#no one saw the original post okay AHAHA no one

[mikayesha]

I like to think i'm funny:,)

[bluedalahorse]

POV: Young Royals is an early 2000s Web 1.0 juggernaut megafandom

During my hiatus earlier this week, @heliza24 and I had a conversation about what Young Royals fandom would be like if it were not a modestly-sized tumblr fandom in the 2020s, but rather an early 00s juggernaut megafandom like the kind you saw on livejournal and individual web pages scattered throughout the internet.

Note: the tone here is 100% silly and inspired by a) my personal history in long ago fandoms and b) repeated viewings of fandom history videos by @strange-aeons. The internet had a bit more of a “wild west” feeling back in those days and you will see that reflected in our ideas.

A lightly edited transcript of my conversation with heliza about fanfic archive names and potential early internet dramas follows…

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blue: So here’s a topic of discussion YR fandom hasn't done yet. What would each pairing's archive be called if we were watching this show in 2003? I feel like Wilmon would have a few archives, each with a different flavor. Like there'd be a catch-all archive that's pretty friendly and welcoming, an archive just made up of fics where they're adults, and then something for kink and/or dark fic (or those would be separate)

heliza: Our weird multi shipping poly archive is called sprucewood obvs!

blue: Oh there'd probably also be a Wilmon archive that's Edmar RPF-friendly

heliza: One of them would be called The Frog Prince and the Popstar. Maybe that's the RPF favorable one, idk.

blue: Originally was going to say the catch-all, but I think you're right. The catch-all friendly archive would be The Fish Tank.

heliza: Yes love that ahaha. Is the kinky one like Fuck the Monarchy or something like that?

blue: Something like that. Although. Okay there might be two adult archives, but only as a result of an intense fandom schism I feel like there'd be an offshoot of Fuck the Monarchy for people who want King Wilhelm and Prince Consort Simon. Something like King & Consort.

heliza: Ahahah yes perfect. I think there would be a separate Sargust archive! What would you call it?

blue: Yes! With a little cordoned off adult section with its own name. Hmmm I haven't thought of a name yet but I feel like the web design of it would be very Goth.

heliza: Absolutely.

blue: Black backgrounds. Blood red rose incorporated in the web design. Horses, naturally.

heliza: ... The Stables?

blue: Secret Stables

heliza: Yes good

blue: The adult section of the website would be called something extreme like ~Bit & Bridle~

heliza: Perfect

blue: The Stedrika archive is called Lavender Crush because of Stella's hair in S2. It's small but the webmistress is very dedicated and very transparent with her updates.

heliza: yes haha and she's always trying to convert people to femslash. I feel like she would eventually let Sara/Felice and Maddie/Rosh in as well.

blue: I think she co-runs a second site called Manor House which is all YR femmeslash.

heliza: oh right of course

blue: The other webmistress of that site is her wife ten years later.

heliza: Yessss. Strangeaeons makes a video about them. Because there's enough drama but then they end up together

blue: Yes! I think the other mod ran a Rosh and Ayub fan page. Oh there'd be a general fandom archive called Hillerska Skolan Library or something, but it would be a lot of cross-posting. 

blue: I feel like we need a Forest Ridge archive too.

heliza: Is that where the Walty and Nilcent goes?

blue: Yes. And like. Alexander being shipped with various people. I feel like it's 2003 so there's lots of combos. And some Wilhelm/Simon/Henry? It would exist, don't ask me how I know, it's just vibes.

heliza: There's a renegade writer who keeps writing Wilhelm/Nils and one who posts August/Simon and it sends the site into an epic fight because there are some mods who insist that this is for ALL THE BOYS EXCEPT SIMON AND WILHELM. And some of them don't mind.

blue: Omg there'd be a small August/Simon archive too

heliza: The lavender crush people are like "wow those boyslashers are intense"

blue: But it's all cross-posting with Forest Ridge… Oh god. Oh god I just thought of the name of the Simon/August archive help.

heliza: Go on

blue: Ok ok… it's a rowing pun… forgive me… it'd be called… Take Out Your Cox

heliza: АНАНАНАНА INCREDIBLE

blue: There's actually a violent schism among sargusters about whether it's ok to also ship Simon/August or not. This schism lines up almost exactly with one's sargust kink preferences and ability to have a sense of humor.

heliza: "It's incest if you ship both!!!"

blue: If a sargust has written dom August, then they are against Simon/August. If a sargust writes Sara domming or writes them switchy, and they have a sense of humor, they definitely write Simon/August… also is the Forest Ridge archive just called Forest Ridge? Wait. The Forest Ridge Archive is called On The Table.

heliza: Oh yes perfect.

blue: OK ALSO—IT IS 2002 OF COURSE THERE IS AN INCEST ARCHIVE SIGH. "Royal Family Affairs" or something.

heliza: Wilhelm/Erik would be big I think

blue: Wilhelm/Erik, Erik/August, any number of other things. Ok but is it primarily dudeslash. Do they shut out the Kristina/Carl Johan shippers? Is that on fandom_wank?

heliza: I feel like the mods would have to let it on because technically it fits the description. But there would be a side chat bitching about it. Wilhelm/August!!! There would be that too.

blue: The mods who are against Kristina/Carl Johan would bitch in an AlM chatroom. Eventually screencaps are leaked, and the Kristina/Carl Johan people start their own archive called Unfortunate Romance.

blue: Ok one more thing. We need a name for the Felice specific archive. Where the Felice/Wilhelm/Simon polyshippers hang out in abundance. I grant this one to you, heliza.

heliza: Is that not Sprucewood? Or a different name?

blue: I leave it to you!

heliza: We haven't used sprucewood yet so I think we should!

blue: Sounds good to me!

heliza: Or if it's just Felice centered it could be Modern Nobility. I think Sprucewood is a reactionary thing actually, where the mods specifically say that all ships are allowed after drama has gone down at enough of the other sites.

blue: Yes. Sprucewood is also the most poly and kink friendly of the sites.

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That’s all for now! Stay tuned for polls later today about which archives you would have frequented! (And if anyone is better than me at photoshopping/edits/etc and wants to make mockups of what the layouts of these imaginary Y2K websites would look like, down to the “this website contains SLASH, which means hot man on man action, don’t like don’t read, click the third comma in the second paragraph tp enter!” lengthy disclaimer page, then go forth. I think it would be funny.)

[archivistea]

please god post the pictures i dont play that game and i wanna see how bad they did that guy

HELPPPP okay yeah bet anything for u bestie

This got long I’m sorry

basically since na server is a year behind the cn server I remember seeing these last year and now it’s just like 😀 haha great bc THIS ONE is back again

so for na server’s first anniv it was like. first kiss themed i think 💀 I don’t play tot anymore but I did pull artem’s first anniv card and then dipped yippee

anyway for the second anniv it’s proposal themed ft. the first time they actually. well. bang 😭😭😭 jaw hit the floor when I saw the change in age rating like HYV HELLO

here r the pics from the trailer

yeah

since this is literally an otome game this kind of fan service is to be expected yk.

but when I watched someone on the cn server generously post their playthrough of the second anniv cards last year artem’s really rubbed me the wrong way and it wasn’t until I came on here and some of the tot blogs I follow also shared a similar sentiment that i was actually able to realize why!!

god I wish I could find the original post I’m thinking abt bc op made so many good points but

basically they made the socially awkward doesn’t know how to talk to women married to his work senior attorney at themis law firm into this 😭 and even tho artem’s my favorite and part of me is like “ahaha damn” at this art (it’s very nice art) it just loses a lot of who he is and how he would treat his relationship w mc (to me at least)

and to make matters worse if I remember correctly he proposes at his boss’ wedding 😭😭like the reason they’re all dressed fancy is bc they were literally AT Celestine’s wedding

I love her btw she’s artem and mc’s number 1 supporter

BUT ANYWAYS

Artem literally googles how to talk to someone you like and buys books on romance like he’s studying for an exam you really think he’s going to be this smooth

and he would literally never take that spotlight away from Celestine by doing that at her wedding even though she knew and wanted him to and was chill w it bc ofc she would

I just think there could have been a different way to go abt this story that could be much more meaningful 😭😭 and I’m usually not one to shy away from fanservice but. HES NOT ANOTHER JUMIN HAN

I didnt go through my mysmes phase in high school for this

anyway yeah that’s all

[flokali]

I'm loving your posts on touch starved! zhongli, I find it so cute and amusing to see him like this. Okay, my request is that let say reader(afab of this request) had a very detailed dragon tattoo (on one of her thigh or on her waist) how would Zhongli reacted to seeing the stunning tattoo (that look exactly like his dragon form) for the first time during one of this his "worship" session.

Slight NSF_W

Ahh, I loved this request from the moment I got it… I got super burnt out though so it took me like, months - literally >_< Ahaha;; I hope it was at least decent!

Warnings: Afab! Reader, yandere!Zhongli, SAGAU, implied Dom!Reader/Sub!Zhongli, unhealthy relationship dynamics, Zhongli pins you down, making out (?), heaving touching; ask to tag anything else!

Ever since your unexpected arrival into the world of Teyvat, your life had taken a turn — transforming into something you never thought could become your life; that included, and highlighted, the sudden worship of your name. After all, you were just you, nothing particularly deity-worthy; so why was it that now you were revered as an idol above the heavens itself?

You still remember getting the tattoo; it had to be done in three sessions due to the amount of detail and its size – it wrapped itself around your waist and decorated your body as if it had always been there; protectively hugging you close as if your guardian. It was a dragon, you had wanted this design ever since you’d seen it hanging on the tattoo artist’s wall, with striking golden and orange-yellow scales and horns, its long body entranced you with the way it seemed to float out of the paper — when asked, the artist was more than eager to ink it on your skin.

You never thought you’d find someone who’d resemble the tattoo – at least not in the way Zhongli did. After all, in what world did dragons live and breathe or golden-eyed humans wander the streets? Surely, not yours.

In his human form, his eyes caught your own immediately - you recognized a familiar glow in them; they were nothing short of a copy of the ones carved on your skin - but it became abundantly clear the similarities were far more than you had originally thought when you stood in front the depictions of Rex Lapiz decorating a particular temple you had been guided inside of.

It was one of the hundreds of monuments dedicated to you (an idea that you still struggled to come to terms with); but this one was special - Ningguang and the historians beside you had said — for it shows the moment Rex Lapiz, the Geo Archon, first dedicated himself to you and your worship.

You knew who the Lord of Geo was, how could you forget when you had been rendered speechless the first time you met Zhongli in the game, and maybe that was why your breath felt like it had been knocked out of your lungs as you saw the intricate patterns that beautified the walls; it felt like the ink on your skin was burning up.

Once the trip was over and you had been led back to the place you were now calling home, you quickly came to the decision to never show your tattoo to anyone as you remembered the jealous gazes in everyone’s eyes as you showed even the slightest bit of favor towards anyone; how would they react to knowing you had a tattoo identical to the dragon form of Morax?

But it’s in moments of passion where common sense seems to disappear.

You’d always been so cautious to not let his hands drift too far up your waist as to uncover the delicate ink decorating your torso but your mind was hazy and filled to the brim with the feeling of his fingers delicately lifting your silk garments off, his eyes were closed as he littered your neck with the softest kisses, his other hand caressing your hand that laid flat against his bare chest.

“Z-Zhongli…” You moan out, this was one of the few times you let him start things off and your head was brimming with the intoxicating feeling of him.

“Your highness,” he moans against your shoulder, “please… allow me to take this off.”

He paws at your dress desperately as if he wanted to destroy the stupid boundary limiting his love, it was almost cute how agriviated he seemed by the soft fabric, all he wanted to do was show you his love – show you how much he worshiped you.

“Please do.” You don’t even realize your words until you feel your shoulder straps being undone, the fabric falling against your chest and pooling under your feet.

He opens his eyes, he steps away to take away your body – the sight of utmost holiness, the most sacred figure in the whole world; one only he could bear witness to. His shining amber eyes finally trailing down to your waist and his breath hitches and he wonders if his heart has stopped beating from the shock.

A dragon so similar to his own form as Morax laid across your body, circling your waist proudly, his knees feel weak and his cheeks grow heavy with excess blood circulating around his face - he felt flustered, he couldn’t breathe; you… you loved him so much, respected and acknowledged his work and admiration for you to the point you decorated your body with him? Probably

not, maybe he was getting all in his head, letting his pride get the better of him, but the thought was too nice, too pleasing for him to ignore. Call him a naive, selfish, and egocentric fool to believe such a thing but oh, was he the happiest fool in Teyvat.

Before you can fully note the look in his eyes or acknowledge the absolute mess you’ve put yourself in by letting him view the tattoo, he practically launches himself and you into the bed. You stumble backwards, his previously dominating (though it’d be incredibly kind to call it that) attitude is replaced by one of pure worship, his headspace fully transforming into one filled with you as he’s back to being a young god, lost in the world looking for acceptance by the one being he felt he could turn to: you.

His hands travel around your body as if frantically trying to memorize every curve of your person, his kisses became sloppy and desperate as he tried engraving the taste and feel of you into his very being.

“Ah, gh…” You let out, hands come to grasp at his long hair in an attempt to ground yourself from the way he loved your body.

“Y-your highness,” his hands kept tracing the ink, his heart beating faster and faster the more he looked at it, “I’m… ah, thank you for al-allowing me the opportunity to worship y-you-agh.. D-damn it!”

You can’t even reply properly, his sudden change in character and the sheer strength he used to make sure you were kept nice and pretty beneath him leaving you speechless. Oh heavens, you will be in for quite a treat when this is over and Zhongli asks you about the tattoo once he’s in a more stable mindset.

…

His ego gets boosted, insanely so, even if you explain to him it’s technically not him he’ll still find some way to twist your words around and convince himself, and maybe even others, otherwise. It’s almost as if he’s back to being the young, prideful man known as Morax—he can’t help himself.

