#what was the point of this besides making myself emo

[platoniccereal]

some notes on the wanderer/scaramouche's characterisation~

i first and foremost made this for myself since every time i touched upon the wanderer's speech something felt amiss. but i also hope these notes may be of help to any content creator in their characterisation of our favourite an-emo boy!

while writing these notes i went through phrases scaramouche/the wanderer utters to establish his choice of words and thoughts that may be hidden behind them! i also provided utterances themselves for almost every point i made so that his speech can be copied easier. besides, i tried to guess how this can be utilised in our head canons! :)

please keep in mind that these are still my notes of something that stood out to me, not absolutely everything. additionally, i still may misinterpret something + our interpretation may be different + you can see something as a stretch. that's ok! also, i listened to the english va + i speak of the balladeer and the wanderer as Two Different hypostases of a character, not the same continuous character.

hope you find it helpful!

INVERSION OF GENESIS.

★ when the balladeer/the wanderer is angry, he rarely raises his voice. he starts to whisper and even speak softer instead (it's about the english voice, but afaik it's also true for other voices, too). when he wants an emphasis on certain words, he whispers, too. this isn't true for battles, though, as he is very loud in his wanderer and shouki no kami hypostases.

★ his usual sarcastic structure is to state something he'd expect and then illustrate that someone is acting against it (as in, stupid). e.g. «ah, so if it were up to you, you'd finish the job? guess i had you all wrong. there i was thinking you were just getting cold feet,» «it's not every day you see people questioning the god of wisdom's judgment. just when you think you've seen it all.»

★ when he wants to threaten a person or make them do something, he isn't necessarily uses imperative sentences. he uses «i'd like you to» in «in return, i'd like you to answer a question for me» and still gets what he asks for. other examples are his «so why don't you relax your guard a little?» «let's cut each other a little slack, shall we?» and «so maybe you should think about backing off a little.»

as illustrated, instead of describing painful consequences, he undermines them instead. («a little» is his favourite word, it seems.) as evident later, it is coupled with his, err, laid back attitude towards threats to him. basically, he just lets people act stupid and walk into his traps.

from what we've seen from dottore, he also uses the same structure: «i suggest you keep your true feelings to yourself.» maybe, he was the one scaramouche copied.

★ overall, his sarcasm is what you'd usually see from people. it should be kept in mind that sarcasm is his initial response and he will use it as often as possible even if he could simply explain. there won't be any examples here, though, as there would be too many. but his conversations with nahida, paimon and signora illustrate it well. i believe sarcasm is his way to assert power since it builds on «common knowledge + the inversion of that» hence implying the opponent doesn't have this common knowledge -> they are stupid, he is not.

★ he is extremely professional and focused on completing the task successfully. he knows how operations (which the traveller suggests he was assigned when he was the harbinger) are carried out and follows the strict algorithm. e.g. «(to nahida) we will now proceed to the heart of irminsul», «permission to begin searching for information?»

he isn't easily swayed when he works and tries to get this attitude out of the traveller and paimon, too, just asking them not to fall behind.

★ he follows the agreement with nahida: how they will walk into the irminsul and what his tasks will be. he completes them without any chatter and keeps nahida updated as he should. even after the revelation about the tatarasuna's history, he still is able to proceed with his task.

★ «you can't have your prisoner knowing too much,» «i understand that prisoners have to put up with harassment from the guards,» it may be a stretch, but from these sentences + how he talks about his relationships with the fatui i can conclude that he easily justifies abuse towards himself. the balladeer/the wanderer isn't the person who just lets people do that, but whenever abuse happens, he easily explains it by the natural order of things and weaklings suffering from the strong ones because they deserve it. hence, whenever he ends up being the weak one, he believes he deserves this abuse. this can seep through into in his further interactions with people who care about him should any fight occur.

★ «sometimes it's you using them, other times it's them using you.» it comes in a direct parallel to niwa's words about dottore's attitude towards kabukimono: people of tararasuna didn't want to use him, hence it's the doctor who altered scaramouche's perception of human relationships. the balladeer/the wanderer believes in mutual gain and uses it to: 1) get what he wants from the traveller, 2) pay back for nahida and the traveller's help.

thus, it's safe to conclude he uses this principle as a moral compass in every social interaction he comes across. he could use this law to navigate his personal life instead of his emotions.

★ «most of human relationships are this way… certainly the stable ones are.» it is easier for him to predict when he stops being valuable to someone and toss other people out when they are not useful to him, so there is no sudden abandonment. it is easy to see how it corresponds with his trauma. this principle gives him the illusion of control since he can calculate everything, and gaining control over situations that may lead to the repeated trauma is a response real abuse survivors have. hence, it's safe to conclude the wanderer will try to find what other person gains in his more sincere relationships and, what's worse, may use other people who care about him out of habit since it's a natural order for him.

★ even though he earned the reputation of someone who doesn't bite his tongue when he should he doesn't backtalk or lie when it isn't beneficial to him.

★ he admits to managing «cordial conversations», so while the wanderer may avoid participating in small talks at all, it isn't unreal to picture him having one and not imploding. this is also something confirmed by his first appearance in the unreconciled stars event where he handles a friendly conversation perfectly - so the friendliness is just something he knows (and studied intently as kabukimono) but ignores on purpose. social skills are there.

★ the balladeer and possibly the wanderer, too, is sadistic in a classical sense of the word. he admits to enjoying stomping on the pests, meaning bringing pain and destruction to people. this can also be confirmed by one of the husk of the opulent dream's pieces. there, it is stated that «he also loved watching expressions of terror and helplessness play across human faces, and it was perhaps precisely because of this imbecilic underling's expressiveness that he had kept them around.» as the balladeer, he let some of his subordinates stay not because of their usefulness, but because they were funny to abuse. (also. hot.)

thus, it can be possible that in a less hostile environment of the akademiya the wanderer can struggle with this side of himself, hurting people on purpose. this can also become something he has to fight in relationships with people he cares about.

★ before his memories are restored the wanderer is polite and reserved. he apologises, calls his boss properly and tries to do his part. we can notice the similar behaviour of the balladeer but weaponised to imitate friendliness (e.g. unreconciled stars). there isn't any features of a classical shy character, he doesn't stutter or use abrupt phrases.

★ «i ran into him out in the wilderness during the storm, and he let me take shelter in his cart. in return, i said i'd be his helper for a while.» even before he gets his memories back and remembers principles the fatui likely taught him, the wanderer navigates his relationships with others through understanding what he gets and what he must give in return.

it is clear that he spent some time in the shop already and made enough work to make the merchant uncomfortable for exploiting him. thus, the «for a while part» isn't quite true. the wanderer has nowhere to go so he has every intention to pay back more than he needs to, to just stay somewhere.

hence, he can continue using this principle in his relationships with others, creating a conflict where he is dead set on paying back with little to no regard for his own feelings.

★ «i don't deserve your protection.» it seems that even before he restores his memories and is only told about his sins, the wanderer already despises himself enough to reject help. this attitude may exist later, when the wanderer restored his memories, with an added «i'm not that weak» but this is only my speculation.

however, this phrase may be another example of him carefully weighing what others give to him and what he should return.

★ «(uttered by the jester) what you are, truly, is a weapon, one that can be wielded with an iron will…» to further ingrain the thought that the balladeer is a tool, not a person, the jester proposes the idea of seeing himself as a weapon to kunikuzushi. coupled with dottore saying someone will eventually use kabukimono, it seems this was the strategy that was used to keep the balladeer in the harbinger ranks.

thus, we can see that the balladeer continued to suffer abuse due to 1) his beliefs in the strong dominating the weak, 2) his illusions that he is a person shattered by events of tararasuna, hence he perceives himself as an object, a weapon that must endure. the latter is a bit of a speculation but i don't think it is far off the mark:

★ «now that i've had a taste of just about every flavour in this world, i've found that actually… bitterness is the one i like best,» and the whole bitterness discussion in the teapot are the example of him pushing himself to his limits in order to being able to handle the true bitterness of life. (also, it lies in a nice parallel with ei/shogun's «illusions shattered» thing, but i diverge.)

★ «(uttered by the jester) or, you could continue to drift aimlessly.» another tactic fatui used to win kabukimono over was his obvious lack of any goals and place to go. we can see that the wanderer finds himself in a similar position, staying with the merchant because he had nowhere to go. long time ago, the balladeer stayed for these very reasons with much, much more dangerous people than a common merchant.

★ «i'm harsh on myself and everybody else.» while the former comes from the low self-esteem and believing himself to be weak, the wanderer also won't be patient with anyone's blunders. i suspect especially if it's about someone in his charge or if it's about work. i also suspect that an easy way to get on his good-ish side is to act this way as well and not let any mistakes slide.

★ «utility to others is what makes me worth.» as soon as his memories were implemented into him, he is reverted back to his harsh principles ingrained into him by the fatui. it seems there isn't any other tool he could use to measure his worth. the base principle that any life is worth something does not exist for someone who didn't see himself as an alive being for several past centuries.

hence, it can lead to reckless behaviour driving him to his limits which will cause stress to someone who cares about him.

★ «oh right… i almost forgot. you're the good guys. you're into justice and all that.» this is his answer to the traveller trying to argue with how the wanderer sees his own worth. i believe there's some division between what he thinks good guys deserve/what the wanderer himself deserves. thus, while it is possible he will agree that life's worth is life itself after some long argument, he still won't apply this to himself. i believe it's a somewhat common coping mechanism to think «people don't deserve X, but i deserve X.» (i'm not talking about his crimes, btw.)

★ «no nonsense. i like it.» he approves when the traveller doesn't argue with the «let them stab the blades into my chest if they so desire. maybe that's how it always should have been.» while the wanderer might need support in his life and changing his self-destructive perspective might be of great help to him, it seems he still wouldn't appreciate a direct approach to that.

VOICE LINES.

