#opened my inbox and felt incredibly called out thank you anon for making me read 'do you know jonathan sims'

[oc-poll-times]

🌻💐🌵 for Irene #Irenesweep. Btw stares directly at Irene. Do you perhaps know the magnus archives.. or Jonathan Sims.

I do know about The Magnus Archives. I Think About It Every Day Of My Got Dam Life. I will not deny the influence it had on The Hallowed tbh, I don't think I could get away with it at this point sdahjkJAHKSLDG

🌻- What's this oc's mental health state?

Bad!!! Very bad!!! Before the story starts she's not holding it together very well. She's unable to keep her Monster traits in check, so she hasn't been home in. Quite a while! It gets easier once she meets the Main Boys and they help her figure out how to work through the more difficult aspects of her new status. If you would like a perfect snapshot of what I'm talking about, she is incapable of saying something that isn't true. Even if she doesn't know whether or not it would be true. So she has a carefully organized and alphabetized mental list of all the people she cares about, and if she gets nervous she will audibly go through the list declaring each of these people as safe just to check that she can even say it. She does this. VERY frequently

💐- Where is this oc's favorite place to relax?

Before becoming a Monster, it was definitely either her apartment or the library! Both places are quiet, calm, and she's besties with all the librarians :) She was thinking of working part-time at her local library before the whole. Y'know. Monster thing. They're all very worried about her

Post-Monster though, it would be a tie between the main Boy's dorm rooms or the park. The Boys are very supportive and helpful, and also the only people she knows that she can be fully comfortable around. The park is usually very quiet around sunset, and she likes being outside :)

🌵- How does this oc feel about physical affection?

If you give her a hug she WILL cry about it, and if she ends up in a cuddle pile she WILL fall asleep. The problem is getting her to relax enough to even attempt either of these things. She's never one to initiate, as well, but she will never turn down a good hug

[lnarizakis]

SAM HIT 1K !

hey, everyone! a few days ago i hit 1k followers and i’m so excited to share with you all this news! it’s been six months of writing, posting, and making new friends, and i’ve recognized the results of all of my efforts. thank you to everyone who’s been with me on this journey, even if i met you in march, or just yesterday!

i acknowledge that in the past i’ve been selfish and self-conscious about that number, but everyday i’m grateful that i have a growing number of people who have my back, supporting me, even if it’s through a simple like or even an anonymous ask telling me they really enjoyed a particular work of mine.

and, with everything you do in life, you encounter people who will support you, make your life better, and just know how to help you up when you’ve fallen: friends. that being said, i want to write a letter to all the friends i’ve made on here since i don’t know when i’ll be able to get the next chance to . . .

TRIS , i remember seeing you appear in the comments of almost all of my posts and i just want to thank you personally for always supporting what i have. you don’t realize how much every little comment means to me, really! it always puts a smile on my face to see you comment something and it feels like i’ve accomplished something, so thank you. @tris-does-stuff

HANA , you really don’t know how happy you’ve made me when you told me you were a fan of mine. it just... shocked me? to know that i have people out there that genuinely support what i do? we only really started talking for a couple of days but i feel a strong connection between the two of us (it really may be our matching mbti types, too!) and i’m so glad to be able to call you my friend. you didn’t hear this from me, but i constantly look back at the #anon makes me happy tag and read through those anonymous messages you sent me. i love them (and you) very much! @wansseul

ELLIOT , i know you as one of my biggest supporters for coaches don’t play, and i find that really heartwarming to see that even after, what, two months since i’ve updated, you reblogged it with the tag #thank you for updating! ! i was so happy to see that, and you even proceeded to send in an ask about it afterwards too! i know we don’t really talk often—but i definitely think we should— but i know that you’re so incredibly sweet, especially after i was having that rough slump of mine i think last month. you were so kind to tell me that you’d always be here if i need to talk with someone, so thank you very much. i’m very grateful to have met you! @keiyoomi

JJ , hey, jj!!! i know we haven’t talked in a hot second, but look! i’ve reached 1k followers! i remember you were around during my coaches don’t play days, and that you always sent an ask after almost every update. sometimes i fiind myself looking back at them and smiling, knowing that you were enjoying what i wrote, so thank you very much! i want to say another thank you for being there for me when i was feeling really down in the dumps, and for taking the time out of your day to write me a message on discord. i’m so grateful that you did so, and i hope life treats you well. also! i began reading the great gatsby for school, so we should talk about it sometime hehehe. @kunimwuah

DOVE , aka uvogin anon, dovey lovey, my favorite inbox invader! i . honestly don’t know how we met. like one day u just appeared in my inbox and BAM ! we started talking! and i don’t regret every single thing i send into your inbox (even beany cock) . i always look forward to whenever you send things in my inbox and i really mean it when i say you’re my favorite inbox invader >:) it makes me so happy to see you active on tumblr and to see what you bring me everyday. i am very grateful you’re in my life, and i hope we continue to talk more and more! @fantasiesofdreams

SAL , i remember the first time i talked with you! you liked one of my posts and i was like oh she seems cool, i’m gonna follow her and congratulate her on 400 followers. and soon enough, we started tagging each other in those tag games and later we just grew closer and closer! i’m so happy that we got really close and it always brightens my day to see you on my dash; you never fail to put a smile on my face. thank you so much for being my friend and always being there when i need a good laugh! @sugaanoya

AI , ai, ai love you! i remember following you for your “be my boyfriend” series, and i hope it continues on your new blog (no promises, of course!). i also was there during your blank kita era, and it was honestly something that made me laugh out loud. i’m pretty sure i turned on notifications for you at that point because i was so invested with this drama. you’re just an insanely nice person whose kindness rivals your love for suna (or is it sakusa? your disloyalty, tsk... just kidding!!!). i know that we haven’t talked a whole lot lately but i will be sure to hop in your inbox and stay for a while some time soon. thank you so much for being my friend and i hope you stay happy and healthy! @wiintiier

KAI , aka caca wife! i remember when we started talking on rircus, and at first i didn’t really know who you were, until one fateful night when the conversation about caca happened. at that moment i knew we had similar senses of humor and i remember that i couldn’t stop laughing. it was the caca madness! if i’m being completely honest, i look up to you as a big sister that i’ve never had and i really appreciate you for that, so thank you for being in my life! @lcaita

NAOMI , aka newmie! i remember we first started talking in rircus and i want to thank you for welcoming me so kindly in the server, and especially during the first night we talked, which is when i had a problem and you helped me out immensely. i just want to say thank you for every time that you’ve helped me, talked to me, and made me feel better when i felt less than okay. i’m so glad that i’ve met you and i hope you accomplish great things in your life. @kuraomi

MICKIE , probably one of the only people on discord whose mesages i find myself laughing at a lot. you’re always brightening up the mood wherever you go, and i always find myself looking towards what you have to say today. thanks for that! i also think about that (may i say, really funny) exchange between the two of us on here when you went: “oh god i can’t believe HE’S almost dead ahhh” and i have no idea who you were talking about so i went “omg it’s sero,” and you went on this LONG RANT and it was just so funny to me!!! thanks for always putting a smile on my face. and also! thank you so, so much for suggesting that i get curtain bangs, a decision i really don’t regret! i was afraid i was going to hate them, but i find myself looking in the mirror a lot and thinking: “wow, that is a whole different person.” in a good way! so thank you very much. @tokyoghoose

GERE , aka my ex-wife... sorry about that :( . i never got to say sorry for that but the caca bond runs strong, i hope you understand. i just want you to know how much of a kind person you are, and especially how welcoming you are, too. i was so glad to be welcomed so kindly in your server and it’s become one of my favorites to talk in. i also want you to know, that especially with current times, that things will get better and i’m so glad you’re staying positive with everything going on recently. i love you for you, please remember that!!! @t-amajiki

ISSA , omg, girly pop. hahahaha!!! issa, you’re such a genuine person and i remember meeting you for the first time on rircus. you welcomed me with open arms and you were just the kindest person i met on there. you’re someone who’s just so beautiful inside and out, and the way you’re so large and in charge with your feelings is something i really admire about you. i know we don’t talk so often, but i hope we do. i want to thank you for being my friend, and especially always making me laugh! i love you very much, issa! @indigohitoshi

KYLIE , kylie!!!! the co-founder of our son, iwaizumi hajime. this was literally peak popularity and i knew i was never to get as many notifications as i did in that moment. of everyone i could have shared the account with, i am so glad that i was able to do it with you because we were able to grow closer because of that. now we have this weird inside joke that our son gets mad cooch, and that every day we must think of in another life. where are the daily in another life tiktoks??? of course, our son isn’t the only thing i associate with you. you’re such a kind, hilarious, and genuine person, and to be honest, sometimes i really worry for your wellbeing. get some more sleep, kyl!!! you deserve it. i want you to be grucchi, not tired and wanting to die. thank you so, so much for being my friend, and i am so happy that i met you! @peppermintkiddo

TO, LIKE, EVERYONE FROM RIRCUS , the best people i could ever meet. i’m sorry i couldn’t write an individual letter to all of you, since we haven’t interacted so often for me to pick out one specific memory that i could hold and cherish, but know that every time i come on rircus and talk with you, it is a moment that i will always remember! thank you so much for being my friends and i love you all so, so incredibly much. @kaoyuuuuu @reogou @haikyuu-but-low-iq @yooooooooooomi @samdwich @kenmauwus @shirasusgf @macaronnv @king-kawa

TO EVERYONE THAT CONSTANTLY LIKES, REBLOGS, OR COMMENTS ON MY WORK , you know who you are. i know who you are. i can literally tag you right now. but i think i’ll prefer to keep the anonymity. thank you so much for sharing my work, giving me feedback, and everything. it mean so much to me, especially if there’s a comment attached to the reblog. you make me do a little happy dance!!! i love you so much for what you do and i hope you continue to support me in every way possible!