Zhongli knows humility and humbleness are two important traits he ought to always carry, if not for himself then at least for you, but how can he? Is this not proof that he’s your favorite? How can you explain such markings if not the result of his hard work? If not with him in mind then it must have been the fates, the universe subtly telling both you and himself about the future, one where you two are connected in more ways than he had originally conceived.

Is it egocentric of him? Yes, absolutely and he knows it very well – he’s vain not stupid, but he doesn’t mind; not when it finally validates millennia of suffering and hardships.

[kumoriyami-xiuzhen]

Café Enchanté 2019 Halloween SS - 『Trick or Treat!』 English translation

This is one of the only two things I can translate for Café Enchanté... and well it is October. Not sure if or when i’ll get to translating the other thing as I’m mostly focused on Hakuoki Yuugiroku right now (though at a severely reduced pace unfortunately)... also I am not entirely sure if i will be making this post solely available on patreon later due to the nature of the content (aka this came from one of Otomate’s websites and my policy is basically to do things that minimizes potential problems to myself). 

anyway, since my switch isn’t working right now, I didn’t go check to see if I was using game-accurate terms.... and my translation of this story may not be 100% accurate since I did not translate this from Japanese. 

enjoy~

Cafe Enchanté 2019 Halloween SS -  『Trick or Treat!』

Translation by KumoriYami

——October 31st.

In the human world, it was an exciting day called "Halloween."

Even the non-humans who were the strongest last BOSSes of the world who gathered on the street where Cafe Enchanté was located  were no exception——

Canus:……

Misyr · Il · Ignis · Rindo:……

Canus: Wh-Why are you all staring at me like that? Is there something wrong...

Misyr: Nn~ ahahaha. Not really. Though if asked if something was strange or not, it'd obviously be strange, right?

Rindo: It feels like the punchline ran away from that [???]...... Isn't that a Jack-o-Lantern?

Il: No, that's very different from the reference materials I saw before.

——To say the least, aren't there flames coming out of the pumpkin demon's eyes and mouth?

Ignis: Canus, the inside of pumpkin you used must have been delicious. Don't waste food.

Canus: U-Um, of course. Maybe she'll bake a pumpkin pie when she comes back..... but, is this really bad? Originally, I wanted a prepare a full-body costume.

Ignis: Regardless if you did that, you wouldn't have had that choice....

Rindo: Ahaha...... it should be said that it looks novel——it feels very eye-catching.

Il: Speaking of which, the store owner hasn't returned yet――Did the shopping district meeting get extended?

Misyr: Maybe. All the shops around here are doing something for Halloween, and there will be a mountain of problems associated with the children's itineraries and so on.

Ignis: Che...... Even if you hide Enchanté's existence, it's annoying how you can't hide the the fact it's on this street. I'm not interested in dressing up.

Canus: However, she rarely encourages us to participate in events like this. I cannot agree with your approach.

Ignis:......I know. I didn't say I hated it though, okay?

Il: Hm...... I've suddenly thought up a costume idea. But even if we don't disguise ourselves, if we just remove the recognition obstruction and return to our original appearances――that is to say our non-human forms, wouldn't all our problems be solved?

Rindo: S-Since I can only see a future where my superiors cut my salary, please spare me.....?

Misyr: Ahaha. Well～ regardless of Rindo's overtime and financial circumstances, it's the so-called when in Rome, do as Romans do...…. though it might be a bit different. Still this is a special event, so if you don't obediently enjoy it, it'll be your loss.

Canus: Nn. There are other costumes available. You should change before she comes back.

Ignis:……Ha, I get it. It's just....... seeing your appearance as a pumpkin demon, I'm a little worried about what kind of outfit you chose for me.......

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——30 minutes later.

After the first person finished changing clothes.

Misyr:――Trick of treat! If you don't give me some treats, the human world will become covered in corpses? ——Just kidding.

Il: Trick or treat! I don't play tricks, so will you please give me some treats? If possible, please give me some ice cream!

Ignis: Hey, the stupid fallen angel over there. That's blackmail, right? You can't choose the type of treat you get.

Il: You can't? I really don't think I want to play tricks though——

Rindo: Haha. It's not impossible since he's a really gentle Frankenstein. As for the Demon King....... even if you gave him some treats, he will still likely play tricks.

Misyr: Oh, sorry. I keep my promises. Add— ition—ally? Today I am not the Demon King, but a Zombie King! ——I'll bite you and turn you into my zombie companion～★

Canus: Fufufu...... you're having a lot of fun/you're very happy, Misyr.

Misyr: Well. It's great that everyone is having fun. Furthermore, there are never any chances to dress up...... so wouldn't it be better to be thorough to have more fun?

Rindo: Having said that...... you seem more dignified, Misyr. If you continued that, you might seem more like a demon king than usual.

Misyr: What? Did you say something? Do you your guts to be pulled out? If it's Rindo, you'll be able to handle it regardless of how many times that happens★

Rindo:  I didn't say anything?!

Il:————(Chew chew)

Ignis: Hey, what did you suddenly start eating? Where the hell did that cupcake come from.

Canus:――Huh!? Il wanted to eat something sweet, so I just took that out of the cupboard......

Misyr: Hahaha, it's an overprotective pumpkin demon.

Ignis: Are you qualified to say that?

Il: Ohmnomnom [basically Il is eating and I have no idea what else to write here].

Ignis: Don't talk while eating!

Rindo: Fufu. well, since Il is eating cupcakes, it's our turn to change, right? Ignis.

Ignis: Ha...... okay. My costume looks very simple, and there are a lot of knickknacks...... what sort of costume is this? This……

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Ignis, who returned after changing, was wearing――

Misyr:............Wow——......

Canus: Oohh......

Ignis:――What. What's with your reactions. Does this....... look strange?

Canus: No...... it's just a bit surprising.

Misyr:――Yes yes. I thought you were someone wearing a wolf kirugumi.

Rindo: I also thought he looked like a werewolf......

Ignis: That's because of your impressions of how I'm a flaming wolf...... isn't it? I tried not to minimize my original features since this is just supposed to be a disguise/costume.

Il: I think it suits you, Ignis. Pirates are always associated with a sense of roughness, which is just like you——

Ignis:——Okay, you hikikomori. Starting from today, I'll be eating all of your desserts. Aren't pirates associated with "looting"?

Il:……?! I, I refuse! I was praising you, so why?!

Misyr: But a pirate's costume has a man's sense of romance. I think it's cool.

Canus: Then, Rindo?

Rindo:……

Misyr: · Canus · Ignis · Il:………………

Rindo: Oya...... that's the same reaction as Canus, but——

Ignis:......! That's it. You're "someone prepared poison because of overwork"!

Misyr: That's it!

Il: ! That's right.

Canus:......Oh. That's all I can think of too.

Rindo:――It's not that. Speaking of which, isn't it because of you all that I'm needing to work so hard? Anyway..... this is a scientist costume.

Ignis: A scientist?

Rindo: Right. This was probably prepared based on the image off my colleague, Mikado.

Il: So it's like that. This is the so-called "mad scientist".

Canus: Nn. Hearing you say that, it does remind me of how Mikado dresses.

Ignis: Then the liquid inside that syringe is——

Rindo: Oh, this is fruit juice. This can be used when kids are thirsty――. It seems that what's inside can be changed easily.

Misyr: Hm, these recent accessories are a lot more sophisticated. In the past, Halloween costumes were more simple......

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In this way, as time passed, they all expressed their opinions about their costumes——

Canus: Nn...... it's been a long time. She should be returning soon.

Misyr:  Ah, that's right. I just finished changing, but why don't we all greet her together as we are?

Ignis: Ah? Li-Like this....... Ah～...... it's embarrassing......

Rindo: Haha, but wouldn't she be very happy?

Il: Yes, I think so. The manager was full of enthusiastism while she was thinking about a Halloween menu for today.

Canus: Indeed. I think she was looking forward to today.

Ignos: I, I get it........ Then....... if I'm gooing to have to do this――I'm going to do it like a pirate!

Misyr: Okay, okay. That's the spirit. ——Now, speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear.

A familiar silhouette was heading straight to Enchanté's door and moved to open it.

Misyr and the others were waiting for her arrival, and as the door bell rang:

"Trick or treat!"

end

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tn: The part where it says last “BOSS” was actually in English in the tl I used and the original text... but i had to make it plural since that grammatically did not work in English.

original link for this was (remove square brackets): [http://][blog.][otomate.][jp/info/article/2019/1031-4304.php]

[masterhandss]

Your “Nicol’s Lady” theory!!! You predicted it!!! Congratulations on your win!!!

THANK YOU AHAHA

It means so much to me that Fray's identity as the lady has been canonically confirmed by the anime. No words can describe the happiness and relief that I feel.

I know it's getting annoying that I shove my theory down people's throats so now that it's canon, you wont have to hear about it from me anymore haha qwq. I acknowledge that I may not even be the first one to think of that theory, especially since for Japanese fans Suzanna and Fray being sisters was obvious since they got to be introduced to Fray with her correct name, unlike western fans who got Fray Landoor instead. I keep parading around like it's *my theory* but I know some people could have figured it out without seeing my tumblr or reddit posts.

I acknowledge that the theory isn't necessarily mine, but I like to think that I’m the one who put it to the forefront qwq I never saw anyone else talk about it on reddit or tumblr except for me, and I can't speak for the japanese fandom, so I think I can take this as a W right??

Even if I'm not the first one who thought of this theory, it feels like it so I've been celebrating like it is. I know it's probably annoying to people who don't follow me or aren't in my circle of friends, but I don't care. This episode, this character and everything I've theorized about them for the past few months means a lot to me. I know it sounds cringey and dramatic that I'm going crazy over a character and a theory, but the hours i've spent writing and thinking about Nicol, Fray, Suzanna and Ginger are special and irreversible.

I’ve always suspected it (since I was obsessed with the extra web novel chapters that the light novels never adapted, wit, and when a friend brought it up again (hey Rosa :DD) and another friend got interested in the anonymous girl (hey Jade :DD) I felt like my suspicions held weight.

The Fray is Nicol's Lady and the Fray and Suzanna are sisters theory has a special place in my heart because of all the shenanigans i've gotten because of it. It's that kind of thing where I felt like I was just making forced connections because there wasn't a lot of evidences, but also they start to unravel and confirm itself over time.

Okay random but I just want to reminisce about the time when I originally wrote the essay for the theory, and I tried to post it on reddit but it kept being deleted by bots so me and some pals on the hamfura discord did like 30+ different tests all night (in my case) just to figure out what word I used that was getting my Fray Theory deleted (it was the word "join")(yes I was that desperate to get people to know about my theory). Or that time someone commented on my drawing on pixiv if I really believed that Fray was the lady from Volume 5 (and I said yes) and a few hours later they added a proper description for Fray in the japanese hamefura wiki that notes that she could be the lady. The things I do for this theory lmao.

I've spent so much of the night before the anime episode aired worrying about Fray's involvement, since she wasn't in the previews. Thankfully I woke up to a few discord @s and tumbr @s of people notifying me that my theory is correct (such as yourself), which makes me so happy!! To think that some of my followers thought of me and notified me when this episode aired makes me speechless!!

I have loved Fray and Ginger for so long, even though they only showed up in one (technically two now :)) light novel chapters and one web novel chapter, even when they didn't have a face. Now that so many people know of them and like them makes me so happy, I feel like Satoru Yamaguchi all of a sudden hahaha

Before I really felt like I was just jumping to conclusions and making forced connections, but now that it’s all being confirmed one by one, it feels cathartic.

And today's episode adapted LN5's A Lady for Nicol so well. It is undeniably one of the best episodes of the season, and in the series in general. To no one's surprise, the most beautiful episode goes to the most beautiful character lmao.

I was legit crying the entire time I watched the episode, and my sister was playing "Sweet Victory" the entire time to support me hahaha.

I still feel like Ginger got the short end of the stick, but like I said I'll take what I can get. Everything I've been waiting for, the Suzanna-Fray connection, The Lady confirmation, and an adaption of Ginger's webnovel chapter, were all in Season 2 Episode 8. This really is my favorite episode now, I can't calm down fsjdhfg this episode is everything to me.

This is the last time that I'll be able to fuss and gush about Fray and Ginger in this way, since everyone is aware of them now. They aren't my special snowflake anymore, and honestly I'm really happy about that. I want to see fanfics and fanarts with them as soon as possible, I love them that much. I'm crying.

Thank you for the ask :))

[m0e-ru]

eight months in somebody actually asked me abt visualive instead of me immediately annoying ppl about it without former notice. I might actually write properly for once 😳😳😳

OK OK!!!!! In this essay I will.... I will.... Visualive Adachi.... Visu/BURSTS INTO TEARS/

OKAY OKAY for real I just care Visualive so much (as someone who can’t fully understand Japanese AHAHA)

First I’ll add some foundation about what Visualive really is, then I talk abt Adachi in the latter parts of it because this is technically the first time I’m properly talking about this hehe 🐿

T....table of contents???

Visualive

Visualive the Evolution

Masami Itou

Visualive Adachi

Visualive the Evolution Adachi

Terms and Legend

VL - Visualive

VLE - Visualive the Evolution

stage - shortened for “stageplay”

面白い - omoshiroi (it’s just that specific)

Yuuya - VL Hero name

Hayato - VLE Hero name

Baba - Hero

Masami - Adachi

Taniguchi - Dojima

Saotome - Daisuke

Mamiya - Izanami

I add honorifics but sometimes I forget the hyphen intentionally or unintentionally I’m sorry if it makes it hard to read lol

all links have automatic timestamps for easy viewing. i mean. i hope the timestamps work

VISUALIVE “Persona 4.” A stage adaptation of SMT: Persona 4 by Atlus. It adapts the first part of the story, from the hero’s arrival to after recovering Mitsuo Kubo from the TV world. It also ends on a cliff hanger, showing a teaser of Shadow Naoto being projected on the screen.

