#the case study of tomfoolery 

[anidealistatbestburntoutatworst]

noé: where are you from?

vanitas: “society would say i’m from paris…. but i say i live in the moment”

noé *even more confused now than he was before he asked*: “oh-okay?!”

[suiana]

imagine rejecting a yandere! god and he gets all mad and petty so he curses your love life

so maybe you used to be a cleric or something that worshipped him and he decided to be silly and come down to earth in a more human form (still godly but less flamboyant). he was bored and what better thing to do than to meet up with his worshippers? especially you, his most devout and sweet little thing?

of course, he eventually fell for you and confessed his feelings. you're just so captivating after all.

"hey i really like you-"

"sorry, i am only meant for my lord and saviour☺️ we can still be friends."

"oh... that's not..."

yeah, he kinda forgot that you think he's joking about him being your god and stuff... oops...

whatever! you should've accepted him anyway! you'd break your vows for him wouldn't you?! apparently not.

yeah, so he decided to curse your love life becase he's petty like that and you wouldn't give him that time of day. wouldn't even entertain his delusions for a bit smh. how could you just leave a literal god heartbroken like that?

and just like that, your first life as a devout worshipper came to an end.

your next few lives were... rather tragic too.

all your lovers would randomly die, disappear, or leave just when things were getting good. it was infuriating and you were starting to think that the gods had something against you. well, more like a god had a thing for you but who cares right?

meanwhile, your petty and childish god was just watching over you from his abode. he really likes watching you. no, he's not a stalker. he's a god. there's a difference okayn gods can watch over humans like this! what? creepy? no he's not creepy! don't call him that!

he... also probably has a shrine and collection full of things from all your lives or something tbh. and no! it's mot creepy!

in any case, he didn't interfere in any of your lives directly up until your current life.

when you suddenly showed an interest in him again.

yes, after your first life you had also forgotten all about him. no, it wasn't a part of the curse he laid on you. it was probably just your soul getting revenge on him for cursing you. or... maybe it was because you were human. duh. unfortunately, your god has a peanut sized brain.

in your current life while reading on about mythology for your studies, you started gaining interest in him again.

"huh... god of... mischief? sounds like a real troublemaker."

you immediately moved on to another god after that.

and the god lets out an audible gasp.

how could you be so cruel? not even a, oh he was hot or something like that? just a simple he was a troublemaker???

also, he was not a troublemaker!

sure he might've meddled with your romantic partners and cursed your love life... and also caused some major disagreements in human history... but that's just a little bit of tomfoolery! a little bit of trolling if you will!

ugh! he's seriously getting mad again!

guess he'll have to come back to meet you in person to show you he means business this time.

[glitterforashes]

𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ; 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

>>> sally fisher and larry johnson as per usual, fluff, comfort for sal, usual tomfooleries for larry, lake hc’s. enjoy!

𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫 —

doesn’t like to swim, just sits on the shore

will get in to about waist length if you ask nicely

hates being splashed. will immediately get back out

brings his gameboy in case he gets bored

usually only goes with you, larry, ash and todd. wont go alone or one on one with anyone.

doesn’t wear just swim trunks, wears a tshirt over them

refuses to get his hair wet like a little girl

burns. so bad. needs to be absolutely slathered in sunscreen to not go up in flames

“sally, get in the water! it’s so waaarm!” you whined at him, wading through the lake that was surprisingly clear. even if you went deep, you could still see your toes beneath the water. “no, i’m good.” he called back to you, face hidden behind his beloved gameboy. you, todd and ash all stood about waist length in the water, just wading around and talking. sally refused to get in, and larry had run back to ash’s car to get the cooler. something was clearly wrong with sally. usually he’d get in, even if it was only to his ankles. with a pout on your lips, you slicked your hair back and climbed out of the water, set on finding out what was bothering your beloved boy. you plopped down on the rickety lawn chair next to him, crossing one leg over the other and facing your body towards him, giving him your utmost attention. “what’s the matter, sal?” you asked softly, gently running your fingers against his pale arm. “nothing. just don’t feel like swimming today.” he mumbled, keeping focus solely on the game. you looked at him, studying his face. “sal, i know there’s something wrong. what’s bugging you?” his shoulders slumped as he sighed, lowering the game boy. he looked over at you, vulnerability in his eyes. “are you interested in todd?” he asked, searching your face. your eyes widened. “what? no. where did that come from?” “just.. you two have been spending a lot of time together. it’s okay if you don’t want to be with me anymore.” your shoulders slumped and you reached out, gently brushing a few strands of hair away from his face. “no, sally. you’re the only one i want. besides.. i’m pretty sure todd swings the other way, if you know what i mean.” sal chuckled a bit, seeming to loosen up. “yeah. okay. sorry, (y/n).” you shook your head and leaned in, pressing a chaste kiss against the cheek of his mask. “nothing to be sorry for, sally-wally.” your laugh echoed across the lake as he physically cringed, you could practically see his face through the mask. “please. never call me that again.” “okay, sally wally pooh.”

𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 —

wears big goofy goggles and swims down to the deep parts of the lake to find cool rocks for you.

religiously wears a goofy pair of duck print swim shorts.

ties his hair up in a bun, you love it.

REFUSES to wear sunscreen, always gets sunburnt. turns tan the next day, but complains about the sunburn until then.

likes it when you make sandwiches for him and bring them to the lake. tears them up. absolutely devours them.

sleeps on the ride back home.

likes going to the lake one on one with you, but will also go with the others.

likes to use water guns when the others are around.

“larry, please just put sunscreen on your shoulders if anything.” “no, (y/n)! sunscreen is for losers.” you hovered over him as he tugged goggles onto his face, heavily insistent on burning to a crisp. “sunscreen is not for losers, it’s for people who don’t want to get melanoma and look like a raisin by the age of twenty.” he huffed and spread his arms out finally, doing a little turn so you could coat all the visible parts of his body in sunscreen. luckily, it was the spray on kind, so his complaining was minimal. after that dramatic scene, you two were splashing about, scaring every fish within a ten mile radius. “larry! stop it, you’re getting water up my nose!” you screeched, coughing up and blowing out water from basically ever sinus you possibly could. he laughed as he bombarded you with comically large splashes, absolutely drenching your face and hair in the span of four seconds. that went on until you got close enough to grab a handful of his hair and shove his head under the water, effectively stopping his attacks and almost drowning him. you two went home soggy, tired, and hungry, collapsing onto his bed. lisa found you both hours later and snapped a picture. now, hanging on larry’s fridge is a candid shot of you and him, sprawled out across the bed, sheets wet, tangled in each others limbs. larry has his head at the foot of the bed and one of his legs hanging off the side, while you have your head resting against his abdomen and your legs propped up against the wall. however, the part lisa liked the most was the fact despite being asleep, you two had managed to find each others hands and interlock pinkies.

[jazzyblusnowflake]

Aren't. Aren't both of them teenagers

?

Yes and also No,

while the timelines of the story seem to be a bit blurry N, V and J are canonically older and longer lived than most of the other drone cast on Copper 9. Uzi may have implied in the pilot that only N, V and J were the disassembly drones sent to copper 9, BUT by seeing the current last ep we can see that cant be the case with how many dead bodies there were in the labs. i mean this show is called an ARG for a reason. [not to mention Tessa has gotten pretty older and by proxy so have N,V and J]

but as for Uzi's age, as much as they joke about her size in the show, we see in the prom episode that she, along with her classmates of that group are all canonincally over 18 years old.

so basically when they say they are KIDS, they mean their LATE TEENS aka 18-19 or even 20 if we count the disassembly drones. so yes, KIDS as in NOT FULLY ADULTS EITHER.

even the creators themselves have shown that they didnt mind suggestive work of them [yknow, making fun of them and such] and the wiki on the characters have also claimed that these characters are above the age of being called a "minor".

also.... they are robots :|

i feel like we are downplaying this factor a lot.

but when their "TRAINED neural network" is ready for an "adult body", they are kinda perminantly transferred into it with no more growth or changes needed, aside from the manually taught studies they go to "school" for.

thats why under my art i say that "they are CANONICALLY ADULTS, please be respectful" I would never go towards drawing any sort of tomfoolery if it was proven to be the case that they are less than 17 or something. jesus ew gross....

