#starting to regret separating all these memes

[wozzlehere]

[vienssunshine]

what if ：reader tries provoking nanami so that he fails no nut november?? 👀 (u can choose what rlly happens!) if u do this, thank u! if not, it’s fine! have a good day! <3

Failing No Nut November with Nanami Part Two

pairing: Nanami x fem reader nsfw word count: 2.2k author's note: A choice was made, dear anon. Hope you enjoy! Read part one here

No Nut November is a silly internet meme. It's a trend that somehow manages to blow up every year, its premise being trying not to cum for the month of November. It's stupid, right? Yet, you still participated and failed.

That's why your breath is uneven and shaky; you're still coming down from the orgasm attained by riding Nanami's thigh, the orgasm that made you lose.

Though your body is quivering, it feels like you're finally re-centered, free from the cloudiness your sexual frustration hindered you with. The fog has lifted, and anger remains.

You're angry with yourself for giving in to Nanami. That a few circles of his fingers had you writhing underneath his touch, moments away from begging for him. To add to your rage is the fact that he pretends to be so composed when you know he wants it just as bad as you do. He even had the audacity to deprive you of an orgasm you needed from him, instead working you up so much that you had no other choice but to satisfy yourself with his thigh.

It was an undignified way to lose, and you want revenge.

You use the wall to help yourself up and head out of the hallway to the living room. Nanami is sitting on the couch, legs spread open with a book in his lap. He's staring at the pages, not reading the words.

You slink around the side of the couch and step in between Nanami's legs, standing in front of the businessman. He doesn't react, so you unzip your pants slowly. Nothing. You tuck your thumbs into the waistband of your pants and drag them down your legs.

"Darling, we've been over this," Nanami says, refusing to allow his gaze to slip from the pages in front of him. He knows one glance at you will make it infinitely harder for his hands to remain on his book. Watching you cum all over his thigh almost broke him; he doesn't know how much more he can take.

You step out of the fabric pooling at your ankles and push the book in his lap away, an action that reveals he's still painfully hard. Poor Nanami.

"Kento, you have great self-control, right?" you ask, sliding down into his lap, your heated center pressing into his throbbing bulge, "So it shouldn't be a problem if I have a little bit of fun."

Nanami's jaw clenches; he regrets teasing you earlier. Your warm body on his is reminding him of how cold he's been without you. Many times throughout the month he's had to talk himself out of giving in and fucking you. He misses your touch so much.

"Dear-" he starts, but cuts himself off with a hiss when you begin to rock your hips in his lap, your wet underwear dampening the fabric of his pants. You shiver at the contact, even if separated by cloth, your clit is still sensitive after orgasming earlier.

He leans back, spreading his arms over the back of the couch. He's trying to appear relaxed, like you grinding on him while looking like an angel doesn't faze him, but his hands are clenched in fists. You place your palms on his shoulders, keeping your lidded eyes locked on his as you begin to softly moan at the contact of his hard dick on your clothed pussy.

He tries to avert his gaze from your lips as you breathe out his name, but you hold his face still with your hand, fingers pressing into the outlines of his sharp cheekbones.

"What, is something wrong? You're not feeling jealous, are you?" You make an effort to press your warmth into him as you speak; all he needs to do is say yes and give in.

"I'm fine, dear."

You fight back a scowl. He's lying to you. It's clear he's restraining himself, the knuckles of his fisted hands are turning white like he's fighting a strong magnetic force willing them to your body. It appears that your hips aren't enough to soften his steel resolve, at least on their own. You need to overwhelm him.

You release Nanami's face from your grip but give him a warning glare to not look away. He concedes, his stern, amber eyes holding your gaze. You unbutton your shirt, slowly and sensually—Nanami always prefers a slow tease to a quickie—so the fabric opens and reveals just a glimpse of your flushed body underneath. At this point, you're being cruel, torturing him even. You look ethereal to him, glowing with desire as you continue to grind against his trapped cock.

He can't help his eyes from wandering to your exposed chest, following the line of separated buttons to realize you're conveniently free from a bra. You pull one of his hands from the back of the couch and guide it underneath the fabric of your shirt to your breasts. You try to hold back a victorious grin when his other hand follows suit, but fail when they begin to roam, stroking and squeezing at the flesh of your torso. Nanami's gaze remains harsh, like he's being betrayed by his own hands which are moving with a will of their own.

You peel your shirt off, bothered by the slight inconvenience of it, so you can feel more of his harsh palms against your skin. Nanami's breathing sharpens as his eyes drink in your bare chest. You hold his big hand to one of your breasts, encouraging him to squeeze it. He does, and you press your eyes shut, a sickeningly sweet twist of warmth curling around your stomach. It's hard for you to think straight when he leans forward and encircles your nipple with his hot mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue against it. The only thing you do know is that you have Nanami exactly where you want him.

You're proven correct when you feel him groan against your skin.

If there's one thing you know about Nanami, it's that pleasuring you gets him off the most. You know that once he starts touching you, making you moan his name and shudder beneath him, he won't be able to stop himself from fucking you. It's why he forced you to make yourself cum earlier, he couldn't bear it otherwise. Using this knowledge against him is playing dirty, but he brought it to that level when he made you lose on his thigh.

He ruts his hips into yours, searching for more pressure on his swollen cock. His hands now move with intention, cupping your breasts and sliding down the curve of your waist. It's clear he's paying attention to the places he knows you love feeling him the most. You've finally pushed him past his breaking point.

You lift yourself up so you can unzip his slacks to which there is no protest from Nanami. His dick is pressing against the fabric of his dark briefs, impatiently waiting to be freed. Precum darkens a patch of his underwear, his body once again traitorous to his resolve.

You pull his briefs down so his cock springs out, leaking and angry. The extent of his arousal looks, and probably is, painful at this point. You'd regret your cruelness, but you're only giving him a taste of his own medicine. He's had you aching this entire month.

He must have been missing you too because when you wrap your hand around him, he quivers in response.

"Fuck, darling," Nanami groans, his voice dark and husky. His hands travel from your waist to your ass, gripping it with a rugged force that sends electricity up your spine.

You spit on your palm and begin to stroke him, running your soft hand up and down his length. He stifles a groan, pressing his lips together and tilting his head up instead. He wants to deny the pleasure your touch brings him, to win the challenge he promised to, but it might not be possible anymore.

"Feel good, love?" you mock, leaning forward to press a wet kiss to the exposed column of his neck.

His fingers dig into the flesh of your ass, making you yelp. "Don't be a brat."

Grinning, you swirl the wetness leaking from his tip around with your thumb, "Hm? You're not enjoying this? Don't tell me you want to see this month through."

"I want to," Nanami hisses, watching as you push your underwear aside and align his length with your aching hole, "but I don't know if I can anymore."

You rub his tip through your folds, taking a second to appreciate his presence on your wet ridges, a feeling you've been longing for this eternal month. Nanami's hips kick up, desperate. He wants to be able to refuse you, to maintain his strict self-discipline, and yet, the next words breathed from his lips are:

"Love, I need you."

You smirk, satisfied. Granting his wish, you sink down on his cock, and immediately a broken whine escapes your lips. It's been too long, and having him filling you up again feels like an addict finally getting the hit they've been craving.

Nanami's head falls against the back of the couch, eyes pressing shut at the bliss being inside of you brings him. The feeling of your fingers stroking him was unbearably pleasurable, but the sensation of having your warm, wet pussy wrapped around his cock is something else entirely. It's making Nanami have trouble keeping his composure; he's feeling it slip away the longer you keep making him feel so fucking good.

His large hands begin to bounce you up and down his length, hungry to feel further inside of you. His pace is uncharacteristically rough; you have to clutch to his broad shoulders to stay stabilized, but you'd be lying if you said his thrusts weren't setting your stomach alight in a blaze of ecstasy. Nanami groans as he watches your face melt in pleasure, something that only makes him want to fuck you harder.

The sensation is overwhelming; he has you moaning out stilted calls of his name, unable to keep your voice steady with his vicious pounding. His pace is picking up; he's pissed at how much you turn him on, which is to the point he can't tell himself no anymore.

"Ken-to, too-ah-fast." You're grasping onto him, having trouble keeping up even though every time he slams you down into his lap your nerves buzz with dark pleasure.

"This is exactly what you wanted, isn't it? So take it, darling."

Even if his words are gruffer than his usual sweet praise, your body is still singing in response. You can handle a little teasing, so, you adjust to his pace, allowing his big hands to move you as they please.

