#and so people think an OC that can be 'perfect' for them- whoops I mean Pen (because he doesn't have any real depth or interest)

[dollypopup]

y'all can all cancel me (again) for this, but if there's even a SHRED of 'who should I pick?' from Penelope in season 3, I am tuning out SO fast because like. . .sorry not sorry, there IS no choice. Debling is some crusty OC suitor she barely even knows and Colin is a man who she has been so supposedly in love with to the point where she'd ruin her entire family's reputation to have a potential love story with him. Penelope and Colin have background, years of knowing each other, intimacy that few people in the Ton can boast of having (letters, conversations about purpose, fights and arguments and makeups) and her and Debling have. . .a dance or two at a ball because he's a rebound for Penelope's broken heart. he means nothing. he has no nuance, he has no weight to the story, he is such an afterthought to me. either I wanna see Penelope going 'you know what? I don't even LIKE this dude. he's. . .fine, but I don't care about him even a shred as much as I care about Colin' or the INSTANT Colin's like 'you know what? we should get married' if it's not an immediate 'say less, you're already my husband, try returning me without the receipt, Debling whomst?' then I don't want it!

like. . .it's just so frustrating to see all the 'I hope Debling sweeps her off her feet and she rejects Colin's proposal and she makes him work for it and and and-' nonsense from the fandom and it's always tagged and no matter how many times I block it, it just keeps popping up. I go into the Polin tag for POLIN. I don't give a SHIT about a male love interest other than Colin. Not one. Not a shred. Not an iota.

and also. . .Debling has the 'benefit' of not having depth, or character traits, or HISTORY, so peeps can project onto him however they want, but I'm calling it now, there is NOTHING he could do or be that would make me like him more than Colin. Colin will always hit different, and I will always love him more. and if Pen's not on that same page? lol bye

you want me to believe Penelope and Colin are soulmates and it's romance for her to hem and haw about how difficult a decision it is for her to marry a stranger who knows barely anything about her. . .

when Marina was out here dropping banger lines like 'You were the only man with which I could see myself being happy' and 'I do not care about any of these men, where is Colin?'? like hello??? and she wasn't even fully in love with him!!!! but we'll demonize her until the cows come home in our fandom and make her the villain in Polin's love story for DARING to get in between Polin, yet Debling, a white man, is a darling dear perfect prince for getting in between Polin? existing in our fandom solely so Penelope can be like 'lol, Colin ain't shit, let me entertain any and everyone else'?

if that's the direction it goes then, ten toes down and on my mama, she doesn't deserve Colin and she can move because I'm on my way to court him my damn self

and that's that on that

#you know what? lol it's been a bit since i've posted a controversial opinion #tagging it #polin #sorry not sorry i ship polin. . .so i wanna see. . .polin. . .and i'm getting damn sick and tired #of all the bullshit pen/oc pen/other dude theories and stories in the polin tag #and i don't want polin to lose screentime over a frankly bleh male oc #you can't change my mind #if i don't see at least marina's 'you've seen him with the little bridgertons!' level of squee and 'i only want to talk to colin' #levels of devotion then i don't fucking WANT IT!!!!! #yeah definitely try out the marriage market #realize that NO ONE has a good time on the marriage market #try to get over him w/ whomstever #but then be like 'i don't even LIKE this dude where's colin i miss him' about it!!!!! #because otherwise i am not here #i am asleep #and i am courting colin in your place pen #i'm coming for your man #anti debling #if debling has 100 haters i am one of them if he has 10 haters i'm one of them if he has 1 hater i am the hater if he has 0 haters i'm dead #it's incredibly obvious that 'pebling' is half rooted in a revenge storyline fueled by anger at Colin and his complexity #and half a projection of wanting Penelope to have 'choices' because she is a representation and manifestation of the fans themselves #and so people think an OC that can be 'perfect' for them- whoops I mean Pen (because he doesn't have any real depth or interest) #he's a cardboard cutout we can throw whatever you want onto #so we can make him 'perfect' instead of the much more meaningful storyline of pen and colin both being messy and loving each other more #and part of it is bitterness over Polin not being insta-love #which. . .if it was i wouldn't like them as much as i do #anyways y'all ain't slick #and it's fucking WEIRD to be in a fandom that's like 'i ship this couple but i hope she gets with ANYONE else' #maybe you. . .don't ship the couple?? #like. . .to the point of wanting her necklace to be from debling. . .and her wearing it everywhere??? WHAT??