[brainworms-all-night-long]

New and all inclusive intro to the hellspace that's my brain and this blog!! Do not attempt to find any parallels in my blorbos to my behavior and desires I promise it says nothing about the very core of me as a living being haha

Every silly appearing above lives fulltime in my brain and refuses to pay the mortgage, in fact, is very adamant they will never do so. Henceforth, I yap about them sometimes!! Some more than others *coughNinecough* but they are always present

>Now to the tags I actively use!!

sonic prime / sonic the hedgehog / miles nine prower – The most of thoughts at the actual documented begining of life for this blog, and I like Nine!! A lot!! A character made specifically for me I think....

murder drones / arcane / nimona 2023 / dreamtale (UTMV) – Other stuff besides Sonic that I draw and yap about, although this is still mainly a Sonic blog

me does arts / littol doodl / actually finished doodl – My art tags!! I've been drawing the same character for over a year and a half now help :D Have no idea why I decided to split them into three separate categories but I belive the names are pretty self explanatory

me when I finish writing – I do a drabble or two sometimes as well just, don't expect for me to actually finish anything I start writing even though I say I will, that tag name is a lie

the silly text box – answered asks whenever I rember to use the tag lmao

silly brainwors – my yappings, Nine character analyses and headcannons!!

There's no talk tag, if you see my random unrelated thoughts, it was destined and once in a lifetime event

>I also have a few AUs but only of the "What if crossover variety

Prime bros – a more or less non commited collaborative effort of random.headcannons and drabbles between me and Marie and anyone else who has thoughts and wants to join in on the fun on the idea of having the Shatterverse foxes (Nine, Sails, Mangey and Tails) living together in green hill and causing mayhem because the way the show left them was bulshit and unsatisfying!!

The same but different is my own personal version of the prime bros universe than I'm.fighting tooth and nail to write and constantly failing gdhsg

Over the hills – is a Dreamtale and Sonic crossover brough on by The Nine-tailed travel guide through the multiverse event conceived by Donelywell and mashed with my long time held dreamswap au idea of Dream taking Night and running away from the village after taking some drastic measures (the second chapter is being written baybey!!!!)

prime arcane – as seen above, I like arcane!! Jinx and Nine are eerily similar, I put them together, boom an Au :D other characters are there too but I need to get around actually designing them....

running from a Nightmare – another Dreamtale au, this time about corrupted Nightmare being set loose on the Sonic world by none other than Eggman and the suffering that comes with it (also fighting tooth and tail to get it written, you see a pattern here?)

And because I keep having Dreamtale & Sonic thoughts, I do lump them all together under the dreamtale and sonic tomfoolery tag!!

the n 'n n's (read as m&m's) – unserious crossover where I put Nine Night and Nimona together and have them be silly (perhaps Nuzi will tag along some day too...)

>This will most likely get updated in case I get possessed by something new or remeber a tag I forgor

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Hey you scrolled this far might as well put some more random trivia abt me here :D

>paleontology and zoology nerd, but only as an avid listener to four hour documentaries, I don't actually know shit- (Miniminuteman, Casual Geo and Lydnsey Nikole hyper carry this special interest shoutout to them)

>Obviously a followup to previous point needed, favorite dinosaur is the Archeopterix and the animal ever is the Blunt Headed Tree Snake

>I have a pet snake, her name is Ebi and is a black head spider python!!

>Fourth (and last, pray for me please) year of studying Mechanical engineering, I also have no fucking clue what I'm doing, I don't know a lick of math :DD

>Favorite color is pink!! (In case you couldn't tell by my art and this whole post lmao) I went through a goddamn hero's journey to learn to love it alright you can pry the seven plain hot pink shirts from my cold dead hands

>I'm Slovak!! *zahučanie sokola a zvučka fujary*

>I could recite the story of the ugly duckling backwards as a kid (unrelated to previous two points)

>undiagnosed but there's.... something...

>Aro, ace and agender (that's where the AAA battery comes in lmao)

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

It makes sense to launch merchandise together with your movie, but the problem with Blake’s launch is that it was the wrong merchandise with the wrong movie. Moreover a movie whose subject matter is too serious to indulge in merchandising side hassle unless one was selling mental health + self-defence programmes. 

How can a person be so tone-deaf that they think a DV movie should be promoted as fluffy and pink and the best merchandise to launch with it is haircare?!

Actually, the tone-deafness started early with whoever thought that a dV movie was the perfect launchpad for merchandise. 

*****************

It’s just a whole marketing fail all around. Worse than a fail. Catastrophe.

From the ill-advised coloring book to the social media campaign to BookTok to the Blake-and-the-cast v Justin thing, to the interviews to the florals to the self-promoting of Blake’s other businesses to Ryan’s stupid tomfoolery, everything was just all wrong ten ways past Sunday.

I hope it becomes a massive case study of what not to do in media marketing.

[do-it-for-the-fandom]

Mistletoe.

5x09 - Secret Santa.

The boys peered around the corner simultaneously trying to get close enough to see their targets clearly and stay out of sight themselves.

They had a clear view of the elevator, of the little surprise they had hung right in front of the doors, all they had to do was wait.

Half the bullpen was in on the bet - will they, won't they? - but given the advantage Ryan and Espo had (the knowledge of Castle and Beckett's actual secret relationship) they felt pretty confident that a friendly little 'Christmas kiss' was out of the question. The risk of outing themselves was too high. Beckett wouldn't risk giving Gates a reason to boot Castle from the precinct.

"- and I love the feeling, that sense of hope," they heard Castle say; a sign that their targets were approaching. And, sure enough, the pair stepped into view. "It's crazy, you know. On the shortest, darkest days of the year people of all faiths celebrate the light."

The boys looked at one another, rolled their eyes at their friend. He couldn't just say "I love Christmas". No, he had to make it poetic, make it beautiful. No wonder he had won Beckett over - they could see the smile on her face as she listened to him talk, absolutely enamoured. Honestly, how anybody was still in the dark about this relationship confused the boys to no end!

"Plus, who doesn't love presents?"

"There it is," Ryan whispered and Espo stifled a chuckle.

Castle glanced up, noticed the hanging ball of mistletoe directly above them. Kate's focus shifted almost immediately, searching for whatever had so quickly captured her partner's focus.

Espo looked across the bullpen, locked eyes with Karpowski and LT who stood by the breakroom door trying to look totally uninterested in whatever was about to happen. However, subtlety was not a skill Karpowski had honed and her intent focus had apparently drawn the attention of their captain.

Espo nudged his elbow into Ryan's ribs. "Gates alert," he whispered.

Ryan looked toward the captain's office, saw Gates standing at her door studying Karpowski. He watched as her gaze followed Karpowski's across the bullpen before landing on Castle and Beckett in front of the elevator.

He looked back over to Castle and Beckett, who had apparently entered the world's most intense staring competition. And... was that a smile on Beckett's face?

"Are they-?" Ryan stopped. Surely they weren't.

They all waited with bated breath, watched as their friends stood hesitating, wanting but not quite willing to take the risk. Beckett shifted her weight from one foot to the other, moving barely an inch closer, but it set the wheels in motion. Castle reached out for her - inevitably to pull her closer, to kiss her under the mistletoe - and Espo practically pushed Ryan out from their hiding place.

"Yo, Castle!" Espo called out, a desperate attempt to stop something he had never thought would actually happen.

But it was too late. Castle had so delicately cupped Beckett's face, pulled her closer and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

"Mr Castle," Gates' voice billowed across the bullpen. "What makes you think that that is appropriate behaviour for a precinct?" she demanded.

"Oh, I- th- just-" Castle stuttered and stumbled over his words, pointing to Beckett, to the mistletoe, to the various other decorations around the bullpen.

"'Tis the season?" Espo tried to defend his friend's behaviour without refocusing Gates' wrath onto himself.

"'Tis the season?," Gates repeated. "So I should just allow such tomfoolery?"

Espo looked around, all eyes on him. "Yes, Sir. I believe a certain amount of tomfoolery, as you call it, is good for morale. Especially at this time of year."

He waited, expected the scolding of a lifetime, but it never came. Gates simply smiled, like she knew something he didn't.

"In that case, I believe there is something you owe Detective Ryan."

Espo looked at Ryan, who seemed to be just as confused as he was. Karpowski walked toward them, her phone in hand, and began to play a recording from earlier in the day.

"Oh please," he heard his own voice echo through the speaker of Karpowski's phone. "You think a little bit of mistletoe is gonna make Beckett wanna kiss Castle?"

He groaned as he realised exactly where this was going.

"Sure, I'll take that bet. I'm in for $20. In fact, I'm so sure of this I'll make it $50. A hundred, even!"

"I didn't agree to a hundred bucks!" Ryan complained.

Karpowski laughed. "Oh, just you wait."

"You know what?" The recording continued. "If you win, we won't even take your money, that is how confident I am."

Ryan glared at Espo. "Dude!"

Esposito hung his head low. "It gets worse."

"If I'm wrong-" Esposito's laughter burst through the phone speaker. "I'll even kiss Ryan under the mistletoe."

"Nope," Ryan declared with a firm shake of his head.

"I was obviously joking!" Espo insisted. "And he only kissed her on the cheek!"

"A bet's a bet," Karpowski countered immediately.