It takes up a speedy recapitulation of the hero’s spring life, before slowing down and showing in depth his school life in summer. A day before Morooka-sensei’s death, there is a little skit with Kou, Daisuke and Adachi. The hero walks into the conversation before the two other boys leaving, and Morooka-sensei walking in on the student and detective. The next day follow’s the teacher’s death and the Investigation Team (IT) begin investigating their new lead.

From the words “visual” and “alive,” the niche of this stage was meant to be the fusion of live acting and visual digital projections. All seen from the stageplay with the colorful cast of actors and CG animations being projected on the screen. This offers an opportunity for characters to summon their personas, perform cool visual effects, change the backdrop, or even confront their own Shadows.

Performed in Sunshine Theater from the 15th to the 20th of March 2012. The screenplay was written and directed by Shintaro Asanuma from the theatrical group “bpm.” The video production produced by Shutaro Oku, a film director and visual planner. He later takes over as director for VISUALIVE THE EVOLUTION, the sequel stage. The stage music was produced by Shunsuke Wada, with a special show exclusive vocal track sung by Shihoko Hirata.

On this note, I haven’t seen any sort of original soundtrack released for any of the stages and I’m SO SAD. The last song in Mitsuo’s boss fight was such a BANGER and literally EVERYTHING ELSE Marvelous, Wadasan please take my MONEY

Regarding the cast, there were some special accommodations for Teddie, Rise, and Nanako, all of which did not have live actors at the time. During the casting, actors for the three characters could not be found or simply left the directors unsatisfied they couldn’t cast anybody. An exception for Rise, who was able to have a live actor in the sequel stage. It has been stated that there weren’t any “pretty boy” actors that fit the “Teddie Criteria.” While there weren’t any child actors that were believed to portray Nanako well.

Teddie was only ever seen in his bear costume while Rise was busy talking through a call, all voiced by their video game cast. Nanako has never appeared on stage, only being scarcely mentioned in the script. Again, this is different in the sequel stage where her role was extremely important and was shown as a screen projection.

VISUALIVE “Persona 4” THE EVOLUTION. A sequel stage. Beginning abruptly in the middle of Shadow Naoto’s boss fight, the story continues from there until the “true end” of the game’s original story. *Certain characters are introduced while others have been reintroduced. And on a personal note, when it’s all comedic in the beginning, it’s all for what’s coming right after.

I don’t know if I’m salty or just find it really funny AHAHA I might go talk abt it some other day with more context ehehe

Performed in The Galaxy Theater from the 3rd to the 9th of October 2012, only a few months after the PSVITA Persona 4 Golden release, which is July 2012. The screenplay was now written by Jun Kumagi while directed by Shutaro Oku. And music production finally taken over by Shoji Meguro himself.

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HAHAHA this is starting to look like a wiki page. moving on. I might start rambling rn

(warning LONG !!!! aaa,,)

My thoughts on the stage adaptations. For the first Visualive (VL) I believe it’s pretty close to canon! I enjoy the characterization and how much love and care was present when handling the entire production.

Actors were busy playing the game itself, wherein a PS2 was present in the practice room. Along with magazines and game guides explaining the game’s story and the characters itself. Actors performing together and even improv acting together to get a grasp of their characters. All of them knowing well of Persona 4 as a well loved game, delicately handling their characters and hopefully performing them right while making the audience happy.

The staff taking care of each other while the director and video producer, Asanuma-san and Oku-san, working together well to make their vision into a reality.

The same thing happened with VL the Evolution (VLE) and literally every other good stage. Except... I feel the script kinda got out of hand with too much liberty where it feels a bit more disconnected from canon. But! It makes up for it in its content, whether comedic or (INCREDIBLY) dramatic! It’s great as its own story at that point. So in this case, I like to take the first VL and get to connect it canon, while I don’t know what the hell happened in VLE to the point I’ll just enjoy it as its own content.

These opinions deserve its own essay, post whatever bc I have SO much to say abt this. ANYWAY. VL ADACHI

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Tohru Adachi is portrayed by Masami Itou (伊藤マサミ), a screenplay writer, director and an stage actor himself. He does have a single character voice role along with a fellow troupe member in the same franchise, but mostly works as the former three. He is part of Asanuma-san’s entertainment group “bpm.” On a similar note, Masashi Taniguchi, Dojima’s actor, was also part of their group from 2011 to 2016, which may explain their good synergy as the boss and the bumbling fool dynamic. I mean, somebody’s gotta get hit in the head every few skits.

With Masami-san being an important part of the cast, he doesn’t appear as often as Taniguchi-san in backstage content like the VL bonus disk or the official blog. Mentioned in his own personal blog, he had been busy with his roles as assistant director (I am assuming also for VL).

Also fun to note, because his role is mainly comic relief, he has been using his liberty to change up the material almost everyday making each performance exciting. This also leaves some other actors jealous of his freedom in his role, such as Saotome-san, Daisuke’s actor.

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VL Adachi really has a... how do I say this? an adorable speech pattern (THE SAME SPEECH PATTERN THAT DROVE ME MAD TRYING TO DECIPHER I THOUGHT YOU WERE A CITY BOY OSSU OSSU MY ASS /shakes you violently/). Overall, he really fits the loose lipped bumbling fool, and his accent really makes him seem more casual and invested. What I’m saying is... VL Adachi either actually has genuine empathy or he actually has more energy to fake it (compared to some other edgelord. i mean you saw my p4ga analysis. I’m sick of him lol ahaha).

One of my favorite ways to explain this (OTHER THAN CHAIR CAR ADVENTURE MY BELOVED WE’LL GET TO THAT LATER) is the rice field scene with him and Dojima. It’s overanalyzation time 🎉

(43:04)

While investigating, Adachi whines about being tired while Dojima smacks him in the head. In this case, it’s established that Adachi doesn’t want to be there, yes? It’s the country, it’s hot and it smells like green.

"Ah... Dojima-san..! Why don't we take a break? (...) There really is nothing out here... Is the criminal still even here at all? (...) I wonder if I've passed being a rookie yet. Haha, but this city doesn't even have convenient transportation. I can't go to leisure lands (recreation, amusement parks, arcades, ect.) and head home at all."

Adachi then tries to tell Dojima a story. “when I got to this city after being newly assigned, I met an interesting guy (...) Yeah, I remember that the cherry blossoms haven't bloomed yet. So, I was driving my car and got near the station and--” Dojima gets a phone call.

Adachi politely puts his hands down waiting for his boss to finish so he can finish the story. Again and again, Adachi attempts to talk to Dojima about a story he’s so persistent trying to tell someone about. It was so 面白い that he would find someone to talk to about it. Even being polite and patient enough to wait for a chance to speak. He even gets fed up with it and blows up in front of his boss, clearly irritated he’s not given a chance to talk.

Sure, it could be Adachi feeling fed up like a normal person where someone agreed he to listen to him, before being constantly ignored. Or Adachi trying to be a more annoying whiny brat, depending on where you look at it.

If the story wasn’t too “interesting” to Adachi, he would’ve just brushed it off and stopped talking to Dojima entirely, or start up new small talk, or even complain some more. But no, he had a story he wanted to voice out so bad that he got irritated that the one person in the vicinity couldn’t listen to him.

Only after Dojima told him to continue their investigation elsewhere did Adachi finally stop and focus on something else. Maybe that story was for another day, or maybe it was never meant to be told.

What if it was just original (game) Adachi? He’d find a way to squirrel out of the investigation as usual, or push Dojima to “investigate” elsewhere. “Hey boss, don’t you think it’s hot? Why don’t we go elsewhere? We’ve seen this place too many times to count and I doubt anything new’ll turn up. How about we take a break at Junes, y’know? Where it’s cool? C’mon boss,” something like that.

og Adachi is just really annoying and silly to me. Some grown man thinking he can freeload because he never gets anything out of putting in more energy and effort? I don’t care how tall he is, I will smack him in the head.

Yeah VL Adachi whines, too, but at least it doesn’t look like he’s going to escape and waste his time somewhere else. He just sucks it up stops trying to leave the situation.

Or maybe I’m getting this all wrong and VL is exactly the same and my rage just gets dampened because of Masamisan’s execution of character hmm...

SO. What was his story about anyway? The one he really wanted to share to Dojima?

I mean... it’s obvious enough

First day in town? Spring? Actually mentioned driving a car when literally out of every single persona 4 media at the time was there not a SINGLE mention of Adachi having a car OTHER THAN the same stageplay it’s being mentioned in?

A story, from somewhere around uhh four? five months ago? was something that he remembered so dearly and was willing to share despite it obviously embarrassing him even if he puts the blame on a certain somebody in the same story?

Or maybe it’s because he really had nothing to talk about ever since he realized all his stories from the city weren’t actually that funny or interesting in the first place.

BUT then that would mean out of all the things he could talk about—more whining, complaining, complimenting, small talk—he insisted about talking about this story in particular.

Okay, look. I’m just. Just. As someone who talks too much, of course I have things I actually want people to hear out of all the bullshit that comes out of my mouth. And if the thing I actually want people to listen to doesn’t even get heard, I’d go mad.

Sure, Adachi’d be fine when his complaints or intentionally unfunny jokes get brushed off. But a story of a guy that he thought was so funny, interesting, 面白い gets ignored, he really blew up, even just for a split second, maybe.

And ALL the things that happened in that story—on his first day in Inaba! His car got dented, he had to deal with a weirdo dumbass employee that knew zero personal space, yelled in his ear, who didn’t know how to do their job, got his station reputation messed up on the first day, got his ass grabbed, got (unintentionally?) mocked for his lame stories, and got his car dented for the SECOND time. Probably MORE

And he STILL wanted to talk about it /punches through concrete wall/

yes I’m overthinking about this of course i am

This little tidbit of VL Adachi kinda makes me go insane sometimes—his entire characterization in VL in particular. It was really refreshing to see and how they included both of his characters in it, his facade and how irritated he is of a lot of things underneath. And how flexible his character is immediately working with other characters when there’s sudden improv to balance the situation. Like him and Dojima, Morooka, the attendant, or even Yuuya (hero) himself.

I’ll take Taniguchi-san’s messing around in the VL bonus backstage disc in place of Masami-san being so busy he couldn’t appear in it as often as other characters.

For stagetime that lasted for fifteen minutes or less, my appreciation for VL Adachi, even if he was just comic relief, really rocketed. I say VL, bc Adachi the edgelord he’s supposed to be in literally every other media is something I analyze separately.

I haven’t even gotten to VLE oh my GODDDDD

Like I said, I don’t really regard VLE close to canon but as something to be appreciated for what it is by itself. But the way Adachi was characterized there, in or out of character, still struck me.

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Yes, there was his strange fan-agreed-canon which is,,, now canon obsession with cabbages (not that that’s a bad thing lmao). There was also him being a lot more jumpy and intimate in a clowny way, patting people on the shoulder or even downright hugging them just to mess around. Even FORGETTING who the same goddam loser who grabbed his ass almost a year ago is. But like, can’t blame him they literally changed their actor (and screenplay writer) AHAHAHA

ha... no more comedy, only dorky sword fights now

(speaking of sword fights I think it’s a fun thought how Mamiya-san [Izanami, also one of the youngest in the cast] admitted it was his first time doing sword fight choreography and even thanked Masami-san and other staff members for guiding him)

One thing unintentionally in character was Adachi accidentally nabbing the sushi overdosed in wasabi. Masami-san didn’t actually account for a joke sushi and didn’t immediately eat it—until Taniguchi-san (who also made Dojima go off his shits compared to VL) jokingly yelled at him and even riled up the audience for him to eat it. He even went off stage to get water just for him to eat the goddam sushi.

And Masami-san did! (kinda choked, but he’s fine).

Continuing from the same scene, while being overly giddy about sushi dinner (and I mean overly--he was singing about it while hopping to the Dojima residence), he tried to remind the two, Dojima and Hayato (hero), that Nanako was sleeping. Probably where she was sick if the scene was translated from the game.

(30:07)

And... the dramatic parts of VLE

Adachi was the one who reported to the IT that Dojima was chasing Namatame in the rain. While Naoto was discussing Namatame’s journal entries, Adachi, as giddy as he is, took it from Naoto’s hands and reveled in the discovery of evidence so childishly(?). He even ran to Dojima when he began regaining consciousness and immediately called the nurses to help him wheel Dojima to the ER.

Then, The Hospital Scene™️, right after Nanako flatlines.

(1:02:02)

Adachi, who recently walked into the scene, immediately worries about Dojima and IT who were ALL crying. He looks down, devastated—before yelling how Dojima’s heading to Namatame’s room.

He yells in terror and the same grief at his injured boss, all while running past and even jumping over children, who fell to the ground sobbing, to get to him. He continues yelling in a pained fashion while immediately reprimanding Dojima to stop. He gets carried by the collar before being tossed to the ground at Hayato’s feet, all while being pat by the same boy.

Dojima makes his speech about how unfair it is for the ‘killer’ to be alive when his daughter isn’t. When he finally falls to his knees, Adachi rises from the ground, humbly saying he’ll do his best to take care of Dojima (or something like that I’m in tears I literally can’t do VLE’s hospital scene i h8 this). He finally starts crying along with everyone else, being pushed away again but still tries again, trying to usher his boss away from the door.

With the help of the guard in front of the door, they all disappear off stage

please... I know this scene doesn’t need that much translation because of how important this scene is in the entire story. and I know my narratives aren’t enough so just,,,, just watch it please it’s so much more than this. everyone’s acting was just spectacular

(1:08:47)

So, after the IT (YOSUKE. JUST YOSUKE. good job Mae-chan) stop themselves from k wording Namatame, it was ADACHI who reported Nanako’s miracle recovery. He ran to the same corridor where they all cried in, even panting and falling to the ground in relief trying to report the good news. Then he pats Hayato on the shoulder and says he’s going to Dojima.

With this... /slaps roof of half of VLE/ ALL of this....adachi.... adachisan.... he Cares™️..... holy shit.....

now. comparing to the game. do you even remember what og Adachi did? did he.. even do anything?????