FOR PEOPLE THAT I MISS/PROBABLY WON’T READ THIS

MEL , hi mel! i’m not very sure if you will read this, but i am so happy that i met you and that we began talking. i remember we began talking after i asked for people to send in memes for that meme war against my sister. i told you i won, right? well, i did. ahhaha anyways, i am very sad that we sort of grew apart and i hope that we can begin talking again soon. you were the highlight of my spring semester. i enjoyed talking with you so much. but i hope that you and your family are currently doing well and that you stay happy and healthy! i miss you very much, melon, thank you for being a part of my life!

RAENAH , hi rae! i think meeting you was a blessing, to be honest. i can’t remember a time when i was utterly annoyed by your presence, nor was i ever mad with you. you are such a kind person with such a pure heart, and during your time on tumblr you really showcased it for everyone to see. you were literally with me from literally the very beginning, during the “my name is...” days, and all i can say is that i am blessed to have met you! thank you so much for lighting up my life, talking to me whenever you made the time, and especially playing minecraft with me. it was so fun, even if it was for a short while. i hope you had as much fun as i had! again, thank you so much for supporting, befriending, and getting to know me because i will never forget you on tumblr dot com. i hope you stay well and make sure you rest often, especially with uni! @a-kaashi

MIYU , where has miyu gone? just kidding. i know you’re there. i hope you read this because i don’t want to tag your new blog. anyways, i just want you to know you make my dash ten times better. it’s literally so boring without you spicing it up, with you talking with anons and your mutuals. i definitely think i should invade your inbox more, what do you think? when i was starting on tumblr, you were a very big inspiration to me and i am very proud of all the works you write. you still are someone i look up to as a writer, because you have such a creative spirit and it makes me so happy you’re able to showcase it for everyone to see. i hope you are staying healthy and well right now, and thank you so much for being my friend!

GIGI , poop. i genuinely miss you very much, but i know that school takes a priority for you. i hope you’re doing well with your classes and that you find the man of your dreams. hopefully it is not the skater boy because you deserve someone as insanely hot as kurapika. no cap. i remember during my chrollo pfp guy craze you were there to deter me away from liking him, but let me just tell you, we’re getting closer tbh. ;) . just kidding, we really aren’t, but we’ve been talking quite a bit. i also want to tell you that you’re someone who’s made me smile with everything you say, and i find myself sometimes typing the way you do. you’re an influence, gigi! please stay happy and healthy and make sure you get lots of rest during your time at school! @gigiwrite

MARS , best for last, am i right? i’m not really sure when i first saw you on my blog, but i remember you’ve been here for a very, very long time. i think it was back in july when we first started talking. you were 🦊 anon, and it made me so happy to read that you felt comfortable enough to reveal yourself! from there, i knew we had a bond from the way we interacted with one another. you’re just such a kind person and you show that to everyone you meet. it’s a quality i wish i had in myself and i really look up to you for your genuinity. sometimes i feel like i don’t thank you enough for how kind you are to me, but just know that with every time i talk i’m always grateful that you’re in my life and that i’ve met you. i know you’re someone i can always lean on and i hope you see me the same. thank you so much for being in my life; you’re someone who means a lot to me. @maru5hka

TO BASICALLY EVERYONE HERE

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR 1K!!!! YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME. i am so grateful for each and every one of you; you guys are so hot and sexy. i am so grateful to have met you all, even if it was just a simple “you’re added to the taglist!” or a “thank you so much!” i count it as you being my friend and you interacting with me. you guys aren’t my followers; you’re my friends. thank you so much for being my friend and being here for all of my weird shenanigans i have up my sleeve, whether it be my meme war against my sister, my obsession for blue lock, and my huge crush on chrollo pfp guy. well, here’s to me for being sappy and here’s to many more!

[tysukis]

Hi, first(?) AU anon here. I will absolutely dive down this rabbit hole with you. I went a little overboard (sorry?). I absolutely agree with you on your Zuko take. I think we all kind of land there naturally. But I also think that Zuko would latch onto stability the moment he realized he had it. So this is kind of how I see it going down:

I think the band Sokka is part of would be solid. Just a local hit, right? But Sokka is the plans guy, and the aspirations guy, and they can do *so much better*. I 100% do not know how real life musicians work so add a pinch of salt here, but he would absolutely land them a gig as openers to a mediocre niche headliner just by sheer power of phone calls and charm. (He scripted it as much as possible, we all remember how that canon speech went when he winged it, but he knows how to put words together when he has time).

And yeah I love the idea of Zuko being an academic. I'm assuming Ozai is out of the picture for this, and the boy gets to pursue his passions instead of an expectation. Unfortunately, you mix in passion and the general anxiety of a kid who lived under intense scrutiny and you get an adult who gets tunnel vision during spring finals/prep for a conference/etc. So he doesn't quite rise to the occasion when his boyfriend drops this life changing news, he's proud but distracted, and he's already so bad at words in comparison to Sokka that it's just. Lackluster. And he probably meant to meet them at the bar/house party to celebrate after he got home but he's sleep deprived and his phone is dead because he's a disaster sometimes.

So now you've got Sokka stewing on immediate events, and being a little heartbroken because he went all out every time Zuko accomplished *anything*, even if it wasn't super impressive to Zuko himself. And maybe there's a bit of Zuko assuming Sokka doesn't need that reciprocated. He just doesn't vocalize his important needs, so Zuko assumes they're being met, you know? I like the drama of a blown up confrontation but also the idea that Sokka just confronts him sounding hurt and so damn tired of being the emotional one for that long.

But on the other side you have Zuko with his internalized plan that this is his forever person, and he does go to almost every performance even if they don't play his preferred music. And he assumes Sokka is satisfied with this. Maybe because Zuko can't imagine being happier than near his family - the good ones anyway - or because he genuinely thinks Sokka and the band are happy with being local celebrities and leaving it at that. So he plans for permanence. Because he is still a disaster, Zuko probably never vocalized this beyond doing window shopping for apartments or something. Vague jokes about a wedding that Sokka laughs at/agrees with and Zuko interprets as, "Yes I am also thinking about being here with you forever." He's not the wordsmith, he's the pragmatist and love means house shopping and snuggling over takeout and planning trips to visit their distant family together, right? Sokka's confrontation blindsided him, because he thought they were on the same page, and Sokka didn't have to leave to keep playing music, why is that even a thing??

They're both justified in being jaded because they're dumb as hell (affectionate). This isn't an AU for two grown ass men who have put in therapy time, they're both young and full of their own understanding with poor communication skills.

musician au anon!!! hello welcome back thank you so much for this incredible ask, let’s GO

(I’m gonna pop this one under a read more because otherwise this post will be eight miles long lmao)

Honestly I’m wracking my brain with what I can possibly add to this because you’ve got like. A fully fledged outline here my dude and it’s a good one. Do you write? Because you should, if you don’t. I still love the alternative take of Sokka being the one to leave and honestly this pretty much cements how much potential it has. I absolutely adore how you’ve thought about just how the communication would break down between them - and you’re completely bang on the money with it as well. Zuko is fully a hot disaster and would completely just assume Sokka’s needs are being met if he isn’t vocalising them, and we know Sokka, he’s a complainer but when it really comes down to those he loves - he’s known for being pretty selfless and for putting up brave faces. I can totally see Sokka perhaps almost feeling a bit self conscious about how hurt he is by Zuko’s lack of enthusiasm. Because Zuko loves him, right? And it’s just one show, right? So maybe he’s just overreacting, right? Or maybe he’s actually not even that good. Oh no, maybe Zuko hates his music and is just waiting for the right time to break it to him gently. Oh no, oh no, oh no. I think I might have already said it at some point tonight but Sokka would absolutely spiral until he convinces himself that him leaving would be nothing more than simply just leaving before he gets left. And like you said: Zuko  is out here planning a whole future assuming that they’re on the same page, meanwhile he has no idea.

I totally buy Sokka winging his way into a supporting act spot using his charm and charisma, and yeah his speech in canon didn’t go too well but this could likely be over the phone to only one person which would probably make it easier. I was thinking about how Sokka performing would work in conjuncture with his canon almost stage fright/fear of public speaking - and I’m leaning towards the hc that he embodies a sort of persona in front of large crowds and he’s able to let that take over and act casually and confidently no matter the audience.  (source: I am someone who studied acting and excelled in public speaking most of her life despite having a chronic anxiety disorder - playing parts and speaking on stage didn’t feel like ‘me’ because I was always channeling a character either fictional or an alternative version of myself. It works, folks.)

Are we thinking he broke away from the band and went on to succeed in a solo career? As in, he felt being local heroes was a limited pathway? Or did they all go together? Who else would be in it I wonder.

I LOVE your interpretation of Zuko and how the factors under which he was raised would shape him, especially in a modern setting. He would absolutely go into tunnel vision and that perfectionist mindset he was essentially forced into as a kid would probably be alive and well into adulthood. (And yeah, these aren’t men who have been to therapy - yet! - so we’re probably gonna assume that Zuko views this as a Perfectly Normal And Healthy Way To Live And Not At All A Trauma/Survival Response.)

I’m assuming this confrontation is what leads to their break up and then Sokka going off to pursue music further? I wonder, even all their other issues aside, what Zuko thinks about him travelling so far? As you said, we’re operating under the assumption that he doesn’t understand why Sokka couldn’t continue music and stay local. Even if things were perfect between the two, I imagine they still might not see eye to eye on that, which of course would just be another breaking point for them to tack onto the list.