★ one of the most consistent features of the wanderer is despising the idle chatter, as evident in this idle voice line, «it's rather pathetic to force a conversation just to occupy silence.» another example is the husk of opulent dream's description: «the youth, hating chatty humans the most, gave his subordinate a backhand slap.»

so, the balladeer/the wanderer despises small talk even if he can participate in one. he would likely appreciate people who are just focused on the task and don't say anything that isn't related to their common goal at the moment. perhaps, it can be used to form a wordless bond between him and people who hang out with him.

it seems that he is quite harsh in his criteria for the idle chatter since his subordinate asks quite a normal question of where the harbinger is heading next.

★ looking through every voice line about other people, it can be argued that the wanderer's initial algorithm to describe someone is to trash them. but i believe we should also remember most of his voice lines are about the harbingers, and he's never had particularly warm feelings towards his colleagues. other four are yae miko and raiden shogun, and he isn't fond of them both, and kazuha and nahida. last two are the only people he doesn't despise, and these voice lines are pretty tame, while not an open praise.

★ «i have no need for food. save me the trouble and take care of yourself and that small thing floating next to you.» this can be perceived both as him not wanting the traveller getting in his way like the balladeer's subordinates, or genuine, poorly expressed care. thus, the wanderer may say dubious phrases with that intention whenever he expresses his care.

★ «so, you're still stewing over our run-ins from before? huh. well, what are you going to do about it? take your time. i'm in no hurry.» the wanderer's attitude to threats is quite unique. other examples of that are his lines from the trailer, where he answers «sure i will» and «i look forward to that» to the threat that he will pay for his attitude. also, «fine by me – come one, come all, i say. as a matter of fact, i'm somewhat looking forward to it.»

basically, you can read his behaviour as «you can be stupid enough trying to attack me, and i won't stop humans from being stupid, and the outcome is their fault.» it's basically all over his trailer where he waits until the fatui attack first.

★ when it comes to answering for his sins, though, i would rather see it as accepting his punishment. it is also evident in his falling voice line, «the price for my sins.»

★ «the gods aren't guided by any kind of rationality or moral compass. haven't i shown that to you already?» i believe he doesn't mean ei or nahida here, two archons he is connected with, because he didn't show us anything in regard to them. (we dealt with problems with them ourselves) what he might mean is shouki no kami. this also may be evident in his battle ost and, «(about his actions) after all, gods have never been needed to be reasonable.» so this phrase may indicate irony he feels regarding his actions as an archon.

★ overall, it seems that he's rather profiling everybody for us rather than giving his pure opinion.

★ «anger, whether it be from others or myself, is too convenient and useful as a tool.» while the balladeer went as far as becoming a god only to become emotionless, he now learns an actually legitimate way to deal with anger. the first step to do it is to learn that anger is a normal emotion and how to channel it instead. thus, he can also learn this about other emotions and that each one of them is ok. knowing he uses the utility of everything as a compass, the utility of emotions may be something that will help him accept them.

★ «don't you know that's only asking for trouble?» coupled with the phrase from his birthday letter, «has she ever stopped to think about what an «experience» it is for others to meet me?» it is apparent that while behaving highly unsociable due to detest for idle chatter, he also wants to shelter others from his presence since he believes it is nothing pleasant. i believe he also thinks it will only bring suffering in the end – to them.

★ «it's not so much that i have nothing to say… i just have nothing fun or positive to share,» explains another reason he avoids conversations – he just doesn't believe himself to be someone people would usually have as an opponent.

★ «if you don't mind, perhaps… we could sit here together for a while,» coupled with «the scenery here should be quite breathtaking» from his birthday voice line lets me think that his favourite quality time with others is to peacefully enjoy some scenery (he truly is a cat who just likes to be in someone's presence).

★ «are you so dumb as to have forgotten that i'm not human?» this is a less useful observation but i find it rather funny that he is annoyed not by the fact that the traveller may try to poison him but by the fact that they chose an ineffective method. if we wanna extract something useful, though, it can be said that if the traveller tries to kill him and fairly wins, he is ok with that as he is the weak one in this situation. but that's quite a stretch.

★ «i can see the great deal of effort you put forth,» «thank you for trying to look out for me. go get some rest,» and «it's generous of you to host me in your home. the least i could do is be grateful,» show pretty clearly that even after the wanderer restored his memories he is still able to express gratitude without exploding, and i don't believe he finds it useful to be mean when it isn't of any need.

★ «hey, you own this place. what are you so nervous about? it's not a good look,» coupled with «look at me, coming around here, criticizing your lifestyle choices.» everybody noticed how nice the wanderer is in the serenitea pot (as shown in the previous point). but this also reveals that while he enjoys being painfully straightforward and kept people around just because they suffered prettily, he doesn't enjoy when at least the traveller doesn't put up any fight. maybe it's about the subordinate/the equal difference. basically, he seems to respect people with strong personal boundaries. the ones who don't try to justify their own home where he is just a guest, at least. that would be logical since it's evident he navigates his life through «weak/strong» division.

★ «this is your home. arrange it as you wish,» this and previous voice lines illustrate once again that he isn't unnecessarily mean, at least not all the time. he understands the dynamics of a place he is in and how to be a grateful guest instead of shitting on every player's choice.

★ «the fact that things didn't work out doesn't make my past self a fool for hoping in vain that they would, does it?» and «you're a god. do you think i'm evil?» depending on whether we see the former as rhetoric or not, this may show that even though he is quite old, he still looks for guidance whenever it comes to more vulnerable topics. he looks for this guidance in people he respects, such as the traveller and nahida. and at least with nahida, he listens intently because the answer truly matters to him. maybe, if there wasn't any mechanic restrictions, he would listen to the traveller, too.

PRE-IOG SCENES.

★ «for just a small price, they get the feeling of controlling the world. trading their life for supreme power… pretty good deal, don't you think?» there isn't much to analyse as the utterance is pretty clear, but i just find it funny because this is what he ended up doing with shouki no kami. so either he fell into the same trap or he truly believed in what he said then and wasn't just mocking teppei.

★ «[haypasia] peered into my consciousness and saw my past. someone like that is qualified to become my first follower.» while this qualifies haypasia as a follower, having one also qualifies him as a god. but this can be perceived differently. haypasia saw his past and stayed devoted and didn't leave her god. it is my speculation, but this may be something scaramouche is after - this is a twisted form of acceptance. as the wanderer, he still may harbour such desire to be seen and accepted, leading him into healthy relationships or unhealthy obsessions. still, the whole haypasia sequence demonstrates that scaramouche is still a loyal individual, he just didn't have anyone to grant this loyalty.

★ on the same note, it should be said that scaramouche openly admits and expresses affection to haypasia. a mortal, a feeble human, mind you. because, of course, she is his first and only follower. thus, he can show such feelings honestly and without shying away if he deems it necessary, which might be useful for creating his future bonds with other people and maybe he will be much more open with them than we'd initially thought.

★ «has anyone ever told you that you're not good at sowing discord?» and «you're still too naive if you think a few words will be enough to convince me to destroy the doctor,» imply that before the revelation in 3.3, scaramouche wouldn't let just anyone get him on bad terms with the doctor and manipulate him into that no matter how much abuse by dottore he endured. no matter how bad his relationships with his colleges are, he will handle them himself. this is a note purely for me and my future writing of the wanderer, but it seems that even after 3.3 getting him out of the dottore's mental grasp will be a demanding task.

SMALLER DETAILS.

★ his idle emotion and his character picture are him smiling, so it isn't unusual for the wanderer to do it and even more natural - maybe, at least when he is alone.

★ whenever the wanderer finishes the task, he prefers to shortly say «done» without any chatter.

★ when it comes to speech, he doesn't divide his sentences much and uses compound, very complex ones freely. whenever he needs to explain something, if it isn't something he deems stupid, he does it fully and doesn't hold back.

★ scaramouche always calls nahida buer, perhaps as the way to show himself being above «demon gods», while the wanderer calls her lesser lord kusanali, which sounds more respectful as it is her title.

★ overall, i think the approach hoyo use for their characters is choosing one main characteristic (if you think about any character, you can remember One main thing about them) and then building their interactions around situations where it feature shows and situations where it is an exception and they act against it.

if we focus only on one type of these situations, we mischaracterise the character. thus, if we choose, say, the wanderer being mean as his main feature and focus on it, we miss out on times where it isn't true. for example, his respect for the traveller's realm or his desire to help others in a parade of providence. if we focus only on nice exceptions like that, we mischaracterise him as well.

updates:

★ now that we have both the second birthday story and his tcg lines, it appears to the wanderer is no stranger to doing something just to make someone happy. and then say it was only because he's got nothing to do. e.g., reading books someone recommended to him, «some vahumana students were trying to push some book recommendations onto me. i don't have anything else to do, so i'm just idly flipping through them» or playing a duel because he thinks it makes the traveler happy, «can a game like this really make you so happy? childish... if you want to play, then be quick about it,» «all smiles after winning a game like this? ha, so easy to satisfy,» «and the boring game is finally over... you happy now?»

[azucar-skull]

I just remembered a deleted scene from GEM where Casey shows his scar from the battle airship crash to Logan in order to scare him off--

So here... (Tw for queerphobia, gore, and nudity (not in the fun way))

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P.E. class rolls in after math and honestly, Casey can’t even give a shit. It's not the activities themselves he can’t handle, in fact he does surprisingly well against his peers.

It's the locker rooms.

Technically, Casey calls himself a guy so he gets dressed in the boys locker room. But it's still so weird how the locker rooms are only divided by 2 genders. This was never a thing in the Resistance.

Still though, he feels weird dressing in front of the other boys in the locker room. Especially with how rowdy and loud they are. Casey prefers to get dressed in one of the bathroom stalls, even if it's against school rules.

And so he heads to his locker and stuffs his backpack in before reaching for his uniform. That's when 3 figures approach him...fully nude.

And of course it's fucking Logan and his buddies.

Without exchanging a glance at between their legs, Casey stares Logan dead in the eye with a blank stare.

"Why.", he spats.

Logan laughs. "What? We've all noticed how you turn down every girl tryna get it with the new edgy emo boy. So that must mean you're into guys, right?"

"...I don't like either--"

"Yeah whatever, hey quick question.", Logan taunts. "How come you always get changed in the stalls? Are you like...what, secretly a tranny or something?"

