyoko why are u not awake.

No...

No they wouldn't...

NOOO!

O FUCK YOU!

Her forbidden action was "passing the fourth time limit with Makoto Naegi still alive"

... That's what they meant when they said someone would die because of him.

FUCK YOU that... Nooo

.Oh that is fucked, that is soo fucked and she knew the whole time.

And still she tried to raise his spirits.

This is so fucked I didn't I thought they were just trying to psyche him out I didn't think... I didn't think it would be embedded into the rules itself.

Fuck.

She knew... The whole time.

This would be devastating for any of them but especially her, see all the reasons above..

Their reaction is just ugh it this wasn't already the worst... Makoto...Asahina...even Ryota.

People who asked me to watch this show... fuck you. I hope you're happy.

Because I am not.

FUCK YOU MUNAKATA!

This isn't the time, nor will it ever be.

So he knew too.

Don't you FUCKING DARE blame him for this.

I don't think he's gonna keep that promise Kyoko...

... Fuck...

My heart is just.. On the floor.

And I know it's not the end yet...

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raz dnd 15

before we even started we argued if spaghetti are a dish or the noodle. send ask to chara and frisk blog please xD

last time, wheatley shared feelings and senna didnt handle it well!

android 'well that went well' thanks buddy. wheatley is making pathetic noises behind a tree hes so upset. 'you'll just make fun of me!' 'your not wrong, but tell me anyway.' 'i told them how i feel please dont make fun of me right now do that later.'

zen sighs and goes after senna. parsley and teya are still blue screening lol. he barely finds her curled under a tree, head in lap. he tries to get her attention. 'you good dog?' she muffled tells him to leave her alone.

zen sits by her patiently. sennas crying slowly dies down, lots of sniffling. she rubs her eyes and apologizes for running off. he says its fine and it was a lot from wheatley.

meanwhile parsley goes to talk to wheatley. 'you alright?' 'i feel better now that-' he points to android lol. parsley squints at android 'you feel better because android talked to you?' wheatley nods lol. parsley keeps squinting at him. 'do we mean the same person?' 'i want to be friends with all of you. as im sure you can tell.' but he retracts in on himself. he apologizes for violating their boundaries since people dont get so attached so fast. parsley feels awkward. 'its fine?' hes so awkward lol. parsley says nice talking to ya and he walks away lol. SP is so sad 'family broke?'

back to zen and senna! zen says 'it mustve been a lot knowing how much you mean to wheatley. i know you didnt react very well to it but i want your thoughts on it.' senna sighs. 'its not natural, not to organics. i know he wasnt lying, and that scares me the most.' 'it scares you how much he cares about you. do you feel you dont deserve it?'

senna looks at zen surprised, then looks down ashamed. 'i dont think wheatley fully understands whats happening here.' 'you can try, hes very willing to listen.' senna buries her face in her hands. 'i feel like were taking advantage of his...naivetity. he might feel compelled to be our 'friends' because of his loneliness.' 'that invalidates how he feels. he sees you as friends, being alone doesnt make his feelings anymore valid than someone you've known for longer. perhaps in time we will see how he feels later with compansionship once hes in the network. for now, dont disregard it so quickly. give him the chance, if for his sake not yours.'

senna sighs and stands up 'i know, its not fair to him.' 'what will you do now?' 'i must speak to him. its important to speak to him about. hes worth speaking to.' 'hopefully we can be friends as well!' senna snorts at this, cheering up a little.

meanwhile, wheatley and SP are pacing lol. zen and senna run into teya! she came looking for senna awww. he says teya is a good friend. senna looks so guilty and looks down she feels so bad sksksk. teya walks back with us. they get back to the path pog. parsley is patting SP on the head nice.

android asks senns if shes done with her little fit. teya sends a message to senna but she doesnt respond. wheatley hits android telling him not to be mean to senna. wheatley looks at senna but then looks away. 'h-hello, are you feeling better?' senna chews on her lip, thinking. wheatley steps back. senna takes a deep breath and steps forward. 'you and i need to talk.' she motions for him to follow and they step from the group a little.

wheatley looks so scared. 'im not angry and it was very sweet of you to share your feelings with us.' wheatley nods. 'i dont think you love me, not truly. love for me takes time, patience, work.' wheatley is stimming oh no. senna begins pacing. 'i am uncomfortable with how you feel. we havent known each other very long.' wheatley shrinks a little so senna walks forward and softens her tone. 'i do wanna be your friend, i promise. i wanna work on that with you.' senna opens for a hug and he does. 'if your ever unsure where our friendship is, im willing to connect to the network and you can feel my true feelings.' wheatley says she doesnt have to reciprotrate but she says she wants too one day.