(56:39)

NO!!! he just stood there!!!! being a bumbling fool but.... inappropriately!!! man. he didn’t act concerned enough.

adachi: /walks into a bunch of kids crying outside a hospital room/ “lmao why tf are y’all crying? did uhhh what’s her face uhhh nanako. did she d word or something? rip, I guess lol” LIKE????? CAN YOU IMPLY FASTER

and then he’s like “wgat hmm Where’s Dojima-san Heading Because That’s Not The Way To His Room 🤔” and only when he’s asked he actually mentions he’s heading to Namatame’s room and still needs to get choked by a first year for the room number like..... zero consideration

and his boss??? where his daughter he loves so much just??? di*s???? and he’s so devastated he’s doing what he can that very moment while he’s so numbed of thinking of the consequences???? And adachi goes “uhh boss that’s illegal” LIKE. BITCH. /punches through a concrete wall but harder/

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And??? His confrontation scene??? Like, I know they mashed it up w his tv confession scene to save stagetime for other scenes BUT IT WAS SO MMBMBMBMMGN /gestures in a good way/

(1:15:56)

UM?? guy behind everything??? in a vulnerable area where he could easily get physically assaulted bc hes not in the tv world w his persona?? Trash talks women like he absolute misogynist he is??? getting yelled at by a bunch of kids and YELLING BACK IN THE SAME AGITATED MANNER even TAUNTING THEM then and there to GET HIS ASS?????

og Adachi was such a pussy he got caught and just scurried off into the TV world where he ended up having powers like...ok....scared of getting beat down by a bunch of highschoolers unless you have powers...ok....

he only taunted them to get him when he was in the tv world too.....he rlly couldn’t say shit in the real world huh... lol

(yeah yeah this shows how VLE Adachi knew abt his TV world powers which would make you think if he ever went into the tv world and came back out alive. Or he’s really just a badass who doesnt give a shit abt anyone’s opinions and CAN beat anyone’s ass. i have a separate thing abt this but bc i like to laught at vle rather than overthink its own lore i might. not. idk lol)

and ??? VLE Adachi can??? He can swordfight??? he doesn’t even NEED a gun—he even reflects bullets w his blade (but apparently he can still get slapped by a flying fan more often than any other attack). His fight choreo was just...so poggers. He’s like short villains done good—like??? he’s short compared to everyone else!!! but he makes up for it for stuffing all the energy inside him while is bursts out making him him the over energetic gremlin he is!!! go VL adachi!!!!

(am I low key making fun of Madono-san in the TUUSH stageplay I’ve seen four minutes of? maybe)

OK!!! Yes I was gushing abt Masami-san again back to Adachi.

It’s portrayed that while not being afraid to admit his crimes, he also goes out of his way to be a bastard and have the gall to get a bunch of kids to fight him, one on eight. He can use a katana, probably a narrative dark reflection of the hero, Hayato which I thought was nice—and he can fight!!! It also shows his persona, yes, but...it doesn’t make it clear if he’s overwhelmed by his Shadow like in the game, where his eyes were yellow and he was emitting a dark aura.

But it gets interesting how he sees he’s getting overwhelmed and starting to lose his edge towards a bunch of kids. He falls to the ground even banging the floor like a whiny brat while literally the IT tries to tell him to turn himself in. Again, like a brat he tells everyone to shut up—before getting incapacitated. While some of the IT rejoice, he bolts up unaccepting of his defeat—before getting hit in the stomach.

(1:23:54)

And his words from when he drops his katana, “Why..?” He grabs the foldable chair against his stomach, and with a remorseful look in his eyes, he says “I’m sorry..!”

THEN HE BACKFLIPS—then Hayato slashes him.

In a tone of disbelief, he goes “no way...” and collapses to the ground, being possessed by Ame-no-Sagiri.

Blah blah blah then Teddie rockets himself into the eyeball spy cam and then they both explode aaaaa

Teddie survives but I really don’t know where Adachi went. Not even a mention by Dojima if he turned himself in or was ever found—or I need to review VLE for the 48274827482nd time hehe

WHOO then the whole cast appears for the dance number at the end of show YAHOO

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I forgot to send on my voting story. Ok so my brother and I both got mail in ballots, and let me tell you how we both forgot to mail it in so we just thought to bring them to our voting location. The lady there kinda yelled at us? She was confused and didn't know how to go about it. And honestly I just took it because we were the idiots who didn't mail in our ballots. We had to rip them up and they just us new ones to fill out in person and submit. Not exciting, but a story for void snippet. 👀

Anonymous said: Hi!! I'm so excited for void! I voted today around 30 minutes before the polls closed in my neighborhood because I had to wait for my dad and brother to get home from work since they wanted to go all together hehe. It was a pretty fast process! We just pressed buttons on screens (compared to last election where we had to bubble in everything by hand) plus, I got to keep the stylus that they gave us and it works on phones too! 🥰🥰 Thank you! I love your writing so much 💜💜💜

Anonymous said: I did mine through mail me and my husband did and we went to the post office a little while back and then he took us on a nice little date afterward and we got ice cream! Also I love void💖 keep up the good work

Anonymous said: VOTES FOR VOID??? I love democracy and I love VOID! So since May I've (temporarily) moved back home from New York to Indiana RE: covid; I've voted absentee for the both the primaries and presidential election (I'm still in IN rn...blah). I voted early and mailed in my ballot for the presidential election (about 3 weeks ago). Made sure my family was voting (brother mailed it in, mom dropped off a ballot, and dad did early voting) and encourage them to put up a Biden sign in our yard <3

Anonymous said: HI BEE! I ALSO VOTED TODAY! IM 21 SO THIS IS MY FIRST TIME VOTING FOR THE PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION (my 18th bday didnt make the cutoff since im a december bday) im so happy to have done my part! I made sure to study up on the judges and policies and everything! Luckily the polling place didn't have a line so i was able to get in, get my ballot, and fill it in right away! I even dragged my mom and cousin to come with me. I made a joke on snapchat to encourage my friends to vote too. It was a pic of my "i voted" sticker with a caption saying "omg youre so sexy when you vote aHaha" -🦙

Anonymous said: this is my first time doing this so, so i hope i’m sending this correctly! i voted early in late september by mail! i live in a swing state, so it’s really important for me to vote and not waste time!! bc of my age, this is my first time voting so i’m really nervous 😅

Anonymous said: I voted by email! I'm overseas so I wasn't sure if my ballot would actually make it through in time, so I decided to go electronically. Had to sign a waiver saying I understand that my vote won't be anonymous but I haven't been given a reason to suspect voter suppression/fraud in my state, so I'm happy I think...!

Anonymous said: hi, i voted early on oct 24th. my absentee ballot didn't come in, so i had to travel back home to vote (~3 hour drive). when we got there, there was a ton of people outside the polling place, but no lines, so i was in and out pretty quick. it was my first time voting, so i had all the candidates i was voting for written down on a tiny receipt so i wouldn't forget 😅. my mom was with me, so she voted too. took a pic with my sticker (mask on for extra covid-ness) and went home. drove back the next afternoon!

whippedforkook said: Hi Bee. 💕 I voted in early October - nearly a month ago! 😱 It’s been really weird with all the lead up to the election because it felt like it should have been done once I cast my ballot! A lot of my friends have volunteered to get out the vote: writing postcards to voters, texting, phone banking, working the polls, curing ballots. I didn’t volunteer at all this year, but I hope that all of my friends’ hard work and everyone else’s is enough. I’m also hoping and praying that I will be in a better place mentally for 2022 so that I too can volunteer. Our work starts with 2020 not ends. 💕 Wishing you well. 💕

begineuphoria said: I went and voted last Friday as it was our last early voting day. No way was I going to wait until today with the crowds of people in my area that still act as if masks are somehow infringing on their rights. 🙄 It was a rather normal experience for the most part. Other than having to use a coffee stir stick to press the buttons on the machine to vote. In and out within five minutes.

Anonymous said: I voted down the street at this pretty park this morning. I got up at 5:30 and it was freezing. Luckily I wore like 30 layers and stood outside for 2 hours. Some nasty orange man supporters were rude but everyone else was pretty nice. A really cute older couple was playing soccer with pine cones and kicked it towards me to play too. Not the worst time tbh.

Anonymous said: Did mail-in voting in California! Extremely exhausting and took forever to research all the propositions - they are notoriously tricky in hiding their flaws and one side tends to outrageously outspend the other. But in the end I felt really good about my research and decisions! No need for you to post a snippet for this story - would like to save that to read sometime in the future ;) Thank you so much for doing this!

joonsgotthejuice said: Votes for void??? I am here! I went last Thursday and it was chaotic bc I kept going past the poll place but the line was soooo long so my mom called me and woke me up like "its pouring rain and the line is super short get up I'm gonna pick you up" so thats the story of how I got dressed in 5 minutes and dragged my ass to vote in the rain <3

Anonymous said: i voted early on thursday it was cold and rainy but i went in the late afternoon and thankfully the only waiting i did was a few minutes for an elevator i got very lucky and while waiting for the results is awful the relief that came from voting in general was just great

Anonymous said: Wheeew the polls just closed and I finally got to cast my ballot yayyy ( I was the one working the polls from earlier) it’s been a really really long day and we actually had surprisingly good turnout. I saw a woman try to vote for someone else who claimed to be “helping” and I saw a woman who I’m pretty sure was on some typa something 👀 Overall though I really I’m really thankful for people like you who encouraged people to get out and vote. I hope the odds are in our favor❤️🤞🏼

chelsea-chee said: Hello Bee! Today surprisingly my elderly father wanted to vote so I brought him out with me. He only cared about voting for Biden, which meant I got to help decide who he should vote for with the rest of the candidates and amendments! Say hello to baby bee for me as well! 💖

Anonymous said: Okay I gonna got a chance to vote today and the process wasn’t that bad actually. I went in just now and it wasn’t that busy( thankfully) so no lines. I’m from Texas and it’s gonna be almost impossible to turn this state blue, but every vote counts! I love that you are getting people to vote and also sharing your experiences as well!

owl-orgy said: Dropped off my mail in ballot at a polling location! I originally wanted to vote early in person because I was worried my signature wouldn’t match closely enough but ended up just turning it in and double checked today to make it said “ballot accepted and counted”!

Anonymous said: I voted in person this afternoon, better late than never I guess. I was gonna go last week but then I got cramps from hell. There was no one in line in front of me, I think my county early voted because it was packed everyday the last few weeks

Anonymous said: I voted early a couple weeks ago. Exciting thing though that did happen was I got both my parents to vote for their first time ever.

Anonymous said: I had a mail in vote. So, I filled it out and dropped it in at the ballot box at my library. (I also checked out books for the first time in years, so I had fun!)

bubblyjiminnie said: I literally just finished voting. Lucky for me, the line and wait wasn’t very long, and it was a nice enough day that the short amount of time I had to spend in line outside of the building wasn’t too bad. My social anxiety when it comes to stuff like this tends to be high but that’s what I get for waiting until Election Day instead of going the mail in route. This was only my second time voting, but I’m glad that I did 😊

Anonymous said: I turned my ballot in last week :) I’m not a big fan of crowds and I hate make spur of the moment choices but despite that the first time I was able to vote back in 08 my Mom pressured me into voting in person because “you’d have to experience it at least once in our life”. And ever since then I comfortably vote by mail. I take my time, do all of my research, listen to music, and best of all don’t have to deal with people.

Anonymous said: here in Washington state it’s super easy to vote. I dropped my ballot off in mid-October and it’s already been accounted for! Mail in voting and drop box voting is fantastic and provides equal opportunity and access. Sad to see some people in red states misinforming Americans about it! We also have a referendum for implementing mandatory sex ed, including teaching respect, empathy and consent as part of the curriculum so I was happy to vote yes on that too!

unionrox006 said: I voted about 2 weeks ago by doing a mail in ballot. The other eligible to vote members of my household did the same. We chose to vote by absentee ballot because both my mom and I have an autoimmune disorder, so we have to be careful going out in the pandemic. Tbh, the ballot layout was a bit confusing at first as was all the paperwork and required IDs and documents. But my dad explained it to me and we got them filled out and mailed off. Kinda mad I didn't get a sticker for it though

bluetostone said: Love this and so excited for the next chp of void! I early voted a few weeks ago and because I live in a pretty rural county I was in and out of my polling place in a few minutes. No sticker though 😢. I live in a swing state so it could go either way in terms of delegates. Just praying everyone is safe tonight as the results roll in...though, won't we not know for sure for a couple of days or weeks?

Anonymous said: My mom, sister, and I received our early voting ballots a while ago and I took the longest to fill mine out because it was making me anxious :,( but I did return it before it was due. I checked our ballot statuses and mine and my moms were accepted but my sister’s said they hadn’t received hers back. Then she got another ballot so she filled that one out too and I took it yesterday 👍👍 I think she got two because she changed her address late so they sent two?

vixsynsblog said: Non-interesting voter story: I'm paranoid and live in a highly divided area, so I filed mail-in ASAP, mailed it a few days after cause neighbors are nosy and don't understand boundaries. Was able to track my ballot through my credit company, which was nice. Only thing I was missing was my sticker. Never got one✊😔. So I had to improvise and write it in pen on my disposable mask. I'm working all this week so if riots break out from either side, I'll be at work. Prayers for the safety of others🙏

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Waaah!!! Thank you all for voting!! You are all my heroes. I am so grateful and proud of you. I’m sorry I ran out of time to respond to you individually. I’m going to drop two big scenes from Chapter 7 in gratitude (one of which will be familiar to my patrons and one won’t). I’m hopeful I will have the whole next chapter out very soon. Love you all!

Void spoilers below the cut.

When you wake up in the morning, there are still no signed HR forms in your messages. Had you been a fool to think they were interested? How much time does it take to decide such a thing? Perhaps just by putting the idea out there explicitly, it had lost all of its taboo appeal. 

There is a calendar reminder waiting for you: Today is chili pepper pollinating day. At least this gives you an excuse to talk to Hoseok. 