As for their eventual reconciliation, Kaleigh @zukkau with her gigantic brain, said earlier that Sokka being the one to leave could also tie into a whole ‘I couldn’t ask you to uproot your whole life for me’ anxiety (especially if we’re painting zuko as a bit of a homebody here; hates change, likes routine) and that sets up perfectly for a “I would go anywhere for/with you” moment. All this to say that I think that would slot into this (^) narrative nicely.

If you have (or anyone has) anything more to add or touch on I would absolutely love to hear it, I am now fully in love with this AU and all messages and mentions of it are permanently welcome in my inbox and DMs <3 

[kamilah-the-bloodqueen]

Remember Me (1/?)

I am sorry because I don’t think I did good but I know you guys will let me know how I did. Before anyone thinks I’m ignoring people I promise I saw all the asks and this was so requested in my inbox I had to spoil you guys. I have an outline with the first 12 chapters already planned out and I’m so excited to write this. I want to thank the ANON WHO HAD THE CANON IDEA for letting me write this series because I love it. 

Pairing: Adrian x MC (as of this chapter) ;)

Warnings: Amnesia, Fatal Car Accident 

Word Count: 1424 (Short because it’s an introduction chapter)

Tags: Not a soul at the moment but if you would like to be tagged for THIS SERIES let me know and I’ll be happy to add you here :)

Amy softly stirred, feeling strong arms wrapped around her as she let her eyes flutter open. She rolled over, cupping Adrian’s face in her hands as she placed a soft kiss to his forehead before standing to shower. She grabbed a towel and a change of clothes and headed for the apartment's bathroom- the apartment she had become so familiar with the past months after defeating Rheya. The set the towel down on the marble counter, slowly undressing herself before turning the warm water on. 

A few minutes later she emerged with wet hair, putting it up as she wiped herself down and began her daily routine. She put her bra and lingerie on, putting her suit on for the day shortly after.  She ran cold water and washed her face, gasping as she felt arms around her waist again. She looked up to the mirror, Adrian behind her with a warm smile as she turned to face him.

“Good morning Adrian.” Amy wrapped her arms around his shoulders, gazing into his perfect brown eyes. He leaned forward to kiss her cheek, pulling her incredibly close before whispering back. 

“Good morning, what time can I take you out to dinner, let’s say Ocean Prime?” Adrian smirked, as usual he always insisted on a nice dinner at least once a week. 

“How about 19:00? I’ll be finished, I’ll meet you there?” Amy smiled as she turned back to the mirror, putting a small amount of lip gloss on. 

“Perfect,” Adrian leaned closer, his eyes playful before he backed away, “it’s a date.” He placed the towel down, nothing Amy hadn’t seen and nothing she was complaining about either. He stepped into the shower as she left the bathroom, shouting as she left for work. 

“I love you Adrian!”

“I love you-ah shampoo! I mean you, I love you Amy!” 

Amy laughed as she shut the door, a smile on her face as she thought of nothing but dinner and what would come afterwards. She hopped into a cab as she scrolled through her text messages with Adrian, smiling at a picture of him at Coney Island with a big stick of cotton candy. She made it to her desk and sat down, letting time fly by as she waited for 18:00. 

----Skipping to 18:00 because writing about Amy at work is just not.the.move----

Amy smiled as she glanced up from her computer screen, reading the time to herself before packing her bags and heading towards the elevator. She stopped in the bathroom before fixing her makeup and her suit in the mirror before heading outside to hail a cab. She stepped inside, giving the driver the route to Oceans Prime as she texted Adrian. 

On my way! 

Perfect, I’m already seated! 

Love you!

I love you too!

Amy smiled as they navigated the less-than-usually busy streets of New York, as they hoped onto 695. Amy glanced back at her phone before looking up and seeing a car headed straight towards the cab, she screamed as they hit straight on. 

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*Buzz Buzz*

Adrian silenced his phone as he let the call go to voicemail as he waited for Amy. He reached into his pocket and held a small velvet box, his heart thumping as he thought of Amy, who he hoped would become his fiance. 

*Buzz Buzz*

Adrian scoffed, answering the phone as the sirens nearly deafened him. He furrowed his brows as he stepped outside of the restaurant. 

“This is Adrian Raines speaking how can-” 

“You are urgently needed at the hospital, there’s been an accident involving Amy something.” Adrian dropped the phone onto the pavement, running to his car and starting the engine as he blared off to the hospital. He parked on the side, immediately rushing in towards the desk, frantic to find Amy. 

“I’m looking for Amy-” 

“Mr.Raines, right this way.” The nurse stood and led Adrian to a hospital room at the end of the hall, she stopped before letting him inside. “She’s in critical condition, the doctor will be out shortly to talk with you.” Adrian huffed before nodding, only wanting Amy to be in the best hands. 

“What happened to her?” Adrian’s palms grew sweaty as the nurse shook her head, Adrian wanted to demand and answer but this was not the time. 

“The-the doctor will brief you shortly.” She walked away quickly, making Adrian nervous. He sat on the bench outside, nervously shaking his leg as he dialed Kamilah. 

“Adrian-”

“Amy’s been hurt, come to the hospital.”

“I’m on my way.”

Adrian waited patiently, wanting nothing more but to see and comfort Amy as he waited for Kamilah. He stood up as he heard footsteps approaching, the same nurse leading Kamilah, Lily and Jax to him as their faces bred concern. 

“What happened Adrian?” Lily asked as she let a tear fall from her face. 

“The doctor hasn’t come out yet.” Adrian sighed, leaning against the wall as Kamilah placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. Jax clenched his fist before letting a deep breath out, lowering his shoulders as he took a spot on the bench. A few minutes later the door to the room broke the silence, a tall, grey-haired doctor with a clipboard stepping out as he held a finger to his lips. All four of the vampires stood up, crowding the doctor as he shook his head, closing the door. He turned to Adrian, a frown on his face as he began to read the diagnosis. 

“Mr.Raines, I am here...I am here to inform you that Amy Smith has been involved in a fatal car accident due to a drunk driver on 695...” The doctor paused, taking a deep breath as Lily began to cry, leaning into Jax’s shoulder as he lowered his head. Adrian clenched his fist as he shut his eyes, trying not to cry as the doctor composed himself. “Although she was not killed, she suffered extreme physical trauma.” The group let out a sigh, knowing Amy could be healed over time with medicine and care. The doctor placed a hand on Adrian’s shoulder, looking him in the eye before finishing the brief. “The physical trauma includes: a fractured rib, a broken forearm, and a broken leg plus internal bleeding. Luckily her rib did not puncture her lungs, therefore she should be able to make a full recovery...physically.” 

“What do you mean physically?” Adrian inquired as Kamilah met his gaze, he shook his head as the doctor stared into the floor. 

“Unfortunately because of the incident, Amy Smith suffered extreme amnesia…not recollection of the past 5 years.” The doctor’s voice softened as he turned to the entire group, their faces pale as Lily and Jax sobbed softly. “I..I’m really sorry. We did everything we could…the door’s open...don’t overwhelm her too much...one at a time...” He walked away as Kamilah thanked him before rushing to hold Adrian as he cried. 

“Amnesia?!? That means-” Lily sobbed, falling into the chair as Jax held her, heartbreaking at the news too. He gently stroked Lily back as he clenched his jaw, before wiping his own eyes. 

“She doesn’t remember us…she doesn’t remember me…” Lily cried as Kamilah stood in front of them with her arms crossed as she bowed her head. 

Adrian stood up, clenching and unclenching his fist before reaching in for the velvet box, caressing the fur of it as he let it go and opened the door. Kamilah reached for his hand, looking him in the eyes as she let a tear fall. 

“Are you sure you’ll be okay in there alone? Kamilah whispered, as she peered into the room, not spotting Amy. Adrian nodded softly, as Kamilah, Lily and Jax took a seat on the bench, all of them in a tight embrace as they let their tears flow.

Adrian carefully stepped into the room, analyzing the windows and immediately turning to the bed with Amy’s figure resting in it. He slowly walked over to her as she stirred awake, meeting his eyes but without the loving gaze he was so accustomed to. 

“Amy-” Adrian sat down next to her, his eyes slowly watering as she took him in. He smiled at her but she just stared at him, confused at his presence. Adrian felt his heart speed up, as he gently took her hand, she pulled it away as her eyes narrowed at him before angrily whispering at him. 

“Who are you? I don’t know you.” 

[leta-the-strange]

My troubled relationship with the FB community.

Okay, here goes. As ridiculous as it sounds (because in reality, it is ridiculous) I have taken a rather lengthy break from my writing – both here, on A03 and Fanfiction.net for my health. I have a few significant health problems and for as long as I can remember, writing is one of the few escapes I have – one of my true joys. Now, I’m by no means one of the ‘greats’ in any of the fandoms I’ve written in. I’m always in awe of the talent of some of the writers that I have been lucky enough to read and although I’m not at their level, I’ve been so excited to have the opportunity to have these platforms to share the stories I’ve poured my heart into and so mindblown and grateful to have people not only read them but take the time to leave feedback or thanks.

My love for Leta Lestrange began way back in the very first film when we knew very little about her. But I was starry-eyed from the get-go. A woman of colour main character? She quickly turned into my new inspiration and I was lucky enough to be one of the first Leta Lestrange-centred writers and blogs and meet some other great creatives and like-minded fans in the then tiny Leta loving community. I started developing my first multi-chapter story and (as daunting as it was considering the incredible talent in the stories I had read) started uploading the first chapters to share. A few people started reading my stories and left encouragement, advice and comments that absolutely made my day and I would feel so driven and inspired to keeping going and looked forward to spending my evenings putting together new chapters. My heart would skip each time I got an email saying that someone had left a comment, a review, kudos or notes.  