This fucking..., Casey murmurs in his mind. He never had a problem with his identity in the Resistance but it seems this timeline just LOVES to segregate each other by their identities as if there's no point to set aside their differences in order to work together and fight a war.

And Casey would rather not have a long winded arguement with Logan right now. He'd rather just get dressed and get out of here. The stalls provided more than just privacy, they also tore Casey’s eyes away from his own body. Without a mirror or reflection, he doesn't have to glance at his scars. The scars that reminded him of all the trouble he has gone through.

...which gives him an idea.

Casey, without saying a word or breaking eye contact with Logan, lifts up his shirt just enough to show the large mangled scar on his right abdomen. The one from the Red Angel crash. The one he technically died from for a few minutes.

The scar is nothing to scoff at. The poor and haphazardly stitched lines created a twisted web of hills and valleys on the teen’s stomach. Even if Uncle Tello had survived the crash to help out, Casey doubts that the head surgeon would make it look any prettier.

Logan's expression is priceless. His face drops and skin turns pale. One of the boys beside him lurch forward, pressing a fist against his mouth as his cheeks turn green.

"...how--", Logan mutters.

"Battleship crash. I had to rip the debris out of my stomach by myself.", Casey deadpans. The teen then leans forward, lower his voice at Logan. "And there's plenty more where that came from. So unless your buddy boy over here can keep himself from vomiting, you better stay out of it."

And with that, Casey nudges past the boys, heading for the stalls. From behind he can hear Logan muttering insults and calling him a freak.

Casey simply rolls his eyes.

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So yeah, here you go. =)

[happiness-of-the-pursuit]

Get to Know Me

Hi! I got tagged in two different getting to know people tag games so I am combining them into one :) thanks will be at the bottom :)

Tags below the cut :) but also everyone that I tagged in an answer is welcome to play!

First Set

Last song: Dear Theodosia (@user-anakin, @saintlynomenclature @read-and-write- and I were being emo about all the Hamilton and RWRB parallels, listen to this song & think of Burr as Ellen/Oscar and Hamilton as Arthur)

Last film: Ferrari

Currently reading: Fic, lol, rn I am not chipping away at my tbr and instead slowly rereading Made the Right Selection by @clottedcreamfudge b/c @affectionatelyrs and I love cheerleader Alex/football player Henry

Currently watching: i don't really watch TV besides sports, but I guess Percy Jackson counts ???

Currently consuming: the last thing I ate was a ton of crunchy seasoned chickpeas

Currently craving: dark-chocolate covered honeycomb candy from Sprouts and also cheeto puffs. always, to both.

Next Set

1. Were you named after anyone?

birth name, no, but Rhys is a family name

2. When was the last time you cried?

i literally never cry but listening to dear theodosia in the car and thinking about the rwrb parallels made me tear up???? wild

3. Do you have kids?

nope

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

soccer, basketball, lacrosse, swimming, volleyball, softball, track, cross country, tennis, kickball (I come by sporty spice nickname honestly). tbh I feel like I'm missing some, but I have played all of these at some point

5. Do you use sarcasm?

yeah (and then follows the anxiety that people think I'm being serious)

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

their smile, probably, and general facial expressions

7. What’s your eye color?

grey/blue/green to be interpreted by others based on what I'm wearing or the lighting lol

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

sucker for love stories so probably happy ending, but scary movies are fun in big groups

9. Any talents?

see 4 aka sports, I'm kind of a jack of all trades master of none athletically. i can also do a pretty good array of voices or impressions, but not on command as much as when I'm reading something (when I was teaching kids would beg to me to read aloud, which was cute)

10. Where were you born?

this feels doxxy so I shall go southern USA

11. What are your hobbies?

writing, reading, watching basketball or f1, falling down a youtube spiral

12. Do you have any pets?

two dogs, two cats

13. How tall are you?

5' 4" i'm just a little guy

14. Favorite subject in school?

history or english, but i also love ap calc lol

15. Dream job?

i mean i'd love to just be a writer and get to travel/work from anywhere, but also people say making a hobby your job can be dangerous so maybe it's for the best (that's what I tell myself)

This was fun! Thanks for the tags for one or both of these @myheartalivewrites @firenati0n @cultofsappho @suseagull04 @14carrotghoul!!!

In addition to those already tagged, tagging @littlemisskittentoes @inexplicablymine @rockyroadkylers @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @gayrootvegetable @gay-flyboys :)

[pinejayy]

╰┈➤I’ll always love you || Demon Slayer Headcanons

Including: Giyu, Rengoku and Mitsuri

Summary: @danielle-marie asked for a goth! hashira with low self esteem, and the Hashira helps them out and in the end confesses their love // reader is also a female uwu

a/n: thank you for being so patient with me!! I really appreciate it! // also not proof read so if something is wrong please let me know uwu

Giyu Tomioka

He hates seeing you upset, and he definitely hates whenever you’re talking bad about yourself. It makes him quite upset. “No one will ever love me…I hate myself.” You say to yourself

He would just stare at you, no emotion. Just a blank expression…it made you quite uneasy. “Why are you saying those things?”

Giyu will sit besides you and listen to you, if you want him to talk he’ll talk and if you just want him to listen and say nothing he’ll do so. But he doesn’t like the fact the you think so little about yourself. He finds you beautiful and he loves the fact that you have a unique style of clothing.

As you’re talking he’ll grab your hand and look you in the eyes. “Please Y/N…please stop saying these things about yourself…it’s not true.” He said quietly. And you would give him an odd look.

Before taking a deep breath he finally confessed to you. “Look I don’t appreciate you saying these things about yourself….I don’t know how to say this but I might have feelings for you.”

No one has ever had feelings for you, so you didn’t know how to react. You just started to tear up. “No one has ever liked me..”

“But I do Y/N. I do. I love your style, your beauty and everything about you is perfect.” He said, placing a gentle kiss on your hand. “Please let me love you. I’ll make sure you’ll never think about these negative thoughts of you. Just give me a chance to love you.”

You just nodded, and he gave you a weak smile. Placing a small kiss on your cheek.

NOT GONNA LIE I SEE SANEMI YELLING THE EMO AND GOTH ARE DATING. Which will result his sword up his ass 💀💀

Kyojuro Rengoku

THIS MAN WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO TALK BAD ABOUT YOURSELF!!! Let’s be honest, Rengoku has romantic feelings toward you and his heart aches whenever you talk down on yourself.

One day he heard soft cries from a distance and with him being the good boy he is he decided to follow the sound and help the person in need, and once he got to his destination and saw you crying, he quickly went to your side.

“Oh my! Y/N are you okay? Are you in need of my help?” He said, his voice made you jump and you quickly wiped your tears away. Looking at him and forcing a smile.

“Oh Mr.Rengoku! Oh no! I’m okay.” You say, he looked at you and noticed how your make up was all smeared. He sighed and sat besides you.

“What’s wrong. Please I’m your friend and I’m here if you need help.” He said, his sweet voice made your heart skip a beat.

You decided to trust him and you broke down in front of him. You started to tell him how you hated yourself, how no one truly loved you because of your style and how everyone treated you. And as you spoke he frowns, he placed a hand on your cheek. “Shhh please don’t say that. Please don’t.”

You were quite confused and he spoke up once again. “It hurts seeing you talk bad about yourself. You’re not those negative things, you’re the opposite.” He began saying. “You’re a beautiful women who I have feelings for. And I don’t understand why I’m getting so upset over this but I don’t like seeing you like this.”

This surprised you. And that’s when he confessed to you “Please allow me to love you, I’ll shower you in so much love. What do you say my little Flame.” He said, you just nodded still quite shocked.

He smiled and took your hand and placed a small kiss on it. “I’ll promise to show so much love my little flame.”

Mitsuri Kanjori

Now this sweet girl hates whenever you talk down about yourself, she knows how it feels to not like something about herself. For example at one point she disliked her hair and even tried to dye it for some stupid guy. But at the end he wasn’t worth her time and she accepted her hair. And she just wants you to accept yourself.

One day you guys were hanging out and she could tell you were feeling down. “Hey are you okay hon? You seem upset.” She said, she sat besides you and patted your back.

And all of the sudden you broke down crying, and that’s when everything went down. “I’m I don’t want to bother you but…I hate myself. I hate how I look, talk and worst of all no one loves me..”

As you spoke, she was tearing up and she wrapped her arms around you. Bringing you into a tight embrace, quickly returning her hug and you held her tight. Shaking slightly. “Oh Y/N…why do you think so negative about yourself.”

“It’s true…no one loves me…everyone hates my style.” You began saying and she shook her head. “That’s not true! I absolutely love your style! I love everything about you! You smile! Your beautiful smile and honestly you pull off the black lipstick so well.”

Her words shocked you, as no one has ever told you something so sweet like that. As you guys hold each other and shed tears. A few minutes passed by and she wipes your tears away.

“I really love you Y/N. Will you be mine and I promise to treat you with pure kindness.” She said. Her bottom lip quivering.

You smile weakly and simply nodded. “Yes. I would love too.” You say softly. And she smiles at you. And throughout the night you guys cuddled and she whispered sweet things to you.

[some-unlucky-girl]

I’m new to this whole blogging thing if I’m gonna be frank. I mostly just hopped on here because I’m tired of the Reddit crowd and my usual brand of negativity doesn’t really jive well the in crowds of discord so now so I guess I’m just here now. So let me introduce myself I’m billet and about a year ago I started going to full sail for audio production.

Music has always been one of my passions and I spent my confused and edgy teen years trying to smash together metal licks with my shidiot teenage boy friends to pretty much no real success. Between being broke ass trailer park kids and lack of drummers and bass players. We really didn’t have the what we needed to really record anything really.

Anyway by the time I was 17 after many falling out with my current set of piers. I was depressed and alone as I wanted to be with no one for company besides this white boi rapper drug dealer. My now late mother used to rent out my room at the time to the local dealers for some extra side skrilla and he happened to be one of them.