SP trungles over and hugs senna's leg. senna smiles softly and pats them on the head. wheatley picks up SP and they go rejoin the group. (wheatley is taking the worse mental options about this oh no)

something glowing blue is coming toward us from the forest! battle positions! its spingledorf! or something that looks like him? see-through and glowing blue? he looks exhausted and asks for our assistance. senna pokes him but it goes through him. a projection! he says hes stuck oh no. he goes from super old to super young then back to normal. 'that artifact i went looking for? doesnt like me very much.' android groans and doesnt want us helping him cause crazy shit happens. lead the way spingledorf!

in a clearing is an old ruined temple. big square pyramid temple with an hourglass on top. 'i disabled the traps dont worry.' in the opening theres a bunch of broken traps lol. goddamn indianna jones. parsley teases wheatley with a dead snake. then he throws one at teya.

we get to the central chamber. a giant hourglass surrounded by giant stone rings. spingledorfs body floating next to it, glowing blue. a stasis? before spingledorf can say anything, parsley walks up and tries to smash it. it glows brightly and parsley starts floating. dumbass. spingledorf needs us to get near it as well. teya's like okie dokie. parsley is still conscious lol. teya starts glowing and floating.

zen shrugs, grabs android, and drags him into it! wheatley noticably steps back, hesistant. spingledorf assures him its safe, depending on where we end up. senna and wheatley hop in. the artifact emits an expanding field and the world changes around us. we drop to the ground.

its a burning town! people impaled on spikes! the symbol from the fish villiage! senna is gritting her teeth hard unhappily. then the world warps. its another burning place! someplace teya recognizes! firbolgs running! then scene change! suddenly in a nice wheat field. a bunch of old rusted constructs. wheatley makes a loud noise and runs forward a little. 'this is where i woke up!'

spingledorf is out of statis too hes just exhausted but normal. 'the artifact is currently looking through our personal historys for somewhere to hide. it had trouble with me since im not from here.' it cuts out of the field and now its a magical forest. the feywilds. a castle. parsley goes 'ah shit.' we see parsleys mother come out! before parsley can act the world changes again. it shines bright enough to blind us then disappears.

were in a BIG kingdom. wheatley is established to some sort of connection? just people talking not like the network. wheatley is making concerned noises. 'um hello, who is this?' someones talking to him! the city is pretty advanced. sci-fi meets medieval. bunch of constructs that look like wheatley! wheatley grabs the nearest person and just starts dragging them out of the street. its parsley. 'i dont think you should use my name here' oh no wheatley. 'follow me.'

spingledorf says this isnt wheatleys history, this is someone elses, cause he wouldnt be here if it was. time for a head count! android is gone oh no this is his history. spingledorf says nothing we do here will affect the future its in a seperate bubble. but the person whos missing will be doing their normal role as they were here and they probably wont remember. we gotta find the artifact. android wont know or remember us. wheatley says hes probably beyond our reach, cause he wasnt made here.

we hear a voice 'who are you?' oh fuck baby android. hes wearing robes. 'are you new to the city?' teya used hidden step to hide lol. senna stammers for a moment then says 'y-yes i am.' 'welcome to the holy city of the god of constructs!' senna is bewildered and shakes his hand. parsley also greets android and tries to get his name. android still knows fey trickery lol and says no. but he does tell us his name anyway. Gen. Short for Genesis.

senna side eyes zen who just shrugs. he wasnt here for this. he looks at the both of us and is surprised to see zen. 'ah another one to add to the family!' oh no! BIG HUG AAAA!!! 'theres only a handful of us right now but its good to have another to the family. and your so advanced!' zen is so awkward. gen likes the additional arms lol. senna and wheatley are blue screening lol. teya pops out, hiding behind senna a little lol. 'oh i didnt notice you! pleased to meet all of you! what are your names?' senna introduces herself and teya. wheatley manages to say his name is wheatley and says he chose the name himself.

android gives wheatley a questioning look and asks his designation. oh no. wheatley stutters he had a malfunction and cant remember anything. 'you should seek out repairs immediately, why are you out here?' 'i am a support unit, to aid my unit mates by casting spells to help their offensive abilities.' 'ah your one of THOSE units arent you?' he says he knows they need these units thanks to THEM but he doesnt like it. 'i am right here sir.' 'dont call me sir im not one of your commanders.' android says to take wheatley for repairs and to give us the tour.