[victheclown]

Hi hello I saw your los ocs and I would like to know more ab rouge pretty please

Hell yeah because you asked so nicely Nonnie smiley face

(under cut cuz this turned out longer than i thought whoops - Victor the Clown post writing this)

So Rogue! Aka Kneaded Eraser was created by Olly in my canon as a sort of replacement to Olivia after she decided to go against what he does . As a sort of Right Hand Man to him in a way. Rogue however decided he was better than listen to someone else so he decided to leave and commit tomfoolery on his own! Which includes fun things such as intentionally scaring people or deceiving them in some other way because it's just so much fun to him to watch people suffer through his own actions and possibly not even realize it's him

That brings us to his primary ability - to shapeshift into any existing (and also non-existing technically) person he so wants, as long as he has a general idea of what they look like. It's not perfect, but tends to fool anyone who doesn't look closely enough at first (For clarification purposes in every of my doodles my characters tend to be colour coded to a colour associated with them . That includes Rogue :o) )

There are ways to tell him apart from the original person! First, no matter who or what he shifts into, Rogue always keeps on a slightly grey-ish tint to himself (a fun idea i had because of how dirty and grey these kind of erasers tend to get with use . at least thats my experience with them lmao)

Second - fine details are his biggest weakness. There are certain things he's not able to copy at all (which boil down to certain quirks a character might have. Best example I can think of rn is a friends CoPen who changes hair and eye colour with emotion, Rogue couldn't copy that)

One of his greatest offenders in this category are eyes however. Especially for my Legion, their eyes are incredibly complicated because I enjoy over complicating things lmao. And unfortunately for Rogue it means he could never truly copy their appearance unless he somehow found out about it. The difference tends to be subtle, but it means that if someone who knows looks closely enough they can very easily tell when it's him :o)

So if you want to fool Rogue or figure out who he is, fine detail is key. Can't copy something you don't know exists after all !

That's a lot of the general stuff on Rogue. There's a ton more actually, things that are mostly exclusive to the canon of a server I'm in, as well as his connection to another character, which I might also talk about if people are curious about it hehe

#rambling #oc: kneaded eraser | rogue #pmtok #paper mario #the origami king #hes such an asshole i love him #man canonically bullied a friends copen by shifting into the person who tormented him the most #and also shifted into Robin in an AU where he canonically uhhh dies to fool Leon which is actually the one doodle up there #he truly is terrible

[mister13eyond]

I just saw the oc ask game, sooo what about 8,11 and 40 for all three of the boys!

OUUUH THANK YOU!

Uncommon OC Questions 8.) What were they told to stop/start doing most often as a child ?

Vin: Demons (and angels) don't really HAVE childhoods- they just kinda spring fully formed into existence one day- but I'd say he was most frequently scolded for zoning out/daydreaming, and would be told to pay attention/stop fidgeting!

Asphodel: Same as above, they were never necessarily a CHILD, but when they were a newly born angel, I think they got scolded for the childish habit of constantly asking why?. Being an angel is supposed to be about faith and devotion, so their curious streak was seen as questioning authority (eventually, it WAS)

Ves: Undoubtedly to stop bringing in animals from outside. I think he was the type that was constantly trying to rescue cats/dogs/injured birds, and his family did NOT need one more mouth to feed (as they could barely manage what they had) so he'd get scolded for it and told to throw them back out. He, uh, never really did get any better about that, he just collects wayward mafiosi now.

11.) How do they cope with confusion (seek clarification, pretend they understand, etc)?