I was quite naïve in not knowing much about ‘ship’ and ‘fandom wars’ and when I found out that was a…thing, I did my best to stick to safe, neutral content, staying out of the confrontational tags, not engaging in the fandom too much – only to share things I created or liked (what all this is supposed to be about). Unfortunately, no matter how well I did that foreign, poisonous part of the fandom I was naïve enough to believe I could easily avoid by minding my business found its way into my life and quickly consumed something I loved.

PLEASE understand that this post isn’t about the characters. This is about real people. As a young girl of colour, yes there have absolutely been moments where I feel sick at some of the racist undertones in a large majority of the fandom’s depiction of Leta – I am happy to put my feelings on this in a more eloquent fashion in a separate post but again, the purpose of my first post back is about real people.

There are people in this fandom, quite a lot of people actually who all belong to one particular community, who not only are lucky enough to have the free time to create and share the things they love on the internet but also apparently have enough spare time to actively go seeking out posts, stories, works, etc that are centred on fictional characters and relationships that they don’t like (to put it lightly) for the sole purpose of abusing, bullying and degrading the creators to the delight of their followers that have little more than mic-drop gifs, ‘oh snap’s, and ‘#preach’ to contribute. 

This behaviour is disgusting, appalling, unacceptable and harmful.

And of course, not ALL people from this particular, I don’t know the word…’shipping group’ do this (so many are kind, talented and supportive) but enough have that I feel like even if I eventually came to like this pairing, I would never, ever feel safe engaging in that community myself.

I have characters I like, characters I love, ones that I am impartial to and ones I don’t like much. That’s the great thing about fictional characters. However, I have never felt the urge (or had the time or energy) to obsessively track the tags of ships and characters that I don’t like to leave hateful comments designed to make the creators feel unsafe and unwanted in a community in which they are just as entitled to be involved in than anyone else.

This obsessive, abusive behaviour destroyed my love for writing. One of the few things that drew me out of depression when I was unable to physically do much else activity-wise gave me intense anxiety and as much as I still received beautiful comments, I panicked when I received notification that someone had messaged me. 

My story has been called disgusting, dumb, awful, gross etc. I have been called deluded (apparently for not following a canon ship), a crazy dumb bitch, illiterate – just off the top of my head. I found a thread last year that encouraged people to upload new Fantastic Beasts content to A03 asap to get my story off the first page when I would upload a new chapter.  I was torn to shreds on both fanfiction websites after the second film came out and told that I hadn’t seen the movies (I had started my story well before the second film so I had to fill in the gaps which were quite a few). It seemed so pathetic and laughable at the start, I would just make sure I could monitor my reviews and would delete or not answer the abuse I received. 

Eventually though, it become too overwhelming and I found it too difficult to continue – my inspiration was gone and I was emotionally drained. A few times I actually became pale, shaky and vomited from the relentlessness of it. I tried to claw back the thrill and love writing gave me by practicing getting back on the saddle by doing prompts on Tumblr while I was in hospital battling one of my illnesses. I thought it might be nice to take requests from people – a gentle re-entry into my beloved hobby and reconnecting with other fans. I did a piece on Theseus and Leta that I had overwhelming support for. I actually cried when more than a couple people left beautiful messages in regard to my Theseus dying/Leta surviving prompt. A few people left me Newt/Leta related prompts. I got around to completing a first kiss request that earned me an anon informing me that my writing was trash, made them gag in their mouth and I should seriously reconsider inflicting my unwanted pieces on a fandom that doesn’t want them and to keep my shit out of the tag. 

I have seen blogs disappear from it and stories, posts and artwork removed. I was scrolling through Instagram and someone (quite notorious for this behaviour across all platforms) simply comment ‘ew #newtinaforever’ on a beautiful Leta fanvid that would have taken such a long time to put together. Surprisingly, the comments I got that were simply ‘ew’, ‘gross’, etc were more hurtful than the torrents of abuse sometimes. 

Just a few days ago, someone posted something absolutely non-confrontational and innocent about them personally liking Newt/Leta because they found it cute which of course opened the floodgates for abuse and I read a comment relating to people who don’t personally ship the ‘canon’ ship (this sounds so ridiculous now that I’m typing it) as deluded and needed to check into a mental ward. This is quite personal but I am someone who has an illness that is accompanied by psychotic symptoms and I have spent periods of time in a psychiatric hospital (and will likely need to during my lifetime) for my own wellbeing. I felt physically nauseous by this. I feel anxious now disclosing this as I know this will give more ammunition to the people who have not yet been blocked by me and enjoy taunting me but I want people to understand the weight of their childish, uneducated, ignorant outbursts.  

Because of my experience, PLEASE understand that when I say ‘unhinged’ I am not meaning it as a slur, it is coming from a place of serious concern. I think there are people in this fandom that are becoming quite dangerously confused between reality and fantasy. These characters ARE NOT REAL. If I can get through years of one my favourite characters being constantly hated on, written by fans as an abuser, rapist, you name it while far more ‘bad/problematic’ (white) females are adored and shipped with various characters quite harmoniously, and not resort to commenting, abusing or harassing people than you can get through your fave not being someone else’s fave. If your favourite pairing is canon, why are you so insecure about people liking other pairings? In Harry Potter, the most popular fan-favourite ships are non-canon and don’t cause any harm.

If someone writes on THEIR OWN BLOG that they personally don’t follow a certain ship, or they find a character bland or boring, or don’t agree with a casting, or don’t see chemistry between certain actors or like a pairing that differs from your own, JUST KEEP SCROLLING (and certainly don’t go on a witch-hunt by tracking down posts, blogs and stories you know you won’t like).

These are not real people. There is absolutely 0 reasons to be offended by someone saying that they find a certain character or pairing bland (which I haven’t done before). Of course you can disagree but if you are enraged, or offended, or feel inclined to personally attack or threaten A REAL PERSON over their preferences in something make-believe, than please, I implore you for your own mental wellbeing, to seriously assess if this level of emotional attachment to made-up characters is healthy.

I am planning on getting back into my story in time. I would love to get through the prompts and (nice) messages in my inbox now that I’m feeling a little more secure mentally and physically. I do thank all the beautiful people who have taken the time to request things, leave notes and such – I’m only back for them and feel confident that I can work through the toxicity and superiority complexes in this fandom with their support. I will do my best from now on to call out and check people when I see them mistreating others and to have more respect for myself and my work and not tolerate this any longer. I may respond and share some of the less pleasant messages I’ve received if I believe my responses can be helpful to others but there are some that require no response or audience.

I feel very content in the knowledge that I can see a story, visual, video, etc, involving a fandom, character or pairing that I don’t necessarily like and still appreciate the time and effort the person put in and find enjoyment in it too. If you still feel incapable of controlling yourself around people who are not a carbon copy of yourself, please just save yourself the distress by just blocking me instead of wasting valuable time and energy finding new ways to abuse me. I am not a harmful person, I am not an abusive person. I encourage you in your journey to hopefully become the same and if you need to remove yourself from temptation than I applaud that decision no matter how much I cannot personally relate. 

To anyone who has read my stories or sent me prompts, thank your for your patience and encouragement. I look forward to being able to get back into a community I have found such joy in.

[pennyserenade]

hey that anon again!!!! anytime you write for frankie i fall in love with him a bit more :,) i loved your recent piece (idk if the frankie fics are all related or not but i read it as if they are which makes it that much more enjoyable) i loved the angst the yearning the drama (?) and the love between them too. it’s harsh but it’s realistic in the way that frankie and reader aren’t all rushed into a serious relationship, and then at the end them saying that was just what my hopeless romantic heart needed. also your smut writing skills have always been amazing and this time was no different! i understand it might not be your thing or something you’re less sure of but the smut in your work reads so fluently while being very intimate and sexy, love that! sending you love <33

hey nonie! thanks for coming back and leaving this lovely words in my inbox. when i read this message, i was absolutely giddy about it because its so incredibly kind and i had to do my best to conceal it because i was with friends.

the frankie fics are all related, albeit a bit loosely! i call it the losing dogs universe after the first little fic i wrote about him, because i think the song i bet on losing dogs captures the essence of this relationship almost too perfectly (in a very sad way). from the opening "my baby, my baby / you're my baby, say it to me" to the "i know they're losing and i'll pay for my place by the ring where i'll be looking in their eyes when they're down" everything about that song is what i picture when i think about frankie and this woman. she loves him with her entire being and he loves her too, but they're both people who hurt in shared and separate ways, and they don't think they can make it work. but, at the same time, because of this understanding they have of one another and that shared pain, they feel too intertwined and connected and even too understood to stop.

i too am a hopeless romantic and something about an "i love you" that comes out despite that it shouldn't, especially one that comes out without warning but feels so right as it settles over them both, was the whole reason that piece was written tbh, along with lana del rey's lyrics "there's things i want to say to you, but i'll just let you live" bc that has been fucking me up since i first heard it.

thank you so much for the compliments on the smut. i have felt that has always been one of my weaker points, but writing these has definitely helped me get a little more confident with them (along with messages like this!). thank you so much in general for reading. sorry for having walked you through my entire creative process lol

[seagrovehq]

hey friends, admin ren here. i just wanted to share a few things with you in regards to some things that are been going on. just to preface, this is in no means to start an argument. we won’t be humoring any replies. we just felt it necessary to share our side. 

first off, meg and i are both human. please be respectful. i honestly can’t stress that enough. meg and i both have a lot on our plates ooc, and it’s absolutely ridiculous that i wouldn’t even open the inbox because i was nervous i’d be greeting by another name-calling anon. this is a game. a hobby. that said, that doesn’t mean we don’t strive to make sure everyone’s included. if there’s something going on that you’re uncomfortable with, we should be able to work together to clearly handle the situation. if it doesn’t seem like we’re understanding what’s going on, we’ll talk it through. in no way is something going to be solved by countless anons from the same IP address. in no way is something going to be solved by calling us names and only sending things in anon and/or rudely. we’ve been open for four months now, and keeping things flowing perfectly is hard. there’s going to be issues. there’s going to be things that come up. and we’re not super!admins. however, we do work to include everyone. we do work to be diverse. i’ve been on hiatus off and on, but we both work to plot with and talk to everyone and at the very least, post countless reminders and tips on getting attention for plotting, replying to starter calls, etc.