"And it's good for morale, right?" Gates added with a smile.

Esposito looked over to Beckett and Castle who both looked entirely too pleased with themselves.

"You set me up," he concluded.

"Seems to me you set yourself up for this one," Beckett replied. "But maybe we can let you off the hook. Just this once."

"On one condition," Gates said. "No more nonsense bets on my time."

"Yes, Sir," they all agreed.

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Once almost everyone had cleared out and only the skeleton staff pulling the holiday shift remained, Beckett made her way to Espo's desk and sat on the edge.

"You know that when Karpowski and LT came to me with that, I couldn't say no, right?" she asked as he filled out the last of his paperwork from their case. "They'd already gotten Gates involved."

"I get it," he assured her. "I shouldn't have run my mouth like that, anyway. That was just asking for trouble."

Beckett laughed; he wasn't wrong. After looking over her shoulder to make sure they were still practically alone, she continued.

"I appreciate that you stood up to Gates, tried to pull the focus from us."

Espo looked up from his paperwork and gave her his most sincere smile.

"I've got your back, Beckett. Whether it's on the street fighting criminals or in the precinct taking heat from Gates, I got you. And I know you got me, too."

"I do," she confirmed. "Thank you."

[the-broken-truth]

Anime Accident - [Part 2]

Wenclair - Yokovina - Weems Is Still Alive - After The Crackstone Accident - I am an Anime Nerd (Don't Judge Me)

[After the shock wore off: Wednesday and Divina dragged the Unnamed Fusion through the halls of Nevermore to Principal's Weems' Office - which happened to return from a meeting with the Board of Directors. Weems was trying to enjoy a drink but now sitting in her chair, across from 3 Bodies.]

Principal Weems (Pinching the bridge of her nose): Let me get this straight: Enid tried the Fusion Dance from the Dragon Ball Z Manga, which Xavier gave to her, with Yoko...

Divina: Yes, Ma'am.

Principal Weems (Gestures a hand towards Wednesday): Wednesday said that there was no way it would work...

Wednesday: That I did.

Principal Weems: However, they did it anyway and now 2 students - a Vampire and a Werewolf - are fused together into... (Gestures to the Unnamed Fusion) that.

Unnamed Fusion (Scratching back of the head): Sorry, Principal Weems. We weren't trying to make more trouble for you than you already are dealing with. Please, forgive us.

Principal Weems: No. No. I know you meant no harm. It's not your fault, Enid... Yoko... Wait, if you are the fusion of Yoko Tanaka and Enid Sinclair, what name shall you go by?

Wednesday: She will go by Enid.

Divina (Glares at Wednesday): No, she shall go by Yoko.

Wednesday (Glares at Divina): Enid is the one who decided to do the fusion - therefore, the fusion shall use her name.

Divina: Yoko is older than Enid.

Wednesday: Enid is stronger than Yoko.

Divina: Says who?!

Wednesday: Says myself and anyone else with common sense. My Wolf is stronger than your leech.

Divina: Call my girlfriend a leech again and I will...

Unnamed Fusion (Places a hand on Wednesday's & Divina's Shoulders pushing them apart): Enough of that. We are both Enid Sinclair and Yoko Tanaka - we are the best and worst of them. Therefore, we shall choose a name that suits us both. (Thinks for a moment) Enko. We shall be called Enko and there are to be no objections to our decision.

Principal Weems: Very well, Enko. Do you know how long you shall remain like that?

Enko: According to the Manga, about 30 Minutes.

Principal Weems: Very well. Wednesday and Divina, you both shall be in charge of watching Enko until the Fusion wears off. No tomfoolery. Understand?

Enko: Understood, Principal Weems. We shall leave you to rest now.

[Principal Weems dismisses Enko, Wednesday, and Divina from her office. Instantly, Divina grabs Enko's Hand and pulls her in one direction.]

Divina: Come on, Enko. Let's show your new body to the rest of our friends.

[Divina doesn't get a single step with Enko as Wednesday grabs the Fusion's other hand.]

Wednesday (An Eyebrow Raised): What do you think you are doing with my Romantic Partner, Siren?

Divina (Glares at Wednesday): Your Romantic Partner? In case you have forgotten, Enko is half of Yoko, therefore she is mine as well. I am going to take them to show the others in the Quad.

Wednesday: You shall do no such thing. It is my Writing Time and Enko shall accompany me to our dorm. Once the fusion wears off, I shall give your leech back to you.

Divina: What did I say about calling my girlfriend a leech, Addams?!

Enko: Alright. Calm down. That is more than enough. There shall be no fighting.

Divina (Looks at Enko): Enko, tell Wednesday that you want to hang out with me instead of being cooped up in a dark room while she hurts your ears with the sound of that typewriter.

Wednesday (Looks at Enko): No, Enko. Tell the Siren that you are not interested in interacting with those fools and would rather spend your time with me. I wish to study you in private.

Divina: Study them? My Girlfriend isn't a lab rat, Addams.

Wednesday: Enko belongs to me, Siren.

[Wednesday and Divina continue to glare at each other until they look at Enko...who is long gone.]

[cheesenjoyer]

GUYS GUYS EVERYONE EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!! PLEASE BE MY BUDDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i like a lot of stuff n stuff and im 🆒 moray under the cut:33

stuff i like

vanitas no carte/the case study of vanitas

splatoon (PLEASEEEE PLAY IT WITH MEEEE)

eels

the summer hikaru died

garfield

omori

warioware games (LIVE LAIGH ASHLEY)

school bus graveyard(the webtoom)

pjsk

in stars and time

lots of other stuff just ask :33

music i like!!!!

the front bottoms

panuccis pizza (GUHHHHHH THE BEST)

the scary jokes

sodikken

splatunes

other stuff too + ill losten to stuff u want me to listen to,, friend me on airbuds!!!!

otoboke beave

crywank

mccafferty

kimya dawson

stuff about me :3

im reallu bad at typing 💔

i like drawing little critters

i tryan squeeze eels into everything i say

pepper jack cheese is my favorite food

i have 3 cats pitpat the fat and phill the chill and tomfoolery the fool

my birthdays on november 30th and im 15 💥(idc how old u r as long as yr not gonna be wierd abt ir)

i like watching tv and reading stuff

my room is a MESS but theres plants so its FRESH

FRESH MESS

stuff yiu can add me on :3(most pref to least pref)

discord- pepperjackcheeser

the great great world of tunblr- cheesenjoyer

snapchat- coolerestester

thats it i think (woohoo)

[robotlesbianjavert]

someone has to be brave enough to argue that revealing all for one’s Tragic Past (™)  is probably one of the best things that could happen for the story right now. and that someone is ME

(Personal Reminder: The discussion around topics like abuse and societal dysfunction are largely about their function in this specific story, rather than as a 1:1 claim about how these function in real life and in personal experiences. Fiction is a playground of exploring concepts whether or not it explores them well, and can’t be expected to encompass every nuance and facet of what it explores. If you want more incisive discussions on the interplay between societal failures & dysfunction and how it contributes to abuse, idk maybe there’s a study.)

The All for One of the third act of Boku no Hero Academia is a far cry from the dignity of the All for One the audience met in the first act. Dude was classy, mysterious, contrasted with All Might in novel ways when looking at themes of legacy, played the sacrificial mentor role, and despite what the recent story developments are trying to claim, did in fact think in detail about letting Shigaraki mature as an individual and villain in his own right while maintaining a delicate touch in offering Shigaraki ‘guidance’ to grow from.

In the third act, All for One has lost any respect the fandom held for him since he took center stage as the antagonist, between the possession revelation, and the resting on his laurels, and the monologuing, and various tomfoolery. 

I miss First Act for One. He was a good antagonist. Intrigue without overstaying his welcome. Now we’re stuck with Third Act for One, who mostly just does whatever seems most devilish. But he’s also now the funniest character in the manga and also just a little guy and I think he should cry about it.

The Third Act, Between Two Themes

→ Two of the driving themes and hot commentary tracks that the story deals with—to varying degrees of success and care depending on who you ask:

(1) The impact of abuse, neglect, discrimination, and grooming on vulnerable individuals, and how it puts them at risk of ostracization and criminality (or ‘villainy’).

(2) The failures of society to care for the vulnerable & at-risk, resorting instead to dehumanizing the ‘criminal’/‘villain’ over understanding how the ‘villain element’ came to be.

Vitally, these tracks are intertwined—more accurately, (2) is the road that leads into (1). Maybe I should switch the numbers. Whatever. In any case, the themes about abuse & co in (1) are distilled from the themes about societal failure & dysfunction in (2).