Even as he's fucking you like an animal, you manage to capture him in an open-mouthed kiss. It's sloppy and passionate, with Nanami kissing you back hard, his sharp jaw moving up and down as he presses his lips into yours.

You wrap your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss, pushing your bare chest to his. His skin is hot against yours, waves of warmth radiating off of his broad chest through his shirt.

The coil in your stomach is tightening to a dangerous extent, and as you lean further into him, his dick becomes angled just right so another orgasm overtakes you like a tsunami. You tighten your arms around his neck and rest your head against his shoulder, clenching your teeth as pleasure rolls over you. Ruthlessly, he grabs your chin and pulls you into another messy kiss as you ride out your orgasm. Your walls clamp down on him as he continues to pump in and out of your poor, shaking body, pulling a groan out of him that you feel reverberate in his chest.

You're gasping for breath as your lips crash into each other haphazardly, but Nanami manages to pant out: "Look what you've done to me, darling."

Watching you fall apart on his cock must've been too much because his fingers dig into your ass, hard. Even if exhausted, you can't stop yourself from smiling against his lips. It's time for him to lose.

His rapid pace falters, and he presses you down into his lap, letting out a guttural groan. You clutch at his button-up, the blue fabric bunching in your grip as he fills you up. His dick twitches and kicks inside you, emptying out the cum that's long overdue for release.

You fall forward onto his broad chest, spent. He wraps a heavy arm around you as you listen to his breath become even again. His fingers draw slow, comforting circles on your back, coaxing you further into the hazy pleasure of after-sex cuddling.

You both lost, but it still feels like a win for you. It's a remarkable feat that you lasted so long, and you wonder: how long has it been since you started the challenge? It feels like forever ago.

You turn your head up to face Nanami, "Kento?"

He looks down at you, his cheeks flushed and his perfectly-combed hair mussed, "Yes, dear?"

"What day is it?"

Nanami's eyes dull and his ever-present frown returns, "It's November 30th."

[honeybadger-has-a-grimoire]

An Introduction to Arthurian Paganism

Hey, everyone! I’m back with another practice-related post. This time, we’re talking about Arthurian Paganism.

It should be noted that I am still researching and learning about the Arthurian Canon, and Tumblr’s #Arthuriana tag has been, unironically, extremely helpful. They have massive blog posts with links to copies of books that have been published and translated, abridged or unabridged, compilations and separate short stories, etc. which are becoming quite useful to me in my research. And for that, to the people who post and follow the Arthuriana tags, I say thank you. Your work—be it memes, academic compilations of sources, or artwork—has made this not only easier, but very fun.

With that out of the way, let’s talk about the Arthurian Pantheon, starting with what it exactly is at this point in my research and spirituality.

What is Arthurian Paganism and How did I get here?

The what and the how are where I want to start. Simply put, I think this is the easiest thing to understand before we go down the rabbit hole of me assigning correspondences, working with festivals, etc.

Plus, anyone, especially in the Western World, has some vague understanding of what the King Arthur story is about. This gives us some equal playing field for a good understanding of the jumping off point of my spiritual path with the Arthurian Pantheon.

So to begin, the Arthurian Pantheon is the characters of King Arthur Stories being honored as deities.

I stumbled across this accidentally when I was trying to worship the Lord and Lady of the Land. A lot of how envisioned these deities came across as King Arthur and Lady Morgan Le Fay—and I was quite intrigued and confused. I had done some honoring of Morgan Le Fay in the past, but not much, and yet could not shake the feeling that there was something here for me to explore.

And as a child, I was always in love with the King Arthur stories and retellings I came across.

It took me a few months to fully embrace, but, by the time Lunasdagh arrived, I began considering in earnest how to honor King Arthur and Lady Morgan within their respective mythos.

King Arthur Pendragon is a mythic King of Britain. While there’s no real historical evidence that states he was a real person, to my knowledge at time of writing, we can trace his story specifically back to Wales as a folk hero in the Mabinogion. Here Arthur is usually portrayed as a vaguely supernatural entity who helps other travelers on their quests.

One such notable one is of Arthur helping his cousin win the hand of a giantess in marriage, if I remember correctly.

His time as a Welsh folk hero is discussed, briefly, in the Mythillogical podcast’s episode on YouTube. The link can be found here.

This version of Arthur is quite different from what he will become, as he is a wanderer and has a lot more agency in these tales. King Arthur tends to lose a bit of focus and agency over the overarching story of Camelot as the Canon grows both in characters and gets codified over time.

This loss of agency or lack of focus, whichever you prefer to call it, reminds me quite a bit of the human life cycle. Arthur, as people add on to his legends starting with Geoffrey of Monmouth and his Welsh Counterparts going all the way up to the modern day, goes through the cycle of birth, childhood, young adulthood, adulthood, elder, death, and finally rebirth. He represents a very human experience—from making mistakes (sleeping with his sister Morgause and in a fit of regret and anger at what he did goes to try and drown every child born on May Day in order to not eventually die at the child’s hand) to just trying to be a genuinely good man and king (his attempts at trying to persuade his Knights and Lords to have Mercy on Queen Guinevere when she was falsely accused of murder and rightfully accused of adultery).

King Arthur is very human and that is necessary for a chief god of a pantheon that I believe in, because I could never get behind a perfect god or a supposed son of god who is meant to share a human experience to understand us better but yet simultaneously is meant to be perfect.

So King Arthur became a comfort as a chief god, even if I haven’t really worked with him yet.

I do say good morning to him every morning though, because I associate King Arthur with the sun.

I mainly got here through Lady Morgan Le Fay, though. She reached out to me about a year ago through a vision I had while working at my part time job. I saw myself following her through mists in an indigo cloak with silver embroidery. So I began to honor her the best I could—I even picked up the Mists of Avalon, and read it for a while, to get her perspective on Arthurian Canon. Then, as the stress of finding a full time job and then having two jobs all began to bubble up, I fell off.

(Which I will get back to the novel eventually. I’m going to be reading a lot of Arthurian books and romances for the foreseeable future.)

Recently, through the attempt at honoring the Lord and Lady of the Land, I found my way back to Lady Morgan. When I reach out to a goddess in divination, I ask for her. When I do my kitchen witchcraft, I do it in her name. When I think of making something for my craft, I think of making it for her.

I wanted to do this seriously and the best I can.

Doing so led to me realizing that it’s not just King Arthur and Lady Morgan who gained spiritual/magickal/etc. independent being status through the centuries of rewriting, retelling, and rediscovering the Arthurian tradition again and again. They all were alive in their own way. Entities in their own rights with their own domains and their own things to teach us, the characters of King Arthur’s stories are alive.

And I had that realization relatively recently. Just a bit before my “Sir Gawain Type of Day” post.

So that’s how I got here.

Now let’s talk about my recent experiences.

My Experiences with the Pantheon:

This section will be quite short as my experiences aren’t much in the grand scheme of things—and a few are a bit personal. The findings are rather few as of right now, but I am starting out and the Arthurian Pantheon as a whole requested that I focus on the research aspect first as a way to honor them before I do anything big like celebrate Sabbats and stuff.

Lady Morgan also reiterated this fact with me last week, and reminded me that I do need to practice patience with myself.

And I’m trying, promise.

For my experiences with the pantheon, I’ve mainly interacted with Lady Morgan. She helped me pass my excel certification exam which allowed me to get my current full time position, and I asked that of her because I thought I’d be quitting my part time job once I got a full time position. I would have more time for the craft, which I promised her that I would make. However, the current state of the economy, and the cost of living where I live specifically, required me to work both jobs in order to pay bills and save up for an apartment.

So, I never really kept up my end of the deal—despite trying to for a while.

Lady Morgan’s energy never seems to give much away about her emotions. I’ve only ever felt an ancient patience and kindness with her. Much like a dusty old library on a misty spring morning, Lady Morgan’s energy is that of learning the art of patience and being okay with waiting—leading you down the path at your own pace.

Her energy also is heavily linked to the moon, mists, and rainstorms from what I’ve found.

The moon is something that she always radiated to me. Lady Morgan guides the way through the night, providing light and guidance through moonlight and stars. The moon tends to show its phase in a very different way if I’ve just been speaking to Lady Morgan earlier that evening and the stars seem much brighter despite the light pollution.

In my limited dealings with Lady Morgan, I’ve also found that, if I did something she was particularly proud of, a morning mist greeted me the next day. I feel the most comfortable in the mists, especially in the morning, so I always appreciate that little treat.

Lord, or more accurately, King Arthur has a different energy that I am sometimes able to connect to in the mornings.