SP rolls up and hugs androids leg. 'its been too long since ive had repairs.' The City Of Novis. spingledorf whispers to us that we can still die here, so behave. wheatley gives parsley a stern glare. android also tells us to behave or else security will interfere. senna asks him to tell her the history of the city.

he doesnt know much before his god took it, but it is very advanced and technological. god took a liking to the people here and decided to guide them and teach them. they made robots like wheatley, not android. theres a great church where the organics worship the god. its nice for him to watch their achievements. he was ecastatic to see them make robots. he doesnt consider them alive though. wheatley angrily shouts that hes RIGHT here. parsley comments hes an asshole.

he says they only mimic. wheatley is vibrating in rage. senna stands defensively in front of wheatley. teya switches subjects and says god must be happy to have made android. senna grabs wheatleys hand. 'so what is your god like?' android of course starts gushing. wheatley speaks up he wants to get repaired soon. we see robots like wheatley just doing various jobs. and some humans!

as we pass we hear conversations. a construct is badly damaged and is being going to be fucking scrapped. 'understood i will shut down immediately.' wheatley has a thousand yard stare. his eye has a new pattern. its fuzzy. teya sends a message to wheatley reminding him this isnt real. senna has a super fake smile plastered on. 'does it matter?' says wheatley.

android points out a big bulky robot like wheatley saying its an enforcer. 'unregistered personal detected. identify yourselves immediately.' android says they are with him. it stands down and goes back into patrol mode. yep dont cause trouble. spingledorf reminds us its not an illusion. wheatley is still watching the enforcer.

we get to a massive building. he wants to just leave wheatley here. wheatley says he was escorting us and wants to stay with us. android says he should just explain his objective, unit. wheatley says his memory got messed up. 'i cant believe they let a damaged unit escort them, but fine.' bunch of humans repairing robots and stuff.

android approaches and says wheatley needs repairs. he says wheatleys design is unusual. newer. cant believe its already damaged. HE SHUT HIM OFF! senna is gripping the wrists of teya and parsley. he hooks something into wheatleys head. 'wow thats a lot of corrupted memory wtf has it been through.' android shrugs and says it was escorting us. the human asks if we registered yet. android says were with him so its fine.

teya says he came to us this way. 'who was his handler?' hes only been around for 9 days now and id prefer if he wasnt altered too much.' parsley speaks up 'we brought him to be repaired. and its classified information.' senna speaks up and appears elegantly noble. parsley and teya are her underlings and that the info IS classified. accepted good. 'what are these time stamps?' so much is wrong. most is corrupted beyond repair. 'i would prefer you did not. any changes could make him less useful to me.' 'so your his handler?' teya speaks up that shes keeping it on the downlow. 'im surprised the military isnt on the field but whatever.'

he fixed what he could without a reset and offers to fix the eye. senna goes and inspects all the eyes. senna scoffs and says none of them are good enough. one has circuits goddamn. senna looks over at zen but he shrugs but a small thumbs up. we take the circuit eye. all done! he offers to clean it but senna says itll get dirty again anyway.

turned on! now we go on our way. teya tries to ask about artifacts but parsley elbows her in the ribs. too hard. teya gets shoved way back but senna catches her. the guy says parsley is really strong. 'handlers will you please act more professional.' wheatley is so done with us. senna gives parsley a death stare 'i will see you in my office later.'

he notices SP. parsley says its a classified experiment. wheatley says its a prototype and picks up SP. senna says he cant look at it as its not for public use. parsley tries to get the guys name goddammit. android steps in 'stop causing trouble.' senna messages wheatley what happaned.

as we walk we see cafe's and stuff. android asks why we lied, why are we here. wheatley says he didnt wanna be reset. teya says he shouldnt have to know. android says if were here to harm his god itll be a problem. wheatley pulls out his token and shows it to android. he knows his god touched it somehow but isnt sure what it is. wheatley says god gave them to us. parsley says were on a mission from god but were not supposed to talk about it. teya says were not here for a fight, we just wanna go home.

he tosses the token back to wheatley and just looks pissed. he says he would know about it. now hes circling us. parsley says we have to finish our mission first and its top secret. wheatley asks android to connect him in. oh god. but theres no connection here. welp were fucked. he pulls out a device to speak to his god. wheatley clicks his own token. it makes a ping and a projection. its a man in a lab coat. oh god robot god it works here wtf.