when it comes to plotting, i’ve noticed that it’s incredibly important to remain active. if you’re here once every four-five days, not replying to im’s, and not understanding why you can’t develop plots, that might be something we can’t fix. if you’re only on that much because you’re not comfortable on the dash or not fitting in, that’s something that needs to be expressed clearly. there’s a difference between i’m having a hard time fitting in and people are ignoring my character. there’s a difference between you feeling like your muse is shot and not good for the group then us excluding characters. i’ve dropped muses because they just weren’t working out. but if it’s an issue besides that, we need to be able to talk about it. regardless, if we don’t seem to be understand what you need from us to make your experience better, you have to tell us or at least be incredibly clear about what’s going on. if we’re being told one thing and then suddenly it’s issue after issue after issue, there’s clearly a miscommunication error. 

i don’t want to drone on too much more because it’s late, and i’m frustrated and tired, but meg and i want nothing more than for seagrove to be safe place for our members and their muses. we have an incredible amount of diverse muns & muses, and we want to make sure that you’re all comfortable. 

with this post, i’m giving everyone who wants to help us make seagrove a better place the change to step forward and send us a message. you can im me here or our characters, but please don’t send anything on anon unless you’re going to be kind. we want to be able to help you guys if you’re having issues, but we have to work together to understand the issues. meg and i can’t force you guys to do anything, we can’t force characters to act a certain way, we can’t force interactions. but we can talk to you guys individually and if there’s anything you want to see happen, express that. we understand that things need to improve, so i’m documenting in writing that i need your guys help to ( kindly ) help us improve the dash. 

thank you guys for reading this, and know that we love our members and want to continue on for a long while, so please take everything i wrote into consideration. thanks.

ren & meg. 

[punjabaex]

Apologies: Klaus x Reader

request from anon// Klaus cheating on reader with Caroline

warnings// minor language, reader feels unworthy, but fluff and angsttt! also, my first Klaus one-shot, so I'm sorry if this isn't great!

You were siting on the bed in your hotel room, staring at the dark walls. Your phone had been going off for a quite a while now. You immediately turned it off with aggressiveness. You’re quiet sobs now filled the emptiness in the room. You tried to reprocess everything that had happened in the past few hours of your life. And the reason for it all; Klaus Mikaelson. Where the name would give some shudders, to you, it gave butterflies. Klaus was this unexplainable, complex, intricate being. Everybody thought of him as this self-centered, murderous ego-maniac, but nobody knew him like you did. He was this kind, caring, and loving person, and you loved your hybrid with every piece of your heart. You had been the happiest with him, here in New Orleans. The Mikaelsons were like family to you. You were treated like a Queen by everybody, but you never took that position. You were far too self-less, compassionate, kind, and loving. And that was the exact reason Klaus loved you. You put everyones happiness ahead of yours, never put yourself above anyone, and did whatever you could to make sure that people around you were untroubled. He also loved how cheery you were. Always smiling, incredibly intelligent, being awkward, and not caring of what other cared of you. You never let your sadness be shown to the world. That was just not the light you wanted to offer people. You bottled up your feelings, and you were so good at it, faking your pain, you could’ve won an Oscar. For the past few months, you had been breaking apart. Klaus Mikaelson had broken your heart, piece by piece.. You found your boyfriend of 3 years, on top of Caroline Forbes. Although you were trying to convince yourself that Klaus couldn’t have done this, you truly knew he did. A FEW HOURS AGO: You walked in to the Mikaelsons home after shopping with Rebekah, also one of your best friends,  for what seemed like hours. Rebekah had decided that she wanted to go visit Marcel, so here you were lugging in tons and tons of clothes, accessories, and other foolishness that either one of you didn’t need. You knew that today, every Mikaelsson, except Klaus, wouldn’t be home today. Elijah with Hayley, Freya and Kol, out and about, so you had the mansion to just Klaus and yourself, and you were very excited. You both did not get a lot of time alone, so whatever you had, you really did cherish. You put down the bags on the sofa, and quietly walked up the stairs to the room you and Klaus shared, ready to change out of you maxi-dress, and into some sweatpants and a tank. You could’ve sworn you heard a girl in the room with Klaus. You tried to use your vampire hearing to hear, but nothing was clear enough. You walked closer to the door, you could’ve sworn that anyone from miles away could’ve heard your heartbeat. As you peered in through the door, that was opened the slightest, tears welled up in your eyes. Klaus and Caroline were in a intimate moment. You choked on your breath, and began to walk away, ready to sprint down the stairs. But Klaus had heard you. He chased after you down the stairs, trying to slip on his clothes. 
He was yelling your name. “Y/n! Love, come back, please, I am so sorry, just let me explain”. But your thoughts filled up your mind, blocking out his words. Tears were freely flowing down your face. Klaus grabbed on to your wrist, apologizing over and over again, and all you could do was stare at him. You were utterly shocked by his actions. And then it washed over you. “Let me go, Klaus. Don’t fucking touch me” you screamed, within sobs. He let go of your wrist just standing and staring now. He knew he was wrong, that he had made a mistake, that he had just lost the woman of his dreams. He had let Carolines and his old love come in the way of the woman he was going to ask to be his for the rest of his life. You walked out of the doors, you tears covering your vision straight into Kol’s arms. “What is it, darling” he asked with worry. You just buried you head further in to his chest. Crying so loudly now. “Just stay, Kol. Please, just stay”. “Don’t worry love, I got you, its going to be alright” he said as he rested his head on yours, hugging you tight. “I just want to go away, far, far, away. I need to go, now” you said, wiping your tears after a couple of minutes. “Y/n, please tell me whats up so I can help you. You do not need to go anywhere, I’m here with you”. “Klaus, he...cheated on me” your eyes welling up with tears again. You’re not gonna cry you told yourself, nope, not for him. Kol just stared at you, and engulfed you in his arms, saying kind words. “Ill come back” you said, “ I just need some time alone to rethink” “Let me come with you, y/n” “Thanks Kol, but I just need time alone, just me and my thought”. He hugged you one last time, and you left. Now here you were. In a hotel not to far away. You knew about Caroline. How much Klaus had loved her, and how much heart break he had been through when he wasn’t able to attain her love. You saw her, here and there, when you and Klaus took a little trip to visit the Salvatore brothers in Mystic Falls. The way Klaus looked at her, you knew that love was clearly existent between the two. Everybody talked about it, too. Klaus and Caroline. The tale of the two love birds. Some saying how she was dumb not to pursue him after how much he changed as a person after being around her, and other saying that she was intelligent for not going after the man. Whenever her name came up, you sulked a little on the inside. You had convinced yourself that she was far more gorgeous than you, and Klaus had every right to like her more than he liked you. But then, when Klaus had confessed his true love for you, you forgot all about her. And yet, here she was, with your boyfriend, proving yet again that Klaus would never feel the same of you, as he did of her. And that was the one thing that made you feel like utterly and completely useless. Minutes and hours passed by, and you feel asleep. Until you were woken up by someone gently pushing your hair back, you were ready to spring up and tear the person apart, but you knew the familarity of this person. Of their soft hands, and the scent of bourbon and leather. It was Klaus. And he was crying. He saw you slowly sit up, your red,tear streaked face. You looked away from him making sure not to make eye contact. “How’d you even find me” “The GPS on you phone, love” Klaus said.  That damned phone, you thought to yourself Before you could even open your mouth to tell him to leave, he started to talk. “Y/n, I understand if you do not forgive me. I am truly unworthy of your love, undeserving of you. What I have done today, Ive never felt more bad about myself. I never wanted to hurt you, ever. That was one thing I told myself I never would’ve done. Caroline, and I, that was just the heat of the moment. I did not know what went over me. I didn’t mean to do it. The last thing I have ever wanted is to lose you, and when you walked out of that door, I’ve never felt a greater emptiness in my life. I have never valued your affection, warmth, and spirit more. I know that I am wrong, and trust me, I do loathe myself for it. For the man I am. In the past centuries, Ive been alone and broke, but when I was blessed with you, you healed all the sorrow in my life. I am beyond fortunate for you. I feel like the luckiest man for having you as my girlfriend, my lover, my support, and my happiness. And I know, I put a big tear in our relationship today, but I will do whatever it takes to make it up to you, to convince you that I am worthy of your love. Forgive me, darling” And a single tear fell down his face. You wiped away the tear, and pulled him into a kiss. One that meant, forgiveness, love, and new opportunities. “Klaus, what happened today, broke me in a way that I never thought it would have. You made me feel as if I was unworthy of loving, and that I was never good enough. Ive tried, tried so hard to not let the way Aurora, Camille, or Caroline looked at you. The fact that they were far more better for you, than me”. “Don’t say that. I have never loved anyone more than you. No one is as amazing as you, y/n, and it astonishes me that you don’t realize that. Your everything I’ve wanted to be, and more. And the fact that i wake up next you every morning, and that I get to call you mine, is unbelievable to this day.  I promise you, with the enitirety of my heart, that I will never hurt you, ever again. I love you y/n,  I love you so much”. “ I love you too Klaus, and I forgive you, but do that again, and I will surely put that White Oak stake through your heart, and drop your body at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean”. You both laughed at this, and you fell asleep in Klaus arms, till morning came.

a/n: sorry to the anon who requested, I literally procrastinated this until today, and sat and wrote in 2 hours, so sorry for any mistakes! I’m just trying to improve my writing more and more, so I'm very very sorry if this isn't great (or any of my writing isn't great lol). thanks for the support, and feel free to send something in my inbox, whether it be positive criticism, requests, or if ya just wanna talk! we are so close to 100 followers, so THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THE SUPPORT. Writing and reading here on Tumblr is something I enjoy doing. Not only is it a great de-stresser, but I get to see such talented and great human beings from all over the world :))))))) 

tags: @tanjamikaelson

[franeridart]

hey I hope you're happy (since you obviously deserve it)

!!!!!!!!!! Thank you??? I hope you’re happy too, anon!!!