King Arthur’s energy to me is very much the sun. It’s bright and welcoming and even protective to an extent. He’s constant, strong, and reliable. I also associate him with stags, not only because of the whole White Stag search that may or may not have ruined his wedding to Queen Guinevere (depending on the version you’re reading), but also because deer are quite common where I live. Does are definitely more common than stags, yes, but the few times I see a Stag I just immediately think it’s King Arthur.

I think this association began with the Mists of Avalon. Especially when there’s a whole trial by deer that Arthur needs to go through in order to be accepted by the Tribes and it results in his son with Morgaine, Mordred.

Beyond that association, stags tend to be connected to nobility and dependability in our modern media symbolism shorthand, with the most prominent example coming to mind being Elijah Mikaelson from the Vampire Diaries extended universe. Elijah’s nicknamed the Noble Stag for being a Mikaelson the people can trust to keep his word to the letter. He usually acts as the consciousness of his brother, Klaus, and tries to put family above all else.

In my mind, King Arthur is much the same. His energy is that of a stag—a man who keeps his word, puts the people he loves before himself, and is a just king.

And, finally, I felt Sir Gawain’s energy once. I wrote a blog about it, just a small musing really. But to me Gawain’s energy is that of liminal tidings. His energy is soft and comforting as the wheel of the year turns and we shift from one season to the next. At Yuletide/Winter Solstice, he deals the blow to the Green Knight—which rings in the warmer half of the year. And at Litha/Summer Solstice, he faces the Green Knight once more to bring in the colder half of the year.

Possibly.

I think this may change as Sir Gawain is definitely a god of the seasons and their shifts, but I can’t tell if it’s Sir Gawain who rings in the different parts of the year, or if it’s King Arthur, or someone else I have yet to interact with, or no one in the pantheon at all.

But, for now, I will say it’s Sir Gawain and the Green Knight that ring in the colder and warmer halves of the year.

But that is the extent of my experiences with the Arthurian Pantheon thus far. I am reading up on them still, as a part of my research and way to honor them.

My Recent Findings on the Pantheon:

Through my research, as I currently read “Sir Gawain and the Green Knight” as translated by Jessie Weston, I have found that King Arthur likes to hear stories of great feats from his knights and/or songs, or see a good game before he eats a feast, so that will be implemented during times I offer some food up to him. He also refuses to eat until everyone at court is sitting and served when hosting a grand feast, so if I invite people over I will try and do the same. King Arthur and The Knights of the Round Table love to have feasts with dried meats and honey wine ( AKA mead ).

When I get my apartment, I will practice making honey wine for libations to the King and his Knights.

My time browsing the Arthuriana tag on Tumblr, and the abridged version of Le Morte d'Arthur read by Derek Jacobi, indicated that Sir Gawain loves apples. So when I honor Sir Gawain specifically, I’ll see if I can make apples ready for the occasion.

The abridged version of Le Morte d’Arthur previously mentioned also pointed two days that I specifically took note of: Arthur’s birthday, being around December 24th, and Arthur’s king making which was on Candlemas, February 2nd. So I will definitely be celebrating Candlemas, and King Arthur’s birthday, which falls during Yuletide.

The Mists of Avalon audiobook that I’m listening to on Spotify indicates that Lady Morgan is knowledgeable in herb lore and is gifted with the Sight. So any form of herbalism and divination could be considered devotional acts to Lady Morgan. Or working with the Fair Folk, as in that telling of Arthurian canon has Lady Morgan descended from the Fae Folk of the British Isles.

And that’s all I have at the moment research wise. I haven’t had time to sit down and finish “Sir Gawain and the Green Knight” in order to move on to the next pieces of Arthuriana on the docket.

Conclusion:

As you can see, I don’t have much in the way of research or experiences yet. Really, this Introduction to the Arthurian Pantheon is just me trying to get my thoughts and early findings down on paper so I can continue forward.

I really can’t wait to learn about and from this very large and very diverse pantheon.

I’m not even sure if I’ll get to everyone—or if this counts as Celtic or Pop Culture paganism! I tag it as Celtic since these stories tend to be leaning more Celtic in nature and its birth in the British Isles.

But I hope you guys enjoyed this introduction into the pantheon and my experiences with it! I’ll make a more comprehensive and scholarly introduction when I have more time, knowledge, and experience under my belt with the pantheon if necessary. For now though, this is where I end the introduction post.

Until next time!

[kidney9-9]

Not Today Mister - Chapter 1

very short story (hopefully) with our babe Aizawa!!

Aizawa Shouta x Reader Word Count: 1k

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You stared blankly at the screen as you read the email once again, informing you that you had to move into UA if you wanted to keep your job there. You needed that job – to pay for your rent here, yes, but also to save up for your dream vacation (and perhaps early retirement) to an always sunny happy beach.

“I truly regret not bringing this up as a possibility sooner as I am responsible for the safety and care of all of our students and staff. Due to recent discoveries, the school board and I have agreed that it is safer to have everyone live on campus. We will now have mandatory live ins for students and teachers in separate dorm rooms. Our extra staff will have to decide to either stay on as a worker or leave here. Rooms are available for our extra staff, free of charge, and the pay is currently the same, with no adjustments. Sorry for this inconvenience.

Best regards,

Principal Nezu”

You blinked again as you looked at the time on your laptop – he sent this out at 2AM. You hummed quietly, wondering if this was real or if this was a dream, because it was certainly making you feel very excited.

All you had to do now was move in and work your regular job as one of the janitorial staff and in half the time of working there, you’d be able to go on your dream vacation in no time!

-

As it turns out, you were the only one of the janitorial staff to sign on and move into the new UA dorms. You had the floor to yourself technically since no one else had moved in during that time, but your room was cute and quaint as you decorated it, beach themed. You were the only one that didn’t have anything tied to you outside of your work that required you to be at home (or outside of work). You had already taken on most of the work before you moved in, and it was no problem.

You sighed happily as you stared into your small space.

It wasn’t quite different from your apartment that you moved out of, since your bedroom looked the exact same and now the kitchen was a communal kitchen (that you had to yourself) and a large bathroom connected to your room that definitely had more settings compared to your last apartment.

“Hello, sunny weather and sandy beaches in no time!” You cheered to yourself, pouring a glass of celebratory drink.

Just as you turned to take a sip, you heard a large “THUNK”, and you flinched, causing the drink to splatter over your face and down your shirt.

…Ah, so maybe there was one slight problem. You would have to deal with the students and other staff that lived on the other floors.

-

Waking up in your brand new room was relaxing as ever – that’s what you thought at first but then you heard it, the slight yelling a floor under you.

“HE NEEDS SOME MILK!” “SHUT UP WITH THE DAMN MEMES!”

You giggled. Okay, you could deal with that, right? Memes and some swearing from teens in the hero program. That would be no problem whatsoever. As you got ready for the day, you started to imagine all the other things you could do to the floor you had to yourself.

It could be all beach themed! That would be incredible!

Painted waves and painted palm trees on a few walls as an accent piece, some succulents in a few corners spotted with cute flowers, some seashells and beach cones on a few tables… Everything would be perfect.

When you got dressed in your usual work attire, you had a brighter smile than usual and with that, you left the room. You managed to sneak down the stairs without running into any of the students or the other staff, thankfully. But you did notice one boy was staring at you as you walked out of the building and into the first gym on your list.

You recalled his name was Midoriya Izuku, the one you cheered for as you watched the sports event on one of the many TVs in a hallway in the school.

You cleaned the first gym easily and in record time. Next, you set off to the hallway connected to the gym, cleaning the floor.

You were the only one up on this side of the school it seemed. You always had to get up extra early to clean and you were glad that no one bugged you before – and now you were glad that it hadn’t happened either!

You were almost sure that some kids would get up and try to talk to you, but they didn’t, and you were happy.

-

It was about midday when you were almost done with all your general tasks. All you had to do was clean the teachers’ lounge and then you were set to practically run free. Or as Nezu put it, “you can roam the halls to pick up anything that gets left behind! If you ever want company, please drop by! Of course, your day ends when everything is clean.”

You grinned thinking about Nezu. He was a great boss, and he always looked out for the kids.

You had dropped by once, before you moved in, to say a quick hello to him and after he shook your hand, he quickly took hold of both of them and sighed deeply – making you gape at him, confused.

“Your hands smell wonderful, and they are so very warm! Please come back again!” He told you and you laughed very hard together for so long that he ended up making you a cup of tea to go.

You reached the teachers’ lounge within a few minutes.