'who is this how did you get this connection, this isnt registered.' 'will you allow us to explain?' android is baffled. 'ill give you a chance to explain.' teya says he will know us just not yet. yep from the future, on a mission from him. wheatley keeps speaking. us champions. to fight a threat. controlling robots. he stops him. 'wait, zorbolt? your accusing the king of these crimes?' king?! wheatley says he has no memory of a king. WHEATLEY DISAPPEARS!

hes standing before robot god! parsley presses his token but no response. teya holds her crystal and faces android.

robot god asks if wheatley is speaking the truth. yep. wheatley says he doesnt remember this place at all and we got sent here by an artifact and we have to find it so we can go back home. if we dont go back then zorbolt will win and hes turning robots against him. he grabs wheatleys hand. way more intense energy. the will of god as he looks through his being. he finally lets go 'so what you say is true.' he hasnt seen the artifact but will have gen help us. wheatley thanks him and he gets a fond look awwwww. HE HUGS WHEATLEY AWWWW. and asks him to forgive android.

wheatley is back yay! senna asks if hes ok and he says he feels a little better. he turns to android and says 'well?' androids device ping and god tells him to help us. hes told its complicated and to just help for now. wheatley tells android he can believe what he wants, just dont say it to his face.

android says were gonna ask the king for help. spingledorf says it has a giant hourglass and a bunch of disks. he also says he wanted the device to help teya. and to help stabilize that rift. going back there made him realize how much he missed them awww. he will reward us for the trouble when were done.

were heading toward a big castle. a big ass antenna. android gets pinged by another robot. it says the king ordered an assault on another kingdom! the army was defensive only! against the noble ember?! we head toward the castle.

parsley turns to senna and squints at her but shes right behind android. teya and zen try to make wheatley go forward. hes freaking out. 'you cant stop this it already happaned.' he says he needs to stop her? zen tells him whoever it was they died long ago. he looks off into the distance and starts walking.

we barge into the throne room. the king looks like cave johnson lol. android yells at zorbolt. teya whispers to parsley if killing him now counts. 'oh you mean zorbolt not android.' guys please.

zorbolt is caught offguard a moment and says he has to expand his kingdom if he wants to combat the noble ember. android says the robots were for defending novis only. 'why shouldnt i dammit?! we need to take the fight to them!' 'you wont be using the constructs god showed you how to make to kill innocents!' 'the winners decide who the innocents are.'

android is pinged again. its god and hes pissed. parsley: is that god? holy shit. god yells at zorbolt. he yells back. 'im done working under you! im the damn king and we dont need you anymore! our robots are better!' parsley thinks their exes. his strange crown pulses and he commands his royal units to seize us!

android immediately manages to kill a bunch of them?! he points a sword at the king. 'how dare you defy our god?!' roll initiative!

teya sets a robot on fire. the king says their fire resistant and he calls us idiots. senna witchbolts the same robot. no effect? darn immune to lightning too. he pulls out the fucking artifact goddammit. spingledorf says he can totally use it but parsley makes him shut up. zen punches the same robot. we made raz lower the ac cause he didnt fucking see it before jesus. only one hits. parsley enters a rage and uses wild magic! whenever something hits him they take psychic damage, then he chucks a javelin into its head. missed. then sword.

the king keeps trying to make the artifact work. a blue beam goes out and hits teya and she looks smaller and alive. oh god is she a kid?! senna gets shocking bolted dammit. but they miss lol. teya is under attack! frick. wheatley casts sanctuary on teya. teya is back under attack dammit. missed tho! the king orders whoever built the robots to miss to be executed. he also asks why wheatley and SP are defective. wheatley yells he will never be one of his again. the crown pulses again dammit. wheatley resists whatever the crown was trying to do to him. 'fuck you!' yeah get his ass wheatley! spingledorf splashes acid on a robot pog.