You find the science officer in the lab as always, sitting with his knee up against his chest. Hoseok doesn’t look well. He’s got dark circles under his eyes.

“Hey, um…” You shuffle your feet. Want to fuck me? No wait…“You don’t look good. Were you here all night?” you ask.

He blinks at you, bleary-eyed. “Um, was I? Yeah.. I suppose. Lost track of time.” He rubs his eyes, before looking you up and down, then casting his gaze back to the floor. 

All you want to do is ask about the forms. Or the meeting. Or what he thinks of you now. But you don’t. “I need to pollinate the chili peppers today.” Usually Hoseok is the person who assists with that. “But I can get one of the other guys to do it if you need the sleep.”

“No!” Hoseok lurches forward, standing up a bit to rapidly and needing to put his hand back on the bench to steady himself. “I mean, I’m fine.” 

You should disgaree with him. He is exhausted. But you’d like more time to talk to him. 

Pollinating the chili peppers is both time-sensitive and time-consuming, hence why it took two of you to get the job done. There were no insects on your ship to do the job for you and if they didn’t get pollinated, they wouldn’t bear any fruit. Your chili peppers were your favorite crop. Not only a vital source of Vitamin C, but all your food benefitted from having a bit of spice added to it. 

You and Hoseok head for the greenhouse together. The intital set-up gives you something to talk about in the beginning. Hoseok gathers the pollen from one flower onto a paintbrush, then hands it over to you to paint onto the stigmas of each little flower on the next plant in the line.

Slowly the conversation dries up as you fall into a silent rhythm. Other than just enjoying the chili peppers, you must admit that this was one of your favorite tasks on the ship because of the high likelihood that the two of you would brush hands peridically. Always gave you butterflies. But today he seems extra intent on keeping his distance from you. Was he disgusted by you now? His hands are trembling.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” 

His hand twitches so hard that a little rain of yellow pollen cascades onto the floor. He curses in frustration before turning to face you. “Are you sure you’re okay?” 

“Um, yes, I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“This, um, plan of yours…” he gestures to the vague tension in the air. “It doesn’t feel like you.”

“I’m trying to save the mission. That has always been my top priority.”

“Yeah, I’m still not clear on how this benefits the mission.”

“Yoongi said…” you start to say, but are cut off my Hoseok’s derisive snort. 

“Look, if you’re in love with Yoongi, just go date him, okay? Don’t feel obligated to include the rest of us out of pity.” 

You frown. “I’m not… I’m not in love with him. It’s just sex. Just biology.” 

“This isn’t you!” Hoseok argues back. “You hated the idea of anyone of us ever treating you that way. And now you just want all of us to… to… use you like that?”  He splutters out the end of the sentence.

“No one is using me! This is my plan! I’m in charge!”

He sighs. “Well, I can’t be a part of it. Excuse me.”

______

Taehyung finds you in the gym. It’s good to see him up and about, even if his arm is still in a sling. 

“Hey, so I need to talk to you about this, um, ape sex thing.” He fishes awkwardly into his pockets and pulls out his tablet.  Maybe Jimin was right. Is Taehyung going to be the first to take you up on your offer?

You pause your jog on the elliptical machine. You wish you weren’t so sweaty and gross for this conversation. Taehyung is such an intimidatingly attractive man with those strong eyebrows and that perfect skin. 

Taehyung opens up the tablet and flips to the form. It’s happening. He’s going to sign the form. Shit. Then what will you do? It’s one thing to say you want to have sex with your whole crew, but what if he’s hoping to go right now? You need a shower. 

Taehyung has really nice hands. Long strong fingers delicately navigating the touch screen. It seems totally improbable that a man this attractive would be into you, even if you were the only woman in the universe. It just adds to your suspicions that hormones are driving everyone crazy. Perhaps if you slept with him once, he’d lose all interest. 

He finds the form and then turns his gaze up to you, staring you down with those eyes. It’s a good thing that Taehyung rarely turns his full gaze on you, because it is almost too much to bear. Shit, is he just going to sign it? Is he waiting for you to give him some sort of signal?

“You can’t do this to Jimin,” he says.

“What?” Not what you were expecting. “Do what to Jimin?”

“This.” He gestures over the HR form. “Signing these forms with everyone. Having sex with everyone. You’re going to destroy Jimin.”

“Jimin’s the one who suggested this whole thing in the first place.” It’s a lie. You know its a lie. Or at least a gross exaggeration. But Jimin was the one who first brought up the idea of sharing. All for the benefit of the man in front of you now. 

“No way.” Taehyung scoffs, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. “No way was it Jimin’s idea that you sleep with the whole crew.” 

“Well…” You can’t bear his gaze anymore and look down at the floor. “He wanted me to sleep with you.”

That surprises Taehyung. He puts down the tablet. “What? Why would he want that?”

This is awkward. “He, um, thinks you’re in love with me.”

“What?” There is only surprise on Taehyung’s face. It’s actually a relief to see that Taehyung is just as shocked by that idea as you were. “Why does he think that?”

“I don’t know…” You feel kind of dumb now. Of course, Taehyung doesn’t feel that way about you. Look at him. “Cause you told him you were jealous. Cause you can’t stand to be in the same room as us…”

Taehyung bites his lip. “Oh, um, shit, sorry, that’s not what I meant.”

If Taehyung isn’t jealous of Jimin... 

“Taehyung…” He looks up, biting his lip. “What did you mean? Who are you jealous of?” 

Taehyung’s eyes widen, but he doesn’t say anything. Instead he reaches for his microphone and mutes it. Out of respect, you mute yours as well. He glances toward the camera in the corner of the room, then stands up and begins unzipping his jumpsuit. 

“Um…” You are distracted by the golden arms that peak from either side of the tank top as the zipper reaches his groin. “What are you doing?”

“Need something to block the camera.”

“We have towels,” you mutter.  But he’s already stripping out of his shirt. The musculature of his back ripples. He hangs the shirt off of the camera to block the rest of the room from view. 

“Yeah, but this way anyone watching will think we’re having sex.” His chest is just as attractive as his back and you flush at the sight of it. Mercifully, he zips back into his jumpsuit as he returns to his position in front of the exercise machine. 

“You want them to think we’re having sex?”

“Don’t you? It plays right into your whole save the mission with bonobo sex plan.”

“I suppose.” Though the plan was also supposed to be that there would be no more secrets between the crew. “What plan of yours does it play into?”

“The one where Jimin doesn’t realize I’m in love with him.”

“You’ve never tried to tell him?”

Taehyung laughs wryly and shakes his head. “How would that conversation go? Hey man, I know we’ve known each other for years and I’ve already seen you naked and that you just think of me as a friend, but I’m in love with you. I know that’s awkward but now you have to spend the next twelve years with me, knowing that I’m attracted to you when you don’t feel the same way.” Taehyung sighs. “Doesn’t sound like a good plan to me. If he doesn’t feel the same way, I’ve just ruined the friendship for nothing and then I don’t even have that.”

“Yeah… I get that.”  There’s something touching about realizing that Taehyung has been fighting the same battle as you for the last two years. 

“I couldn’t tell anyone before launch because what if they wouldn’t let me go then? You know?”

“Yeah, the director wasn’t big on sending anyone who might ‘complicate’ the mission.” The two of you share a sad knowing smile. 

“Yeah… And I thought it would be fine, you know? I like women too. I’d just date women until launch and no one would know. I wasn’t planning on falling in love with my roommate.”

“I don’t think any of us really knew what this would be like.”

“I knew it was going to be a problem. I should have pulled out…” 

Your mind flashes back to that moment of doubt when Hoseok talked you into still coming on the mission.

“But I couldn’t just let him go off into space without me. Even if he’d never feel the same way, at least he’d still be in my life.”

The emotion in Taehyung’s words makes your eyes begin to mist. “You really do love him.”

“Yeah,” Taehyung sighs again. “But he’s in love with you.”

“Well, he thinks he is.”

“What does that mean?”

“He only feels like that about me cause he thinks I’m the only option.”  You wonder if maybe he would feel differently if he knew about Taehyung’s feelings. 

Taehyung frowns and shakes his head. “You don’t give him enough credit.”

“Oh come on, you know him. How many women did he date while we were in training?”

“A few…” 

“And how many of them was he in love with before he found the next one?”  

Taehyung bites his lip. He can’t really argue with that. “So why are you with him then, if you don’t think it’s real?”

You shrug, rubbing your arm. “He wants me. It’s nice to feel wanted, I guess.”

“You know you could have that with any man on this ship right?”

You scoff. “They’re all suffering the same delusion. It’s only-available-vagina syndrome. I just want us all to fuck and get it out in the open. Maybe if we could get it out of our system, they would see I’m nothing special. And then we can get back to the mission.”

Taehyung eyes you up and down. “You don’t give yourself enough credit either.”

You shrug. “You wait and see. Jimin will get bored of me. They all will.”

The two of you both slump backwards in your seats, mulling over your shared woes.  Taehyung bends down and picks up the tablet again. “So what should I do with this?”

“Obivously, you don’t have to sign it. I should have realized that not everyone would be interested.”

“Jimin thinks I’m in love with you?”

“Yeah…”

“Is it okay if we let him think that for now? At least until I figure out how to tell him the truth?”

“Okay.”

Taehyung smiles and signs the bottom of the form, then sends it to you. Your phone lights up with a message. “Thank you,” he murmurs before he leaves. 

[hikari-writes]

『Boku No Hero Academia』

Fluff Headcanons

↬ When your crush saw what you saved their contact number as

Pairing: Chisaki Kai (Overhaul) & Amajiki Tamaki

Warning: Just floof

Genre: Fluff

Words: 1k

Note:

-Quirkless AU (but Chisaki is still a yakuza boss)

-F!Reader

Request: For your last post , can you do Kai Chiskai , Tamaki Amajiki, Tsukishima Kei & Kageyama Tobio? Sorry if these are too much characters!! You can two from each fandom if you’d like , Tsym if you do🥺💘💞 have a lovely morning/afternoon/night💝💖 mwah😚 -@keigoslut

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A/N: kdkdksk thanks for the request max! I litrrally hasnt written for bnha in a longggggg time,, did i miss it? yeAhhh kinda? Also i realized the only fic ive written for kai is a crackfic so,,, 🤡🤡 also im so sorry but i made this a female reader-- uhm, just tell me if u want a gn reader

↬ Chisaki Kai

➳ Okay, okay so like, he’s not the type to snoop around your privacy or something

➳ But he was just looking for you and since he’s a busy man, he’s not going to waste his time, searching the whole headquarters for you

➳ So, he called your phone number (like any normal person would)

➳ He heard it coming from one of the meeting rooms and he went there just to see no one

➳ But he saw your phone on the table

➳ You probably left it there or something

➳ He was about to end the call when he saw his contact name on your phone

➳ “Germaphobic hottie”

➳ Then suddenly boom!

➳ You rushed into the room and were like, 

➳ “Ah, I accidentally left my phone here...”

➳ You saw Kai holding your phone and said,

➳ “Oh! Chisaki-san! That’s my phone. I accidentally left that here, sorry.”

➳ You were confused as to why he was just, frozen in his place??

➳ After a moment, he gave you your phone and said,

➳ “That’s quite a name you put for my contact number.”

➳ This time, YOU’RE the one who was frozen in your place.

➳ *insert surprised pikachu face*

➳ “I-- Excuse me, what????”

➳ You checked your phone and sure enough, his contact name showed up in your notification for missed calls.

➳ You were so sure you’re gonna pass out any moment at that time

➳ “Well, I suppose it won’t hurt to change yours on mine as well.”

➳ Your brain literally said head empty and you weren’t even listening to what Kai had said until he showed his phone screen in front of you

➳ You read what was the name on your contact and it was,

➳ “Troublesome Beauty”

➳ You literally agdhxsjldmsjcj right there and Kai just casually put back his phone in his pocket

➳ He was about to leave you alone in the meeting room when oops, he forgot he had something to say to you 

➳ Actually I did too---

➳ “By the way, Y/N, I need you to finish up your report and send it to me ASAP.”

➳ Jokes on you for thinking he was gonna say something romantic or even ask you out

➳ “Oh, and one more thing,”

➳ He turned to you with his hand on the meeting room door, his sharp gaze sent your heart fluttering.

➳ “I’d like for you to join me for dinner. At 6 pm, sharp. Don’t even dare to come even a minute later.”

➳ With that warning, he left you alone in that room

➳ Did you just scored yourself a date with your crush who is also your boss?

➳ Maybe…. Who knows…

➳ But you do know that you’re so freaking giddy about this, dinner (which could possibly be a date) with Kai

↬ Tamaki Amajiki

➳ This boy saw it on accident while he was behind you

➳ You, for some reason, were scrolling through your messages with Tamaki (cause they’re so freaking cute and looking at them gave you serotonin boost DUH)

➳ Tamaki originally only planned to greet you from behind but seeing you so caught up in looking at your phone, his curiosity got the better of him and he peeked behind to see what were you looking at

➳ And hoooo boi

➳ You looking at your text messages with Tamaki isn’t that weird by itself but what really grabbed his attention was his contact name on your phone

➳ “Soon-to-propose Sunshine 💖”

➳ He was shocked to say the least, and he just stood there and stared at that name 

➳ Finally you noticed a shadow looming behind you so you turned back only to see Tamaki staring at your phone

➳ “T- TAMAKI! DIDN’T NOTICE YOU THERE! AHAHAHA!”

➳ You could feel your whole face heating up and you quickly hide your phone away

➳ “HE DIDN’T SEE THAT JUST NOW, RIGHT?? THERE’S NO WAY HE DID. THAT’S CRAZY OMG PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE”

➳ “Uhm, Y/N….”

➳ “AHAHA!! WOULD YOU LOOK AT THE TIME?! GOSH, I’M LATE TO MY PART TIME JOB! AHAHA!”