It was still mostly spotless compared to the last time you cleaned it, but still you did your best. You refilled the coffee cups and necessities, fluffed the pillows on each of the cozy green sofas and threw out the trash.

No one had stopped by when you were cleaning, thank goodness. You were never good at small talk.

Except, when you went to leave, you opened the door to someone standing extremely still, watching you like a predator.

It was a teacher who you knew by the pro hero’s name, Eraserhead, also known as Aizawa. He looked… angered or perhaps it was embarrassment. You couldn’t name it, but you couldn’t help but stare back at him with awe.

He was gorgeous.

So very gorgeous, to the point you might have to say he’s a 12/10. Hottie. Your jaw dropped slightly, thoughts running through your mind at top speed about this man’s beauty. You felt heat rush up to your face and before he could say anything, you knew you had to leave before you could embarrass yourself.

“Excuse me!” You tumbled out, eyes blinking rapidly now, instead of that full long stare you gave him back. Without much else, you practically pushed him out of your way and ran out of the teachers’ lounge.

You have never encountered him before. This was never an issue. You didn’t encounter many people before you moved in, which was good! But this – this would be a problem.

Aizawa Shouta, the most beautiful and most handsome man on Earth, is now your biggest dilemma and blocking you from going on your dream vacation.

[mayimkjs]

Analyzing MeMe's Lyrics (Trikoto Ver)

I will be using this translation for this.

Some people try to separate the lyrics out into who is singing according to the video. I believe that who is singing isn’t always the same as who’s currently in the video. 

I feel this song is suppose to be confusing and thus, is harder to dissect then Double.  

俺 isn't used in this song. That means that John is never singing about himself directly. 

The screams are likely the first 4 syllables of the official English translation of that line.

Taken from the FOOL's MATE research doc.

Color Key

Mikoto　John　Midokoto

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1. (???) 2. If I could have laughed 3. (???) 4. If I could have gone back 5. (???) 6. Then I would act dead even though I’m living, aren’t I?

This whole stanza could be either Mikoto or John.

Mikoto: To me, this all sorta sounds like Mikoto has suicidal tendencies. This is further reinforced by John hinting that he does. He could also be talking about subconsciously regretting getting his job.

John: These lines line up more with his vocal style but are harder to discern. John is obviously agitated in this scene. He could be looking back to a time where he didn’t need to be so active or a time when things were easier/happier to cope with. It could also be that he doesn't want to kill, but deems it necessary to protect them. 

7. (???) 8. If I could be gone 9. (???) 10. If I could make it stop 11. (???) 12. I wonder how long this dream of mine would stay alive?

Referring to his job and all of the stress. This whole stanza could be either Mikoto or John.

8. Could also be a carried thought from the last stanza. 

13. You don’t have to go and keep it all inside 14. Because “I” will decide to save “me” anyway 15. Snuggle up and say your mutual “good night”’s 16. Flip that switch back on, rattle up that brain

13-14. These lines sound like John. Mostly because he refers to Mikoto as “I” or “me” sometimes. When he does this, he uses 僕 instead of 俺.

14. The start of this line is written “ボクが僕”. This is likely a stylistic choice to break up the visual monatamy caused by using “僕が僕”. I can’t think of another reason it would be this way.

15. Midokoto is giving John special treatment due to what he’s done, reassuring him that everything will be ok. 

16. I believe this is Midokoto speaking and talking about forcing a switch. 

17. Why, then, is it me standing before you now?  18. Surely you’re mistaken 19. Just take a look and see if you can find me out,  20. Find the me that’s been hiding away 21. The truth will be sure to come to light 22. I won’t forgive you if this is a lie when I know I’m right

17-19, 22. Mikoto being Mikoto, trying to get Es to believe that he’s done nothing wrong.

20. Hinting at his alters. This could also be Mikoto looking into himself because he knows something isn't right. This line uses 僕 so this could be Mikoto, Midokoto or both singing. 

21. Mikoto is out of the loop on John and Midokoto’s actions. He wants to find the truth. This could also be interpreted as Mikoto being Mikoto.

22. His use of “赦さない” is directly referencing the voting system in T1. Shidou is the only other character to do this. 

23. (???) 24. If only it’d break,  25. (???) 26. If only I could change 27. (???) 28. Would I find my way?  29. I wonder when I started to give it up

This whole stanza could be either Mikoto or John.

Mikoto: Mikoto feels stuck in life and wants to change. 

John: He’s starting to question if what they’re doing is right.

30. (???) 31. If I could break loose,  32. (???) 33. If only I could choose 34. (???) 35. Is it selfish to do what I’ve done if it isn’t too much?

This whole stanza could be either Mikoto or John.

Mikoto: Mikoto feels stuck in life and wants to change. 

John: (30-34) What he’s doing is starting to trouble him. (35) He’s wondering if what he’s doing is selfish since he’s killing people to put less stress on Mikoto. 

36. Adding to me was this “minus” energy 37. As I choked, I was closely wound in its embrace 38. Maybe it’s okay to try to keep living 39. Split that heart in half and make it race

36. “マイナスのイメージ” translates better into “Minus Image”. This could be talking how John is the opposite to Mikoto. Mikoto and Midokoto also seem similar, so this could be referring to Mido instead of Miko. 

36-37. Mido feels connected to John or he has accepted the "negative energy" of violence.

38. Mikoto acting like everything is ok.

39. Mido is trying to keep Mikoto and John away from each other. This shows his possibly controlling nature. 

Alternatively, this whole stanza could be sung by Mido. These lines, when put together, could be interpreted as “maybe it’s okay to keep living [like this], as long as they are kept apart to make our heart beat”.

40. Why, then, is it me standing before you now?  41. Surely you’re mistaken 42. Just take a look and see if you can find me out,  43. Find the me that’s been hiding away 44. The truth will be sure to come to light 45. I won’t forgive you if this is a lie when I know I’m right

Repeat of Chorus 1.

46. With all the clearly ridiculous accusations 47. I will make them feel pain, they will suffocate 48. But isn’t it all in vain? 49. Ah, it’s the same everywhere I go 50. It’s like what is wrong isn’t wrong in people’s eyes 51. There’s no guessing between us when I’m the hoax

46-48. All of the accusations are causing Mikoto stress and John is taking action. 

47. Could be Mikoto singing as he has a similar line in Double. 

49-50. I believe this applies to both Mikoto and John. Mikoto’s self doubt and self consciousness is coming into play. He doesn't want to stand out. John is tired of Midokoto’s shit and is at the height of his frustration. 

51. Speaking to Es. ニセモノ was used instead of the kanji for hoax/fake (偽物). This is likely a stylistic choice. Unclear who is speaking.

52. I am probably not to blame anyhow,  53. It is probably nothing and 54. This must be a dream,  55. A nightmare that I’ve found,  56. One I need to be waking from

These lines are either Mikoto or Midokoto singing. Overall, all of these lines sound unsure. 

Mikoto: Mikoto is brushing everything off and saying it’s nothing. 

Mido: Midokoto is passing off the blame. 

57. Why, then, is it me standing before you now?  58. Surely you’re mistaken 59. Just take a look and see if you can find me out,  60. Find the me that’s been hiding but

Repeat of Chorus 1. 

60. Unclear who songs this, but the last word is likely Mikoto. 

61. Why, then? Hey. Why then?  62. Am I nowhere at all to be found then? 63. That is why 64. I won’t forgive you if this is a lie when I know I’m right

Mikoto feels lost and confused. 

65. Why, then? Hey. Why then?  66. Can’t you please let me go and just let me live my life? 67. Say you’re mistaken and it’s a fake and just 68. Say that I am right about all of this 69. I will forgive you if you can say how it really is

Mikoto is pleading with Es to let him go as he’s done nothing wrong. 

[piglet26]

Reylo Tag

1. When did you start shipping Reylo?

The interrogation scene. I didn't think I was suppose to like them together, but there sexual tension won me over. I didn't see any of the sequel films in theatre for the first time which I regret. I saw them on Disney Plus. Very quickly I was shipping them and when I ship? I captain the ship.

2. Favourite Reylo moment?

The finger touch scene. Hands down. As a writer, a storyteller, I never would've thought a scene where two people touch hands would've been so much like a love scene. But here we are. It's such a great scene because it is so intimate without being goofy or risqué. It is a scene that touched real intimacy and that's hard to do. The warm fire, the way the world around them disappeared......... THEY TOUCHED ACROSS GALAXIES. Yeah, it's pretty epic.

3. Three words to describe Reylo?

UHHHHHHHHHH. Attraction. Weakness. Dyad.