Vin: Blank, head-empty stare. He does spend a SOLID chunk of his existence in a state of mild confusion (things are very strange and incomprehensible for a sheltered demon experiencing the world for the first time) so his tendency is usually to go "Huh! I have NO IDEA what that means!" [proceeds about his day unbothered]

Asphodel: Obsessive research. The moment they don't understand something they start digging into any sources they can find, hoping to assemble an answer, and this usually leads to a LOT of research, often hunting through multiple sources to try and find the most reliable. Which is a bit troublesome when it comes to more abstract, less easily researched things like feelings, opinions, personal decisions etc. Whoops....

Ves: He's the type to press someone for info- it can accidentally veer into "interrogation" territory if he's too wound up about something, but he's one to ask questions and to insist on someone explaining themselves, giving him satisfactory answers.

40.) How sensitive are they to their own flaws?

Vin: Absolutely unaware they exist in the slightest. Completely unbothered, assumes he is perfect and cute and likeable and there's nothing wrong with him ever so anyone who is being mean to him is just being rude smh. When he DOES make mistakes, he tends to see it as an unfortunate one-time thing- like "oh, I messed up, but whatever, I'll get it right next time." Pretty unflappable in his self-esteem.

Asphodel: Simultaneously deeply aware of SOME of their flaws, and completely insistent that others don't exist. Aware they're high-strung and unsociable, and sensitive about it- easily embarassed when they feel they've overreacted or been too emotional in a situation where they'd have liked to be 'logical'- but also insists they don't have a superiority complex and they ABSOLUTELY don't look down on others because they hold everyone to the same unattainable standards they hold themself to (they do, and they do)

Ves: Generally views himself as a flawed mess of a man trying his best; he's pretty remorseful about a LOT of things in his life, and he's equal parts "it's not too late for me to change" and "i'm a bullheaded old man and you can't teach an old dog new tricks." There are certain things he absolutely refuses to budge on, and others that he realizes are flaws and always tries to correct himself/catch himself in; he's generally of the opinion most people are kind of a mess in one way or another, so he's not necessarily harsh on himself or his flaws as he's also pretty tolerant of them in others, as he can be forgiving to a fault sometimes.

#my ocs #my oc #ask meme #oc meme #headcanons #oc headcanons #vin #asphodel #vesuvio #vesuvio bruciato #and they were roommates #vin and asphodel

[ataintedcure]

Gasp! What's this? You've inspired me to write my own Sans!reader fic?! How could you do this to me! In all seriousness, you've inspired me to make something really fun and I'm having a blast writing it! Do you have any tips for writing though? This is my first fic, and as excited as I am, I'm also hella nervous.

Double gasp! I did?!? Whoops! <3

Well I'm honored to inspire others to indulge in the joys of writing! I'm glad you seem to be happy doing it! And to make a sans!reader fic? Heck yeah! That was the whole point of writing my own fic - I love Sans!reader works!

Oh boy do I have tips. I'll list them below to spare others the length. Also please keep in mind that I'm no where near a professional writer - I make mistakes and I've got a lot of growing to do - so not all of my advice is going to be perfect. And my word is NOT law, if you want to write a self-indulgent fic ignoring everything on here, that's fine too! That's the joys of fanfiction!

PLAN - I mentioned it before and I'll say it again: PLAN! Not only can writing an outline be really fun, but it's a surefire way to make sure your writing doesn't peter out when you run out of immediate ideas. I know some people like to write "by the seat of their pants," but in my experience it doesn't usually work for me. With outlining, I can look forwards to chapters I'll be writing in the future and avoid feeling lost in the plot. You don't even really have to strictly follow it (scenes like Cinth eating sour cream were completely on the spot) but just get to the huge plot points you wanted to address for that chapter.