teya does big psychic damage nice then she turns invisible. senna uses frost but its resistance. zen hits once and gives them some dents. the king crowns again dammit. wheatley resists again fuck yeah. he fiddles the artifact again and hits senna but she looks the same. elves live a long time lol. android yells at the king to cease. the king orders the assault goddamn. parsley reckless attacks cool. hit one.

spingledorf gets multiattacked but he reacts and uses multishield. android charges the king and shoots the crown! all the constructs in the castle seem to break free. the robot android is stabbing is afraid and says it doesnt wanna die. the robots we were fighting stop and drop. 'its going...dark.' android is in disbelief. senna is covering her mouth shes so sad. his regret. android is freaking out. the crown kept them alive. now android is fucking enraged. no wonder he hates organics. 'why give them feelings only to supress them?!' he wanted them to think but not freely. 'you damn organics.' oh no its starting.

wheatley picks up one of the robots greatswords and starts screaming and charges at the king! the artifact blasts at wheatley but parsley flies in to block it! failed! wheatley is rusting away FUCK. he keeps moving forward. 'this is for chell!' bits are falling off as he keeps trying to get at him. android cuts the kings hand off, refusing to let him kill another robot. a giant hand comes from the sky and all the constructs stop moving.

wheatley....also shuts off. if we get the artifact, it will be undone. but...the king vows revenge. he pushes a button and disappears. theres a big boom. theres a big army with the noble ember symbol. their assaulting the city. people screaming in the streets.

spingledorf grabs the artifact. wheatley is back to normal but hes still off. senna scoops him up, horrified. were back to the temple. android is there shocked. wheatley finally comes online. wheatley asks if we killed him, even if it didnt matter. senna lies and says yes. android is having a moment and grabs wheatley and asks if hes ok. wheatley tackles him in a hug and sobs. android apologizes to him for the words he said. then he realizes where and when he is and cuts all of that off.

senna kneels down by wheatley, unsure how to help. wheatley suddenly clicks his token. he lost connection with android and zen. wheatley is just sobbing and tries to explain, to ask about his friend. 'slow down wheatley.' zen walks over and brings wheatley into the network. god is very confused and ashamed.

'so you saw.' wheatley finally breaks down. his handler. his friends. all gone. god says he had to or more would have died. hes also frustrated that zorbolt somehow survived. the place were going is the old ruins of that kingdom. 'i hate that place.' wheatley says he will kill him with his own bare hands, then hes coming home.

god apologizes for lying to us. senna barely restrains her sobs and shakes her head. teya nods in understanding. he asks if we will continue the quest. parsley says someone needs to kill the bastard, might as well be us. teya says consider him dead. senna gives a hearthy thump on the front of her armor. 'take care of him' wheatley and gen. wheatley asks android if he wants him to forget his name. he doesnt wanna be called by that old name anymore. 'were all dead anyway.' yowch. zen goes to comfort android. he tells him to forgive himself. he asks us to be kind to him. then hes gone.

parsley says he will go set up camp and walks out, kinda awkward. spingledorf puts the artifact away and says they can use his magic mansion if needed. wheatley is hesistant. turned down now hes sad. wheatley totally distrusts him sad! he leaves in the doors. teya goes to fuck off in the woods. senna says a prayer for the long departed.

elder your time is come now I am filled with sorrow weary eyes need resting heart has become grey and slow in waking sleep is freedom

we sing, rejoice we tell the tales we laugh and cry we love one more day

[notanxietygirl]

My Au of death X puss

//after final fight a week later//

Puss: (mind: why do I keep thinking of loon..? Oh well) HeyPerrito! Do you want to go to the market?

Perrito: Yes!

//at the market//

[Death was also at the market doing his job, Puss notices but thought it was some random guy trying to hurt a old lady. So Puss threw a apple at death head.] Death: ?!

Puss: oh my gosh sorry logo I didn’t know it was you.

Death:….. [This continued and puss started to do it on purpose and thinks it’s funny, soon death noticed he is doing it on purpose and gets insanely annoyed, so he follows puss into a dark alley and pinned him to the wall] Death: so… you think it’s funny to stop me from doing my job? (As death slids his knife next to puss chin)

Puss: (terrified) W-what are you talking about lobo?

Death:(gets more annoyed,mad and tightens his grip) Oh you know…

[Puss frantically trying to get away but death grip is too tight, but then puss has an idea…….He quickly kissed death on the lips, it shocked death which made him loosened his grip a lot and puss ran away as quick as possible but nearly not believing what just happened. Shocked death was but also blushing just stood like a statue….]