Characters like Toga, Spinner, and Twice are obvious examples of this at work. Toga and Spinner are both maligned and ostracized by their family and community respectively for traits outside of their control, because those traits were deemed unacceptable by the societal standards they live in, eventually pushing them to choose villainy. Twice experiences constant loss (of family, of his job), lacks any safety nets, ends up overusing his quirk and turning to villainy just for something resembling companionship. As Shigaraki says in 281, the system (society, community) rejected them, so they reject it back.

But those examples are easy and direct. If we want to get spicy with it, there’s Shimura Kotarou, Tenko’s abusive father. As an abandoned child of a hero who had to make a choice between protecting society and staying with her kid, dude grows up pissed. He then takes his anger against his mother and the hero society she was a part of out on his family, by overcorrecting Nana’s failure and instigating strict rules against heroism, creating an environment where everyone is hesitant to push back against this norm. He targets his young son specifically until Tenko’s own answering hurt brings the whole family down.

To a lesser extent, you can argue something similar with Todoroki Enji/Endeavour, also an abuser. Whether Endeavour’s tragic dead parent was a hero like Nana or just an unlucky do-gooder is unknown, which sucks because that does factor into the Society Of It All. Regardless, the loss did result in Enji developing and internalizing toxic ideas about ‘strength’ and ‘weakness’, exacerbated by the presence of All Might as the social ideal of ‘strength’. And his pursuit for strength as influenced by his loss and the hero culture around him resulted in him using and abusing his family, blinders pointed only on his goal and off of their pain, and left him without the means and traits necessary to be the father that Touya and the others needed.

It’s difficult to talk about things like cycles of hurt and abuse, because some people prefer it when abusers are presented as Evil, no ifs ands or buts, while others try to take the complexity of cycles in order to downplay the abuse that very much did occur. But as a story function, Kotarou and Enji are much like other victim-perpetrator characters throughout the story. They were hurt, a hurt resulting from an estranged and complicated relationship with society, and when they had the power and position to do so, they took that hurt out on others.

All for One’s Pompous Lil Abuse & Society Throne

→ All for One is a perpetrator of (1), having groomed Shigaraki into being his ‘successor’, on top of using and manipulating countless others; this, the throughline on abuse and grooming, is inextricable from the story. He’s also a proponent of (2) in his teachings to Shigaraki. As established, (2) as a theme impacts our understanding of numerous characters and the environment they exist in, while serving as the background for (1). However, the third act is at risk of losing that society-level commentary as it whittles everything down to individual circumstances and the strength needed to overcome those circumstances, or to being the fault of individual bad actors. The latter of that is what All for One is at particular risk of becoming; the Big Bad who Did All The Bad Things and Represents All The Bad Things. For most people that isn’t a big deal, he is the Big Bad, but I think that does a disservice to the story.

→ To expand more on All for One as a proponent of (2), it’s something that he’s brought up a few times; that society is reactionary and hostile against people and concepts it cannot understand, and it’s those who are “outside understanding” by hero society that become villains. It’s this ostracization that often leads people into All for One’s grasp; it’s also something that he seems to have thought about a lot, just straight up familiar with it. Yes he is being kind of an edgelord, but still.

→ The current Possession Plotline is often understood as the natural conclusion of, and a potent allegory for, the abuse and grooming Shigaraki experienced under All for One. This isn’t inaccurate—this kind of possession plot and All for One’s desire for control (elaborated on later) does demonstrate the toxic impact All for One has over Shigaraki’s life, but I’ve found that these interpretations end up taking a reductive tack on both characters, their relationship, and how they fit into the story’s themes. The more All for One is portrayed as a one note stock villain, the further you push the idea that All for One’s influence on Shigaraki is all-encompassing, you end up with Tenko, the Individual Victim of an Individual Abuser, rather than Tomura, Product Of a Dysfunctional Society That Creates Abusive Circumstances. It’s still a viable and meaningful story, but much simpler and weaker without the societal context built into it.

(But this is a shonen manga: Big Bads that you can punch out of the way and declare the day saved are standard. Yeah no fucking duh, I can still think that sacrificing all the commentary sucks though.)

Let’s Get Hypothetical. Thetical.

→ Hypothetically, say it was revealed that All for One is responsible for Tenko’s ‘Decay’ quirk and immediate annihilation of his family, for the specific purpose of leaving him alone and vulnerable. Or that he interfered with Tenko’s long walk to ensure he wouldn’t receive help, just to drive in that vulnerability. Doing so starts to shave away reasons for Tenko to be angry with anyone or anything but All for One.

If Shigaraki’s frustration and hurt about his position in his family (a trickle-down of Kotarou’s own pain with hero society after being abandoned, wielded against his family, of the rest of the family being hesitant fight Kotarou’s rules), his pain and anger after being ignored in the streets (where citizens are unwilling to take responsibility and help others, leaving basic decency to heroes), was all a part of All for One’s meddling in order to isolate Tenko, what is the point? What would this have to say about abuse and grooming that isn’t already well-established in the manga? (All for One has groomed Shigaraki, but it was the abuse and neglect on familial and societal levels that put Shigaraki in that position, and as 379 shows he is well fuckin aware of it.)

This hypothetical reveal, and similar hypotheticals where the focus is on All for One solely as a perpetrator and the main cause of the evils Shigaraki and others have suffered, takes out the societal context and loses the thrust of what makes the commentary about abuse so effective. Imagine if All for One had been responsible for something more dire than saving Touya’s life, and that Dabi’s current shenanigans weren’t the result of him both acting out in response to neglect, to the seeming apathy to his ‘death’, and mimicking Enji’s horrifying drive and blinders for anything but his goal. I think that would suck! Why get a third party in there killing Dabi’s autonomy! Boo. Thank god we didn’t get that. The villains are villains because they are rejected and reject in turn, not because someone forced them to be.

→ Let’s try a different hypothetical branch: Take the established lore about All for One—that the era he grew up in was especially tumultuous and chaotic, an era when those who had ‘super powers’ were at risk of becoming victims and/or criminals (see the two people All for One had ‘helped’ in chapter 193), that his younger brother was somehow his only remaining family, and that brother supposedly very frail and sickly (pending any Munchausen’s-by-proxy reveal). No effort is required to put those pieces together into something tragic.

It’s easy, but what’s the point of taking the story’s ultimate villain, abuser, manipulator, generally egotistic asshole and shoving in an “ummmm but what if he was sad one time :( :(” development, over doubling down on “evil for the sake of evil”? Well this is an intellectual exercise and I’m putting my brain through its paces. Isn’t that worthy enough.

By doing so, we can reinforce the idea of ‘villainy’ as arising not strictly from any individual being inherently evil, but of the community’s failures to deal with drastic changes in society both as they appeared, and how those failures impact the following generations. All for One becomes not a singular symbol and cause of societal dysfunction, exploitation, and harm (an interpretation that’s pretty 101 as is), but is instead another victim of societal dysfunction turned victimiser, through which harm reverberates into future generations when left improperly rehabilitated. External societal factors create individual vulnerabilities, those vulnerabilities get exploited by people who can gain off of it, and/or those vulnerable victims turn against the society that left them in that position.

I’m Still an #AdoptBabyFO Advocate Tho

→ No apologism is necessary in a story deciding to say, “maybe modes of harm aren’t spontaneously generated, but are constantly perpetuated across a complex chain of factors”. The harm that All for One commits against Shigaraki and also literally everyone in the world hasn’t suddenly vanished with this hypothetical Tragic Past(™), it doesn’t push for people to pity All for One or Kumbaya with him, it doesn’t say that his actions are any less purposeful and evil and abusive because of it. It just brings him into the thematic circle of society & abuse, similar to the other villains of the story, rather than being the starting point.

→ To state everything above more concisely: “Evil for the sake of evil”/”Inherent Evil” characters have a time and place, and that time and place is not when you’re overly invested in stringing together a coherent commentary on the role that societal dysfunction plays into abusive circumstances and impacts vulnerable people, and how that results in criminality. And on a structural level, if All for One is doing a poor, annoying job as the Big Bad character construct, why not reconfigure his purpose to be more in line with the other villains and how they fulfill their roles?

Can We Make All for One a Real Boy?!?!?!?!?!

It’s one thing to argue that giving All for One a Tragic Past(™) is a net good for Hero Academia’s narrative and the curious situation it’s been in throughout the third act. But what you REALLY wanna know, what you’re begging to know, oh Kota, how would YOU give All for One a Tragic Past(™)? well it’d be soppy and insane i can tell ya that much.

But the specifics of a Tragic Past(™) aren’t really important—what matters is if you can take the character traits that Third Act for One exhibits, and loop them back into a nice, tight, full-bodied script of a character without the Tragic Past(™) seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

Aw Lil Kleptomaniac <3

→ Part of Toga’s narrative is that her quirk gives her a compulsion considered unacceptable by society—an admiration of blood that draws her to ingest it. As part of the themes about society and abuse, instead of having this compulsion properly approached and considered, Toga is dehumanized by her parents and forced to maintain an arbitrary mask of ‘normal’ until the repression causes her to snap. Had her parents calmed down to work through this compulsion instead of immediately calling her a demon, things may have turned out differently.