CHARACTER VOICES - Try to avoid character voices sounding the same. No, I'm not talking about uppercase and lowercase (although the UT fandom makes it sort of easier to distinguish). I'm specifically talking about how a character is written. For example, I write Black's dialogue as very articulate. He uses larger SAT words and rarely - if ever - curses. Mutt, on the other hand, is written with the least amount of words possible. If I can get him to say a ten-word sentence in just three words, I'll cut the other words out and do that. Things like that can really matter, and it gives characters that extra distinction.

MAKING AN OC (Reader/Sans in this case) - First of all, have fun with it! Make a character you genuinely like because if you don't like them, chances are other readers don't either. Second, make them relatable! Give them hardships, things to cry over, people to mourn for. Give them a goal and take it from them in the most brutal way you possibly can. It'll make it that much more meaningful when they pick themselves back up, stronger than when they first fell from grace. Not to say all characters have to 'get stronger' or anything I guess, but I'm partial to persevering characters in general (so there is some bias there, lol). Also - and I think this is most important when considering OCs in writing - don't feel like you have to figure them all out before you write. Just find the general 'feel' for your character, then work from there. I didn't know Hyacinth wouldn't be able to taste anything, or have so much apprehension about eating food, until I wrote it out and thought: "huh, that works actually." Sometimes characters just write themselves, all you have to do as the author is keep track and make sure they stay in-character.

AVOID MARY SUES - I'm sure this has been repeated to you ad-nausea, but give your character flaws. I don't really mean 'quirky' ones like weird phobias or agnosia, either. I mean something that shapes who your character is, and will be the deciding factor to their eventual demise or salvation. Something to overcome. I'm also not saying they have to be obvious flaws like Hyacinth's bad attitude. A flaw may not always be obvious; most good ones aren't. You could have an ambitious character with a strong drive to help others, but they tend to forget about taking care of themselves. You could have a super smart character who desires to change the world for the better, but tends to forget about the human factor. You could have a loyal character who would do anything for [insert person here], including terrible things like murder. You could have a character with a heart of gold, but doesn't know how to talk to people without looking like an asshole. Literally there's tons of ways you could swing a character's inner torment, you just have to find one you like!

MOST IMPORTANTLY, HAVE FUN - Yeah I know I sound like a third-grade teacher trying to give a pep talk to her students, but hear me out. Fanfiction owes no one. You're not mandated to be an all-star writer, and readers aren't mandated to give feedback (kudos/comments/etc). No one owes anything to anyone in this space. Write for yourself, because you are the only one who truly matters in this exchange. You are the only one you have to please. Readers are nice, sure. Dedicated readers are amazing, yeah. But if you don't make yourself happy doing this, it doesn't really matter what others think. Do this for you, not for anyone else. Even if that means writing stupid self-indulgent cringe that only you like; because it exists for you. It's a fun hobby first and foremost, and the minute you start thinking of it as a transaction, you're no longer making yourself happy. Believe it or not that can actually reflect in your writing quality as well, so it's bad on both fronts.

Those are just a few things off the top of my head- if you have any other questions feel free to DM me if you'd like!

Hope that helps! I'm excited to see where your story goes :D

#Cure speaks #asks #Gee that was long #so much to say but so little time #hope that makes sense #my thoughts are so cluttered

[struckbyelectriclove]

🌿🍁🌻, 💫🌠

Kit-Kat please I miss your baby so much👀👉🏽👈🏽

(aksjfndkdwtysm witchy,,,, sorry this took so long but it’s under the cut bc it is. long. hope u enjoy)

🌿 What way does your OC show that they care without using words? What way do others show your OC that they’re cared about without using speech?

kats a very affectionate person so this is perfect for her jdndnd!!! when she’s not giving you very blunt and very sudden verbal affection, she’s probably holding ur hands or bumping her forehead with ur shoulder (if you’re taller than her tho. if not she’ll just bonk into you with her body lmao!!) she likes to sit with you when you’re having a hard time to show she cares? she won’t say anything, she tends to muddle her words when giving advice if she’s not thinking about it for a while, but she’ll listen to you. she’ll sit and listen and be attentive, but this is only really if you’re close to her, of course. she only gives you her full and undivided (for the most part, though she tries to give full for the entire time) attention if you’re very close with her.

for others showing they care about her,,,, she tends to space out a lot? even while she’s talking? so if you’re being patient with her then she already loves you. on the same vein as spacing out, she tends to dissociate when she’s depressed and/or exhausted, so she likes when her friends quietly sit with her and let her do her thing? she likes it when they hold her hand while she blanks out of reality for a bit. it’s like they’re in the space with her.