4. Favourite thing about Reylo?

That they are soul mates in the force separated by circumstance. Two people who are so lonely, in Rey's case, literally alone in a desert and they find this thing between them that fulfills them. I think they are really lucky to have one another even if they sometimes hate that tie between them hahaha

5. Favourite character?

Reylo haha and if not Reylo........ Finnrey.

6. Favourite droid?

BB-8

7. Favourite planet?

Thought a lot about this actually. Naboo. A beautiful lush green planet will grand waterfalls, delicious food and epic teenage queens.... like come on!!!!! I'd never leave.

8. Favourite spaceship?

I have no attachment to anything.

9. Favourite alien species?

I also thought Kaminoans were really cool and I loved their water planet. The crystal critters were pretty rad. Zabraks/Dathomirians also pretty cool!

10. Favourite actor/actress?

Daisy Ridley

11. How did you get into Star Wars?

Reylo. I mean I grew up watching the prequels and I liked Anakin but I wasn't overly invested or invested at all until Reylo.

12. Most memorable Star Wars moment?

"Luke..... I am your father" Pretty hard to forget that moment.

13. Anakin Skywalker or Darth Vader?

It's a great character overall. I don't separate like most people do Anakin had Darth Vader in him and Vader had Anakin.

14. Ben Solo or Kylo Ren?

Again, I won't choose haha

15. OT, PT or ST?

Selfishly Sequel Trilogy. Maybe I would've have felt that way Reylo was just something that I loved. If I didn't lean so much into my Reylo bias I would say the Prequel Trilogy.

16. Favourite quote?

"We're A Dyad In The Force, Rey. Two That Are One."

Yes, there are countless quotes about faith, courage, hope, rebellion, power, self-belief....... but my brain knows how to focus on what's important.

17. Favourite meme?

18. Favourite gif?

I love to be able to look at me winning as often as I can

19. If you could change one thing about the Skywalker Saga what would it be?

Reylo love/hate/dyad bang

20. Top 3 Star Wars movies?

The Last Jedi

The Force Awakens

TROS purely cause Reylo isn't in the other films

[revvethasmythh]

can we get “oh, my heart is longing to be close to yours again” from the wip meme?

Incredible ability to suss out the one widobrave fic that was on that list 😂 And a chunky snippet because because I don't believe in short excerpts:

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“I have to be honest,” Yeza said, getting the cute furrow in his brow he always did when he was about to say something truthful and a little bit embarrassing. “I hate big parties like this, Veth. I’m much happier at home with Luc than I would be out there. But you’ve got the whole gang in town and that doesn’t happen very often. So go. I want you to. Have enough fun for all three of us, okay?”

Veth was the one sighing now, like she had a thousand times in the past year since the two of them had started to settle back into married life. It was a little rough at times, she wasn’t going to lie. Two years apart and the whole mess of nasty shit that had happened since they’d been separated was kind of a lot to work through. Or, it would be if they’d actually taken the time to work through it, instead of spending all their time fawning over Luc. Not that Veth regretted any of that. Kiddo deserved all the fawning he could get. But they really hadn’t talked much since everything had happened, not really, not about the big things. But it was better not to pick at scabs, right? They’d never heal right if you just kept doing that.

“Okay,” she said. “I’ll light up the dance floor for you, baby.”

He smiled, with an edge of relief that the decision had finally been made. “Can’t wait to hear the recap from Jester tomorrow.” “She’ll talk your ear off all morning long.”

His smile turned brittle and just a little bit of fear entered his eyes. “Okay, maybe I can wait.”

Veth smiled and gave him a hug, squeezing tight, breathing in that familiar scent of chemicals and powder and something kind of acidic that she couldn’t name but always made her think of him. He was a good hugger, and he held her back like she was something delicate, treasured, precious. No one else had ever held her quite like that.

They were still mid-hug when a knock sounded at the door, three sharp, precise raps on the wood that were as distinctive and recognizable to her as Yeza’s scent. She felt a sudden burst of excitement as she pulled away from Yeza’s embrace, followed by an immediate rush of guilt at how excited she was. She ignored that, though. She was getting pretty good at that. After all, her guilt had basically become a third person in their marriage at this point, and the last thing she wanted to do was have to look at it.

“Nice of him to knock, at least,” Yeza said good-naturedly. He knew it was Caleb, too, but only because if it had been anybody else at their door, they would have just walked right in like they lived there. Fjord had walked in on them one time in a…compromising position, and ever since he made Jester go in first. Veth had, of course, commissioned Jester to draw a dramatic re-imagining of the moment, and boy had she delivered. Veth had it hung in the entryway and for about a week Fjord flatly refused to so much as enter her home. She thought it was worth it, though.

[artwithoutblood]

he tried hurting me is all.

Oh no… Sorry Aeron. The wording was so ambiguous. The betrayal of Ephah (towards Aeron) vs the betrayal of Ephah (by Aeron). 

When puzzling I leaned too hard on the context clues of the yandere/yangire deal seen in Limerence and came to the wrong conclusion that Aeron had been the aggressor.

It has definitely been a thing in many cultures to try and consume another’s powers, from outright cannibalism to people taking relics from the bodies of saints.

this is basically what happened. it's randomized, it's rare, but that's it. that is why the faces all turn blank but the eyes look the same of those around whoever enters "the spiral", as dubbed by aeron and genesis in the demo.

Woo! Wild speculation got one thing right!

anything that has eyes represented

Uh oh. Suddenly glad of not having any posters on the wall.

Damn. When doing that computer lesson meme I should have made Aeron stare directly out of the screen (like those paintings where the eyes follow you). Genesis kind of is looking at the viewer though.

i repair paintings that are affected in the spirals because i feel it is my duty. no one is going to do it as well as i will!

I take it Aeron has seen Ecce Homo, or the oil paintings given ‘90s style eyebrows.

aeron otherwise "preserves" dead lovers by taking pieces from them and keeping them in a collection.

Lock of hair, fairly traditional mourning custom… Body parts, serial killer territory… Completely confused and a little concerned about the tiny mermaid in that jar.

yes. erebus was a case. a very, very mild case touched by the manifestation.

Ah. So Eri was affected but not deliberately by Aeron. The street fight part is now confusing as the hallucinations started after the knock to the head affected his eyes. Unless those were separate things? Or he was attacked by someone affected and shoved back, or was in the very early stage before the hallucinations but had just begun spiralling.

aeron very explicitly states that he is willing to relinquish control from erebus. he already has.

[Eri screaming off screen about being bathed] /j

their relationship is built on misunderstandings on both sides. there is a happy ending for them. 

*chants softly* Aerebus. Aerebus.

ripped everything out of their body, leaving them hollow

Did Lucia die completely? Or did they get sewn up with a Y incision and begin a new unlife as Scarlett? It contradicts all logic but I want them to have. And then they kill Silas, stopping his rampage.

i wouldn't say you exactly die with it every time. sometimes you just become something different. you know what i think the only solution is?

Sweet, a new and improved form. You will all regret this >:)

i am an aggressor. i always have been. but that doesn't mean i always am...well, i usually am, but i wasn't in this case. for once. though, perhaps, what i did to him led to this.

for clarification, the street fight, which caused erebus head and eye trauma, are the same event. this was a brush while walking home, where a spiraling aggressor attacked him.

don't worry, i'm unfortunately aware of ecce homo.

aeron thinks the people he loved are important. they are, of course. they know no one else will remember the people he loved. so, in addition to writing obituaries for every person that fall into their hands, they have a personal, private exhibit, just for their gaze.

the player will find those items. depending on how many they collect over their playthrough, they'll be able to access the main room of them.

lucia was killed completely. there was only a few eyes in her skin. her organs were taken. probably eaten by silas. a horrible way to go.

[vancilocs]

every tenth for silva and kyoko, aand altair and baes?

polyamory galore (40 is a music ask that i cant answer)

Who plays with whose hair?

Kyoko will have her hands in Silva's hair when cuddling, she might just go and meticulously separate and braid his white streak. He doesn't mind this. He kinda plays with her hair when he helps her take it down at the end of the day

The girls play with Altairs knee-length hair, and him and Cressida play with Neferata's coils

Who handles the spiders? Who screams directions in the background?

Kyoko won't scream but she will daintily stand on a chair while Silva handles the spider. She's a moth she's delicate

Nobody screams, Altair and Cressida kill it, Neferata shoos it out

Describe how one character would cheer the other up after a hard day.

Silva breaks out the liquor and snacks, scoops wife to his arms like spill the tea baby let me know who I can cause minor mischief at in the future. Kyoko also brings the cuddles and a listening ear but offers wise advice instead of pettiness.