➳ "But Y/N, you said today's your day-off---"

➳ "D-diiiiiid I say that?? Well, it's a...an emergency! Yes! An emergency cause…..my friend….Freddy! You know, our ol pal Freddy ahaha!! He lost his eyeballs somewhere! I mean-- his glasses! Yes, his glasses! He lost it and can't come to work! So I gotta cover the shift for him!"

➳ Tamaki went silent at that, and he looked down at the floor. You felt bad for lying to him, but god, were you relieved to see him believing that made up excuse

➳ You just...weren't ready to tell him about your crush on him now

➳ You quickly packed your thing, and silently thanked your quick thinking. At this point, your face was already heating up due to the embarrassment and panic

➳ You were about to go when Tamaki called out to you

➳ He then showed his phone to you, and you could feel your heart stopped beating for a moment

➳ It was an Instagram story of Freddy (as seen on his nametag) during his lunch break at your part time job

➳ Booom! There goes your cover. You silently groaned in defeat and slumped back into your chair, your arms covering your reddening face

➳ "I'm…..sorry I lied, Tamaki…. I don't even actually know I had a coworker named Freddy."

➳ Tamaki was silent for a long time before he put a comforting hand on your shoulders

➳ “Can you….tell me —honestly— why did you put my contact name as that? Is it because...”

➳ He stopped mid-sentence and played with his fingers with his eyes still glued towards the floor

➳ You already knew what he wanted to say, so you just nodded curtly at him

➳ “Yes, I uhm….I like you, Tamaki, for quite some time now...”

➳ Yes, the confession was awkward, and you wanted to die at most but what caught you off guard was Tamaki's reaction

➳ Boy, does he look happy

➳ “R-really?? Me too! I like you too, Y/N. I’m really happy you feel the same.”

➳ omg can we all just agree he’s the most precious being

➳ Your face was red and you could feel your lips slowly forming into a smile.

➳ “I was worried for nothing then...”

[chdarling]

You mentioned in one your chapters you could go on about the conflicting canon involving the invisibility cloak. I’m curious!

Ahaha, oh dear. This is the stuff that exposes me as totally obsessive, but oh well. I think I’ve already given that detail about myself away regardless. 😅

Okay, you asked for it.

So, my issue is around when James Potter inherits the Invisibility Cloak. It’s a pretty tiny detail that has absolutely no bearing on the plot original series, but if you are someone who makes a hobby out of deep-diving into canon to construct as accurate a prequel as possible, it is annoying as fuck when the timelines don’t add up because the canon is in conflict with itself.

(Of course, this is only an issue if you are including Pottermore in your version of canon. I have mixed (mostly negative tbh) feelings about the post-book authorial additions, but I do use bits from Pottermore, so when I do, I try to stay consistent. Which on occasion causes me timeline grief.)

The problem comes from the Pottermore essay, “The Potter Family.” Specifically, this very stupid paragraph:

Fleamont and Euphemia lived long enough to see James marry a Muggle-born girl called Lily Evans, but not to meet their grandson, Harry. Dragon pox carried them off within days of each other, due to their advanced age, and James Potter then inherited Ignotus Peverell’s Invisibility Cloak.

Sigh.

It is impossible for every sentence in this paragraph to be true without directly conflicting the original seven books, in which it is made very clear that James had the cloak while at Hogwarts.

For instance, in POA, Lupin and Harry discuss the Cloak:

“You might have been wearing your father’s old Cloak, Harry—“ “How d’you know about the Cloak?” “The number of times I saw James disappearing under it…”

Now, I suppose he could technically be referring to seeing James disappear under it after school during the war years, except he then goes on to explain that even if you’re wearing the Invisibility Cloak, you still show up on the Marauders’ Map. Which means they must’ve tested it. And since the Marauders lost their map before leaving school, one is forced to conclude that James MUST have worn the cloak on the Hogwarts grounds at some point while a student there.

Further, Dumbledore more or less confirms this in DH, when he tells Harry:

“James showed [the Cloak] to me just a few days previously [to the night they died]. It explained much of his undetected wrongdoing at school!”

SIGH.

That Pottermore essay indicates that James inherited the cloak AFTER both his parents died, but also says they didn’t until die until AFTER Lily and James were married, and I’m pretty sure they didn’t get married at school, so we are at a canon impasse: Something in that Pottermore essay has to be wrong.

And I suppose the fun of fanfiction is choosing which part it is!

...I do sometimes wish I could make my brain chill and not do *gestures vaguely* this, but alas, it turns out I absolutely cannot. 😂😂

On our next episode of “Canon is Dumb,” we will discuss why Moody’s stupid photograph of the original Order is the most annoying, timeline-fucking bit of canon in the entire series and why I hate it sooooo very much! Hooray!

(Thanks, anon, this was fun. I stopped doomscrolling twitter for like ten whole minutes while I wrote this 😂❤️)

[kagelama-tobiyolo]

April Fools

Pairing: Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader

Warnings: None

Notes: Omg okay uhhh... this was originally an april fools post *sweats*

~~~

You had a mission that you needed to go to with Shinobu and Uzui. The mission was three days long and it was very early in the morning of april 1st by the time the 3 of you had finished. While going back to the main estate, you decided to grab some Ohagi for Sanemi while you were still in the city.

“Don’t worry about me, go ahead,” you said to the two. “I want to do some shopping. I’ll be there soon.”

You quickly went to the little shop and bought some Ohagi. After you got your Ohagi, you decided to look around a little bit more for something that you or Sanemi might like.

~~~

“Hey, Uzui-san?” Shinobu whispered to the tall man.

“What is it?”

“Today’s april first, would you help me on a little lie?”

“Yes,” he said and smiled. “What are you thinking of?”

“Pranking Shinazugawa-san,” she said with an evil little smile of hers.

“(L/n)-san’s dead,” they said in unison and chuckled a little as they went up the mountain to the estate.

~~~

You continued to look around until you saw something from the corner of your eye. Inside one of the dark alleyways, a demon had been hiding and eating a human. Without another word, you took your sword out and cut off their neck. You sighed and left the alleyway to continue to look around.

You soon saw another demon in a different alleyway and you killed it the same way you did with the first. Then another one in a different alleyway and another yet again. There were too many. They were weak and unable to move because of the sunlight but there were way too many. You quickly went by each alleyway until you found a large one. One that was probably 5 times the size of the previous ones you had seen and you instantly realized.

Those demons were this demon’s blood art.

~~~

The two of them were almost at the master estate and they put their act on, they could see Shinazugawa anywhere.

They walked into the master estate, only to find Sanemi training, obviously waiting for you.

“Shinazugawa-san...” Shinobu said sadly as she looked down.

“(Y/n)?”

“I’m sorry Shinazugawa,” Uzui said to him with the same tone of voice Shinobu had.

“Hey, where’s (Y/n)?” he said with a little bit of strain in his voice.

“We- we couldn’t save her,” Shinobu said with a serious face, looking down.

“A-are you serious? W-what? Where is she? No, she’s got to be alive, she’s not that weak!”

“Shinazugawa, she’s dead.”

“No! NO!”

“I’m sorry,” Shinobu said.

After a little bit more, Sanemi finally calmed down. He calmed down but there was no life left in his eyes. He looked dead.

The sun had started to set and you hadn’t returned yet and Shinobu and Uzui were starting to get worried.

“Uzui-san, isn’t it taking a little longer than it should?”

“Yeah. She just wanted to go shopping right? There’s no way it’d take more than half a day to do that.”

“Do you want to tell Shinazugawa-san?” she asked him and he nodded.

“I think we should,” he said when you appeared at the gate of the master estate and fell to the ground.

“(L/n)-san?”

“(L/n)-san!”

“(Y/n)?” Sanemi said as he finally looked up. “(Y/n), you’re okay now, you’re fine now. Don’t surprise me like that, I thought you were dead,”

“Dead?” you said and coughed up some blood. “Why would you think so? Didn’t Shinobu and Uzui tell you that I was shopping? I just me--” you coughed some more blood out. “Met a demon while I was doing it and so it took me a while to kill it,”

“Okay, don’t talk. You don’t have to talk. Just rest,” he said as Shinobu started to give you medicine.

After your cuts were patched up and you had taken your medicine, Uzui decided to say something. “Ahaha… april fools?”

“Oh gosh. You didn’t tell him I was dead did you?”

“We may have--”

“They did,” Sanemi finally said and everyone just froze there. Just how mad is Sanemi going to be? How loud is he going to yell? What kind of words are going to spill out of his mouth?

But nothing came. He just looked at you and smiled softly. “I’m so glad you’re not,” he said softly and everyone’s eyes widened.

“Oh yeah, Sanemi, ohagi?” you said and passed him the half crumpled bag.

“Later,” he said and hugged you. He sighed tiredly and leaned into your warmth.

Shinobu and Uzui smiled and quietly left the room.

“Don’t ever do that again. Please,” he said, his voice muffled as he spoke into your shoulder.

“Haha, I won’t, I’m sorry for making you worry,” you said.

He smiled a smile filled with love. It wasn’t even the fact that you were here, that you hadn’t left him. It showed just how much of his life was you. Without you, nothing meant anything. He would never tell you though.

“Please don’t leave me. Please,” he said one more time.

“What happened, Nemi?” you asked with a chuckle. “You’re never like this. And I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you too,” you said and he kissed you. A sweet, loving one that lingered on your lips. One that said,

‘I love you so much’

[bouwrites]

Maribat March 2020 Prompt: Soulmate

Week 4, Day 2. This story has been previously posted in response to @theatreandcomicfreak‘s prompt here. I’ve done some minor editing to it, but if you’ve read that already, there’s no significant difference. I’m simply reposting the story in a better format to fit within the guidelines of this Maribat event, so that I can more easily link each story together as a group.

Maribat March 2020 Calendar.

Day 1: Sweetheart’s Dance, Day 3: Coffee Shop.

Ao3.

2133 words. Story under read-more.

Marinette has always been a princess. She likes the nickname. Likes being treated like one. Likes the meaning behind it. She’s not so unusual in that way. After all, how many young girls dream of being princesses? Even she can admit that the number of Disney movies alone Marinette has watched over and over again is a little ridiculous. And since her soulmark appeared, Marinette understandably never quite left behind the princess phase. After all, proudly curving on the back of her neck, almost hidden by her hairline, in clear script, is the word “Princess”. The thing her soulmate will call her. She’s not demanding or spoiled or anything like that, or she tries not to be, but that doesn’t mean she can’t enjoy feeling like a princess now and then.

She’s comfortable with her soulmark. It’s not the most uncommon thing, and her having a preference for more established nicknames means she knows from a young age that she’s bound to run into some confusion somewhere down the line. The whole, “are they or are they not?” thing that happens when people use nicknames for friends that just happens to align with their soulmark. She knows it’s coming, so she’s comfortable. Prepared.

She gets a little too comfortable, truth be told, but she learns to hold her tongue. Some people can be like Chat Noir, making up nicknames for everyone, their originality driving them through the cloud of the most common terms of endearment on soulmarks. Marinette is creative enough, and she used to do the same thing, but she learns better now. That leaves her in the other pool of people, who try not to use nicknames much at all, to avoid confusion.

Once you say something, there’s no taking it back. One affectionate “Chaton” and her crime-fighting partner thinks she’s the love of his life. But he never calls her “princess”. He never uses her mark-name. It doesn’t even occur to him to. Marinette takes this as proof that he’s not her soulmate after all, but whenever she tells him this, he just thinks up another nickname to call her.

It’s not frightening or even annoying so much as it is simply awkward. With an everyday friend, that may not be such a problem, but with her partner? They aren’t on the same wavelength, all because of a stupid mark-name. That’s dangerous.

Marinette learns to hold her tongue. Sure, a mistake in everyday life may not have such potentially severe consequences, but even so she’d rather avoid insistent men on her case in her civilian life if possible. Chat Noir is no problem, because Marinette trusts and likes him, but he does teach her a lesson on how some people may react to the wrong name. Nicknames, for her, end up reserved for only her closest friends, if that. The change isn’t as hard as she thinks.

Princess. Marinette can’t help the violent flinch that overcomes her at the name, but Chat Noir doesn’t seem to notice. He keeps going on showboating for her. Princess? Really? Is this a joke?

There’s no other explanation. It has to be some grand cosmic joke. The punchline to the greatest show on Earth. Because Marinette knows Chat Noir isn’t her soulmate. She knows he likes to make up nicknames, but never once has he called her “Princess”.

Marinette uncomfortably touches the mark on the back of her neck, disguising it as simply rubbing it awkwardly. The bold lines spelling out that word. Princess. What… Chat Noir calls her?

Marinette doesn’t have time to think about this. She has an akuma to take down, and with it targeting her as a civilian, she has to be at the top of her game. Chat Noir can wait, soulmate or not. At least for now.

It makes sense, to some extent. If Chat Noir has only not called her princess because his soulmate isn’t Ladybug but Marinette. But then what about him? She called him Chaton while and because he is Chat Noir. Marinette would never even think of calling someone that who isn’t moonlighting as a cat. But then, does that prove that they are soulmates? Or does it prove that they aren’t? Surely someone other than her will call him Chaton. It’s not exactly a hard place to reach, once they learn of his alter ego.

Yeah. Marinette thinks. It’s just a coincidence. Calling some damsel “princess” is just like him, anyway. It should be more surprising that he hasn’t until now. Marinette holds her hair up with one hand and a mirror with the other, examining the mark. Right?

“Tikki?” Marinette reaches one hand up into the air, idly grasping at nothing as her mind consumes her.

“What is it, Marinette?”

Marinette worries her lip, unsure if she can or should ask the question on the tip of her tongue. It takes a few stumbling attempts, but she ends up closing her eyes and asking what’s on her mind. “Why would I have a soulmate that I don’t love?”

Tikki is quiet for long enough that Marinette is tempted to sit up and look, but she refrains. She’s not sure she wants to see the expression on Tikki’s face.

“I just-” Marinette tries to explain. “Chat called me it. Princess. And I called him Chaton. That means we’re soulmates, right? But… I do- I don’t… I’m not sure I love him like that. He’s my best friend, of course, but… I just don’t see him as a… soulmate. Am I broken?”