We just kinda hit it off at the time and would smoke hella gas and watch dragon ball on vhs tapes. He just preferred them to digital formats. So one I were were chilling and I was on abit of a tirade about how I really missed making music how I couldn’t really do it anymore and yadda yadda yadda. When he stopped me and pointed out that the crappy computer my mother had just procured for me. Was fully capable of recording my vocals. He showed me how to boot up garage band and that day I recorded the worst cover of from first to last note to self you’ll ever hear.

From then on I world get random instrumentals I’d find on YouTube and just go to town. I have like a fraction of my old stuff from then on my old sound cloud with run of the mill 2014 edgy and offensive titles on a few which I regret now in hindsight.

After I lost my old laptop and my life fell to pieces during Irma i was 19 at the time. Once I got back on my feet I spent a few years moonlighting as an emo trap artist. As is the usual for metalcore scene washouts who couldn’t hack it within those circles.

Life got in the way again after about 2 years of rough whiny sad boi songs . Me and my partner moved states and we got our own space again but I still didn’t have a good computer or mic to record with. Because we were kinda hurting for cash I used to donate plasma at our local blood bank. Well one day I finished up my usual donation I had one of the other donors offer me a ride. I didn’t really think anything of it so I accepted and the bitch neglected to tell me her car didn’t have breaks until after we were on the road. One near death experience later I decided to go back to school for something I’ve always be interested in.

I’ve always been a fan of horror and I had recently finished a few analog horror series’s. Aswell as plethora of movies and games. A lot of which were very fresh in my mind and I still think about to this day. Being a shoegaze enjoyer and recently at the time having just discovered sigilkore. It’s basically if trap and hyper pop had an edgy bastard child. I figured why don’t I try to take some of the mixing styles I’ve heard in sigilkore and the density of some shoegaze projects I liked. Blend it together and shit fuck it into some horror inspired big cringe. There is this one artist called shedfromthebody she did this project where she was kinda larping as a weird fae creature thing in her music videos. So after I made my first song in years splinter. I figured well I’m a satanist why don’t I right songs in the Kayfabe of me being a demon who feeds on dreams and negative energy thus the reason why my first mixtape that I have embedded here. Is called dream eater. From there I would find free beats remix them and record my vocals over them.

Now I’m pretty done with my schooling. So I’ve trying to focus finishing up so I can work on my beat production skills. Well anyway if you read all of this thanks I always appreciate when anyone gives me the time of day. If I stick around I’ll prob keep posting

End of edgy backstory

[igotanidea]

Morpheus reading his fanfiction pt 2

Here;s the next part of fanfiction reading. Part 1 can be found here

WARNING: I can't believe it <facepalm> SMUT

-Keep your voice down, Dream! Do you want the whole Realm to hear you?

He looked at me with angry pout but did lower his voice

-What do you mean smut section? What even is that?

-Oh, Dream, for an eternal, endless being you can be so oblivious at times. You know smut are the stories when you meet a girl and fall for her.

-I don’t . …

-And God! You are paired with so many different races…..

-Stop it. – he warned

-Humans, witches, fairies, goddesses – y/n rolls her eyes as she’s chanting - I’m pretty sure I even saw a fallen star story somewhere. Not to mention a fan fiction when you got Hob’s daughter pregnant.

-I… I did what? That is outrageous. Not to mention the fact Hob does not have a daughter.

-Are you sure? – I smirked – besides, aren’t you the most tender lover who praises the one who captures his heart – I narrowed my eyes at him playfully – and all the descriptions –I blew a raspberry – I mean.. wow!

-That is enough! – Dream abruptly stood from his chair almost tripping it over. He took a few steps towards me, and got me surprised by the course of action. Damn it! His miscomprehension of personal space making my breath hitch.

-Is it? I thought you wanted to know all about it. It’s still a story and you always said you like a good story.

-Than shall I make you describe it in details? – he asked grabbing my chin forcing me to look at him. Shit! Abort! – I thought to myself knowing well enough my pose was crumbling and I was giving myself away. This wet emo of a cat knew exactly the game he was playing at that moment. There was no way he didn’t notice my blushed cheeks and my heart race fastening.

-Well, wouldn’t you like that? – two can play this game, but it takes a lot of me to stop my legs from trembling and keep my voice cool. As I leaned closer, our faces were merely inches apart, my breath on his face. Just a second that seemed like an eternity before he pulled away and sat back on his chair. That left me with a mix of opposed feelings - satisfaction that I did not break but also some sort of… disappointment. He backed out so easily.

-Talk – Morpheus waved his hand around pretending that he didn’t care anymore. Liar.

-Well – I taped my chin with index finger and started circling the room like a predator hunting a prey – there’s this one particular memorable story. You met a girl, obviously. A female you utterly fell for. But, oh, how sad she did not reciprocate –I was now standing behind his chair pouting in fake sadness. – And what does the Dream Lord do when someone defies him? – I leaned so now I was devilishly whispering in his ear – I think someone may have an opinion on that…..

-y/n … - Dream warned but did not turn or took any action to really stop me

-Thankfully, the author of this story was merciful. So, you, I mean, Lord of Dreams, gave the girl so much love and affection and was simply so caring and gentle that she finally, finally – I emphasized the words- fell for him too. And, god, what a sensual fall it was. It took all night and some part of the day as well, if I remember correctly. After all, an Endeless have much more stamina than any human man. 

-This is your last warning.- I may be delusional, but I believe Morpheus’ breath was slightly fastened, eyes glistening with something I could not decipher.

-But you wanted me to describe it – I tilted my head innocently, now standing right in front of him – I’m just following your order. So shall I characterize more? That may be actually hard since from then there were not much words in this story. More like… sounds – I looked at him with smugness all over my face but started laughing immediately.

Dream just sat in his chair with blank, emotionless face, his eyes fixed on some undetermined point in space, emptiness behind them. His arms just fallen by his side. He was even paler than usual, which I did not think possible and did not move for a while which made me chuckle even more.

Oh my god – I thought – I broke him – another giggle escaped my mouth – I literally blew his mind.

It took a couple of minutes of this stillness to actually made me worried. What if I really did broke the Dream Lord? Maybe that was a bit too much teasing for him.

-Dream? – I crouched next to him – Morpheus? Are you ok? – I tried to look into his eyes, my hand resting on his thigh.

No answer.

-Do you want me to tell you another story? – I continued

Nothing. Again.

At this point I started to slightly panic. Should I call Lucienne or Matthew or….?

-Don’t even think about it – he finally hissed, his vision sharpening as he knew exactly that I was considering calling the reinforcement.

-Oh, thank god, I thought you were gone for good.

-Were you worried? – he looks at me teasingly..

-You wish – I scoffed – I wouldn’t want to have a vegetable of a Dream Lord on my hands. Did you manage to wrap your head around this story I was telling? – I asked - Well, that was just the begging, so….

-I think that’s enough – Dream said with shaking voice ­ - please

-Did you just …  - I looked at him confused, not believing the word he used – Oh, Dream…  - I shook my head at the sight of the mighty Lord of Dreams with watery, sad eyes looking at the floor – Hey, I’m sorry, but you wanted to know.

Silence.

-Why are you acting like this? There’s nothing wrong in those stories. At least not in this kind of smut. The dark, however… - I smirked again, but seeing Morpheus sad face did not finish the sentence.

-I have my own share of sad love stories. It never ends well. So hearing about the ones that actually works….. – he shook his head.

-Come on’ Dream. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You are an eternal being of a thousands of years… you can have your happy ending. Just not while looking like a sad wet cat.

-Mention this once again and I shall not be so understanding – he stopped sulking and looked at me with anger .

-Ok, hey, hold the fire! – I raised my hands in surrender – It brought the effect of knocking you out of your misery, after all. Now come on, I’m sure everyone is looking for their King. And … if I were you.. I would make sure that this section of library is restricted area

-How about I only make it possible for us two to enter here. I might need some sort of further explanation in the future. – he whispered to my ear standing right behind me. Close behind me.

-Explanation, my king? – I asked softly tiling my head just a tad towards him – I don’t think I understand what you mean by that….

-Oh you know perfectly. Is it not what you wanted after all, love?- he lowered his voice and I shivered involuntarily.  

Shit.  I fell into my own trap. By the way it’s unbelievable how erratic he can be in his behavior. A second ago he was almost crying and now he’s trying to be the man? Shit. Shit.   

-So, what do you say? – his hands were now on my waist and I freezed completely. –Hmm? Why so quiet now?

-I… I … - I stuttered but quickly spun around in his arms gathering myself and placing my hands on his neck – from what I know, you like being dominant so why don’t you show me if that’s true, my King.

-I hate you – he hissed and the next thing I knew was his lips on mine. Contrary to what I said to him before he was not rough or dominant at all. There was some particular gentleness and care in all of his action. Almost like I was some delicate, porcelain doll he was afraid to brake. Of course, it was still a kiss full of passion that he was hiding underneath, covering it from the world afraid of letting his guard down. And damn, I was always the one who thought myself unable to be taken by cliché romantics but I was melting under his touch.

-I apologize – he pulled away after a while that seemed both like eternity and a second, for sure not enough. His eyes were shining and he was definitely not sorry for what he did, more like awaiting my reaction. And that was good, because shit I did wanted more.

-Come back here – I whispered pulling him back to me by the lapels of his coat and pressing all my body against him, tangling my hands in his silky hair.

He was quick to reciprocate as he grabbed me tighter than it seemed physically possible. His hands was roaming at my sides playing with the hem of my shirt trying to touch every inch of bare skin he could. Feeling him get rid of the hidden tension I  slid my palm underneath his shirt tracing his sculpted muscles. Oh, shit! This is gonna be the end of me – I thought when I felt his soft lips moving towards my neck reaching the soft spot between the collarbone and the shoulder and making me moan.

-There you are – he smirked.

-Don’t you have enough of this? – I groaned impatiently. My most sensitive part was already pumping and aching feeling and well, hoping for what was coming.   

-No – he muttered against my skin moving lower and lower and…. – you had your fair share of teasing so why shouldn’t I?

-Morpheus! – I grabbed his hair so I could look him in the eyes – do not test my patience, now.