🍁 Where does your OC go when they need to have some time to themself? Would they ever have their own “comfort corner” filled with all the things they like? Do they have a favourite spot outside that feels like its theirs and theirs alone?

kat has a few places!! when she just needs to get away and relax, she goes to a little secret nook in the library that only she seems to know about, and it’s filled with pillows and blankets and cushions and such, so she likes to lay there and just decompress and read or nap or whatever! she often loses track of time when she’s in there and can sometimes be there for a whole day before she remembers that she’s hungry and she needs to eat. suddenly it’s 2 am. whoops?

one of the other place she likes to go is only when she’s angry and can’t hold it in anymore, and that’s the shrieking shack. she can destroy everything in there, with no consequence. it’s not the healthiest coping mechanism, especially since she punches walls and kicks chairs, so her hands are always bloody and her toes are always at least somewhat broken afterwards. she often stays overnight, tho not by choice since she’s too exhausted to make her way back to the castle. it’s frigid in there and she also often wakes up in the middle of the night shivering, and that’s when she decides to head back.

🌻 What little things do they notice about people or the world around them that make them happy? What tiny little treasures do they find in the normal every day that makes the world seem a little brighter for them?

surprisingly, kat is very perceptive! she picks up on little movements and emotions, but she doesn’t quite know what to do with them all, so she tends to file them away for later, either to think about or to puzzle out. some things she remembers, whether she’s figured out what they mean or not: the way that the corners of rowan’s eyes crinkle when they smile. the way that ben bites the inside of his cheek to keep himself from laughing in the library at one of tonks’ whispered jokes. the way that penny’s eyes gleam when she’s finally figured out the proper method to brewing an advanced potion. she takes all these and files them away to think about later!! she doesn’t tend to have many little treasures, but the ones she does have she keeps out of everyone’s reach and close to her chest. absolutely no one is touching the old, lens-popped-out pair of glasses rowan gave her when they got their new ones. no one is going to lay a single finger on the first weasley sweater she got from molly weasley. those are her treasures and hers alone.

💫What is your favourite fact about this character and why?

like stated above, kat is surprisingly perceptive!!! she knows what’s going on, but she doesn’t know how to parse together some parts. often the most important ones lmao. she knows that merula’s ears and cheeks darken around her, but she hasn’t quite figured out why yet. she just can’t fathom anyone having a crush on her, and will cycle through a thousand reasons before she even considers “hey she might like me”. high intelligence low wisdom baby

🌠 On a scale of 1 - 10 how Baby is your OC? BONUS when asking this question rate the OC yourself as see if the reply matches up!!

i’m not sure what the bonus part of the question means but! kat is definitely a 6-7 on the baby scale, at least in the early years. she was so small and cute and anxious and she grew up to be tall and cute and slightly-less anxious. she really tries her hardest to be optimistic and see the best in people, though it sometimes gets her hurt because she gives undue second or even third chances. she just. really, really wants to be loved by everyone bc she desperately craves any kind of affection and its lead her to some bad life and general health decisions. but regardless! kat is on the babier end of the spectrum and i love her so much.