“Oh, Marinette! No, no you’re not broken at all! Don’t you ever think that about yourself.”

“Bu-”

“No! I said, don’t! There’s nothing wrong with you. You don’t even know for sure that he is your soulmate, and even if he is, there’s nothing wrong with having a platonic soulmate! You don’t have to be in love to be soulmates!”

Marinette mulls over Tikki’s words. They echo in her head and roll in her mouth. “But… he loves me.”

“You’re both still so young, Marinette. Give it time! I’m sure things will become clear sooner or later.”

Now, Marinette does sit up. Tikki is smiling earnestly at her, the optimism and confidence in her eyes too infectious for Marinette to resist her own smile. “You really think so?”

“I know so!” Tikki says firmly. “Everything will be okay.”

The school trip is unexpected, in the sense that Marinette all but forgets about it. She knows she has a part in planning it, of course, and she does her part with aplomb, but all of that was set in stone so long ago that with everything else going on, from Hawk Moth to Chat being her maybe-soulmate, it totally slips her mind.

Not to mention how she almost doesn’t go at all. She has a city to protect now, after all. She can’t just go on vacation.

Master Fu solves that problem for her, though, and Marinette finds herself oddly relieved that Kaalki has such a convenient power. Time away from Hawk Moth, even if she is still on call, is just what the doctor ordered. Maybe, without all this outside pressure, she can sit down and figure everything out once and for all.

Plus, it should be fun. A visit to the Daily Planet with Alya in tow alone will make this trip to Metropolis more than worth it. That’s not even starting on all the other events, tours, and activities they have planned. It’s very exciting, and Marinette almost wishes she isn’t so distracted just so she can properly enjoy her classmate’s raving about everything they’re going to do in America.

She’s sure she’s missed some very entertaining discussions. Maybe Alya can catch me up?

“Woah, careful there, princess.”

Marinette freezes at the unexpected touch on her shoulders. She’s a hair away from taking this guy to the ground, but then the situation catches up with her and she barely stops herself.

Pole in the middle of the sidewalk? Threat. Cute guy who has just saved her from slamming face-first into that pole? Probably less so. Also, Princess?!

Marinette examines the guy warily. Black hair, unkempt like he’s just been through a wind tunnel, bright eyes furrowed with concern, muscular arms leading to hands that have still not removed themselves from her shoulders. She shrugs him off, never tearing her eyes from his. She knows how suspicious she must look, and the way he wilts under her stare makes her think she should probably tone it back a bit, but still.

She knows that mistakes happen. She knows Chat might be her soulmate. She knows the likelihood of it being some random passerby in America isn’t exactly in her favor. But he has to be sure. “Princess?” She echoes, more testily than she means.

The guy clears his throat awkwardly. “Ah, I- I’m sorry, I don’t know where that came from, I just- I saw you weren’t looking at the pole and I-”

“You what?” Marinette pushes him just for fun, because he’s so flustered, but she can’t help but smile. The bite leaves her voice, replaced with sarcasm. She hopes he can hear that it’s friendly. “Thought you’d save the princess? Eh, superman?” The boy flushes brilliantly, scratching at his neck as he looks to the ground. “I can take care of myself. A little pole isn’t going to hurt me.” She teases. “Thanks, though. You did save me this time.”

The boy chuckles awkwardly. “Ahaha, you’re welcome! Hey, uh, my name’s Jon! I… I’m not sure how to say this, I, uh…”

Now, Marinette knows mistakes happen, but she can also read a situation. The way his cheeks stay color as he bumbles through his introduction, the way he holds his neck a bit too reverent to be sheepish, the way his eyes go wide when she calls him “Superman”.

Jon takes a deep breath, apparently composing himself. “Sorry, I… that was super awkward. Um… You called me superman. That’s, uh…” He ducks down a bit, turning so that she can see the script on the back of his neck. “My mark-name. Also, weird, but, whatever. So, I was wondering if maybe princess was yours?”

Marinette chuckles and pulls her hair aside, turning so he can see her own mark. In the same exact place. Most soul-pairs have their marks in the same place, so that makes this seem more likely. Even still, Marinette has had false alarms before. This seems more legit than any so far, but…

But the way he lights up at the sight of the mark. That stops Marinette’s breath in her lungs. “It is!” Jon cheers. “I can’t believe it! It’s really you!”

Marinette calms her heart and tries to rid her face of the damn soft look she knows she has. “Maybe.” She says. “I’ve had a close call before. This looks legit, though, so… no promises, but maybe we can… I don’t know. Get coffee or something?”

“Yes! Yeah, sure! I’m- I am so down for that!” Jon grins from ear to ear. “Get to know each other, and then decide if we want to trust the mark-names or not?”

“Exactly.” Marinette says. “If you’re okay with that?”

“A hundred percent! I totally understand being cautious. Uh, here! Let me give you my number. You can let me know when you’re free? Unless… you are now?”

Marinette ducks her head to hide from the intensity of his gaze. It’s so… adoring. Not like Chat, not in the depths of love way, or the confident way he claims her as his. It’s in an optimistic way. In a hopeful, nervous way. It makes her chest flutter, and she can’t help but hope, too. “I’m actually in the city on a class trip. We’re having free time right now, so I’ve got, uh,” she checks her phone, “a couple hours.”

“Great! I know a good place to get coffee just around the corner. And, if you want, I could show you around a bit? I know the city pretty well.”

“I’d appreciate that.”

Jon guides her to the coffee shop, awkwardly drifting close but carefully keeping his hands off of her. It’s cute, watching him want to grab her hand or throw his arm over her shoulder, but Marinette appreciates that he doesn’t.

She can’t be sure from one conversation and a couple of mark-names, but Jon seems just as likely as Chat to be her soulmate. Is he? Is Chat? Marinette ducks away from his eyes again, brushing her hair behind her ear as that single glimpse makes her stomach somersault. It’s impossible to tell from this meeting alone, but if the feeling in her chest is telling her anything, it’s saying to give this a chance. Maybe that’s all she really needs.

[tickle-bugs]

Relax, We’ve Got You

Summary: Percy’s ministry work has him stressed beyond belief. The twins decide to intervene, for their own purposes.

@glitchybrat: harry potter fic prompt: percy's been working his ass off all weekend and he's stressed out so the twins decide to help him unwind 👀

The Ministry was kicking Percy’s ass. 

Being promoted was probably one of the greatest honors and worst mistakes of his life. For all the glamour that his career afforded him, he also had mounds of paperwork cluttering every inch of his desk and spilling onto the floor. 

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. It’d take him eons to get this done. He was convinced that the Minister was giving him busy work and didn’t even need half of the documents that he made Percy edit, redraft, sign and organize. Of course, it would be blasphemous to say such a thing aloud, so he kept those thoughts to himself. 

He leaned back in his chair, his eyes trailing up to the small shelf of knick-knacks above his desk. Sandwiched between random books, action figures, and framed photos was a chocolate frog box full of trading cards from his first year, still in good condition despite the time.

He carefully opened the lid of the small box, flipping through the cards he had. Nestled between Dumbledore and Bertie Bott was a small piece of paper, folded and flattened with care so as to be imperceptible when rifling through the deck. He opened it up for the first time in almost a year. 

It was two photos, folded so tightly that they appeared to only be one. The first was of Oliver Wood mid-flight. After a few seconds, the photo moved, and Oliver smacked a Quaffle away from the Gryffindor goal posts, intently focused. Percy brushed a thumb over it.

The second was his favorite photo by far. It was him and Oliver after an intense Gryffindor vs Slytherin game. He watched as he and Oliver struggled to figure out how to pose, before deciding to wrap their arms around each other’s shoulders. Just before the photo froze, Oliver moved his arm down to photo-Percy’s waist, pulling him close and smiling brighter than he’d ever seen. Photo-Percy did the same, leaning his head on Oliver’s shoulder. Percy smiled. He still remembered how horrible Oliver smelled after that game.

He glanced at Hermes, who was sleeping on a perch near his open window. He and Oliver hadn’t spoken in ages. Would it be strange to write to him? To ask how he was?

The sound of thundering footsteps sent him fumbling with the chocolate box, as he struggled to put the photos back. He slammed the box back into its usual spot just as Fred and George burst through the door, chests heaving. It looked like they’d run a marathon given how red their faces were. 

“Perce, we need a favor,” George said, leaning against the doorframe. Fred giggled, seemingly involuntary, but George elbowed him in the ribs to shut him up. 

“What is it? I’m busy.” Percy picked up his quill again, squinting at the parchment before him. It was some kind of administrative petition that made absolutely no sense.

“You don’t look busy.” George leaned over Percy’s shoulder, grabbing a few random parchments from the piles on the desk. He skimmed through them for all of ten seconds before putting them back in random places, decidedly, and rightfully, bored.

“Please, come in,” Percy muttered, trying not to let the twins distract him. He’d distracted himself enough already.

“Of course he‘s busy. Look at how tense his shoulders are, how tired he is.” Fred leaned over his other shoulder, poking Percy’s cheek.

“Here, let’s do something nice for him.” George turned Percy’s chair, and before he could complain, started kneading his brother’s tense shoulders. Percy groaned, sliding down in his chair. Fred crouched in front of Percy’s bare feet.

“Give me your feet.”

“Why?” Percy narrowed his eyes, scooting his legs away. 

“I want to feed them to the gnomes,” Fred said sarcastically, yanking Percy’s legs forward, “You act as if I’ve done something to you.”

“You have. Multiple times.”

“Why live in the past? That’s water under the bridge. I’m trying to be kind to you. Do you want this massage or not?” Fred stared him down.

“Fine,” He mumbled, and Fred pressed his thumbs into Percy’s arches.

“See how nice it is to relax?” George murmured. Percy was unable to keep a sigh at bay when George found a particularly nasty knot. His eyes fluttered shut for a moment. He hadn’t realized how wound up he’d been until his brothers started forcing the tension from his muscles. It made sense, given how he’d been hunched over his desk for what felt like years.

“It’s okay. We’ve got you.” Fred smiled, and Percy let himself sink deeper into his chair. He was so tired and the massage felt so nice.

At least it did, until George squeezed his shoulder a little too softly and Percy let out a tiny giggle.

“Oh Percy,” Fred said, as if he was genuinely in pain. Percy looked up at George, and his heart sank when he saw the same expression. He knew that look, and it was never good.

“Listen, you don’t have to do this,” Percy said, raising his hands in surrender. He cursed himself for smiling already, but he couldn’t help it. 

“Oh, but we do.” George said audibly smirking, and Percy knew he wasn’t getting out of this.

“Didn’t you guys need something? You barged in here earlier. What can I do for you?” He cleared his throat, looking between the twins. 

“You’re right. We did need something from you. Earlier, George and I were trying to test a hypothesis. It’s something that’s been bothering us for a while, so we figured there was no better day than today to get our answers.”

“What was the hypothesis?” He asked, already dreading the answer.

“Excellent question. For years, we’d been pondering one specific question. Out of the seven of us, who is the most ticklish?” Percy’s eyes widened, and when he tried to get up, George forced him back down by the shoulders.

“So, to answer your original question, there is something you can do for us.” Fred locked Percy’s ankles in a vice grip.

“Laugh.” And with that, twenty devious fingers descended upon Percy’s skin. He exploded into shrill, high-pitched laughter, already flailing like his life depended on it. George’s fingers fluttered all around Percy’s neck, traveling over the shells of his ears or down to his collarbones every once in a while. Percy kept trying to dodge, but George would always be at his other side, ensuring he couldn’t escape.

“Oh he’s easily number four. Look at how quickly we broke him!” Fred said casually, scratching gently at the base of Percy’s toes. Every time Percy tried to grab George’s hands, Fred upped his attack, and vice versa, which resulted in a unique brand of desperate laughter.

“Are you mental? He’s in the top three with you and Charlie.” George said with full confidence, and both Fred and Percy turned bright pink—though the latter was more due to giggling.

“I just don’t see it,” Fred muttered.

“Did you get the balls of his feet yet?” George gave him a look and Percy squeaked, trying to free his feet with renewed vigor.

“I’ll be honest, I forgot about that. Thank you.” Fred adjusted his grip, ending Percy’s hope for escape.

“You’re welcome. It’s important to be thorough. Don’t you agree, Percy?” George smirked.

“N-Nohoho!” He tried to twist out of the chair, but George wouldn’t let him.

“Well, that kind of mindset will only get you into trouble. Are you not thorough in your Ministry work?” Fred’s fingers hovered above Percy’s soles, sweeping in close and wiggling threateningly but never striking.

“Fred, please. Don’t do it. I’ll do the dishes for a week. For both of you. Please.” Percy kept trying to pull his legs away, knowing from experience exactly how badly this would tickle.

“Begging already?” Fred beamed.

“Sounds like something a three would say.” George said and Fred laughed over Percy’s indignant squawk.

“Now I see it. He’s definitely a top three. I mean, watch,” Fred said, and with one finger he ever-so-gently scratched at the ball of Percy’s right foot and he screamed. 

“All it takes is one finger to break him. Incredible.” Fred moved his blunt nail in maddening patterns, sending tickly shocks through his entire nervous system. He could feel it everywhere, maddeningly light and impossibly powerful. When Percy tried to kick free and earned more ruthless focus on those spots as a reward. 

“Ihi hahate bohoth of yohou! Stohop! Ahaha, Pleahase!” He threw his head back, which was really inconvenient, as he gave George complete access to the front of his neck and underneath his chin. Percy started hiccuping, his nose and neck scrunching as Geroge pinned him with his fingers. Fred remembered that digging in made things worse, and Percy screeched, nearly falling off of his chair.

“He’s looking rather red.” Fred pinched one of Percy’s toes and he giggled tiredly.

“I suppose we have the data we need.” George swiped a finger up the side of Percy’s neck before relenting entirely.

“Percy, take a nap. You’re no use to anyone when you’re tired and cranky.” Fred gave Percy’s knee a squeeze and he yelped, but instead of pulling his knees to his chest, he threw an arm over his forehead. 