At night

Puss: Oh god oh god lobo is going to keell me, why did I do that..!

Death: That shitty gato…..

|| 2 months passed without seeing each other || (Puss goes to his favorite spot to relax, which is near a river and a grass patch)

*The ominous whistle*

[Puss got startled and looked behind]

Death: Well hello gato.

Puss: (shaking) Are you here for my soul….?

Death: no, just came to my favorite spot and I see you here

Puss: (relieved) Oh? Heh sorry.

Death: ,…. [ sits next to puss] *silence*

Puss: Uhh hey lobo..? Death: *glance over* what

Puss: I just want to say I’m really sorry for annoying you

Death:….. it’s fine I guess.

Puss: Can you tell me when will my time is up?

Death: …..to be honest…..very soon

Puss: oh……

Death: what your going to hide?*smirks*

Puss: *chuckles* ha , I’m puss, I don’t hide

Death: Oh so your not scared I’m taking Your soul soon?

Puss: Well kind of, but now I realized it’s just life, you come, you will eventually go, because there is no point of running when it will always still come.

Death: *kind of surprised* Oh? Thought you never would say that. After all, your just a shitty gato.

Puss: *kind of hurt* you know, about when you pinned me down, um I just had to get away.

Death: (since he is death he sometimes can tell if people are telling the truth by their face) hm, don’t lie

Puss: huh?

Death: I’m death, I can tell by your face your not telling me the truth.

Puss: ………

Death: Awww what, gato can’t speak? Ha!

Puss: (stands up) …….. Ya! What if I am not telling the truth?! Because I have this thing and. I don’t know what it is and it’s making me be nice to you! It’s making me stay awake all night thinking about you but I’m just a shitty gato! Ya! I’m just a shitty gato *starts to cry* A god dam shitty gato! *Runs*

Death: Wait I didn’t……..

|| Non of them spoke to each other though if they say each other, it continued for months, Until one day death had enough || Death:*finds puss alone in a alley* (whistles)

Puss: What do you want. If you want my soul it’s all yours, you can take it.

Death: ….*holds puss up*

Puss: Just take it aleardy

[kissed…..puss was shocked, but for since he also kind of enjoyed he just looked the other way,] Death: do you have my message clear?

Puss: *looks opposite way but blushing* clear…

Death: good*turns around and leaves

[urlocalps4]

# life as a discord kitten (Idia x Gn!Reader)

description: you’re Idia’s discord kitten but suddenly Azul texts you…

(Y/N)’s POV

I was sitting on the lounge of ramshackle, sitting on magicam. I saw Cater post something about Ace getting “off with your head” by riddle for asking who’s ligma . I started laughing and liked the post. Suddenly I saw I got a call on discord. It was from Idia, the discord mod. He was a very known mod in the NRC discord server, not only because he was a dorm leader, but because he was also active most of the time there, and he kept banning people who posted on general. I became his discord kitten a few months ago after he asked me “are you lost baby :smug emoji;” to which I replied with “yes of course I am lost. I'm poor because Crowley won't give me money” to which he replied “Don't worry, I'll give you Discord nitro if you become my kitten” to which I responded with “Yes Daddy😍😍”. At first it was ironic, but now I use him to give me discord nitro and money. I put makeup on to make him give me more discord nitro, and hopped on VC. He opened his camera and I saw his face full of Cheeto dust. He said “Hey kitten” (this part was done by my friend @call-me-pittoo ! the rest is by me ^^)

I then turned my camera on, after all i did spend 2 hours getting ready for him. “hey, lord do you look ever fine with that cheeto dust all on your face” i said while sweating profusely. “awww you looks so cute did you spend all this time to get ready for me? zamn that deserves 3k in money😍” oh em gee just as i heard him say that i fixed my posture and then said cutely “omg thank you hehe” he then smiled and said he’s gonna hang up because he has to deal with his other discord kittens, to which i kind of felt relieved but then hung up without hesitation. Suddenly, I get a message from Azul which is quite a rare occurrence because i don’t talk to him on Discord. His message said “Hey Y/N, I know you’re Idia’s discord kitten but how about you be mine? I can offer 1 year worth of discord and 10k at first if you’d like” damn. is what i thought to myself so i decided to text him back without a single thought in my head like every time i do something on discord.