Toga’s quirk compulsion is an extreme case—it seems like most people have harmless, unobtrusive compulsions, or they manifest as personality (like Bakugou’s ‘explosive’ personality), or just aren’t really there. Quirks are all over the place. But there is one other person who has implied a disruptive, quirk-related compulsion, as snide as he's being about it.

There’s a greediness to All for One, the way he talks about quirks, both in and out of his possession. We know that he’s capable of restraint (quite infamously sparing Best Jeanist’s quirk), but he’s also very experienced with his quirk nowadays. But what about as a kid, when so little about quirks were known? 

And in contrast to Toga who’s parents’ demands exacerbated her problems, who over-managed her with one unforgiving solution, it’s likely that All for One didn’t have parents or reliable guardians around. If he starts experiencing a compulsion to take quirks for himself, who’s around to tell him that he shouldn’t be stealing this shit? His baby brother? Shut the fuck up.

All for One utilizing his quirk may have started as a compulsion, or even as a means of protection if someone was trying to use their quirk against him, or if he needed some extra boost in this scary chaotic world. If so, there’s few means for young All for One to really understand or manage his quirk, until everything has snowballed and he’s just luxuriating in it.

→ To expound on another interesting comparison between Toga and All for One is how they’ve both been Assigned Demon At Villain Origin. As mentioned before, dehumanization is a major factor in the ‘creation’ of villainy in Hero Academia’s hero society. In the case of Toga, she gets called a ‘demon’ by her parents, by the graffiti littering her former home. We don’t get explicit thoughts from Toga on that assignation, but we do All for One flaunt that demon title proudly.

All for One and the Demon Lord character gets elaborated on later, but it is striking how in a world determined to strip humanity from its victim-villains, All for One is all too happy to parade the title ‘Demon Lord’. The few times we see the comic book character, he is straight up a (cartoonish) demon, all skeletal and shit. Unlike the heteromorphs of Hero Academia’s in-universe world, the Demon King is supposed to be recognized as fully inhuman, fully wicked, fully a monster. 

In chapter 59, All for One muses about Shigaraki: “All to prepare him to be the next me. I know that boy will rise to the occasion. He was born twisted.” This scene is now understood as an early hint about All for One’s plans to possess Shigaraki, as well as his own way of dehumanizing Shigaraki.

In the climax of My Villain Academia, Shigaraki recovers his lost memories as Tenko, and decides that what happened to his family wasn’t a tragedy. He finds freedom is choosing to take ownership of what happened to his family, in claiming his autonomy in a chaotic world that tried to take that away from him. Wouldn’t it be a nice touch of circular narration if All for One’s claiming of the Demon Lord title came from a similar sentiment, another way of claiming autonomy? Wouldn’t it be easier to own your inhumanity, to decide that everything happened the way it did because you were born twisted?

Who Didn’t Grow Up with Control Issues & Megalomaniac Tendencies?

→ Desire for control, more-or-less present prior but now front and center in the third act, is one of All for One’s prominent character traits. Control over Shigaraki and his various minions, control over society and the world, control over the current battle. Honestly, it’s fairly typical antagonist fare as a Control Character archetype (see this video for a nice breakdown on the Control Character). But it’s still a character trait that one can dig into and build off of.

One thing of note is a subtle-ish difference between the real All for One and the Vestige for One is how much control they not only maintain, but demonstrate and portray. Both incarnations are smug pricks sneering at the heroes, but Vestige for One is the one we usually see losing his goddamn mind over every inconvenience—facing off against the One for All vestiges at Jaku, fighting against Star & Strip, and at the Sky Coffin battlefield. Typically, the ‘vestige’ is drawn with a lot of exaggerated reactions, more screaming and the like. In contrast, the real!All for One has been largely calm and collected even with the heroes beating his ass. He’s still kinda pissed when the heroes break his mask, and recently he got pretty snappish when the brainwashed Gigantomachia threw a mountain at him. But that’s reasonable. 

There could be a few reasons for this difference. Vestige for One is still merging with Shigaraki and may be inheriting Shigaraki’s early temper and impatience, or he’s just fighting in more dire circumstances. One possibility we could explore is the Vestige as a “raw”, stripped down incarnation of All for One as a quirk, not as a man with learned behaviours. Outside of the ShigAFO vestige, we do see real All for One internally represented by another vestige, similarly exaggerated and furious over all these inconveniences, but that doesn’t 1:1 translate to how real All for One acts. One can argue that this controlled veneer, the image that he has everything in hand, that All for One has maintained despite everything going wrong. is an affectation that he has to consciously cultivate.

Does this desire for, and constant portrayal of possessing, control stem from the fact that he grew up in such a chaotic period, in a past where control might have been constantly out of his hands? Wouldn’t that kind of desperation, to resort to crime and villainy because the rest of the world can’t and won’t support you, be in line with why many of the other villains we get insight on have resorted to villainy?

→ We actually see a lot of All for One’s ‘thing’ for control established in chapter 193. We learn a lot about the brother’s relationship as it stood during those revisited memories—Yoichi already sees and accuses All for One of using his power selfishly, and exploiting people made vulnerable by ongoing chaos. And so smugly, All for One suggests that he’s helped make people less vulnerable (and why not get favours out of it!) and restored order amongst the chaos. Buddy is absolutely giddy about having a cohort of followers who act in his name! His persona is now realized! This is adult All for One at his peak, blossoming with the control he exercises, bragging about how awesome his life is now. If he's relishing in all this power now, what did All for One have before? Who was the brother who read comics with Yoichi?

The creator I linked earlier, Savage Books, has a different video with a small tangent about the Dark Lord archetype existing as an allegory of Evil for the hero to defeat (ie, what I’m arguing against specifically in BNHA). When I think of All for One as the Dark Lord archetype—or Demon Lord, as he would insist on—it’s striking that he’s aware of the allegory. He sees the Demon Lord in his comics, the archetype through and through, and models his desires and persona after it. He wants that on purpose.

Why do that? Well, it looked cool. If you want to get complicated, you could argue that a Demon Lord, a seemingly untouchable symbol of control of himself and of the world, is the figure dealing out harm instead suffering it, could be appealing to a kid growing up in a chaotic world where he and his remaining family are at risk of being harmed. Easier to find ways to protect yourself, tempting to be on the other side of harm, why not get swept up in it. The Demon Lord becomes a comfort character for little All for One, and then bam. Toxic fandom strikes. Whoops.

All for One’s veneration for the Demon Lord is such that he didn’t bother reading past volume three of the comic, something Yoichi calls out—cmon big bro, don’t you know your tropes? All for One/ShigAFO confirms this in the fight with Star & Stripes, and that he did it on purpose. Relatable, actually. But we get the question of why again. Why is it significant that All for One stopped reading a comic that influenced him so deeply?

Easy explanations are that it demonstrates All for One’s naivety and short-sightedness, a refusal to accept loss or defeat, an inability to understand heroism or goodness, he thought “well being defeated by a hero will NEVER happen to me!! :) :)” Which can all be true, but if we also accept the premise of the Demon Lord as All for One’s ‘comfort character’, a symbol of the untouchable control and safety that he lacked and needed as a child, why would he want to see him defeated? What would that say about the persona he’s created, the control that he pursues?

The Dark Lord is a specific archetype with a simple story function. And for a character who is knowingly trying to live up to that archetype, it’s more interesting to consider how he fails to do so.

→ Something of interest to think about is the way that All for One denies feelings of guilt for the things that he’s done. A Dark Lord character has no need to feel bad for the crimes committed in the pursuit of power, because they are just a symbol of uncomplicated evil. Yet when he’s haunted by the vestiges of quirks that he’s stolen, he does feel guilt. Not for very long, and he certainly doesn’t appreciate it, but it’s a glimmer more of humanity than a straightforward Dark Lord character would admit to.

You Know He Would Have Been Prolific

→ There’s a lot to say about how hard the “Demon Lord” thing has been pushed for Third Act for One. Strictly from a meta, audience perspective: It’s silly. Dude is fighting for his life to seem cool in this battle, and the whole “he WANTS to be a comic book villain??” is more slander against him. Fandom far and wide has made fun of this. Because it’s so silly.

Almost as silly as some manchild claiming that he’s out to destroy society.