-Tell me what you want then. Tell me exactly what you want. – God, his eyes, his voice, his lips…... What was he doing to me? It was like my whole rational thinking just flew out of the window. It was only him and me.  

-I want you to touch me. I want to feel you whole. I want to know you want me as bad as I want you now.

-I do – he moved back to my lips whispering between kissed – I want you. I want to worship you like a goddess you are.

-Less talking, more action – I whispered back.

He smirked and without taking a single step, in the blink of an eye, we were in private chambers. Well, calling it a chamber may be a bit much since the only furniture there was really the king sized bed. Truly, the only necessary one. Without breaking the kiss which was becoming more and more heated Morpheus was walking me backwards towards it, holding me flush against him to prevent me from falling. Laying me down on the soft cushions and silky sheets may have been the most intimate moment I’ve ever experienced and we were only starting.

-Morpheus – I gasped when he climbed on top of me, slowly pulling my shirt up

-I love it when you say my name – he whispered freeing me of my bra and starting unbuttoning my pants along with underwear – say it again – he kissed my inner thigh which did not stop his hands from massaging my breast causing heat waves to roll through my body

-Morpheus – I moaned unable to control myself. - this is not fair - I tugged at his coat trying to slid it of him. With a single thought he made the clothes disappear and the view made me shiver again.

-You are divine. – he slowly moved towards the place when I needed him most. I can’t believe I needed some stories to actually make a move – he started working on my clit and it send me over the edge. No coherent phrase in my mind, almost like my brain just shut off leaving the place only for the senses and the overwhelming pleasure.

-Please – I begged him – please, get to the point.

-You are so impatient, my love – Dream left my soft spot and started moving up, leaving a trail of kissed on my stomach, breast, neck and finally capturing my lips again. It was just a couple of minutes and I’ve already missed their feeling on mine.

-Don’t tell me I’m the only one – I smirked, eyes closed feeling him hardened at my entrance.

-Impatient and cheeky. Open your eyes, I want to see your emotions. Each of your perfect features. Tell me, does it feel good? – he slightly moved forward preparing me for entering.

-Oh, shit, this is … this is…

-Tell me – he attacked my neck again sucking the delicate skin and leaving marks there and I immediately tangled my fingers in his hair pulling a little and making him groan.

-Overwhelming.

-Good – he muttered and with one thrust entered me.

-Oh, fuck! – I screamed but he was quick to shut my mouth with his own,  picking up on the pace. I started to writhe and wince underneath him fully at his mercy.

-Does it make you hurt, love?  - he asked with concern seeing my expression.

-No! no, just move faster, please. I’m so… close. Give me all, please. Please.

-I will. You shall have it all.

-Oh, God, Dream, I’m yours, please don’t stop. Please, I …. – I gasped when I finally reached my high. Stars exploded, worlds collided and I could not care less if anyone heard me when I came and screamed his name at the top of my lungs. Dream followed me soon after exploding inside, fulfilled. We both got what we wanted even if it was in the most unexpected way.  I was lying on my back desperately trying to catch my breath when I felt Morpheus’ arms sneak around me pulling me close to his chest.

-Shh. Shh, my love. I’m here. I;m yours now as you are mine –he was gently stroking my messy hair bringing me down to earth - How are you feeling? Was it good? – he kissed my temple rubbing my back.

-I feel …. happy – I simply said – cherished. Satisfied.

-Loved? – he whispered causing me to prop myself on the elbow to look at him carefully. Was he serious?

-I though you didn’t need love?

-I never said that.

-But…

-I only mentioned that my love stories never ended well.

-Quite a moment to reminiscent on that. – I muttered pouting

-Apologies. – he pulled me in again – My imprisonment changed me and I really am hoping I could turn the fate around. Hopefully, you will be there to help me. I do not intend on letting you go. The question is – will you have me?

-I will – I whispered – like Hell I will. – I promised

-Thank you. – he rubbed his nose against mine – I think I was holding back what I feel for you for too long

Who knew that fanfiction would be the spark you needed. – I smiled as he pulled me closer and we just stayed like that enjoying the moment of intimacy. This was a beginning of something that was yet to be determined.

[genericpuff]

I kinda disagree with your take about Rachel not reading the Homeric Hymn, but rather that she choose to ignored the meaning behind Persephone’s words when Hermes came to the Underworld. Persephone was clearly sad from no longer even knowing what was happening to her mother and friends, and wanting to see them again. And it was clear as water (we still don’t have the full hymn, yet) that Hades tricked her to always come back to him, no matter what her feelings are.

But, a lot of modern pop culture has romanticed this part, where the two are in love and the "EVIL" Demeter has been overacting for her baby Kore :(

And let’s be honest for a moment a lot of people, myself included, like the dinamic of butterfly person with a goth/emo person. That thousands of people have ignore the meaning behind the tragic implications of the Hymn and now are forcing the hole Beauty and the Beast dynamic on a tale that has little to no room for that kind of nonsense.

Even to the point of claiming that Hades is not bad compared to Zeus, when they both have versions of their tales when they force woman to stay with them, Zeus with the Cuckoo and the murder of Iason and Hades kidnapping and r@ppjng Persephone.

I would have say that the version where at least both Demeter being sad and Demeter being a force of nature, without making her into an evil/over protective Witch may be in Super giant Hades, where she atleast she can make peace with Persephone and Persephone can decide when to go out of the Underworld by herself and nobody else forcing her to stay.

We really need to teach younger girls to please see things how they really are, as this kind of narrative aren’t healthy at all for all of them, they can easily see an abusive man as a prince in shining armor for the hole, I can fix him bullshit.

No that's fair and valid, and precisely why I put the disclaimer on that take that it's partially mean, partially presumptuous. I'm definitely not firm in my belief that she 'didn't read it', but the messaging of it clearly went over her head IMO. Hence why I'm more likely to believe even if she read the Hymn, she didn't actually observe it or analyze it or internalize it quite like how she's analyzed and internalized the more fanfic-y versions of the Hymn, with the traits that you outlined above. There's even been interviews she's done where she's stated that Persephone was her "muse" when she was a kid but clearly not for the reasons you'd expect, from what I can tell from how she writes and views the Hymn, she seemed to consume it the exact same way she would a 1980's/90's Disney movie - the "princess" was "stolen away" by a "dark prince" but really he was "rescuing" her from the "evil (step)mom". Like, Lore Olympus is incredibly Disney-fied when you look closer at it and we all know how much RS loves Disney stuff so I wouldn't be surprised if she read the Hymn through that exact same lens, especially if she never analyzed it beyond her surface reading of it as a child.

While I'm talking about it (though it goes beyond the scope of your original ask) her interview responses regarding her 'past' with the H x P mythos is interesting and... not to be a dick (and again, this is probably very presumptuous of me so take it with grains of salt) but a lot of it 'doesn't check out' if you know what I'm saying. Like, you can find old websites and accounts with her pre-LO art on it and none of it was enraptured with H x P the way she claims she was when she was a child. You'd think if she was a child growing up and learning to draw, she'd have a lot more to show for it besides just LO in her later years. I was obsessed with Legend of Zelda as a kid and, big surprise, everything I drew was Legend of Zelda, even my main series was a Zelda fanfic back in the day. If Persephone was her "muse" all the way back when she was 12 leading up to the release of LO in her thirties, why doesn't any of her older art reflect that at all?

But that's just my two cents on the matter, and a very opinionated/anecdotal one at that. Far be it from me to make assumptions based on old art from defunct web pages. I just think it's all very odd how she frames her relationship with the myths. Needless to say, at the very least, she definitely hasn't gotten the 'point' of many of those myths (or she did and chose to bastardize/fetishize them anyways) and she absolutely is not a folklorist.

And beyond that, it's not a healthy narrative to push either way, that the girl should just run off with the emotionally stunted rich guy, I've been saying it since Twilight and it's kind of exhausting that I have to keep repeating it to this day ten years later. But alas, I repeat it anyways because it's still a problem and it's a problem that I think is worth talking about so that we don't keep normalizing this type of narrative.

[thedawningofthehour]

Is there a schedule you have for writing and posting chapter? Do you write each scene as it happens in the story or the more important ones first? How do you plan whats 'enough' for a chapter, and when its ready to be posted?

I think you guys have way more confidence in me than you should, lol. My meter for whether the chapter is ready to be posted or not is 'will I die of embarrassment if I post this now?' And still half the time I throw it out, shut my laptop, and immediately take my sleep meds so I can be unconscious during the 'oh my god they hate me' period that follows every posting. No that doesn't go away with experience.

But for real, it's kind of on a case-by-case basis. Most chapters, once I'm done writing out the 'first' draft, (which isn't really the first because I'm editing from the moment it leaves my fingertips) then I estimate how much work it'll need before I feel okay posting it. It's usually 1-3 days. I'm not super happy with this method because it means that the last scene I write generally has a lot less editing done, oftentimes only having one round of editing and then the final read-over before I post it. (also, you really should leave the final read-over for another day, preferably two days from when you last looked at it. This goes for academic papers too, you will catch so much)

So at first I was just writing whatever I felt like writing that day. During doth, I generally had two or three chapters open and being worked on at all times. I would bounce around a lot, reorder stuff, think of stuff to add in. This worked because 1) I had a lot written out before even posting, all of the table scenes and I believe through chapter 7 of Leo's POV, and I kept writing while posting those so I stayed ahead for quite some time, and 2) I was writing a lot. Very fast. Now I'm mostly working on one chapter at a time, and maybe I'll have part of the next chapter started if it's something juicy. I liked it better the doth way, but now I feel very pressured (by myself-you guys have been great about it) to get the next chapter out and feel guilty for working ahead. I keep trying to work ahead but I'm just not writing that fast right now. Which isn't a bad sign or anything-that's just how my brain is, it either engages or it doesn't. If it does, I can write 4k words a day easy. And they are good words. Like, most of the table scenes were written like that, and they are mostly unchanged from when I first vomited them out. The biggest change is there was technically one extra table chapter, but there was no point in having it be its own thing so I cut it up and wove the snippets into...I think Table Scenes 3, 4, and 5? But that's really the only major change, besides some changes I made to Draxum in the second table scene because he was coming across even more rapey than he ends up.