“Omg of course! you’re offering me more then what Idia usually does so i think it’ll be worth it. do i have to deal with any of your contracts or…” because like. who would wanna be in a contract with Azul😕 (me) then i send that message and he replies fast. that makes me think to myself that maybe he’s also a discord mod like Idia. “No of course not, this is just me being nice :)” that smile thing made me uneasy about this… but… money… nitro… Azul. it’s worth it! so then i reply in 0.7 seconds and say “okay im in! how should i tell this to Idia tho…” Azul then reply’s reassuringly “I’m more then sure that he’ll be fine with it, if not i’ll do something about it” then you decided that it’s reasonable so ur like “ damn okay 🫣” so then you decided to tell idia.

“Idia… I have something to tell you, please don’t get mad at me.” you text while almost sobbing. “my kitten, my love, my sweetie, my everything that’s above everyone else, what is it you must say?” you then nervously text back “I have decided to leave you for Azul, my beloved im so sorry…. He offered 10k and nitro for a year” Idia then decided to calls you while panicking. “My kitten no! how dare you leave me for him? how about uh 1k a week?! or anything?!” you see how bad he’s panicking, then suddenly you get a message from Azul. “Y/N. Do not accept the offer. i see what he’s trying to do.” you then panicked because how the hell does azul know what’s going on?! you then tell idia “I’m sorry, i have to refuse this beautiful offer my beloved. I say this is the last of our discord relationship…” Idia then starts to sob and then he hangs up.

you decided to block Idia and then text Azul back. “How did you know what’s going on?… and don’t worry I didn’t accept his offer🫣”

“I have my ways. and thank you Y/N. I know I can treat you better than he can

And any girl like you deserves a gentleman

Tell me why are we wasting time

On all your wasted crying

When you should be with me instead?

I know I can treat you better

Better than he can”

omg look how thoughtful he is😍😍 he sent a song! at this point you fall in love with azul. you then got a message from Idia even tho you thought you blocked him.

“Im not done with you…”

[sundaeserenade]

hey, i'm a regular visitor of your blog/fics but i kinda stay ghost (still leave comments on ao3 tho bc i'm not a complete asshole). i just learned that you were going on hiatus (which is absolutely fine!) because of peeps hating your Green characterization?? which is SO DUMB and i'm so so sorry you got the brunt of it. take the time you need, step away from fandom. i'll still love reading you when you get back and i won't be the only one lol ^^ take care sundae!

AWWW THANK YOU!! i mean, for reading and your nice words and your support 💕

It's not really people getting onto me about my portrayals, it's kinda just people wanting more content...after just receiving new content.

It's kind of a "straw that broke the camel's back" type of deal because. of just other things that have been going on fandom wise. and then just not getting feedback on some things bc i don't know WHAT works or what doesn't sometimes.

i think it's a lot of things that culminated into a big thing. and, at the end of the day, i just wanna write. and sometimes the cons of sharing outweigh the pros of it. but i also am very aware people want to see the end of things...which just reminds me that they're here primarily for content and content only at the end of the day. and some take that too far by asking for more

so you see the spiral im in! but im not in that spiral currently. I'm on hiatus! so i'm being a fool and generally not concerning myself with others opinions. but i appreciate this message a lot. thank you!!

[i-am-beckyu]

the ppl in the overworld are a little bit of both. they can look over humans kinda like guardian angels, but they can also be more like gods and look over their world and adjust things like weather or time of day. there's more where that came from buuuut that's spoilers >:3

some realms, the overworld & underworld specifically have like a mark system. i haven't gotten it completely figured out yet (except for dream's. his is cool :D) buuut like it's set up as like one mark is superior to another mark. (and another useless worldbuilding thing is the population in the overworld & underworld can be either born or spawned in, and in tommy's case, he was spawned in)

tommy in the overworld wasn't five (i think that's what you meant by asking, maybe i read it wrong) , i think in one of the drafts i wrote he was 119 or smth i can't remember. i'll probably adjust that to make it fit the non-existent timeline. but he does spawn in at five! another part of the life trial is getting a little sample of mortal life, just to be able to connect with mortals better while back in the overworld working, since the schooling system in the overworld touches that topic but doesn't go into deep detail. but yeah spawning in he's only five so 100% his appearance mixing with his very-much-not-five mentality just spits out "i'm not a child" energy (and remarks) dfgfjfsdj