Cuddles and kisses for everyone, someone leaves the house to go get takeout, let the tired one chill while the others do their chores

Who's the romantic?

Kyoko, in her previous relationship she was more reserved and after his death regretted not being more romantic. So Silva gets it all (he tries his best to return her affections)

Altair, she languishes on long assignments so he wants to take everything out of the time she's onshore with the girls

Are they willing to show PDA? If not, is there a reason?

They hold hands and kiss and flirt publicly, tastefully though

Altair will have someone sitting on his lap at the tavern if they want to, hell he shows Holy Diver more PDA than some couples to each other

If they went out to dinner, who is paying? Would there even be a discussion?

No need to pay when you live in a palace and work for the emperor, tee hee. If Silva wants some moonshine from town or a treat from the next kingdom over, he orders those himself

Shared finances, anyone can pay

What tropes could be applied to this relationship?

Girls wanting "bad boys", common law marriage, grow old with me, love after loss/second love, kind of an office romance even if they have very different jobs

Long-distance, my girl back home, averted love triangle, polyamory, horny sailors

Would they ever consider starting a family?

They're past their prime, if they had met 25 years earlier then maybe. But no babies for them anymore

Yeah, they decided at one point to stop using protection and see what happens = baby.

Make Find a meme of this ship.

[newlacesleeves]

Proship ask meme: 6, 14, 15 😊

thank you! ❤️

6.) Cutest, most vanilla ship you are into. hmm, probably literati (rory x jess from gilmore girls) i just love them so much but even with them there's some slight angst!

14.) Song that reminds you of one of your pairings! omg okay so i have songs that remind me of specific characters more than specific ships and they don't always make sense unless you live in my brain but "passenger" by hippo campus (which inspired my fic) for lawrusso and someone actually wrote a beautiful review of the song that explains it better than i think i could "Hippo Campus appears to talk about a loved one who can’t find satisfaction in themselves, and so they feel jealous of the person who actually loves them. Throughout the song, the pair are each growing in separate directions and that envy, in time, drives the couple apart." like. yeah. and then the song talks about the regret for who that person was when they were younger and the corruption they fell into and how they "wish for the past when we were pure suffering intertwined" and my brain starts to go fuzzy honestly i could talk about this all day.

15.) Silliest reason you've been told not to ship a ship. "iT's NeVeR gOnNa Be CaNoN" like WHO CARES i don't need it to be canon!! that's what fic is for! (and sometimes it's better than the canon!!)

pro-ship ask meme!

[serpercival]

Fake fic meme!! Title: Headfirst and No Regrets

Ooh, this initially screams radarhawk to me, but given my Terminal Diseases I'm inevitably spinning it as radartraphawk.

"Radar's been pining something fierce after Hawkeye ever since they first got to this dump. Who wouldn't? He's smart, he's funny, he's sweet on the people he cares about... and he's almost definitely not interested in Radar, because why would he be when he's got plenty of nurses and Trapper John to choose from?

"One day, everything comes to a head when Radar shows up with the mail to find Hawkeye and Trapper together, and Radar gets the feeling that maybe he's not so unwelcome after all."

Tagging @bbjkrss-blog with the assumption he'll want to see this - about 450 words of what would be the beginning of this fic under the cut <3

Radar wasn’t really paying attention when he started heading for the Swamp with the mail for Hawkeye and Trapper. He never paid all that much attention to the Swamp except for if Major Burns was going to be there, given that Hawkeye and Trapper were almost always happy to see him because they were so bored all the time they weren’t in surgery. So when he walked in, shuffling through the little pile of mail in his hands so he could separate what was for Ben Pierce with what was for John McIntyre, he didn’t notice that the tent flaps were down, he didn’t notice the electric charge in the air, and he didn’t notice that Hawkeye and Trapper were in the same cot and didn’t actually have any clothes on until the sickly bolt of someone else’s panic shot through him.

He looked up. Trapper had put himself directly between Hawkeye and Radar, covering himself with only a pillow and nothing else, which made Radar have an awful lot of thoughts that he didn’t really like to admit to having, and Hawkeye was half under a blanket and squished against the tent wall behind him.

“Radar,” Trapper said, and it still managed to be threatening even though he was really awful naked and his mouth was wet and swollen in a way that gave Radar a spark of the image of exactly what they’d been doing before he wandered in. “You didn’t see nothin’ here, did you?”

Radar shook his head slowly, carefully. Little movements. Like not scaring off a wild animal. “No, sir.”

Hawkeye tried to kick Trapper to get him to stop squishing him. Trapper just whacked him on the shin and narrowed his eyes at Radar. “Scram.”

“Alright, sir,” Radar said. His feet didn’t want to move. He could practically hear the noises Hawkeye would have been making, with Trapper’s lips on the place he thought they probably had been. It was exciting and terrifying and all sorts of things that Radar knew a good Christian boy wasn’t supposed to think about, but then again neither Trapper or Hawkeye seemed to think that He was paying an awful lot of attention to Korea.

“Radar,” Hawkeye said. “Vamoose. Go away. Abscond, skedaddle, scuttle off–”

“You ever thought about doing that with me?” something with Radar’s mouth asked.

Trapper and Hawkeye looked at each other. “Uh,” Hawkeye said. They gave each other one of those glances that sometimes made Radar feel like he wasn’t the only one with the kind of head he had, before they both turned back. Hawkeye shrugged. “Maybe a little?”

[chancellorxofxtrash]

Decade ot4 for the poly shipping meme

Who’s the best gift giver? Do they go in on gifts or do it separately? 

I have a feeling Natsumi is the only one able to give normal gifts. Nothing Daiki gives is "normal". Whatever he gives ends up being unhinged.

When they would gift someone else, they would START to say oh yeah we can give them separately and then Daiki just point at whatever Natsumi is holding and go "that's from all of us"

2. Sleeping arrangements: Do they push the beds together? Who takes all of the blankets in bed? Who’s practically draped over the others? 

They do have one bed they can all cuddle in, but they also need their own space at times, so they can still sleep separately. Daiki is the blanket hog, Yusuke is draped over everyone

3. Who is always in the middle in triad cases? 

Not triad, but they shuffle around, really. Whoever needs more comfort ends up falling in the middle.

4. How do date nights look like? 

The older they get, the more time passes, the more all of them appreciate those quiet nights, when they are in the photo studio, bickering over who is eating whose food. Of course they can never stay still for long, because Tsukasa is HORRIBLE at being retired, but even Daiki appreciates these nights. Not that he'd admit it.

5. Do any members get jealous? How do they act when they do? 

HA. HAHAHAHA. DO THEY EVER. DAIKI LOOKING AT YOU ESPECIALLY. He might do some absolutely horrid shit like oh I don't know almost causing the apocalypse. Mayhaps. The others also can get their moments from time to time but Yusuke and Natsumi are more subdued about it, and Tsukasa just sulks. Daiki though.

6. Who asked who out? How was the first date(s)? 

Honestly I don't think any of them can agree on when they started dating and what counts as their first dates. Decade as a show is a long sequence of dates of different permutations. As far as Daiki's and Tsukasa's first date goes.... they don't talk about it

7. Who brings home stray pets and convinces the others to keep them? 

Yusuke.

Tsukasa occasionally collects Rider juniors. He says it's the same thing.

8. Who are the reckless ones that make Bad Decisions? Who are the sensible ones who follow after them to make sure they don’t die? 

Tsukasa. He would insist they are not Bad Decisions, but Decisions That Needed To Be Done. Doesn't mean he isn't full of regret at times. Everyone else always follows him.

9. Who’s the one who remembers everyone’s favorite orders at cafes/restaurants? 

All of them remember. Whether they are willing to use this knowledge is another matter entirely, and it depends on who is doing the remembering about whose order and whether they had a squabble or not

10. Would/do they have kids? Who are the Responsible Parents, who are the Cool Parents™ to the polywogs? 

HA. HAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA.

You have to pry the headcanon of Michinaga being Tsukasa and Daiki's child from my cold dead hands, but they didn't get to parent him at all. If they would have parented him, or parenting other kid(s)...

They'd try. They'd try their best. Tsukasa and Daiki think they are the Cool Parents, but Yusuke is the most whipped. Natsumi has to be the most sensible, probably. They'd love those kids so much, and no length they wouldn't go to for them

But they are who they are, cosmic destinies trailing after them, and probably always lurking on the horizon. It would never be easy.