In-universe, Shigaraki’s maturity is called into question constantly. Because he clumsily tries to bring ideology into the attack on USJ, is quick to give up or throw a tantrum when things aren’t going his way, doesn’t really have a plan or a reason for the whole Destroy Society schtick, and no one brings up the video game metaphors but they probably don’t help. These accusations ease up throughout the Kamino and Overhaul arcs, up until My Villain Academia when Shigaraki finally has an ideology, an action plan, resources, and is able to understand and articulate why he wants to destroy society.

Out of universe, Shigaraki is either one of the best constructed and developed characters in the whole manga, or he’s still just a whiny manchild who either didn’t have it that bad or isn’t justified for all the terrorism. It is what it is. But at least it gives me, personally, something to ruminate about as Third Act for One’s childish Demon Lord prancing becomes more prominent and off putting. At the very least, one can argue that their respective flights of fancy make Shigaraki and All for One parallels. And if Shigaraki gets to have a batshit goal rooted deeply in childhood trauma, then ANYONE can have a batshit goal rooted deeply in childhood trauma. 

As it is, it’s not as if All for One is the only character who’s overly attached to some relic of his youth or a childish ideal. In fact, this is often a humanizing aspect for a lot of characters. Deku wants to be a cool hero like All Might in part because of how he was bullied; Bakugou’s ‘dying’ thoughts are about how he wanted All Might to autograph his collectible card, but he was too caught up in his own inferiority complex to ask for it; Hawks (nevermind all his own third act problems) had his bargain bin Endeavour plushie as an abused child; Toga wants to be excited about having a crush and bonding with people over it even as her love is considered grotesque; Spinner latches onto a memory of talking to Shigaraki about videogames to push through quirk overload because it meant something to him after a lifetime of ostracization. And had it not been for his ‘manchild’ idiosyncrasies to make him stand out, Shigaraki probably just would have been a minor early arc villain, and there’d be no point in learning more about him.

And All for One has his childhood comics.

Of course, there’s a drastic difference between All for One with his comics vs a bunch of nerdy teens/young adults + Toga. Being that All for One is eternally middle-aged or something, so maybe he’s just creepy. But it can suggest there’s something about his childhood that still has a hold on him, and whoa look how convenient now that his age is physically rewinding backwards!

Maybe if All for One had been able to grow up reading and writing fanfiction about the Demon Lord Wins Canon Divergence AU and also about the Demon Lord getting absolutely railed by his favourite Homoerotic Evil Henchman, he would just be normal. Alas, he grew up in a dystopia. Sad!

Conclusion

Muscular is NOT a counterpoint to my argument against “evil for the sake of evil” characters in this particular story. He was BORN in a baby fighting ring.

(special thanks to @codenamesazanka and @stillness-in-green for not stopping me when i should have been stopped and helping me dig up nuggets from the story to use/expand on the ideas. hugs and bows.)

[bucketspammer4life]

☆king hippo headcanons☆

finally, this is it, after this all the general headcanon tomfoolery is over (for the wii version at least)

- can actually speak english, prefers to use grunts & growling since he uses it to scare his opponents & seem tougher

- when he actually speaks english, he sounds awfully british thanks to him mostly studying british english

- Really passionate writer, he usually writes about his emotions, his childhood & things very dear to him in general, he throws a lot of emotions in his writing (But he knows how to take criticism, yasss bitch slay)

- his love language is cooking, sad? He'll make you a fruit salad, mad? He'll cook up some brownies just for you

- generally an awesome cook & baker, loves to spoil the wvba with lots and lots of food when he feels like it

- good friends with glass joe, both of them get together for tea & cake pretty often and usually chat about authors they like

- Really good at tolerating hot weather, he'll look out for the others & make sure theyre hydrated when the wvba is out in hot weather, always has sunscreen on him just in case someone needs it

- CANNOT handle cold weather, he knows damn well he needs to layer up since dying of hypothermia is not on his to-do list

- helping Bull manage his severe anger issues, really patient with him since he also used to suffer from something similiar to that, he knows what it feels like to be on edge constantly

- likes to make flower crowns & wear them

[scarletwritesshit]

Souji Seta x Yosuke Hanamura ☂ A River Through a Foggy Land

Souji had been thinking about the sudden phone call that he received from Yosuke on the way to school in the morning.

Hey man. Meet me at the floodplains after school today.

Souji didn’t have a chance to get a single word in. He couldn’t even manage as much as a hello or goodbye, as Yosuke hastily spoke as soon as Souji picked up the call. It was strange behavior, even for someone well known for having his own quirks. He was usually glued to Souji’s side every morning walking to school, evening hopping off of his bike to walk the rest of the way there and chat with him. Oddly enough, Souji didn’t even spot him rushing past at top speeds this morning under the assumption that he was running late.

Did he choose to not attend today? It would be quite unusual, as despite his mediocre test scores and rather poor study habits, Yosuke still made an effort to attend school every day.

However, much to Souji’s surprise, he was sitting in his usual seat, having arrived to the classroom much earlier than anyone else. Chie or Yukiko had not yet made their way to the classroom either, meaning that he couldn’t have arrived for the sole purpose of early morning tomfoolery. At first glance, he seemed to be studying. He was staring at blank piece of paper, nonetheless, but for someone of his nature, it was the thought that counts.

He didn’t even look up from his blank notebook to give Souji as much as an early morning greeting. Something must’ve been weighing heavy on his mind to distract him from who was most likely his favorite person in the building. Souji was unsure of the extent of his troubles, so he decided against inquiring him on the matter.

Lectures would begin shortly into the morning. Still no response from Yosuke. Souji would occasionally turn his head around to catch a glimpse of what Yosuke was up to. He was awfully focused on the chalkboard in front of him, not even bothering to sneak a peek at Souji or surrounding classmates. It was almost as if he was focused on forcing himself to push some thoughts out of his mind.

Souji just had to think that hopefully, he would have the answer as to what had been troubling his dear partner so deeply all of a sudden.

When the final bell dismissing normal classes for the day rang, Yosuke was nowhere to be seen. He wasn’t waiting at the entrance to the school to walk home with Souji, or furiously running across the property attempting to catch up to him.

Souji briefly considering looking around the school to try and catch him before taking his leave, but attempting to find him would be rather pointless with the fog that was beginning to settle over Inaba.

Yosuke couldn’t be stressing about a potential murder victim. If that was the case, then he would’ve desperately called the team together first thing in the morning and start formulating a plan. In fact, the Midnight Channel had been awfully quiet ever since Kanji was rescued.

If it wasn’t about the murders, then what could Yosuke possibly be so desperate to discuss with Souji?

Forgetting to bid farewell with the rest of the group for the day, Souji made straight for the Inaba floodplains. The fog hadn’t become agonizingly thick quite yet, and he was able to make out Yosuke’s rickety bike standing by the stone stairs down leading to the river. He walked down, and surely enough, Yosuke was sitting on the stone platform that Souji frequented for his fishing outings. He was sitting cross-legged and staring at the small fish that were occasionally reaching their mouths out of the water begging for food. Out of what could be boredom or nervousness, Yosuke would poke his finger at a fish reaching its mouth out at him.

“The fish are going to mistake you for a giant bread crumb, you know,” Souji said, poking at him.

Before his finger could break the surface of the water, Yosuke froze in place, then slowly turned his head to face Souji still standing on the steps.

“Oh, so you still bothered to see me after all. Sorry for ignoring you like that all day, man,” he said.

“All’s well. I assumed that something was weighing heavy on your mind, so I left you be.”

“Uh…well…you aren’t wrong, unfortunately,” he said, standing up from the fishing spot.

“No one is here to listen in on us,” Souji said once he had reached the bottom of the stairs. “You’re free to tell me whatever it is.”

Yosuke took a look at his surroundings to confirm Souji’s claims, then breathed a sigh of relief seeing that the flood plains were vacant with the exception of the two of them. The fog was gradually beginning to obstruct their view of the landscape, but he was comfortable that no one was around to overhear them. Yosuke carefully walked off of the stone platform, and once he had regained his balance on the grass, he charged up to Souji and put his hands on his shoulders.

The sudden impact of his body threw Souji somewhat off balance. It felt as if Yosuke pulled him closer in order to make up for this force, but he could have been caught up in the moment. Souji lifted his hands as if to grab Yosuke’s torso to sturdy himself, but he stopped himself before doing so.

With a look of desperation in his eyes, Yosuke struggled to find his words. He appeared quite frustrated with himself to the point of nearing tears, yet he forced himself to keep it together and stare directly into Souji’s eyes.

“I…I need you to punch me!” he finally spat out.

“To…punch you?” Souji replied in confusion.

“Yes! P-please! Hit me as hard as you can! Knock me out cold!”

“Calm down, Yosuke. What has gotten into you all of a sudden?”

Yosuke released Souji from his grasp, pushing him away.

“You don’t get it, do you? I…need you to knock some sense into me…”

“I don’t even know what’s going on here. What do you mean ‘knock some sense into you?’”