#ty for the asks i get to explore my baby some more #some angst slipped in i’m sorry abt that fjdndn #this was supposed to be fluffy :/ #witchy-push #ty homie for sending! #ekaterina solokov #asks #headcanons

[dream-a-little-bigger-x]

Chapter 13 -- Perfect Harmony | Charlie Gillespie

Summary: Emily Fox is a talented 17-year-old with a passion for all things music. Her dream is to become a successful singer-songwriter one day. But to achieve that dream, she needs to get into one of the most prestigious music schools in her district – it’s all been part of her plan since she was six. Sadly enough, those schools cost a ton of money that her parents don’t want to invest. They don’t even want her to pursue her dream. So, now Emily’s hustling, working at the music store to save up to get into college. That’s until she meets Charlie, an annoying seventeen-year-old boy with the same dream as her. The only difference is, he’s just doing it. He doesn’t need a fancy college to pursue his dream to become famous with his band. He just writes his songs and books small gigs here, there and everywhere. Will meeting Charlie defer her from her dream college, or will he actually help her achieve the dream?

Pairing: Charlie Gillespie x OC (Emily Fox)

Warnings: mentions of death, sexual assault

Important note: the characters of Charlie, Owen, Jeremy and Madison are based on the characters they play on the show and i do not own their names, only OC are mine. The songs aren’t mine either, they’re all from the show except for one.

Chapter thirteen 

~|Emily Fox|~

“Good morning, party girl!” Uncle Mitch shouts a little too loudly on a Sunday morning. “You look rough.” I sit down at the kitchen table on the opposite of him. “Gee thanks,” I rub my face harshly, then rest my head on my hand with my eyes shut. “You got in late last night. Didn’t think you’d stick around at a Brianna Holly party for so long. It surprised me you went in the first place, but you know, you do you.” My eyes shoot open at the reminder of last night. Jake’s eyes. Jake’s hands. On me. Jake’s lips. On me. “I shouldn’t have gone,” I tell him honestly which only earns me a worried look. “I mean, it was fun teasing Brianna a little and standing up for myself and playing a song with the boys but then Jake…” I trail off, not wanting to talk about it but Mitch and I are all about the open-book-policy. Talk about anything and everything with each other even if it might worry the other. Better to share the load than take all of it on one’s shoulders. “What did he do?” Uncle Mitch’s voice sounds darker, heavier. Almost villainous. “He was talking about how great we used to be and that he wanted it back, I think? I don’t really remember what we’d talked about, all I know for sure is that he’d tried to kiss me. The boys had to literally tear him off me.” Mitch’s eyes are intense, but at least he’s not trying to go and murder Jake. “We left pretty much straight after that and the boys took me to the Music Store. We stayed there, talking, pretty much all night.” I smile at the memory because even though what preceded that beautiful moment was literally the worst thing, it’s still a moment to cherish forever. “I’m glad those boys were there to help you out. They sound like great friends.” I smile a little and nod determinedly. “Wish I could hear you guys play.” “We’re having band practice later tonight, if you want to come and li—” I can’t even finish my sentence, because Mitch has already gotten up excitedly, dancing around the kitchen – though I wouldn’t call that dancing – and running up to me to hug me tightly. “But first!” He lifts a finger in the air. “Let’s grab all the snacks and watch some movies!” I nod excitedly and get up to gather up some snacks. With hot cocoas and all the chocolate in the world, we settle onto the sofa with blankets wrapped around us and Disney+ open to pick a movie since today is Disney day. We alternate between Disney+ and Netflix, one week Disney, the other non-Disney. “Can we watch Aladdin?” I suggest, mainly because it reminds me of mine and Charlie’s moment on the balcony, unbeknownst to my uncle. It’s been a little while since we’d made out on the balcony. Might have to suggest it soon. Mama needs her sugar. “Your uncle Bobby loved that movie,” Mitch comments as he presses play, “Do you remember you two singing A Whole New World together when you were really young, and he gave you a bath?” I nod my head at the far, but beautiful, memory. “That first weekend I came to stay at this house?” Mitch nods his head, “Yeah, I used to make a Sultan out of Bobby with the bubbles.” Uncle Mitch laughs at the memory. “The bathroom was such a mess after that!” I can’t help but laugh at the desperation in Mitch’s voice. “But you two were the cutest duetters alive. I loved having you around when you were really young too, you know? Still so innocent, not knowing how big and bad the world was. It made me forget about the big, bad world too.” I smile at him and rest my head on his shoulder. I don’t know what I’d do without Uncle Mitch. Live on a street, I guess? Probably? He might not be family by blood, but he sure does feel like it. I never knew anyone being with Uncle Bobby than Mitch. They were my one true pairing. I wanted someone to love me the same way they loved – and still love – each other. Their bond is unbreakable.