[gcldfanged]

GET TO KNOW YOUR ADMIN !!

name — Kkeungi

pronouns — He/Him, They/Them

preferred comms — I know people hate tumblr DMs but I really regret giving new mutuals the opportunity to bug me on discord due to some bad past experiences. I kinda wanna be more selective about communication on Discord.

name of muse — Jae-hyo Yoon//Whip

experience in RP — I started RPing in AOL chatrooms when I was 13 because that or Tabletop were the only platforms we had, give that a moment to sink in.

best experiences — I love meeting new people and connecting, the creative process and collaboration is always super fun. If I wanted to write fanfic, then I'd just do that. I like having someone else to bounce ideas off of.

pet peeves/dealbreakers — Vaguing and taking blocks too seriously. I also say right there in my rules I don't make personal disputes public and so far, nobody has respected that at all. They'll get personally offended and vague and one of my friends will see it and it just makes me mad since I'm the one always ending up being the 'bigger person' and I don't even bother defending myself from people who shit-talk about me or make assumptions based on hearsay.

Just not plain respecting me is really annoying too, like we can reach a meeting point if we just communicate?

muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ) — I love angst, fluff only if the characters aren't USED to having nice, domestic moments. Smut is entirely based on my mental capacity to write it without thinking it's garbage- I tend to really worry about my writing getting 'boring' or repetitive with smut.

plot or memes — I'll be real, I love plotting... I'm in this for the long haul, but I also totally get that memes can make interactions so much easier- Especially if the mental/emotional energy is low.

long or short replies — I can never shut the fuck up, so I tend to go long.

best time to write — Depends on my work schedule.

are you like your muse? — I think I inject a little bit of myself into every muse I take on, like how I portray my Genesis as having AuDHD and bipolar. Surface level, Jae-hyo and I are of the same nationality and have survived incredibly dire straits. He's still a character that exists entirely separate from me, just the same way my canon muses are separate from me, personally.

[brightcalamity]

NPC Dialogue for L, my polyamorous builder

I saw people doing this meme in the tags, and decided to try it out. Inspired specifically by @pepperonibread's post.

L:

Intro: “Howdy! Welcome to Sandrock. I'm new, too! Got kind of burnt out at building school, and at first kind of regretted coming here where there's so much work to do. But have you noticed how hot everyone is? Maybe it's the dry desert air making me so thirsty.”

Acquaintance:

Hey! How are you settling in? Make sure you don't go out too far - monsters can get pretty scary the further you get from town.

How's it hanging? You tried sandfishing yet? I used to love regular fishing, so it's kind of wild!

So I looked into it, and apparently there are a lot of policies in the Church of the Light that are determined by chapter. Like, how we can have guns here. I wonder what else is different?

I stayed out too late the other night, and when I passed out, I had a dream about...well, never mind.

Buddy:

Howdy! Caught any fish yet? Any big ones? Sometimes I see them swimming through the sand and wonder if I could do that.

Sometimes I get so tired, I just have to sit down and stare into space, and it always ends up I was staring at someone. Kind of embarrassing, but, oh well! So if I do that to you - sorry?

You know, you should stop by the Blue Moon sometimes and relax. A hot meal, a cold drink, and good conversation - you gotta set down the pickhammer and remember what it's all about.

How did Rian land such a great catch? Maybe I need to take a page out of his book...oh, sorry! Howdy! I'm off in my own world again, huh.

How's it hanging? Remember to let the air flow, my friend, or you'll regret it later.

Good Friend:

Howdy, pal! You ever get jealous? I saw Amirah making some pots the other day, and started wishing I was clay. At people? Nah.

Hey! Don't wear yourself out working too hard. Remember! I busted my butt in school, and now look at me.

Caught any big ones recently? I went out a bit too far to check out a new sandfishing hole, and got my ass kicked by the locals. You should've seen me! Running full tilt away clutching a giant fish to my chest like it was made of solid gold.

Howdy. You speak to Heidi lately? She's been so busy...I get it, really, but...never mind.

Sandstorm: I know it's stressful getting behind on work, but take my advice - there's no better chance to stay home and cuddle. Stay safe!

Rain:  I never knew I could miss this so much. I wonder if the sandfish around here care about rain? Does it awaken some evolutionary memory in them, or are they just oblivious?

Player has a new haircut: I wonder who you're trying to impress. Well, you're impressing me!

Player has panda eyes: I hoped you stayed up doing something fun, at least.

Player cuts a tree in front of L: Hooooboy. If you like getting berated by Burgess, good job, I guess.

Player attacks L with a weapon: Uh, watch out! Let's take it to the ring. I guess. Or, better yet, let's talk it out over dinner.

Day of the Bright Sun: I don't really need more stuff, but I love seeing the kinds of things people give as gifts. I really love days like this. Holidays were one of the brief times I wasn't studying in school. I felt guilty the entire time, but it was still worth it getting out.

Showdown at High Noon:  I guess it's good for everyone to practice fighting. Have you heard that there are places where they have a holiday to celebrate love, too? I wish we had that, to balance things out a bit.

Day of Memories: The games are fun, but I always sort of wished the fun parts and the memorial were separated. I guess that's how life is, though? You can't ever entirely separate feelings.

Tour de Rock: I feel like Unsuur should win this by default. But maybe if I win, he'll think I'm even cooler.

Running of the Yakmel:  This must be a real romantic holiday for Cooper and Mabel. Food and yakmel? I actually have no idea what this holiday's about, sorry.

Winter Solstice: Hey, don't miss out on the bonfire dancing! I'll save a spot next to me if I can!

Loved gifts:

Any kind of King Fish:  Holy! Look at that whopper! Are you seriously giving this to me?

Any of Amirah's pottery, or the character figures: Everyone accuses me of being shallow, but it was the craftsmanship of her work that really made me fall in love with her. Amirah, you're amazing.

Liked gifts:

Storage: Oh, thank the Light! And thank you! Maybe I can finally get organized.

Fishing gear:  Babe. You know me too well. Sorry, did I call you babe? Sorry, sorry. I was actually talking your gift.

Any fish other than King:  Ahaha! Howdy, little guy! You'll make a fine dinner or pet, tonight!

Neutral gifts: Wow, thanks! You don't really need to give me gifts to impress me, but I'll take 'em.

Disliked gifts: Huh. Thanks.

Hated gifts: Did I upset you? Sorry.

Complimenting appearance: Wow, thank you! The hair color's not natural, except in the sense that everything that is possible to exist is natural.

Complimenting appearance 2: I think you're pretty, too.

Complimenting work: Well, thanks! I do try! I know I'm easily distracted by a pretty face, but love just gives me the energy to make all my work feel worth it.

Complimenting personality: You catch more fish if you got the right bait.

Asked about her past:

Oh, well. Studying, work, rinse, repeat. After a while, I couldn't remember why I even wanted to be a builder. I'm starting to remember, I think.

The first time I fell in love, there was this big drama when she wanted to see someone else. I remember pretending that I was so upset, but not getting why I should care that much. I was a lot older when I realized other people aren't playing when they're upset about that stuff.

I always thought me and Nia would get married and ride off into the sunset on our gliders. Of course, life doesn't turn out how you imagine. We both had different dreams. But I missed her so much when we went our separate ways.

I think my Ma worries that she and Pa somehow pushed me into working too hard. I keep telling them that I made my own decisions, and thinking about the two of them was the big thing that pulled me off the edge, when it got real bad. I have to do better. I will do better. Even if I don't work as fast as I used to and people think I'm a flake.

Asked about work:

Most of the time people don't really need stuff as soon as they say. I still try, of course, to get it to them in time. But I've had to learn that if I end up running late, it's not the end of the world, you know?

Asked what she likes to do:

Sometimes I look at old books about fish, and then I look at the fish we've got around here - I think fish were always just really weird!

I hate eating alone, you know? Eating is when people really connect - we all gotta do it! It doesn't have to be a date, even if that's what people think I'm all about. I just want to hear about your day.

The more efficient the tools, the more time I have to keep myself sane without disappointing my commissioners. I love seeing things done quickly, and well.

Romance -

Confession response:

Accepted: Oh! You're quite the catch, so of course I accept!

Rejected: Oh...do you know what that means? Do you really want to be with me? I can't change who I am, you know. Maybe I need to think a little, and maybe you do too.

Regular lines:

Don't forget date night! It's easy to forget when we're busy, but spending time together makes everything else worthwhile!

There are always more fish in the sea, but I'm so glad I caught this one. And you caught me.

Do you see us together in twenty years? Time feels so blurry, one commission blending into the next, but no matter how far I try to look, I see you there with me.