Anon said:Wow Tetsutetsu and Kaminari like a couple? Really? Ok, that is interesting, but I don’t know if it is possible. Why do you put them together?

I mean, it’s a crack ship, being possible isn’t really its point haha they’re not supposed to make much sense, as far as canon goes? If I remember right they do come from the same prefecture, so maybe they knew of each other/ knew each other before UA, but as far as I’m concerned my interest in the ship comes from the quirk compatibility, really. It’s nothing I put much thought into, and I do have many ships for both of them I like better, but the idea of the two of them together is fun so why not

Anon said:The kamitetsu was really cute!!! It was also really super cute when two people spoke at the same time/had the same thought you mixed their colors!!! That was honestly a very nice touch and cute! I love your art it makes me so happy!

AHHHHH THANK YOU!!!!!! And I’m glad you liked that, for a while I thought mixing the colors like that was gonna make it confusing hahaha

Anon said:Just stopped by to say your artwork makes me so incredibly happy, and always improves my day!! I hope you have a great rest of the year because you deserve it!! Thank you for everything you do!

Sob thank you so much for taking the time to send this message!!!!! Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!

Anon said:I’m sorry for clogging your inbox with this (you don’t have to write back), but wanted to say I hope you feel better real soon and also to say thank you (so very much!!) for sharing your art. Selfish of me to say so, but it really really has cheered me up after a bad day. Lots of love to you!

I’m!!!! So happy I could help you feel better, anon!!!!! I hope your day is going 100x better, right now!!!! And thank you for the well wishes ;u;

Anon said:have you thought about this or what do you think about it?: Tokoyami / Mina ?

Never thought about it before, actually :O but why not? I’m not sure they’d work as far as personalities go, but they’re definitely aesthetically pleasing next to each other! Their designs work well together haha

Anon said:*Climbs out of the chimney, covered in soot and very disgruntled* I’ll have you know, good sire. *Tips hat.* That I just read the entirety of the Dgray man because of your laven art. And I- *Dabs at eyes, voice cracking* -am having more feelings than I ever wanted.

AAAHHHHHH I’M SORRY FOR THE UNWANTED FEELS but I’m??? so glad you decided to check the manga out????????????? I hope you liked it oh g o d that manga is my life !!!

Anon said:This isn’t like a “secret request for a drawing” but don’t you think there needs to be a hug between Deku and All Might somewhere in the manga?!? I mean c'mon, Deku cries at the drop of a hat, someone give the boy a hug! Plus, I feel like All Might is a kind of father figure for Deku!! Sorry, I just needed to get that out XD. Love your artwork though!! My heart skips a beat at the sight of it. And my love for Baku and Kiri has been extended.

We actually had one tho!

an heartbreaking moment I 100% understand why you’d remove from your memory tbh, I cried, I’m still crying

Anon said:OOF i love your OCs..

Anon said:Heyyy I just wanted to say that I love your art with all my heart and the cat person/dog person one was so lovely.. I’m weak to kiribaku with animals.

So am I anon aaahhhhh !!!!!!!!! and thank you so so so so so much!!!!

Anon said:Just curious… do you have a personal favorite of your own art that you’ve posted?

Hmmmm not really, but if I had to pick one it’d be this one (which… does say something about my process and how to make it better……..) (a something I’m willingly ignoring) anyway usually what I’m the most satisfied with is the last thing I’ve posted haha

Anon said:Your art style brings out Kirishima’s adorableness even more. Holy heck I love how cute he is when you draw him. (And Bakugou and the rest of the kids too!)

THANK YOU!!!!!! I think it might be because I find him so incredibly cute, so I try to portray just how cute I think he is the most hahaha I’m glad I’m managing that well enough!!!!

Anon said: Hello~ Sending some love because you deserve it! I was having a shitty day (as always for me these days) and saw your Baku and Kiri cat & dog art and instantly felt a little better. My heart always feels lifted, and a smile replaces my tears, when I see your beautiful art! Even the kinda sad ones. If my heart hurts a bit from the sad arts, at least it’s because of the love expressed in the piece, and not heartache from personal things. Thank you, as always, for sharing your work.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank you for the kind words oh my god!!!!!! ;O;

Anon said:IS BAKU WEARING A RED RIOT SHIRT AND DOES THE DOG HAVE A RED RIOT PAULDRON COLLAR AND IS KIRI WEARING A BAKU SHIRT

YES TO ALL OF IT!!!!!! :D

Anon said:i just want to tell you i’m now 10000 times gayer than i was before i’m blushing so much at your latest bakushima art… it’s sososo Good, i love you

:O thank you!!!!! I love you lots too!!!!

Anon said: I see you ship Bakugo and Kiri together. Why do you ship them? Just wondering cause i love hearing why people ship certain people. P.S: i soooooooo ship them as well.

God, that’s one hard question to answer easily - I somewhat talked about it here? tho it was more specifically about why chapter 90 kills me haha but yeah to sum it up I’d say that my favorite ship for Kirishima is Bakugou because I think he’s the one that understands Kirishima best, the one that’s been there the most for him when Kirishima needed it, the one that always knows what to say to him and the one Kirishima holds onto when he needs strength, he’s the one that’s shown the most concern for Kirishima and the only one that’s actively done something to make him feel better when Kirishima needed it. He’s the one Kirishima gravitates towards the most and the one Kirishima shows most sides of himself to, too. And my favorite ship for Bakugou is Kirishima because Kirishima’s the only one that actually tries to see behind Bakugou’s anger, the one that since the start looked at him rage and saw a teen in pain, the only one that actually knows how to talk to him and the only one that doesn’t even need to try, he’s just naturally Bakugou’s perfect match in personality. He’s the one that likes Bakugou as he is, for what he is, not part of him but all of him, completely. He’s the one that’d risk his life for Bakugou no questions asked, and he’s the one Bakugou’s the most willing to spend time with, the one Bakugou talks to and shares with and accepts help from. 

I like the relationship they share with each other the most out of every other relationship they have with other characters because they’re comfortable with one another and care for one another in an active way, do everything they can to make sure the other is happy and safe. Because they’re each other’s strength and greatest ally and best friend. I like that they’re aware of each other, that they know each other, that they like each other - not in a subtext kind of way, but in an obvious, on screen, there-was-a-chapter-in-which-that-was-actually-spelled-out way. I like how Kirisihima always knows what’s up with Bakugou, and I like how he’s the proxy to go to when people don’t know where Bakugou is, and I like that he always knows. I like that it’s implied they spend a lot of time alone together. I like that Kirishima said that Bakugou has a broken way of talking, but he isn’t a bad guy and he can’t say he dislikes how Bakugou tends to make enemies left and right, and I like that Bakugou took his hand and smiled at him. I like that Bakugou never yells at him and always calls him by name and never ignores him, and I like that Kirishima calls him out on his rudeness but still likes him and supports him and follows him. I like their relationship the most because it’s the most important relationship for either of them, because it’s healthy and equal and happy, and I ship it because seeing it as romantic from where they stand now, to me, isn’t a huge step at all

And I like this ship above any other ship, even above the ships with other characters that share similar relationships as far as support and love goes, because they’re fun, and rowdy, and bright and loud and dynamic, and I have fun thinking about them interacting more than I have fun thinking about anyone else. And because they’re separately my favorite characters, and I think together they’d be the happiest they could ever manage, and I really, really want that for both them. To be happy with the person that understands them the most and loves and supports them the most, and with whom they can be the most comfortable and open and at peace. I think they could be home to each other, really. They’re a pretty obvious ship, to me haha

Anon said:My dude! Have you seen the trailer for the new Guillermo del Toro movie? Shape of water? It has some similarities to your shark kiri au!

I’ve read some things, yeah :O hadn’t really linked it to the AU tho, that’s an interesting observation !!!!

Anon said:the RR on baku’s wristband is for Red Riot, i assume? :)

YESSSS I tend to dress Bakugou in Red Riot merch a lot hahaha

Anon said:FRAN oml those bakugous??? Are amazing???? I love love love the lines so much they look so good and clean and sharp and I don’t have words but they’re just so so good the poses are amazing and ahhhhhh you did??? So good?? I feel like you’re constantly improving so much it’s amazing ahhhhhh I’m so in love w ur style I !!! Hope ur having a lovely day!!! Bless you

THANK!!!! YOU!!!! SO MUCH!!!!!!! Holy shit I’m crying !!!!!!! g o ds o

Anon said:Hi! I’m new to the BNHA fandom, and really love your art! I’m just starting to get into BakuShima and TodoDeku too, but just a couple days ago I read you say that MomoJirou are also pretty obvious about their gayness, including one time you saying you’re completely sure Kirishima and Jirou have a crush on those two canonically and, could I ask you to explain this to me? I’m all about it, this is not a complain! I just want to know more about them, thank you!