BINGOO you hit that! ofc he doesn't want to leave, he's emotionally attached to them all :')

ASDHGDFS I ALLURE?? i- is that a bad thing for a viewer?? i mean idk i agree with quackity (totally random to bring one specific moment of him up lmao sorry) i am randomly very secretive about things,,,, so i definitely gatekeep things a lil too much but i meeean alluring isn't necessarily negative??? but i can try to be more...non-gatekeep-y dsjfsd

oh and yeah dream sent the message :] what ever could it be? (spoiler alert: his first task! and the letter is a hello and instructions. paper & pencil come in later)

hhh i feel like i can say a lot but at the same time it's like...just scene stuff that is either spoilers or just boring interactions between ppl,,,,, maybe i can dig up some old serenity writing for u instead :D (or both, who knows)

HMMM what do i want in return for the crimebois draft? hmhmmmm HMMMMM i would likeee mayhem trio fanart!! can be anything you want, i just need to see some more fanart of us >:D

i gotta find that fic tho and maybe just update it a lil bit,,,

mm now i get 3d's liking of splurging. it's so fun! :00

Oooooo okie so fancy and kinda majestic nice!

And yeah I meant he’s 5 in the mortal realm with what I now know as 119 old mentality which now begs the question: does time work differently in different realms? Or are people in the overworld like immortal?

Awwww heck yeah! Get emotionally attached!!!!

And Awww he’s got tasks to do. I hope some of them are really obscure and have everyone around him questioning Tommys sanity.

And you are a little secretive but so am I! I like surprising people ❤️😉

Lol I think I can do that.

[madisonbeersource]

Ohhh what a nice surprise to read your message 💙 Don't worry, it's okay because you replied later. Awww I find it super cute that you re-read my message three times, sweetie 😍

And yes, I really think your ideas are so good..... I wish Madison would make an album dedicated to fairy tales.

Ohhhh it's so special that Homesick got to you like that, even if it was with a bad night (and I'm sorry for that). I find it very... I don't know, inspiring that you connected so much with the song and came to tears. Letting off steam is very important.

Oh angel, as I already wrote to you I'm sure everyone appreciates and loves that you are always here to solve questions and talk to your followers. I don't know anyone else who does that, even on other platforms, and it would seem unfair not to tell you what I think. Sometimes it's sad not to express your appreciation or how much you value something, so I try to always do that 💕

AND... OMG DANGEROUS JUST CAME OUT. What do you think about the song? I love it. I think it's very beautiful and emotional, although I would have liked the video clip to be more developed and to have changed the outfits, the staging... Of course this way, together with the orchestra, it was very intimate and elegant.

AND WOOOOW CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE DRESS? It's a fantasy. Mads looks like a princess

Ohhh you called me little star dust 💫 I'm going to cry 😢

Je t'aime aussi, Bri 🌘👽🌙

ISTG you're my favorite person to reply to even tho I SUCK AT REPLYING. forgive me! 😢

OMG YESSSS A TWISTED MADISON BEER AKA GRIM!! istg I'm gonna pitch the idea to someone, LIKE I DREAM ABOUT TAYLOR SWIFT MAKING AN ALBUM BASED ON THE GREEK GODDESSES!! imagine how good this would b

YEAH it honestly helped me understand what happened this night as well as my mom's guidance but thank u luv it was a night i needed to experience i think but yet i wouldn't want to go through it again! yeah i don't cry a lot but when i do it's meaningful u know like i'm not a crier but crying is a cathartic in a way!! i think people that cry a lot are among the strongest!

FUCK THIS SONG IS THE DEATH OF ME ISTG HER VOCALSSSS!! it was an elegant staging and i think it suited the song so well ...like she was dressed up as a dark cloud like just like the song feels it's a sad ballad on a rainy cloud you know....and i liked how it represented how lonely she felt during this time, as if everyone was doing their things they had in common and she was the only one that didn't fit and the way everyone was leaving but her meaning that she stayed when it was obviously time for her to get off the strage of the rls ....UGH POWERFUL!!

OMG THE DRESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHE ATE AND LEFT NO CRUMBS W THIS DRESS I LOVED IT SO MUCH !!

yes you're my stardust now!!!<33

m'awww lemme adopt you now<3