“Speaking of which, is Charlie asleep?” George patted Percy on the head.

“He normally takes his naps around now, yes.” Fred raised an eyebrow, waiting for George to clue him in.

“What if we cut the line a smidge and do some preliminary research?” George wiggled his fingers a little and Fred grinned, stretching his fingers.

“Sounds perfect to me.”

They were gone as quickly as they came, chattering excitedly about strategy and their experiment.

Percy flopped onto his bed, already feeling the ache of laughter fade from his lungs. As much as he grumbled, the twins had helped in their own strange way. The levity felt nice in his weary bones.

He drifted off rather quickly, dreaming of Quidditch captains and giggles, completely oblivious to Charlie’s desperate laughter booming from down the hall.

[inkykeiji]

i feel so weirdly fond of all the characters? like reader, dabi, and even tomura?? i want the best for them all and can see them genuinely having these conflicted feelings, which is so sad. i don't doubt that dabi and reader love each other just like tomura and reader love and depend on each other. like yeah tomura and dabi are both, canonly and in this universe, fucked and flawed but i also just want them to be happy?? but this is a situation where people WILL be hurt and it makes me so sad that call scene to the confrontation of reader and tomura... ahhh the pain.. i was so angry at reader but also like??? very understanding of what her mind must be going thru. it was honestly such a good read and update. i saw you had felt nervous posting but i wanna say, it was a genuinely good addition to the plot and i certainly enjoyed it.

okay first and foremost, i have to thank you for this incredible message—thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with me, it truly does mean the world to me that you took the time out of your day to share this with me <33333 i love it so much!!!

OKAY now that clari’s done being sappy, i’m just gonna ramble about character under the cut!!

AAAAAHHHHHHH i am SO HAPPY to hear that you feel that way!!!! because that tells me that all of the characters are decently fleshed out and multidimensional, so thank u sm for that!!

i’ve gotta be honest with you, all of my characters, whether they’re interpretations of pre-exisiting characters (like tomura and dabi) or completely original characters, are always super fucked up and flawed because 1. i find it more interesting/fun to write and 2. it’s very human. very rarely do people want to read about perfect characters (although there are definitely many people who wouldn’t want to read about characters as fucked up as mine, and that’s totally understandable ahaha). but really, what makes a character a good character, is having that balance of desirable attributes and undesirable (but possibly relatable) flaws. there’s good and bad, right and wrong, in all three of these characters, and i think that is what has you rooting for them and wanting them to all be happy, even tho they’ve all done some very bad things.

no one has mentioned being angry at reader yet so i’m so happy u told me that!!! yeah she’s definitely being a bit of a brat and acting on impulse more than anything else, but at the same time, she really doesn’t have tomura’s attention anymore, and acting out like this was a surefire way to gain it back.

once again, thank you so so so much for sharing your thoughts and emotions with me, i appreciate it a lot!!! <333

[nascent-chaos]

Alright okay SO I saw you answer a thing about "What if Reeds was suddenly a monster" AND THEN I saw your whole "Yeah you can add on characters to past requests" so CLEARLY I must ask- How would G and Green (And Muffet, because I love her and also like,, Lowkey ship her with Red ahaha) react to that whole "Reed becomes a monster" shebang?

PT 2 :: HEY! Just sent a request about Suddenly a Monster!Reed, and at one point I accidentally typed "Red" instead of "Reed," so!!! I meant Reed!!! I'm super sorry about that!!!

It’s all good dear! TBH Reed x Muffet is a ship I wanna board too pls because HELL YEAH! \o/

Note: This is a follow-up to this original post~

G :: It’s still fairly early when he shortcuts to the lodge that morning, hoping to spend some quality time with Reed before the rest of the boys awaken and begin to hog them for themselves. 

So when he appears in the middle of the living room only to find the entire household is wide awake and all staring at him in obvious surprise the second he comes out the other end, he knows something big must have just happened.

And when he realizes the panicked thrumming he thinks belong to his Human are now emanating from the plant-like monster sitting at the heart of all the chaos he quickly puts two and two together.

His travel plans are put on hold over the duration of this incident as he works alongside the lodge boys to try and undo… whatever it is they’ve done. In his downtime he’s very much his normal self; acts of blatant affection and flattering words mingle with his light-hearted teasings to ensure she’s sporting what she’s positive has become a permanent blush upon her cheeks, and he remains an easygoing but reliable pillar of support for her whenever she needs it. 

Green :: The first tip that something is amiss comes in the form of a sudden phone call from a rather uneasy-sounding G;

‘Heya bro. Uhh… you got anything planned this morning?’

‘No, nothing in particular. Why?’

‘Well, ya see… I’m at the main house at the moment and-’

‘The Lodge? G, is she alright?’

‘Heh… funny story, actually…’

… Funny probably wasn’t quite the word Green would have used, but following the thorough check-up he gives the very frustrated-looking monster that greets him at the doors to the Lodge minutes later, he decides things are still far better than they could have been.

Naturally, Green takes charge of Reed’s overall well-being, making daily visits to the lodge not only to ensure the young woman is maintaining good health during her time as a monster but to provide her with a setting in which she can mentally relax and de-stress as well. The two may very well spend most of the day together, chatting idly and generally enjoying each other's presence, and the time that Reed would have otherwise spent feeling isolated while locked away on the mountainside is made a lot more bearable with his company.

Muffet :: Oh, the boys try hiding the truth from Muffet for as long as they can. So long, in fact, that she begins to think something is up.

It’s not like her human to take this much time off out of the blue, with nothing but a hastily-stammered reason to provide her cover - and worse still, she’s seen neither hide nor hair of the young baker in far too long for her liking. Her inquiries are always being dodged, her demands to speak to the girl limited strictly to phone calls. They use every excuse in the book: a distant relative recently passed and she’s needed to go out of town for the funeral; she’s fallen ill; her HP took another slight dive as of late and they think it may be best for her to stay in. The list goes on. Eventually, so fed up with these runarounds as she is, she takes matters into her own hands.

She’s practically banging down their door one sunny afternoon, hands on her hips and one of her associates - who may have taken a quick peek around the grounds of the estate and reported their findings to her - upon her shoulder. When the door opens and she finds herself face-to-face with another monster sporting some surprisingly familiar features?

“... Dearie. Green is not your color.”

She initially tries convincing herself that her human is only wearing some manner of elaborate costume, but the slight change to Reed’s scent, the thrum of magic beneath her skin, the nervous way she flinches back upon sensing the CHECK prove this is the real deal. 

And Muffet does not like the lack of answers she’s given to her onslaught of questions.

Sans makes the mistake of casually strolling by just beyond the doorway in that moment, and it’s all he can do to spin a creative story to serve as her cover on the spot. It’s clear to see Muffet is exceedingly reluctant to believe so much as a word he says at this point; it’s only after noticing the pleading way that Reed looks at her and realizing that, despite this alarming change she is still, overall, happy and healthy that the spider finally stands down.

Of course, she’s not simply going to stroll away and leave the boys to their own devices now. After all, she hardly trusts them as far as she could throw them - do you honestly expect her to put her faith in them when it comes to making sure Reed transitions comfortably from the life of a human to that of a monster? She insists on being in the thick of things now; from assisting the boys in creating a more reliable cover for her and allowing her to return to work (‘The new girl? Oh, she’s a temp from the city. Such a cute little thing, isn’t she? Auhuhuhuhu~’) to tutoring her in the finer points of how magic and monster society in general works.

[cozyteez]

Hii, do u have any tips for writing fics?? I’m so used to writing research reports, lab reports, and formal essays that creative writing has become something I really struggle with. I guess it’s having the freedom to write anything and not knowing how to make sure it’s not corny. I tried outlining a fic one time but it was so frustrating LOLOLOL. Anyways, I love your ateez fics. They are so cute and creative!!

hi !!!! im like rlly touched u asked me and i feel u actually that's why i started this blog; im a biomedical engineering major so as u can imagine i dont get to take much creativity with what i write because writing papers and reports and proposals are so formulaic and u gotta stick to the facts so that being said i actually tested out of all my college writing classes so all my writing knowledge is from ap english in hs lmao so take it w many grians of salt

the #1 thing i do when im feeling sort of unmotivated about a story or maybe like like dragging myself thru mud to write it is to just write the "fun" part first. to me the fun part is usually the climax or maybe the like the "wouldn't it be cute if..." moment that came to mind that inspired me to write a blurb in the first place! then usually once i sort of get the ball rolling on that my brain will help me out and keep the momentum going by thinking of maybe "oohh okay maybe this can happen next" or "oohh and what if this led up to it" or !! just stop there !! something ive learned from my mx writing blog which is like a year older than this one was that you don't owe anybody context especially for a blurb so maybe it really is just 3 sentences of a cute moment u thought of like its whatever ur the one writing it

now for longer fics im going to be honest jongho's first love is my first and only completed attempt at a multi stage coherent story. and that was fueled purely based on the fact that when i look at jongho he just gives off sort a really excited sort of innocence that i wanted to further explore and personify through the idea of him experiencing love for the first time but even then i really struggled w the last part because that's where my personal experience stopped and i had basically nothing to go off of because ive never been in love so i did have to kinda wait for ideas to come to me. for prince yunho i have posted 4 chapters but have all the way through chapter 15 drafted. and by drafted i mean it's like 3 sentences of the overall idea. again, the fic was inspired by the duality between yunho's on stage vs. off stage persona where if somebody was to watch an ateez performance for the first time they may find him very serious and maybe even intimidating but atiny would know that his off stage persona (the one he choses to create for us anyways) is very silly and happy-go-lucky and approachable, which is why prince yunho is seen as narameth's strong and stoic pride and joy but in reality he's sort of clumsy but means well. so i let that and his relationship w xenia who is an original character (OC) sort inspire stories or interactions that i force into a plot line. so for example i believe when i first started thinking abt a prince au for yunho i thought "wouldn't it be funny if the first scene started out painting him as this strong and serious man and then cut to him choking on food or something" and that sort of inspired the idea of him being nervous abt the speech and then xenia came out of that because he needed a complementary character imo since i knew he was gonna be kind of one dimensional and then his backstory with xenia inspired other ideas and then one day i was sad and wanted a hug so that inspired a piece of the plot line and so on. so basically: let an idea or even an aspect of somebody come to you and just write it down, let it inspire other ideas. and don't be afriad to completely start over. i wrote a whole chapter for prince yunho and deleted the whole thing because i hated where it was going and started back from scratch. sometimes you have to revisit things abt your characters and their relationships with others to get a new idea. there's a story in every person and every relationship you just have to find the clues

here's an example of what i mean by "write the good part first". this is typically what the very first draft of a blurb will look like for me

((( blah blah blah basically its raining and y/n is sad bc wooyoung broke her heart two weeks ago idk maybe go into it maybe not)))

y/n is all sad and feeling sorry for themselves on the couch theyre past crying but still feel pretty shitty plus it's storming and cold outside. great

there's a knock on their door ofc they have the cliche "who could that be moment" even tho they lowkey know. we literally all know

so yeah wooyoung's there soaked in rain eyes puffy y/n thinks he's been crying

-this would be the "fun part". i'll fix all that garbage up top later or maybe even change it completely idk yet-

"y/n? i - uh. hi"

he sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck while you crossed your arms over your chest, fighting the urge to close the door and walk away for good

"hi? really wooyoung? is that the best you can do?"

(((wooyoung does smth idk)))

"well i just -"

"you just what? showed up here in the rain after you broke my heart and didn't even bother to tell me why? this isn't some romance movie, asshole. you can't just come here late at night and expect to find me all sad and willing to take you back because i'm not. so say what you're gonna say so i can get back to my life"

your face was red hot and you trying very hard, probably too hard, to fight back tears. ((( idk talk some more abt y/n's emotions then what wooyoung is doing)))

"look, i made a mistake i-"

"oh my god! why did i know you were gonna do this. i just knew as soon as i saw you-"

"will you let me get a fucking word in!?"

well that was new. in the entire time you'd known him he had never raised his voice at you like that, your shock causing you to immediately close your mouth and fold your arms back into yourself (((make y/n seem more scared))) noticing your reaction, he lowered his voice back down and instictively reached for you, heartbroken at the way you jerked away from his touch

"please y/n, i'm sorry. i didn't mean to raise my voice it's just that i need to tell you that i regret what i did i regret breaking up with you so fucking much and you don't have to take me back i just need you to know how much you meant, no, mean to me. i still love you, a lot. there's not a day, an hour, a minute, or a single second that goes by that i'm not thinking of you"

"then why?"

your voice was small and wavering, your tears now dangerously close to spilling down your cheeks

"why what?"

"why did you break up with me like that, just all of a sudden"

he pushed his hands into his pockets and looked away

"because that morning i woke up before you and when i looked at you asleep next to me, i saw myself spending the rest of my life with you and it scared the shit out of me"

"why did it scare you?"

"because i just figured you didn't feel the same. i was selfish and wanted to save myself heartbreak down the line and so i told you i didn't wanna be with you anymore, but that was a mistake because it turns out i can't function with out you, i can't breathe without you i can't live without you, y/n. i shouldn't have let you go"

tears were now freely flowing down your face (((okay brain no work anymore y/n kisses him duh and then ofc they make up wooyoung prob says smth cheesy and y/n is like ur lucky i love you or smth ahaha the end)))

tl;dr -> don't be afraid to get messy. creative writing is not nearly as structured as academic/scientific writing. write whatever u want first it can even be the middle of a huge fight scene or some dialogue u think is funny. if ur stuck read what you have or maybe just take a break and let an idea come to you. a story doesnt have to come together til the very end so it can be as messy and out of order as u want until u wanna post it. also i would always use the third person omniscient point of view for a longer story like a chaptered fic as a default and only change if it would impact the plot in a negative way. this is where the narrator knows what every character is thinking/feeling and im p sure a teacher in middle school told me it was the easiest to write and follow