I do try to remain in the general vicinity, though. I'll let myself work a few chapters ahead, but I've found that if I skip ahead to the best parts I sort of lose the drive to write the rest of it. Maybe it's not like that for other writers, but it is for me. So as tempting as it is to write out the reunion right now, I have to be content with playing it like a movie in my head when I'm supposed to be sleeping.

As for how I break things up-honestly, more on the 'feel' than anything. I can't even fully explain it sometimes; it's just a gut feeling.

For the most part, I operate on my golden question, which is What Do I Want Readers to Feel? What kind of tone do I want to set for the rest of this chapter? How do I want the readers to feel when they finish? When I edit, I try to look at it objectively and think how the scenes would make a reader feel and how those lead into each other. Sometimes it's meant to be jarring-like the contrast between Leo being emo and Galois living his best life, those are supposed to make you feel a bit of whiplash. Sometimes what Galois is doing in plot A is meant to feed into the emotions you feel with Leo in plot B. (though generally I don't consider either one of them the A or B plot-I guess plot G and L? doesn't have the same ring to it) Storytelling isn't so much telling a cohesive story as it is manipulating the readers into Feeling Something about it. Nostalgia Critic kind of summed it up with The Last Airbender movie. You can have a super interesting story with rich worldbuilding and and deep characters-and if you treat it like a Wikipedia recap, it's going to suck. Likewise, you can have a really dumb premise and get away with it if it's told in a fun way. People seek out stories that make them feel something. So if you're a writer yourself, your main goal is to make your audience feel your story. What feelings those are, that's up to you to decide.

[ladyniniane]

Happy birthday to me!

I’m 27 now! Some musings below the cut.

So this last year was good…but also pretty hectic in some places? I’m happy that a solution has been found to my cat’s health problems. 

The biggest change for me right now is that I’ve decided to leave my job. Long story short: they didn’t keep their promise of giving me a raise (and it’s almost impossible to get one). I’m fed up of not getting enough recognition and being just an expandable employee. Plus, my manager had been petty for no reason. So it was starting to take a toll on my wellbeing. To be honest, I’m going through all sort of emotions at this moment, sometimes I wonder if I made the right choice, but deep down I believe I did. It’s a big jump into the unknown and it’s a bit scary. But I will try to find a way. Beside, I can still be proud of my work achievements. 

A year ago, I started taking driving lessons again after…4 years without driving. I was determined to get my driver’s license, but sadly I didn’t. I’m even more afraid of driving than I was before, because the exam was an extremely…unpleasant experience to say the least. Going back to driving and taking these lessons took a lot of energy and I feel kinda burned out when it comes to driving. Getting help isn’t easy, and even if I know that I sound like an emo kid, many people don’t really understand what I’m really going through. This experience leaves me a taste of failure, but we will see later.

A thing I’m proud of is writing. I’m able to write consistently and I did my best word count ever during NaNoWriMo in November 2022 and I did all the Camp NaNos. I’ve been able to move forward on many projects. I’ve also published stuff on the internet again, something I hadn’t done in 3 years. But, that’s where the disheartening part starts. My stories get (some) views, but barely any interactions (shout out to those who did interact, you’re axe some) I feel like I’m screaming in the void. I write for myself, but I also write to connect with other people, especially since I put a lot of time and effort in it. I know that it happens to many people and that at the end of the day I’m not entitled to anything. I hope that it doesn’t have anything to do with the quality of my stories, I think that it’s just that my audience isn’t there. 

There were also many pleasing moments, travels, food, books and all the little nothings that make life beautiful. I’ve progressed at dealing with some doubts, traumas and anxieties even though some new stuff has taken their place (put a coin in the jukebox and whe start again?). That’s funny because when I turned 25, I thought that things would only go upward from this point on. Turns out that they’re still a little chaotic and that I still have many things to figure out (and that makes it even more sad for people who think everything is over at 25, come on, that’s just the beginning). Anyway, that’s just life, trying out stuff, making mistakes and at the end, maybe, find your place. 

There are good things to come, I think, and right now I’m excited for the FE OC Week. 

Anyway, happy 27th birthday to me! I’m happy to turn 27, I like this number and beside, every year imparts me with more wisdom and life experience. Which is good. And as Julian of Norwich wrote: “All shall be well and all shall be well and all manner of things shall be well”. 

[aresonist]

i loove the hotguy mask design,, do u have any lore like about the bad things that happened to him in his past?

this au is generally just my little scar angst pile and is just really messy cause its made via me listening to emo tiktok audios and walking in a circle and was made like 2 days ago and i havent like explored it good good and its probably not good story wise but like i said so far its my scar angst pile and i dont imagine myself actually working on this other than random thoughts durning the day BUT! miserable things that have maybe happened to scar in that au!:

-his bestest friend (cub) went missing at some point! reappeared as a villain and is basically an empty vessel for vexes and vey much not in control of himself and also tries to get him to accept vexes! leaves him very miserable everytime they see eachother

-i imagine like heroes generally dont know eachothers identities unless they tell eachother its like a trust thing, by a thing government might know. But the way scar found out mumbos identity was bc mumbo got really fucking hurt durning a mission they were on together and has this couple days coma and scar just refused to leave his side, he ofc felt bad about it but cmon its his friend!!! when mumbo woke up he offered to show him his face too but mumbo refused

-when mumbo left the whole hero gig scar was DEVASTATED, he gave him a big big hug and cried a little and they also made a deal that scar wont go out of his way to look for him for safety reasons or whatever (and also the fact that mumbo didnt want him to find out that hes gonna be joining their villain kind of friend)

-he works at a cafe to give him something normal to do when hes off duty, since he doesnt really have many non hero work friends and even if he did that friendship would be a hard time bc of the whole hero thing so working there when he has the time is his little escape and also a place where he meets grian! a very loyal customer who very quickly becomes one of his best friends even if they dont hang out much besides grians coming to the cafe. so imagine his suprise when his good pal grian brings in his other good pal mumbo and he has to act normal and not like he missed the man, its a very minor thing but HE MISSED THE MAN!!!

-when he finds out mumbo quit to become a villain he is quite distraught but hes deffo more distraught when he gets some crystal/bomb/whatever magic thing blown up in his face while trying to take it away from his kind of friend villain, and he technically dies? but vexes do keep following him in an attempt to join them and not very surprisingly saving his life is a pretty good offer when hes not really concious, now in this moment i am not sure whenever they villains just leave him after checking to make sure hes still alive and clicking an emergency button on his communicator or he, now under hre control of the vex attacks them or hes dead when they check all of those seem fun in one way or another

anyway theres a bit more?? but as you can see its all tangled in my head and most content was generated from me hearing music and going what if scar bad things happen

[wavernot4love]

i've definitely said something like this before but holy crap dude, ls dunes have quite literally changed the trajectory of my life, and every time i see them, it feels like they've done the same for so many people there. i just want to, post-thursday's toronto show, talk a little about how special this band is (this is probably gonna get long).

i've come to care about this band so goddamn much in, well, definitely the 11 months since they first announced themselves, but even moreso the 8 months since past lives dropped & i saw them for the first time @ dunesday toronto '22.

for a little recap of my dunes origin story, as a 22 y/o i grew up in the mid 2010s scene, right? so most of the bands i knew n loved growing up were those & i had never truly done a deep dive into a lot of 2000s/even early 2010s stuff. of course, the biggest, most accessible bands that started during that time were an exception, people like fob, or ptv, or, well, mcr. and a lot of other bands' biggest songs, etc.

so one part of my thought process the day dunes got announced was "woah new frank band? cool, let's see who's in it!" and that's what made me click into the first article i saw.

and the other part: like i kinda alluded to, i'm very active in the scene, i love going to shows & getting involved and i am truly trying to make it my life even moreso (via live music photograohy n design stuff, and hopefully eventually music stuff?). point is, late last july i signed up to volunteer @ a scene fest kinda in my area, my home here in upstate ny, at the time i hadn't been to many shows alone before so i was kinda nervous about heading two hours away by myself, on top of not really knowing what i was gonna be doing volunteerwise, but something pushed me to decide to go through w it. and this thing had the most random (/pos) assortment of the scene. from big metalcore outfits to modern faces of emo/pop punk/post hardcore to localish hardcore, you get the idea. i had a blast & got to watch a ton of sets.

anyways, near the end of the day some dude i'd definitely heard of by name and was aware was some big dude in the scene from some band (my phone was dead so it was killing me i couldn't look that up hhhh), was about to play a solo set so i figured i'd drop by and catch a bit. i was hanging outside of that stage and suddenly bro started playing and i thought "damn, this dude seems cool" then, naturally, weaved my way into the crowd, watched his full hourish long set since he was the last on that stage, and thought, "damn, this dude is cool." besides his music, i remember admiring the way he talked w the crowd, and then after, the way he stood around and chatted extensively with every last person like they were an old friend (i just kinda stood off to the side in my "staff" shirt watching and probably smiling, figuring i'd let dude's genuine fans have their moment... little did i know). anyways, naturally i'm talking about anthony here, and that night when i got home i looked him up and saw he was from circa & saosin and had a Revelation since of course being in the scene i knew about those bands, and i basically vowed to get into bro's music. and, well, safe to say i found a way less than a month later when i opened that article and saw he was singing in a new band with the guitarist of one of the bands that's meant the most to me for the longest (spoiler: i lost my mind when i saw he was the singer in a "YES! this dude" kinda way).

anyways, since then i'd argue my love for mcr somehow grew (i like to think that's because a lot of my love for music relies on connection & community, more on that later), i (specifically surrounding seeing them @ adjacent) have been getting into thursday & coheed, and, of course, last december i got hugely into tsoaf n traveled 2 see them in january, come february i discovered saosin, & thanks to a rec from a kind person outside the dunes show the other night, i'm now becoming irreversibly attached to circa as well. these people's music has changed my goddamn life, and it's all bands i'd never really looked into before despite of course being aware of them. and that is special.