I wouldn’t say they’re canonically into them, but I do feel like, if I were to point someone they might be romantically into, that’s who I’d point to hahaha but yeah Jirou and Momo! They haven’t appeared much in canon so after all there isn’t too much behind the ship, more for shortage of scenes than anything else, but Jirou tends to blush a lot around Momo, she’s really protective of Momo, she’s pointed out how cute Momo is on more than one occasion, and their friendship is seriously cute - they’re always together? And when they’re not Jirou gravitates towards Momo a lot, you see her in the background waving at Momo or walking towards Momo really really often - of course all of these things can (and most probably are) just proofs of their being best friends! But it’s a good relationship I love a lot, which is why I ship it~

[astraea-writes]

To Kiss A Girl- Davey Jacobs x Reader

alright so i guess im just gonna post davey fics until ben fankhauser falls in love with me??

requested by anon, so sorry for the delay! these go alongside my college headcanons from the other day, and i most definitely am going to rewrite this in the future with better structuring, but i wanted to get this out asap!

please listen to "to Kiss a Girl" when you read bc itll make so much more sense i promise

as always my inbox is always open

warnings: drinking

Hey! Y/N! Get a pape from your favorite newsie?" Jack yelled from across the quad. You laughed and made your way towards him. winter break was over, and today was the first day of the last quarter of the school year. Your last class of the day had just gotten out, and you were already exhausted from the amount of work you knew you'd have before this year was out. "Katherine's still got you passing out the school newspaper for her?" you asked, taking the paper and sliding it into your bag. "My girl just made rising editor in chief for next year" he beamed, and you smiled at how in love with her he was. You were quickly pulled out of your thoughts, however, when you felt an arm wrap around your waist and turned to see Davey. "Hey, study night at the library?" He asked and when you nodded he dropped his arm and blushed at the instinctive contact. It was a common occurrence for the two of you to spend countless days studying and talking while the rest of your gang was out getting into trouble somehow. Jack chuckled at the awkward exchange. "Well well, if it ain't the other half of the loveboids" he greeted Davey, winking and slugging him on the shoulder. You rolled your eyes. "Shouldn't you be off fawning over Katherine like a lost puppy somewhere?" you teased and Jack playfully shoved you. " ah come on, you two knows there's something goin on here! You twos have even kissed!" He accused, waving his hands around wildly, gesturing to the small space between you and your best friend. You couldn't help but look down and smile at the memory, but you quickly recovered as Davey went still. "It was New Years, Jack. And I seem to recall you getting us tipsy on champagne, and then pushing me into him as the ball dropped" "I elped a little, but you twos were the one who did it!" He protested. You smiled and shook your head. "I know there's no point to arguing with ya, even if I'm right, so I'm just gonna leave now" you laughed. Jack smirked at the glare Davey gave him and you pulled him away before he could get too annoyed. "Sorry i wasn't much help back there" he muttered once you were out of Jacks hearing range. "Don't worry about it. I can take care of myself" you laughed. The rest of the walk was full of conversation about how Davey finally got to see Les during winter break and your crazy family stories. The two of you instinctively made your way to your table, in the back of the library by the law books no one ever needed so no one would bother you. You hadn't even bothered to stop at your dorm and grab any textbooks, you knew that you and Davey would probably wind up talking so much that nothing would get done-it was rare for the two of you to have been apart for this long. "Why'd you want to study?" you asked as Davey pulled out his laptop. "Have you even been assigned anything yet?" "No" he admitted, "Im just stressed. You know how I took that music composition class last semester?" You nodded and he continued "well our final project was to write a full length song but our class was struggling so much that the professor gave us winter break to finish it. But now, I have to perform it in a week and it's no where near good enough" You laughed as he ranted. "Davey, you're an amazing writer. I'm sure it's amazing, even though you refuse to let me hear it." He shook his head. "There's no way you're hearing it" "at least play it for me then?" You countered, and knowing that you wouldn't stop until he did, Davey slowly got up and made his way towards the piano in the lounge of the library, where students were free to relax and play anything they wanted. He sat down and began to play the most beautiful melody you had ever heard. You stared at him as his hands moved all over the keys and his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. You thought back to what Jack had said, about New Years Eve.

You and the gang of boys Davey and Jack had gathered had decided to go home for Hanukkah and Christmas, but come back to school for a New Years Party to end all New Years Parties (according to Spot Conlon). You had showed up to a pretty little club to find the boys drinking like no tomorrow, save for Davey who was in the corner waiting for you. As the two of you spent the night in conversation, Jack got more antsy as the night went on, telling the both of you that tonight was the time to finally get together about every twenty minutes, and the two of you had rolled your eyes and laughed his drunken shpeals off each time. Two minutes to midnight he had pressed glasses of champagne and probably something else into your and Daveys hands, and pushed the two of you together. You fell into Davey and his hand went to the small of your back as your hand grabbed his shoulder for support. Taking a sip of champagne and setting the glasses down, the two of you maintained eye contact, still pressed against each other. You couldn't speak, mesmerized by his eyes, by the way he was looking at you like you were the only person in the room. As Jack screamed the countdown, you decided to screw it and quickly pressed your lips to his. It was only for a moment, a single kiss, but he kissed you back and you felt every firework and sparkle that had been promised to you by corny love songs and cliche movies. The Newsies yelled and cheered once the two of you pulled away, staring at each other like you were meeting for the first time. Once the boys finally dispersed to go and taunt Jack and Katherine, who were very publicly making out in the middle of the dance floor, you turned to go with them, but Davey grabbed your hand and pulled you back to his chest. Before you could ask what was wrong, he cupped his hands around your face and kissed you. The two of you stayed like that, kissing painfully slowly, lips moving together in perfect sync, knowing that once you pulled away this would all end. After several minutes you had to break the kiss, and when your eyes met there was absolutely no denying that you were in love with this boy and always had been.

But you hadn't done anything about it. Davey walked you to your dorm, made sure you got to your bed safely, and left. When you woke up the next morning, there was a glass of water and an aspirin on your desk and a text message on your phone from Davey, apologizing for leaving so soon but he had to catch his train back home, and apologizing for last night. You had stayed in bed, silent tears moving down your face, because the boy you loved was sorry he kissed you and there was nothing you could do about it. "Y/N?" Daveys voice pulled you out of your thoughts, and quickly wiped away a tear you hadn't realized was forming. "Sorry," you laughed softly. "Just, God, Davey, that was beautiful. So so beautiful" He blushed and thanked you, quickly walking back to your table. "So when do I get to hear the actual lyrics??" you asked slyly. "Never." He responded flatly. "Come onnnn Davey, Im your best friend" you pouted, making him laugh. "Its just, personal, okay?" he said defensively. "Mm hmm, okay. But there's nothing that you can't write amazingly, and nothing you can't sing because I have 100% heard you singing in the shower so there's no denying that Davey Jacobs. And if you don't want me to listen to it, then fine, but nothing is going to change the fact that it's probably already my most favorite song ever" you told him sincerely, and he blushed, still not used to your compliments after years of friendship.

But it really wasn't fine. Because you couldn't let it go.

"Okay just tell me what it's about" you begged, lying upside down on Jacks bed as Davey cleaned up his side of the room. "Nope" he smirked and you groaned in agony. "Davey come on there's nothing I don't know about you" "You don't know what I'm gonna sing" he laughed and you threw one of Jacks pillows at his head. "Davey come on I'm literally dying. Is it about me? About Jack? About your hidden love for girly Starbucks drinks?" you jokingly guessed, standing in line at your local Starbucks. Davey recited both of your orders and then turned back to glare at you. "Y/N I'm seriously not telling you. It's personal and stupid and once I get my grade I'm never speaking of it again, okay?" he sighed as the two of you walked to class. "That makes me incredibly sad because I know everything you do is ridiculously amazing" you smiled, and he only rolled his eyes.

After a week of begging and unsuccessfully bribing, Davey's performance day was here and you still weren't even told where it would be. That was, until Jack came pounding on your door. "Y/N! So a friend of Katherine's is in Daveys music class and a friend of hers is the stage manager for the theatre they're using and if we go right now then we can get there in time to sneak in!" he yelled, and you had barely grabbed your coat before you were out the door. Jack was the only person as impatient as you, and Daveys secrecy had been driving him crazy as well. The two of you made it to the school theater in record time, sneaking in to the back entrance that had been left open for you. You two made your way to the back of the house, and ducked into the last row of seats as Daveys name was called. He shyly walked up to the piano, and began to play the melody you had heard just the week before. His face slowly relaxed as he calmed his nerves, and hesitantly he began to sing. You were immediately stunned. His voice was pure and perfect, echoing off the walls. And then he got to the chorus. You felt Jacks eyes land on you, but you couldn't look away from Davey. Was he really singing about you? Could he really have felt the same way? You barely blinked, smiling wider than you thought possible, tears pooling in your eyes. And right before the final chorus, Davey turned to look out into the crowd and your eyes met. With a mix of both fear and confidence that only he could have, he belted out the final notes, and as he finished the song, you ran up to the bottom of the stage as the professors and the rest of the class burst into applause, Jack cheering the loudest. Davey made his way down to you from the stage, and all of his embarrassment melted away as he saw the look in your eyes. He ran up to you and you didn't hesitate to grab his collar and pull him into you, kissing him like you had been waiting to for so long. His hands wrapped around your waist and he deepened the kiss, the applause growing even stronger. There was no countdown or champagne, but you knew this was a new beginning for the both of you.

[oumakokichi]

I will be quite honest: after reading all of Kaito's FTE, I really enjoyed how much the writers of DRV3 completely demolished Kaito's shounen protagonist BS and exposed it for the terrible kind of blind optimism that it is. Also, the way Kaito talks to Shuichi during his last FTE about how Shuichi's horrible guilt from exposing a murderer who was perfectly justified in taking revenge and basically just dismisses Shuichi by calling his guilt stupid really irritates me because it's like Kaito neve

This ask for some reason only showed me the first part when it sent but when I refreshed, there was the second part, sitting in my inbox. (I think the amount of asks I get sometimes just makes my inbox do weird things).

For people who haven’t yet read Momota’s FTEs, you can find them in my Free Time Event tag, here!