“What I mean is that I can’t be feeling this way! Not this soon after Senpai’s death!”

“Feeling what way? I can’t help if I don’t know what exactly is bothering you!”

Yosuke put his head into his hands out of absolute frustration. He was acting as if Souji had the potential to magically guess what he was thinking and give him the answer that he was looking for. In truth, Souji had a guess as to what Yosuke was getting at, but assumed that it would be inappropriate to jump to conclusions regarding such a serious subject matter.

Souji took a closer look at Yosuke to see that he was failing to hold back his tears. He put his arm around his shoulders and gently pried one of his hands away from his face. Yosuke looked at Souji’s gentle gaze, relaxing a little after being pulled in so close to his beloved partner’s comforting presense. In an attempt to further comfort him, Souji gently grabbed one of Yosuke’s hands and squeezed it lightly, rubbing the back of it with his thumb.

“Seriously, what’s wrong?” Souji asked, quietly.

Yosuke completely succumbed to Souji’s embrace, resting his head on his shoulder. He sighed deeply in utter defeat, unable to avoid his troubles any further.

“Do you remember all that I had said to you? About…yknow, being special to me and all of that crap.”

“Mhmm.”

“The truth is…I probably shoulda told you on the spot, but I chickened out like the idiot I am. With this whole mess going on between the killer still on the loose and Senpai not yet avenged, I worried that I was moving on too quickly.”

Souji did not say anything. Rather, he gently pulled Yosuke ever so slightly closer to him.

“You kinda made me realize that I didn’t need someone like her in my life anyways. I’d rather have a true partner rather than a girl who was merely faking it because of my status in the community.”

It seems as if Yosuke was going to bring up exactly what Souji was curious about after all.

“I guess what I’m trying to say is that…I…I like you.”

He need not say any more, as Souji wrapped both of his arms around Yosuke’s body, pulling him in for a tight hug. Yosuke was shocked by his response, as he was somewhat expecting to be thrown into the river to fulfill his destiny of becoming fish food.

“You absolute dumbass…” Yosuke said, “this shit is for girls, you know?”

Yosuke was trying to stand tall and be the bigger person, in a sense. However, he was unable to help himself from absolutely melting into Souji’s arms, going as far as practically falling limp into his body. He shoved his head into his shoulder, no longer bothering to fight the tears that he was holding back. With a tight grip still on his body, Souji managed to slide his hand up Yosuke’s back and gently stroke his hair.

“It’s about time you spoke up,” Souji said. “At times, it was almost like you weren’t even bothering to remain lowkey about your feelings. No worries, though, as I have always liked you. From the very start, I have found your antics to be quite endearing, and you have managed to win over my heart with ease.”

“You sure this fog ain’t clouding up your judgement?” Yosuke said, somewhat muffled by Souji’s shirt.

“I am positive. If I wore Teddie’s glasses here, the only thing that it could change is the clarity of my literal vision.”

“Man…are you crazy, or are you telling the truth here?”

“I don’t even need some strange bear-crafted glasses to see the adorable idiot that I can now call mine.”

“Aaagh, you’re so embarrassing sometimes…” Yosuke said, lightly punching Souji’s back.

Neither of them could see the change in the sky through the fog, but clouds were rolling in throughout their time at the floodplains. Small raindrops began to fall, directing their attention away from each other for a moment. It wasn’t enough to drench them, but it was foretelling of the potential of a great storm moving in.

“It’s going to pour soon,” Souji said, finally releasing Yosuke from his grasp. “I would hope that you thought ahead enough to consider bringing an umbrella…”

“Ahaha, well…” Yosuke looked away in utter embarrassment. “That’s one thing I kinda didn’t account for today.”

“Now who’s the idiot? Come with me. I’m sure my uncle wouldn’t mind if you wait out the storm at my place.”

“At-at your place?”

“Don’t worry, my futon has enough room for two.”

“Huh? Why would it need to fit two people?”

“Don’t you want to wait out the storm with me, sleeping through the sound of the rain beating off of my windows together?”

“Ahh…aaaarrghh! You really are a big dumbass!” Yosuke said, once more trying to hide his embarrassed face in his hands.

Souji took this opportunity to link his arm around his, causing Yosuke to flinch in surprise.

“The fog’s already becoming too bad for you to safely bike home. I’ll walk you back to my place so that we may spend the evening together, my dear.”

[absensia-archived]

CHARLOTTE + SLEEP HEADCANONS ☁️

neither a morning person or a night owl, charlotte is able to tolerate her chaotic sleep schedule relatively well. depending on what kind of job or "game" she's currently working, she will have a slight preference for either day or night, but as far as during which time of the day she feels more awake during, there is no preference at all.

like her habits ( or rather, lack thereof ), her sleep schedule also depends largely on the activity and habits of those around her. she organizes her sleep schedule so as to match the peaks and lulls of activity around her.

work, exploration, and general tomfoolery always come first, meaning charlotte, not being obliged to a schedule in the first place, does often go several days without more than maybe one or two short naps to make up her sleep. this does not interfere with her ability to sleep or fall into a more stable sleep routine should she want to. she's able to switch between getting regular sleep and being sleep - deprived quite seamlessly.

charlotte does occasionally suffer from bouts of insomnia which she normally doesn't try to fight. she instead use the time and strange sensation of being wide - awake to go out and observe things she couldn't in daylight, or use the time to study.

charlotte can fall sleep almost anywhere, but that doesn't mean that she can sleep comfortably just anywhere. for the most part, unless she is in an actively dangerous or risky circumstance, she doesn't mind resting and sleeping in public places. on buses and trains, in parks, on campus quads. she also doesn't mind sleeping in other people's cars, on the ground or in the corners of abandoned buildings, on rooftops, in stairwells. . . in these cases, charlotte rarely allows herself to fall fully asleep, remaining only half - asleep and waking in short intervals to stay aware of her surroundings.

it's not a consistent occurrence, but charlotte does often look dead when she is asleep. other times, she will simply appear extremely still in sleep. when properly asleep, charlotte does not tend to move or shift; she stays in whatever position she was in when she fell asleep. even during the worse of nightmares, she does not tend to twitch or make faces. she rarely moans or sighs or mutters in her sleep. her eye movements are the only non - stillness about her while asleep.

her stillness aside, charlotte almost always sleeps in a curled or as closed as a position/posture as possible. that means that when laying down, she will curl in on herself until her knees are nearly at her chest, her chin is tucked to her collarbone, arms are likely folded beneath her head or curled into the space right below her head. in average double - sized bed, charlotte only takes up about a quarter of the bed. when sleeping while seated, charlotte will often cross one leg over the other and cross her arms over her chest.

as far as dreaming goes, charlotte only ever sees nightmares or nothing at all. when she isn't having a nightmare, charlotte falls into a pseudo - void where she "speaks" with the fragment of the void that lives within her. to say that she is used to these nightmares would be inaccurate, but there are some sleeps when she can tolerate them better than others. that being said, if you happen to wake charlotte while she is in the throes of a violent nightmare, she will wake up startled, afraid, and in fight mode.

charlotte never feels rested upon waking. she may be groggy and lethargy in some cases, but more often than not, she will wake abruptly and fully awake and aware. this is independent from whatever mood she may be in upon waking; this refers to her level of consciousness.

charlotte doesn't have a "bedtime routine" seeing as she doesn't even maintain a sleep schedule. going to sleep to her is simply just another activity to tack onto the day; it is not necessarily the "last" thing she will be doing or the thing that "closes" her day. she sometimes looks forward to it, sometimes she genuinely forgets about it for days at a time. being tired isn't necessarily a good enough reason for her to start getting ready for bed, but being bored may be. sometimes you will find her reading in bed before moving to sleep ( in which case, she will be seated at the foot of the bed because she doesn't read where she'll later curl up to sleep ). if she has recently showered, she'll wait until her hair is dry before going to bed because she doesn't like feeling like she's just pulled herself out of a lake and she has bad experiences with hair - dryers. she doesn't need to eat or drink anything in particular before sleeping but doesn't mind snacking before sleep if she is hungry.

in ideal circumstances ( meaning safe and sound situations ), charlotte is neither an overly light or overly deep sleeper. in terms of "depth" of sleep, she is completely Average. sleep time ranges from 10 minutes to 16 hours natural sleep.

[thewolfisawake]

🎥 Eriskyne

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"Deorsa, mo luran, what are you up to at this time?" the nursemaid questioned. Eriskyne only looked up for a moment before burying their head back into their effort, "Nothing, Beitris."

"Oy, I've said many times that's mum not Beitris."

"You are nothing like her so I will not be doing that," the young child replied as they continued rubbing with their muller across the surface.