also, at no other show (and shows in general are my favorite place in the world) have i experienced quite the level of community (random but something i've specifically noticed @ dunes & tsoaf & anthony's solo shows is that circa fans are SO nice?) i do at dunes shows. i've been alone every time i've seen them, but never felt less lonely. the show quite literally ended and i immediately had multiple people yelling (/pos) things at me about my midtown shirt, coming up to talk to me in general, and hell, even I had absolutely no problem going up to people with total confidence to chat, something i usually shake in my boots over. we had a freakin campfire style singalong going. i got to talk to people about traveling for shows who do the same with their time, hell, this was the first time i ever got to ramble in person about my love for tsoaf to someone that actually knew what the hell i was talking about. i spoke to people from all over, both physically and from different parts of the scene and yet we had all ended up right here. stuff feels like the embodiment of the dunes whole "lost souls found" thing, dude.

ls dunes gave me the opportunity twice now to chat with somebody (frank) whose music has been with me for the entire going on ten years since i got into the scene. something that wouldn't really (understandably) be possible at an mcr show. and we've reached the point as of thursday's show that i don't feel nervous going up to him anymore either, we entirely just had a pretty long, chill conversation and goofed off a little and i will never take that for granted. i mean that in a "historically interactions with folks in bands i look up to in this scene have meant the world to me because, like i mentioned earlier, my love for music stems from a community "scene" based idea that we're all just people passionate about this stuff" way.

and of course, the shows themselves, but i'm not sure i can accurately describe those, it's something you need to experience for yourself. i have considered toronto1 my favorite show i've been to ever since it happened, and i have been going to shows since 2014. these dudes have chemistry like no other, and you just get the sense watching them that they were born to do this together. and don't get me started on anthony's crowd interaction stuff. he has become one of my favorite frontpeople (if not my genuine favorite) over this past year. no one does it like that dude does.

anyways, i don't know that i've ever felt quite this way about any band before, which seems crazy for me becayse i care deeply about so many bands. ls dunes is special. all i know is i legitimately have not stopped thinking about the dunes since the toronto show thursday, to the point of being kinda perpetually shaky & endlessly needing to remind myself it's okay, they're not going away yet, i still have one more show in pittsburgh this thursday. i truly hope i can talk to the other dudes (especially anthony since i feel like so much of this lore involves him) and tell them some of this then, and maybe meet some of you, too (i'll definitely be getting there early & also sticking around after)!

and no matter what, i can't wait for this show, and all the shows to come, man. so there's the complete wavernot4love recap, well, so far.

[sharkdream3421]

Chapter 2 A New Calling - The Killer (Male Orca Reader)

My Masterlist (Past Chapters in Masterlist)

Akihito Takahashi (My name for him, not his canon name in My Hero Academia)

One Week Before the Field Trip

I finished the form and put it into my bag, I'll hand it over to the box office when I have the chance. I looked over to my friend Hiroshi, and saw him doing his fan-boying over his All-Time favorite hero Endeavor. I smiled at the thought, while I'm not a big fan of fire due to my quirk, I support who my best friend likes.

I walked up to him and sat next to him on his bed.

"Hey, I'm going to be going on a field trip in a week. Some pro heroes are coming with as well." I told him.

"Is Endeavor, coming!?" Hiroshi exclaimed.

I laughed lightly, "I don't think so, it's just a field trip and I don't think Endeavor's that into nature."

"Oh man!" Hiroshi complained to me.

"Oh! I was going to ask, are you going to be fine without me? I know you can get lonely." I asked him with a sad smile growing on my face.

Hiroshi stood up and gave me a hug, "I'll be fine, you deserve a chance to have a break from school. Also, why are you going on this field trip?"

"The field trip is for people with mutation-quirks only. I'm hoping that I can make some friends with people that are like me. Since you know about the discrimination going on?" I said as I slowly moved my head down in sadness at the current situation of society.

I felt a tight hug as I looked up to notice that Hiroshi hugged me.

"Your my best friend remember, and I want to keep it that way. Judging people for their looks is wrong because that's not what heroes do. They save people and judge the person inside not the outside. Besides, I still hate that 'heroes that look like villains' list." Hiroshi admitted.

I smiled as I hugged him tighter, "Thank you Hiroshi it means a lot to me."

Present Day

"Woah your the son of Gang Orca, I've heard about you! Your so awesome." I slightly fan-boyed as the orca man sat down beside me and Aalto.

He itched his dorsal fin, "How do you know?" He asked.

"Your the talk of the town. Everyone's saying that you and a group of students beat Gang Orca. They said that you did that during the License Exam that happened months ago right?"

"Yep, that's all true. Didn't know I was starting to get famous." The orca man said shyly as he itched his fin again.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Y/N Sakamata, and you are?"

I smiled as I put a hand on my chest, "I'm Akihito Takahashi, nice to meet you Sakamata!"

He nodded as he looked over to Aalto. I know his name because he already introduced himself to me before Sakamata boarded the bus.

"I'm Aalto Hashimoto, it's kind of rad meeting the son of Gang Orca! I'm a big fan!" Aalto said to Sakamata.

"Heh, good to hear. My Dad can feel insecure sometimes about feeling like he doesn't have any fans that like him, but keep it a secret he doesn't want anyone to know." Sakamata replied.

"Well make sure you tell him that he has a fan." Aalto said with a smile.

I looked behind my seat to see the bird boy sitting in the back seat with his arms crossed over his chest. I could tell he had an emo personality.

"Sakamata, do you know him?" I said pointing at the bird boy.

"Tokoyami, don't you want to hang out with us!?" Sakamata asked a little too loud.

Tokoyami opened an eye in annoyance, "No, I would prefer to be by myself in the meantime."

The three of us talked during the ride to the lodge, and I got to know somethings about Y/N, and Aalto.

Chapter 3

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

okay another cringy high school memory coming through that i just realised was a huge compliment lmao:

i know i’ve talked about it several times before, but that cringy ass memory of me wanting to use emo band songs (mostly all time low and pierce the veil) in my year 10 shakespeare monologue- and the esp cringy choice of “do you want me dead?” by atl at the end of it- very inappropriately i might add- considering that the scene that i’d selected it for was the DEATH scene in romeo & juliet where either one of them finds the other one poisoned…..

so, besides his justification that i’d regret using those songs as the backing tracks (which is true bc i made a post about it a few years back now although it ultimately didn’t happen) to that monologue…. my drama teacher also told me at the time that i was engaging enough on my own for that monologue. like GIRL! that is the biggest fucking compliment that you could’ve gotten from your drama teacher at that time; since you were all moody about being ~taken seriously as an actress~ (lmao fuck)…. but you brushed it off…. all bc your teacher thought it was a terrible idea to use your fave bands music as the soundtrack. when 10 years later, you’ll realise it was the cringiest thing that you could’ve done and that that man saved your goddamned emo ass 😂😅.

for the younger users on this site: learn to take compliments!!!! this was such a huge recognition comment from my fave teacher in year 10 at catholic school in 2011, that i could hold an audience with my stage presence etc, by myself. but since i was so fucking tied up in the end stages of both my Super Obsessive All Time Low Phase™️ and my EdGy EmO pHaSe 👩🏻‍🎤™️ in general at that age, i just took offence to it…. since i wasn’t allowed to play what i now realise is a terrible song choice (along with a few others that kinda made sense but didn’t need to be used anyway tbh) by my fave bands for 5eva at the time.

i just decided to ignore his massive compliment altogether and bitch and whine that “but atl and ptv are the best ever!!! it makes sense!!” (no it doesn’t honey sit down). so, it was also a hard lesson of learning the meaning of the word NO as well. bc sometimes your ~creative ideas~ at 15/16 aren’t the best ideas ever, actually. you need to learn to accept that your choices are bad sometimes lmao.

and also in general maybe it was just an underhanded “thank god i don’t have to listen to them now that i’ve told her no” thing from my drama teacher; who would’ve been sick to death of me yapping these bands on the daily anyway lmao…. which i don’t blame him for tbh, now that im older. i was pretty unrelenting with it lmao.

anyway. my main point is that i should’ve realised that he’d given me a HUGE compliment about stage presence, audience engagement and acting skills, when i was kinda stupidly seriously thinking about acting as a career at that point lol. but no. “i can’t use my fave band for 5eva bc mr D is mean!” is what i took from it at the time instead lmao. like obvs most kids would probs do this too, tbh. but still. learn to see through your rose tinted glasses that you’re wearing in regards to your fave bands, and take the compliments out of the situation that your teacher or someone else is giving you.

[ziceolantern]

Beginning of the blog of an egocentric creep

Dear Blog, Well for a start, I’m not really a Tumblr user; I’ve heard this website is dead since 2018. Kind of ironic because that was the moment I was starting to get interested into it. So I never bothered trying using it. Yet, here I am.

To be honest, I wanted to start a diary but I didn’t have any empty notebook. However, I really needed to write my thoughts somewhere. Otherwise, I’m just going to be laying on my bed, thinking again and again about it, doing nothing. Then I thought about writing my thoughts on my twitter account. But I always hate seeing people talking about their life on Twitter, besides, I’ve always had the impression of yelling at a wall when it’s supposed to be listening to me. Plus if there is someone that does listen to you, they won’t be often very nice. So I thought of Tumblr and I remembered that’s the perfect site to write a diary, or a blog. Then another thought came “but hasn’t this site lost all of his popularity and prestige and is already dead?” This is perfect! At least I won’t be surprised when the corpse I’m yelling at doesn’t respond.

I guess I should present myself now. Hello my name is Zice, you can call me Zicey if you want but that’ll be €5, sorry. I’m a bit lost young adult. I love art, drawing, theater, robots, monsters and game developing. I’m french and syrian. Maybe your typical emo artist? I hope I’m more than that but we’ll see about that!

Why did I decide to start a diary/blog? Well for two main reasons:

I’m moving to Paris.

I lost a valuable friend.

For the first reason, like it’s written, I’m going to move to Paris to go to an art school. I’ll be living alone for the first time. I’m really anxious about it that I’ve laid down on my bed doing nothing, I just didn’t want to pack my stuff. This is, I hope, a big step in my life for becoming the artist I want to be. I’ve thought that starting a diary will make me able to reflect onto my life, my progression and my sucess from this point onwards!