Anyway, this is a really good ask and I’ve taken my timeresponding because there’s a lot to address.

I want to start off by saying that I do like Momota as acharacter. I think he means well, I find his interactions pretty humorous, andhis contributions in Chapter 5 are extremely memorable. I haven’t made it asecret that I do like and enjoy Momota—so by responding to this ask, I want tomake it clear that this is an analysis of his flaws and the things that couldhave been done better, not my attempt to hate on him or anything.

Momota is a good character, but I think he could have beendone better. I agree with youentirely, anon; in fact, one of my biggest faults with Momota as a character isthat I think the subversion of the “shounen protagonist” trope should have been…well, more of an actual subversion.

Momota is perhaps one of the characters with which hisintended role in the game is played the straightest. I understand what Kodakawas going for with implementing a character who thinks of himself as theprotagonist and the main character, only to have to come to terms with the factthat he’s not. And in theory, it works quite well. But the problem is, Momota’splot relevance and hero syndrome gets amped up far too much for it to reallycount as a proper subversion.

The biggest problem with calling it a subversion is the factthat at some point, everything in the game, everything in the narrative, getsattributed to Momota. And this isn’t wrong on its own necessarily—if thecharacters had actually realized further down the line or addressed the factthat Momota wasn’t quite as much of a successful leader as they were making himout to be or responsible for the things they were crediting him with, thatwould be one thing. But it’s just never addressed.

At some point, the characters all, for the most part, creditMomota with doing nearly everything. Maki’s character development and growth asan individual? That’s Momota’s doing. Keeping everyone alive? That’s Momota’sdoing. Even knowing the full facts about the Chapter 5 trial and the fact thatmost of the lines Momota was saying in the Exisal were scripted by Ouma, mostof the characters attribute the plan as if it were something Momota helped tocreate himself, rather than something he agreed to.

A female character’s entire character arc is boiled down to,“she’s only changing because she’s in love,” so much so that it gets kind ofpainful to read at some point. Tsumugi says it, Saihara says it, pretty muchall the characters imply it at one point or another. Maki’s autonomy and chanceto shine on her own as a character who can grow and develop for reasonsunrelated to Momota is overshadowed entirely with, “well she’s changing, yeah,but really this is all thanks toMomota.”

Meanwhile, it’s true that Momota does want to keep everyonealive and help them, yes—but ndrv3 spends so much time emphasizing the factthat blind optimism and trust and cooperation are all incredibly dangerous andshouldn’t be played right into, yet never seems to properly address Momota’sfaults in particular for playing into these things the most.

His reckless, shounen protagonist behavior gets them allinto trouble more than once. Chapter 4 is where things come to the biggestboiling point, as you pointed out. His reckless and stubborn refusal to changehis opinion or doubt someone like Gonta even when concrete evidence was rightin front of him literally put all the group’s lives at risk. Had he been moreconvincing than Saihara, had the group decided to follow Momota’s opinioninstead and vote for Ouma, they would all have been killed.

This is something that I think Momota definitely realized hewas in the wrong for later on and felt guilty about—but even still, most ofChapter 5 is spent with him avoiding the issue entirely. He continues referringto Saihara by last name instead of the more familiar first-name basis by whichhe’d been calling him exclusively ever since halfway through Chapter 2, avoidseye contact or bringing up the things he said at the Chapter 4 trial wheneverpossible, and doesn’t actually apologize for the things he said until very latein the game, during the Chapter 5 post-trial.

What’s more, the narrative continues to act as if Saiharahimself was somehow at fault for how things turned out in the Chapter 4 trial,even though it was clear that he wasn’t siding with Ouma at all but simplytrying to be objective as a detective. Momota not only berated and insultedSaihara at the Chapter 4 trial, but also threatened to hit him again, tellinghim to “open his eyes,” and see that “Gonta wasn’t the culprit”—but thesethings get brushed almost entirely under the rug by Chapter 5 in favor ofacting as if the awkward period of not talking to each other was somehow both their faults instead of somethingthat Momota had done to Saihara.

This is what it means for a narrative to give a character afree pass. It’s perfectly fine for a character to make mistakes—it’s justpreferable that those mistakes are addressed in some way and the character isheld accountable. But at some point it becomes pretty apparent that Momota isn’texactly held to the same standard of accountability as some of the othercharacters by the narrative. There’s this definite feeling by some of the laterchapters that even when Momota is wrong, he’s also right somehow. Most of the figures who we see disagree with him infact are either killed off incredibly earlier (Ryouma comes to mind), or elsepurposely portrayed in an antagonistic and hostile light, in order tounderscore why everyone else in the group thinks they’re wrong, like Ouma.

As you mentioned, there is a lot in Momota’s FTEs and in hischaracter in general that doesn’t quite get addressed, at all. Most of it canbe summed up as toxic masculinity that never gets called out or treated as aflaw by the narrative. Momota’s entire method of dealing with problems is “shapeup, get over it, stop being so weak”—but this almost entirely translates to “stopbeing such a sissy/such a girl.”

Whenever anyone disagrees with him, his solution is to getloud, reckless, even violent, often threatening to hit people. The whole “hittingpeople to make them ‘snap out of it’” trope is already tired and overdone, inmy opinion, but it’s especially telling that it’s treated as something we’resupposed to see as inspirational and uplifting by the narrative, rather thansomething uncalled for or unnecessarily violent. Even Momota’s apology toSaihara at the start of Chapter 2 is rushed and doesn’t really address the rootof the problem.

For instance, look at his reasons for training with Saiharacompared to his reasons for training with Maki. With Saihara, the problem isthat Saihara is “too weak.” He’s “fragile,” “too emotional,” he seems like “toomuch of a sissy” to actually carry on Kaede’s will. Momota wants to train thosething right out of him and “make him into a real man.” It’s one thing toacknowledge that Saihara’s anxiety and dependency is something holding him backand preventing him from moving forward even when he promised Kaede, but it’scouched entirely in terms of masculinity, “becoming more manly,” etc.

By contrast, Maki is someone who he welcomes into theirgroup because he notices how hard she is on herself and wants her to come toterms with her backstory and move past it, yes—but also his reasons areentirely centered around the idea that there’s something wrong with girls specificallybeing trained to kill.

The reason he asks about Maki’s time at the orphanage isbecause he thinks it’s “more natural for women to take care of children than touse weapons,” and that’s pretty straightforwardly misogynistic. It’s notsomething that’s ever once brought up as a problem, either. There’s never anyacknowledgment of the fact that Maki’s backstory is fucked up because she was achild who was trained to kill. It’s always instead about how she was a girl who was trained to kill.

Even the whole optional event where she discusses a targetshe was sent to kill at a cosplay convention is framed in a way that made me sortof uncomfortable, because it was supposed to be “cute” and “humorous” that shewas swarmed with tons of otaku photographers who mistook her for a cosplayer.Even when she talks about how horrible the punishment she got was for failing tokill the target afterwards, it’s something Saihara and Momota laugh about as ifit was a cute and endearing story, rather than a story about a kid gettingabused horribly by the assassin network she was forced into.

Again, all of this feels less like a subversion of theshounen protagonist role which Momota embodies and more like… playing it 100%straight with no punchline and no criticism. I don’t think Momota is the worstndrv3 character by any means, or even a bad character, but I do think there wasa lot of room for improvement with him, and it’s one of the reasons he’s gonesomewhat further down on my character ranking than the first time I used thesorter. I still like him—quite a lot, in fact! But I feel as if the narrativespends too much time trying to make me like him without quite addressing thethings he does wrong, and I’d rather have seen his character used to subvertsome of the more overdone tropes in shounen fiction.

His last FTE with Saihara, as you pointed out, feels like itplays right into all of these things I’ve mentioned. It’s all very nice andwell that he agrees to help Saihara and wants to support him “because Saiharais his assistant,” but it still ends on a note of there being… not very equalfooting between the two of them. Saihara says it might happen “someday,eventually,” but there is this very real sense of Momota not exactly takingSaihara’s thoughts or feelings into consideration.

And again, I feel like Chapter 4 does tackle the issue ofMomota looking down on Saihara somewhat, because we see clearly then that eventhough Momota kept telling Saihara to follow his own reasoning as a detective,he wasn’t prepared to actually accept that reasoning when it led to a conclusionhe didn’t like, such as Gonta being the culprit.

But whereas the issues of jealousy and subconsciouslylooking down on someone close to you are handled pretty regularly in Personagames, with Junpei and Yosuke both, the entire jealousy issue is both revealedand resolved in about five seconds in the Chapter 5 post-trial. There was verylittle time spent addressing it, and since Momota dies immediately afterward,there’s never any coming back to the issue or touching on it again, whereaswith Junpei and Yosuke, their jealousy of the protagonist was something thatwas worked through and moved on from over the course of the entire game,culminating with their friendship being healthier and stronger for it afterresolving the issue.

All of this leads me to back where I started, I suppose, insaying that I think Momota is a really good character and I do like him, butthere were definitely things left to be desired. I think these particular flawsand the lack of innovation and subversion is probably why Momota scored a bitlower on the Japanese popularity poll too, in hindsight (though I also think it’sstill partly due to Japanese fanartists not liking his design as much). Momotais fun and great and I do think he means the best, but the Kamina-trope hasbeen done before. In a franchise built on subverting tropes and clichés, thereneeds to be more of an actual subversion in my opinion, rather than playingright into all the same pitfalls that these tropes have offered in other media.

Anyway, this is my take on it. This ask was very good and Ireally did enjoy the chance to think critically on Momota’s character and writeup an analysis like this. I enjoy discussing ndrv3 and its cast quite a lot—discussingthe things that I think could’ve been done better is part of the fun, too! Thankyou for asking anon!