[russellius]

Hi!

I want to organise my tumbrl better for the season to come and you tags system seems really interesting!

Would you be okay to explain it a bit? So I can take inspiration from it?

It's okay if you don't, of course!

hello!! i would, gladly! i'm/it's not *that* organized unfortunately, i'm always like... "i should have a tag for that", and then.. i never do it 😭 but i have sort of settled on a system at least for the races, that i can follow.

on race weekends i use three tags, one for the location (eg. #hungary, #spain), one for the year ofc (eg. #24) and a combined one, so i can track that one specific race weekend (eg. #hun24, #esp24). this way if i want to search stuff from silverstone, spain etc, i can do it and it'll bring up everything from that place, regardless of the year. and same for the year, if i want to see stuff from say 2021, i'll just search #21.

(into the main tags, so year and location i put the more.. proper posts, while the specific race weekend tags tend to have more random posts in them as well.. it's just. the vibes from my side, whether i will use all three tags or not 😭)

edit: i just remembered that during the grand prix i also use the tumblr tag of the gp. so for instance during the spanish gp, that'd be #spanish gp 2024.

all years have a tag, but for the childhood years, which i consider until the end of the karting years (so in george's case that's 2013) i mostly use #ch. 2018 and 2017 are the only ones where i use the full year, because if you use #18 and #17 as tags the post won't show up in the search system...

i have some other tags too, for this winter break i was using #wb23 and #wb24, for the summer break i had #sb23. now for the pre-season, starting with today i settled on #prs24. for the pre-season test in bahrain, i will use both #testing and #testing24. i've been tempted to use a non-race weekend tag, or a tag for official photoshoots, so... maybe starting with this season i'll do that too! i'm lazy tho, because i always think that through the archive i will find everything i want to 😭...

some other tags that i have are #*m (any "major" post made my be) and #*p (proper photos), but these are more just for myself. looking back on things it'd have been easier to start tagging reblogs, instead of my own posts, but it kinda stuck from my previous blog... for my gifs, edits i use #*mine. i have some other tags too, #q for quotes and interviews, #j for the occasional memes, and #r for any random posts from my side.

i also made separate tags for george's firsts, so first win, podium, pole, williams point :')

it's a bit of a mess probably from the outside, but i'll be honest, i never really expect people to browse these tags a lot. it'd be cool if they would tho :)...

so yeah, i hope i could help a little bit! 🤍 i think you just gotta pick a system you like and then if you want to tag something specific, don't think much about it, just start tagging it right away, because you'll regret it later, that you've put it off for so long

[mayimkjs]

Analyzing MeMe's Lyrics (Twokoto Ver)

I will be using this translation for this.

Some people try to separate the lyrics out into who is singing according to the video. I believe that who is singing isn’t always the same as who’s currently in the video. 

I feel this song is suppose to be confusing and thus, is harder to dissect then Double.  

俺 isn't used in this song. That means that John is never singing about himself directly. 

The screams are likely the first 4 syllables of the official English translation of that line.

Taken from the FOOL's MATE research doc.

Color Key

Mikoto　John

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1. (???) 2. If I could have laughed 3. (???) 4. If I could have gone back 5. (???) 6. Then I would act dead even though I’m living, aren’t I?

This whole stanza could be either Mikoto or John.

Mikoto: To me, this all sorta sounds like Mikoto has suicidal tendencies. This is further reinforced by John hinting that he does. He could also be talking about subconsciously regretting getting his job.

John: These lines line up more with his vocal style but are harder to discern. John is obviously agitated in this scene. He could be looking back to a time where he didn’t need to be so active or a time when things were easier/happier to cope with. It could also be that he doesn't want to kill, but deems it necessary to protect them. 

7. (???) 8. If I could be gone 9. (???) 10. If I could make it stop 11. (???) 12. I wonder how long this dream of mine would stay alive?

Referring to his job and all of the stress. This whole stanza could be either Mikoto or John.

8. Could also be a carried thought from the last slide. 

13. You don’t have to go and keep it all inside 14. Because “I” will decide to save “me” anyway 15. Snuggle up and say your mutual “good night”’s 16. Flip that switch back on, rattle up that brain

13-14. These lines sound like John. Mostly because he refers to Mikoto as “I” or “me” sometimes. When he does this, he uses 僕 instead of 俺.

14. The start of this line is written “ボクが僕”. This is likely a stylistic choice to break up the visual monatamy caused by using “僕が僕”. I can’t think of another reason it would be this way.

16. Could be referring to how John kills people or an actual switch.

17. Why, then, is it me standing before you now?  18. Surely you’re mistaken 19. Just take a look and see if you can find me out,  20. Find the me that’s been hiding away 21. The truth will be sure to come to light 22. I won’t forgive you if this is a lie when I know I’m right

17-19, 22. Mikoto being Mikoto, trying to get Es to believe that he’s done nothing wrong.

20. Hinting at his alters. This could also be Mikoto looking into himself because he knows something isn't right. 

21. Mikoto is out of the loop on John’s actions. He wants to find the truth. This could also be interpreted as Mikoto being Mikoto.

22. His use of “赦さない” is directly referencing the voting system in T1. Shidou is the only other character to do this. 

23. (???) 24. If only it’d break,  25. (???) 26. If only I could change 27. (???) 28. Would I find my way?  29. I wonder when I started to give it up

This whole stanza could be either Mikoto or John.

Mikoto: Mikoto feels stuck in life and wants to change. 

John: He’s starting to question if what they’re doing is right.

30. (???) 31. If I could break loose,  32. (???) 33. If only I could choose 34. (???) 35. Is it selfish to do what I’ve done if it isn’t too much?

This whole stanza could be either Mikoto or John. 

Mikoto: Mikoto feels stuck in life and wants to change. 

John: (30-34) What he’s doing is starting to trouble him. (35) He’s wondering if what he’s doing is selfish since he’s killing people to put less stress on Mikoto. 

36. Adding to me was this “minus” energy 37. As I choked, I was closely wound in its embrace 38. Maybe it’s okay to try to keep living 39. Split that heart in half and make it race

36. “マイナスのイメージ” translates better into “Minus Image”. This could be talking how John is the opposite to Mikoto. 

36-37. John has accepted the "negative energy" of violence.

38. Mikoto acting like everything is ok. Could also be John.

39. John is insistent about keeping himself separated from Mikoto to protect them. 

Alternatively, when these lines are put together, they could be interpreted as “maybe it’s okay to keep living [like this], as long as we stay apart to make our heart beat”.

40. Why, then, is it me standing before you now?  41. Surely you’re mistaken 42. Just take a look and see if you can find me out,  43. Find the me that’s been hiding away 44. The truth will be sure to come to light 45. I won’t forgive you if this is a lie when I know I’m right

Repeat of Chorus 1.

46. With all the clearly ridiculous accusations 47. I will make them feel pain, they will suffocate 48. But isn’t it all in vain? 49. Ah, it’s the same everywhere I go 50. It’s like what is wrong isn’t wrong in people’s eyes 51. There’s no guessing between us when I’m the hoax

46-48. All of the accusations are causing Mikoto stress and John is taking action. 

47. Could be Mikoto singing as he has a similar line in Double. 

49-50. I believe this applies to both Mikoto and John. Mikoto’s self doubt and self consciousness is coming into play. He doesn't want to stand out. John is tired of every day going the same way with Mikoto working himself to death. He's frustrated that everyone, including Mikoto, is ignoring all of the problems.

51. Speaking to Es. ニセモノ was used instead of the kanji for hoax/fake (偽物). This is likely a stylistic choice. Unclear who is speaking, likely John.

52. I am probably not to blame anyhow,  53. It is probably nothing and 54. This must be a dream,  55. A nightmare that I’ve found,  56. One I need to be waking from

Mikoto is brushing everything off and saying it’s nothing. Overall, all of these lines sound unsure. 

57. Why, then, is it me standing before you now?  58. Surely you’re mistaken 59. Just take a look and see if you can find me out,  60. Find the me that’s been hiding but

Repeat of Chorus 1. 

61. Why, then? Hey. Why then?  62. Am I nowhere at all to be found then? 63. That is why 64. I won’t forgive you if this is a lie when I know I’m right

Mikoto feels lost and confused. 

65. Why, then? Hey. Why then?  66. Can’t you please let me go and just let me live my life? 67. Say you’re mistaken and it’s a fake and just 68. Say that I am right about all of this 69. I will forgive you if you can say how it really is

Mikoto is pleading with Es to let him go as he’s done nothing wrong.