No instead they decided to continue with making this color from some of the flowers. They had finally come to this final step of taking the graininess of the pigment. So they dutiful spread it out with his muller. It was a vibrant peach mix with a golden sheen. They couldn't have something like this from the mortal realm but out in the Seelie there were flora of immense beauty in hues and tints artists would scramble for.

So absorbed in their work of smoothing and gathering were they that they hadn't heard the call of the master entering. Nor did they notice the saunter of their father until, "Child."

A gasp left Eriskyne as they dropped their palette knife, a splatter of the pigment scattering into silver laden locks. They turned to see Seòras. A tang reached their mouth as they called, "Sir?"

"What is it you are doing?"

"I..." Eriskyne looked to discerning gold and shied away. Looking down, they then met their gaze again. They revealed a vial of the peach and gold pigment and raised it to their parent's view. Its edged crusted with the bits scraped from their knife that they tried to fit in, "...I was making a paint."

Seòras examined the vial and the stained hands that held them. He picked it up between two fingers as if to get a better sense of the hue. It did tend to change slightly with the light. But then he dropped it, the glass shattering leaving a dribbling mess.

"How is it you have time for tomfoolery yet not your studies?"

"I have studied," Eriskyne defended, "even this I've gotten familiar with the flora and fauna here and understanding uses for them."

"But have you acquainted yourself with the history of families of the Court?"

"There is dozens of families, how can I--"

"Or come to understand the language?"

"--speaking sure but the difference between modern and older--"

"Can you even perform a simple waltz?"

"..."

Seòras looked at the child. He saw the paint splatter and stains that sullied any presentability. He noticed their awkwardness that stunted any of the natural regalness of their kind. He could hear the technicality in which they spoke which was still so much like her. Even with their progress and the locale he chose for their tutelage, he still needed--wanted--more from them. Especially if there was to be any chance to introduce them to the princess.

His gaze made Eriskyne shrink as they probably couldn't answer another of his questions. Accusations really but that wouldn help their case. They looked downcast as they heard, "All I am hearing are excuses and that your time is better spent away from frivolities."

"Beitris, come clean this up."

Eriskyne remained rooted, unhearing of the rest that had to be said. Instead their attention was on the blotch of color on the floor. Its form shuddered before sharpening into a colorful crystalline. A spiked bloom from under their power unseen by their father and a surprise the nursemaid.

It really did seem peace, in any of its forms, was not an option in this strange place that was to be their home.

[weightlossandhealthtips]

Shedding Pounds with Sweat: The Truth About Exercise and Weight Loss

In the fight against the lump, practice frequently rules. However, is it genuinely the enchanted projectile for weight reduction? We should discard the wellness fantasies and jump into the study of how exercise adds to a slimmer you, investigating its true capacity, constraints, and the power it holds when joined with a sound eating routine.

The Calorie Condition: The Science Behind Exercise and Weight reduction

Weight reduction reduces to basic math: consume a bigger number of calories than you consume. Practice is an incredible calorie burner. Whether it’s a lively walk or an extreme HIIT exercise, your body uses energy during active work. The more overwhelming the activity, the more calories you consume. In any case, it’s not just about quick consumption. Practice too:

Helps Digestion: Customary actual work can somewhat raise your metabolic rate, meaning you consume more calories even very still.

Assembles Bulk: Muscle tissue consumes a greater number of calories than fat tissue, so developing muscle through fortitude preparation adds to long haul calorie use.

Past the Scale: The Extra Advantages of Activity for Weight reduction

Practice is a diverse weapon in your weight reduction stockpile. It offers a plenty of advantages past the numbers on the scale:

Craving Control: Exercise can direct chemicals that impact appetite and satiety, possibly checking desires and assisting you with feeling more full for longer.

Further developed Rest: Normal actual work advances better rest, which is significant for directing chemicals that affect weight on the board.

Stress Decrease: Exercise is a characteristic pressure reliever, and constant pressure can add to weight gain. By overseeing pressure, exercise can by implication help weight reduction.

Finding the Activity Fit: Picking Exercises You Appreciate

The way to practical weight reduction is finding exercise you appreciate. Here are a few hints:

Assortment is Vital: Stir up your daily practice with cardio, strength preparing, and fun exercises like moving or swimming.

Begin Slow and Continuously Increment Force: Don’t bounce into extraordinary exercises assuming you’re new to work out. Pay attention to your body and steadily increment span and force.

Track down an Exercise Mate: Having an accomplice can support inspiration and make practice more charming.

Investigate Wellness Classes: Gathering wellness classes offer a tomfoolery and social method for getting dynamic.

Practice Isn’t the Solitary Champion: The Force of Diet

While practice is an amazing asset, it’s anything but a free pass to indulge. Keep in mind, weight reduction fundamentally relies on a solid calorie shortage. Here’s the reason diet is vital:

Calorie Control Matters: Exercise consumes calories, however it’s hard to out-practice a less than stellar eating routine. A fair eating regimen with segment control is fundamental.

Supplement Rich Food sources: Spotlight on entire food varieties like organic products, vegetables, and lean protein to fuel your body and advance satiety.

The Cooperative energy of Diet and Exercise: The Triumphant Blend

For ideal weight reduction, consider diet and exercise as a powerful couple. A sound eating regimen makes the calorie deficiency, while practice enhances calorie consuming and helps in general wellbeing. This cooperative energy can accomplish this:

Quicker and More Maintainable Weight reduction: Consolidating a sound eating regimen with normal activity prompts quicker and more reasonable weight reduction contrasted with either approach alone.

Keep in mind: Weight reduction is an individual excursion. Try not to get deterred by mishaps, commend your advancement, and track down euphoria in moving your body. By embracing a solid way of life that incorporates both a decent eating routine and customary activity, you can shed pounds, feel phenomenal, and enable yourself to assume command over your wellbeing.

Reward Tip:

Counsel a medical services proficient or enlisted dietitian for customized direction on making a protected and powerful weight reduction plan custom-made to your singular requirements and objectives. We should move towards a better and more joyful you, one stage (or lurch) at a time!

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[digitalsavy15]

How to Taste Tequila Like a Pro

In this way, you want to begin sorting out which Cayeya tequilas you like - well there's just a single way. Luckily, the method for doing it is damn tomfoolery. It's a ton like wine sampling assuming you've at any point done that, The main tasting 4 of them is successfully 4 shots so I suggest concealing the vehicle keys, and I don't suggest doing it just before your most memorable day. We should get everything rolling.

The Tequila:

It's generally expected to go a course like what you do when you taste wine. With wine, you ordinarily start with whites and progress to reds. Many do likewise with tequila. This implies you'll begin with a blanco (otherwise known as silver), then move to a reposado, and wrap up with the heavier anejo. The alternate approach is to pick a sort, say Liquidz, and taste those solely to see which you like best.

The Glass:

makes a woodwind molded glass with a stem that is generally perceived as the best glass for tasting tequila. Some poop about how it hits your sense of taste, how the bouquet hits your nose and so forth. Appears to work perfectly to us. Box of 4 is around 20 bucks. Here they are on Amazon.

Caballito - a few ounce glass 3 to 4 inches tall utilized in Mexico. Exemplary.

The amount to Pour In:

Somewhat in excess of a regular shot. In the Reidel glass, that implies only up to about the place where the glass fixes.

To Shake or To Whirl:

Some supporters give the glass a shake yet we think a straightforward whirl very much as you do with wine gets the bouquet out fine and dandy.

The Sniff:

Try not to push your nose in the glass like you would with wine, you'll simply smell the liquor (and make your eyes generally watery, which as a rule doesn't make you look all that manly). Keep your nose about an inch and a half away from the glass where you'll get a greater amount of the smell of the tequila.

The Taste:

Drink a spot of it first. This will prepare your mouth for the consumption of the liquor, accordingly assisting you with overlooking that and spotlighting the sweet nectar on the following taste. Then, take a bigger taste as you would with wine. Appreciate. Study. Attempt to sort out what you taste, and why you like it. Furthermore, don't be an all-out douche about it. Flush (water is okay), and rehash until you\'re on the floor. Add your contemplations to tequilagringo.com and assist with saving the world from awful tequila.

Between Tequilas:

Alright, so no tequila-tasting article is finished without discussing how to scrub your range between tequilas. Here's the way things are looking. The acknowledged best quality level is sangria, normally served in a tall slight glass (like a slender shot glass, ability, and so forth.). Recipes shift, however, they by and large comprise tomato juice, citrus, and something to give it a little punch (pepper, tabasco, jalapeno, and so on.). Not the Do-It-Yourself type; There are a lot of business brands out there. In any case, you\'re not continuously going to have sangria around. More often than not you likely won't, truth be told. No perspiration, washing around a little water will get the job done when there's no other option. So make like a Listerine business and wash.