For the second point, I had an ugly arguing with a very close friend. Let’s call him, Teacher cat. He was a valuable confidant. I was telling him everything before the arguing. I made him mad because I’ve discussed a choice of his life I really couldn’t understand. So he started to say to stop shoving my insecurities at him and he used some personnal issues I’ve told him to shut me up. I was hurt.  Both parties are to blame in this story. But I really couldn’t let him step onto me like he usually does so that went far because none of us seem to let it down. He was starting to get really ugly when he was lashing onto me so I blocked him and I left our common discord servers because I didn’t want to his face anymore. Afterwards I unblocked him to let him apologize but he was on the same page as me because none of us wanted to be friend again. So we severed our relationship. Afterwards I made the same with another friend close to Teacher cat because our friendship was going nowhere and he ignored most of my messages anyway. I was ready to turn the page but the day after, he dared messaging me on an alternate account because I had blocked the other friends. The content? Calling me toxic because he had leaked our convo to all of his friends, asking them if I was toxic and of course, all of his friends said I was toxic. Also calling me an egocentric guy and finishing by “Keep your dick into your pants you creep.” I don’t really understand what he’s coming to with his last statement but yeah he was far from being my friend at this point anymore. So guess what? I’m an egocentric creep now what you’re going to do? With these events I realized even if I felt bad, I couldn’t tell this because I start telling all of my personnal issues to someone, the same thing would happen again because they’re going to be able to use my issues onto me. So that’s another main reason I’m creating this blog.

Here, I’ll post my thoughts, my issues, my drawings, my critics about stuff I read watched and played and if you don’t like it, don’t read it! That’s very simple.

Anyway, stay tuned!

Zice

[dread-and-despair-dyke]

I hate knowing that even thought ‘im going to kill myself’ is the phrase used to indicate the highest level of depression or anxiety youve felt (at least in this day and age), the phrase doesnt apply to my feelings at my lowest point nowadays -- 

this begs the question: do i not want to kill myself because im actually not that sad/anxious, or is wanting to die not nessecarily a marker of the peak of sadness/anxiety? I strongly believe it’s the latter - which in my opinion makes it problematic that any accurate expression of my feelings at my lowest doesnt garner so much sympathy or urgency, but the phrase i would have used years ago as an emo teen ‘im going to kill myself’ will bring out some of the kindest words and actions in people around you

(added a cut so as not to block up ppls dashboards)

Is it because of the supposed urgency of ‘im going to kill myself’? The thought of ‘yes, everyones equally sad, but this individual might end their life prematurely because of it, so I need to respond to prevent that if possible!’? I find that somewhat illogical since the phrase is used so frequently and liberally nowadays, people take death lightly, they do not comprehend the deep horror of loosing their conciousness, and they often think of death as an escape even when not going out of their way to actually die. besides, we all die sometime, it isnt as though you can stop this individual from dying, you can just make it happen a little later, right? 

-- or is it truly because people think those who say ‘im going to kill myself’ are suffering more than everyone else? does someone look at me and think ‘you simply dont understand the suffering I go through, you sound ignorant and as though you don’t have the experiences needed to talk on this subject, you sound cruel and unsympathetic’. Is that what you think

[werewolfinthelivingroom]

Rating Different Versions of Will Blake

Because Fever Swamp Brain is real

Official

OG Book: Not much to say, he was clearly just a dude. A guy alright. Twist is there just because we need a twist, but you can feel a good chunk of personality whenever Cassie antagonizes him.

8 R.L. Stines/10

Graphix: Great design since the art style is killer, and absolutely love the way it’s more obvious here that he’s actively interested in Grady for some reason. The gay undertones are slowly becoming apparent.

10/10

OG TV Show: Will’s actor has to take on both Will and Cassie’s roles in the story since Cassie got cut, but he really does bring Will to life as a character. He’s a more active threat, even if he canonically dies in this version. The eclipse scene though? * Chef’s kiss * absolutely gay as hell, if Will Blake was in Twilight (and the actors were all the same age) he would’ve bagged Bella AND Edward. 

11/10

Movies: My personal headcanon is that the monsters in the Manuscripts are beta versions of the characters in the official books, and this is why almost none of them match their book versions in either personality and design. The design is absolutely killer, but it’s obviously not the twelve-year-old if his six pack and tattoo weren’t obvious enough. Even the branding makes it clear that this is “The Werewolf of Fever Swamp” as a character, rather than Will Blake.

If he was a character in the book I can totally see him as like, Will’s cooler older brother who’s also a Werewolf and maybe Will would have less trauma in my fic.

0/10 as a Will, but 10/10 as a Design.

Horrortown: Just like Bart.

IDK maybe the designers just saw the word “flat-top” and went buck wild, I would believe his character design belonged to CONAN before Will Blake (ToT). Personality wise, he’s straight ;^; also if he wants Marty to leave Courtney alone, he should just date him - boom, problem solved. When he isn’t being the “Am Am Werewolf” in Courtney King’s General direction he’s pretty fun since he’s basically a Dogboy.

6/10

- IDK if Will cameos or even gets a mention in the Fever Swamp comics besides sharing the name “Blake” with a main character. Hit me up if he ever appears in anything else. Fanfic Will’s in the Readmore.

Non-Canon

The Werewolves of Fever Swamp by Monokuma_memes(X): My own Will and I’m not deluded enough to rate my own writing, so read it yourself and make your voice heard. He’s gay and has trauma and that’s all I’m spoiling now.

?/10

You Never Grow Out of Your Goosebumps Phase by bluemandycat(X): Kickstarted me actually sitting down to write my fic, mostly because I wanted to put my own fucked up Will out there. Beware because Grady and Will aren’t really healthy at the point the protags of this fic find them, but you do feel a little bad for Will when he’s not being a dick. For what little we see of him, very interesting.

6 bullets from Cassie/10

Goosebumps United... (2014) by Lord Candycane(X): Aw yes, the Infinity War of Goosebumps/j. Not much for Will to do in this fic besides cameo every once in a while, since there are like...100 characters here. Though I do like the idea that Grady and Cassie just keep him in check like it’s their job. He also gets to be emo about being a Werewolf here! No gay undertones, since Grady holds most of them in that one chase scene.

5/10

Goosebumps United (2021) by Sweetiebuttons(Ao3:X and FFN:X): Okay, so SB made a fic based on Candycane’s fic(basically their own take on the idea) and just went hamwild. It’s crossposted on FFN and Ao3 but for some reason under different names and also FFN has more chapters uploaded(maybe they’re retooling the fic for ao3??). SB portrays him much more sympathetically, sometimes to a kinda cheesy degree? Honestly. it’s pretty endearing in a “webkinz milk cat” kind of way. Absolutely love him becoming friends with people that did this to him:

Not to expose myself for having terrible taste as a kid, but I like the touch of comparing Will to another gay-coded werewolf. Will gets to meet other werewolves and it’s definitely fascinating to think how he’s the only lycanphobic werewolf in GB canon - there’s even some more Fever Swamp lore based on what little we had in the first United fic. I do like how Will is now the straight man and just has to deal with constant BS from his fellow werewolves, and I especially like the idea of Will not being comfortable with how gung-ho Grady is about being a werewolf. 

The dialogue is kinda confusing, and Will just goes all over the place and never finishes the interactions so we don’t get much. But I do like the ideas that are presented here.

6/10

Werewolf of Fever Swamp by sweetie buttons(X): Okay this fic is a revisionist piece on Grady having a Father/Son relationship with the Swamp Hermit, and Grady doesn’t become a Werewolf. Will is irrelevant in SB’s sequel to this fic, but for what was shone he sticks closely to his book counterpart. Except for the reveal, because like...Will did not even feel like he wanted to eat Grady. Like every description of him felt like Will wanted to cry and throw-up over how beautiful his boyfriend is. This Will would’ve bit Grady on purpose 100% and the Hermit and [REDACTED] were homophobic to get in the way of that/j.

5/10

Welcome to Goosebumps High by DanielDaponte(X): Not much to say, its Monster High but Goosebumps and it got put on permanent hiatus. But Will shows up for one chapter, now an adult and the school’s gym teacher(C.E. Teacher??), which is honestly the funniest thing that has happened with the character. I also forgot about the main character thirsting after him, which is doubly funny.

10 Werewolf Thirst Traps/10

The Goosebumps School(and it’s many sequels) by SquadMemberK17(X): This series is so fascinating, I could go on about how bonkers the sequels get and how weirdly engaging this self-ship fic about the hat guy from the Dead House live action episode. Like, a bunch of Goosebumps protags are brutally murdered in this fic it is so mindboggling. BUT we are here for Will and he’s a side character in the MC’s friendgroup, in fact, he’s the first person she meets. Will is weird because the author has a bunch of weird ships besides the main one with her self-insert, but Will gets paired with Hannah Stoneman from Werewolf Skin in what I can only call...Monster race shipping? Will honestly had more chemistry with the main character and Grady. Speaking of Grady!

The plot has Sarabeth doing weird shit to destroy the main character for some reason and it would take forever to explain, but one of her plans include getting the Swamp Hermit to kill the MC and Will. You see, in this canon the Swamp hermit killed Grady when he got turned and reveals Will’s past to the MC. Will then saves MC and kills the hermit, and after this traumatizing event it’s never talked about again?? Also, Grady’s cameo just involves his severed head so have fun with that (ToT). Will still had better chemistry with a Dead Grady than he did with HANNAH. 

Goosebumps Adventure by Stone-Man85(X): It took me too long to realize this fic plagiarized the Haunting Hour movie, and even a more embarrassing amount of time to realize Grady and Will don’t show up (even in the Fever Swamp chapter). This led to a rabbithole that decimated one of my non-GB discords, but as for the Fever Swamp chapter I did not expect that much homophobia to be thrown into my face. Also, RL Stine is a real person in this fic and dies in the first chapter.

-85/10 a plague upon the Author’s house.

- I’m not talking about the fic where a dude’s fursona has a yaoi moment with the Movie version of Will. Or the Wattpad selfship fics.