“Ready to go, Mitchy?” I ask when we’re both changed out of our pajama’s after dinner, ready to head to Jeremy’s garage for band practice. It’s the first time we’ll be rehearsing in his garage, but I’m excited to find out where Sunset Curve previously used to rehearse. Pre me. “Yes! I am ready to partaaaay!” I roll my eyes at him, an amused smile on my face. “Behave though? Don’t go and embarrass me on the first day meeting them, okay?” “Yes, mom.” Mitch can be such a child, but I love that about him. “Boys?” I knock on the wooden door that’s ajar. There’s some rummaging inside, but nothing else. I push it open to find all three boys inside already. Charlie’s sorting through his loose songbook papers, Jeremy is tuning his bass, and Owen just sitting on the couch, playing around with his drumsticks. “Hey! I brought my uncle; I hope you don’t mind?” “Oh, not at all!” Jeremy says, and gets up from his spot on the armchair. “Hey, I’m Jeremy,” he introduces himself with a smile, reaching his hand for my uncle to shake, which he does. My uncle has this look on his face that I recognize as his gaydar. He literally scans people to find out their sexuality. His gaydar is very accurate. “Mitch, nice to meet you.” Owen gets up next, shaking my uncle’s hand too. “I’m Owen, the drummer,” he shows the sticks in his hand. “I see,” Mitch replies with a smile, and then comes Charlie. “Hey, I’m Charlie, I’m—” he points at me, and I know what he’s going to say, but I can’t have him tell my uncle about us yet. “The lead singer!” I chime in and give him a knowing look. “Right, yeah, the lead singer,” Charlie looks kind of hurt, and it breaks my heart in two as well. Just an us-thing, for now. Then it can be an everyone-thing. I hope he understands. “Nice to meet you, guys!” Mitch then leans closer to me, “And which one of the two cute semi-straight boys is the Cutie from the Music Store?” he whispers with Charlie just a few feet away. His head turns slightly and his mouth curls upwards. He heard Mitch. “Semi-straight?” I ask for an explanation. “Jeremy is questionable.” “Right…” I trail off, still whispering, “Let’s get to work, guys,” I speak up now, so the band knows I’m talking to them. Uncle Mitch looks a little hurt at me ignoring his question, though I’m pretty sure he knows it’s Charlie. “What song first?” Charlie queries while my uncle takes a seat on the couch and we get ready. “Why don’t we let the guest choose?” Jeremy suggests, pointing at my uncle. “Me?” I nod my head, encouraging him. I’d told them all the songs we’d made or already sang together. Which are three, four if you count This Band Is Back. “I really liked Perfect Harmony when Ems showed it to me the other day.” Charlie and I exchange a glance, a shy smile plastered on his face, and I’m pretty sure mine mirrors his. He goes to grab his acoustic guitar for this one. “Perfect Harmony it is, then!” Owen says and counts us in. Where Charlie and I imagined the soft beat and melody, that’s where Owen and Jeremy come in with the drums and bass. We’d only practiced this one a couple of times before. It still has the same, electric vibe it did when Charlie and I sang it alone. I still feel the same sparks, the same tingles rushing over my body. “I feel your rhythm in my heart, yeah,” I sing without taking my eyes off of him. “You are my brightest, burning star, woah-woah” “I never knew a love so real” “So real,” he echoes. “We're heaven on earth, melody and words When we are together we're In perfect harmony Woah, woah Perfect harmony Woah, woah Perfect harmony” I glance at Uncle Mitch. He’s staring at us with so much pride and intensity. When he catches my glance, he mouths “Cutie from the Music Store”, which makes me smile like an idiot. He knows. “We say we're friends We play pretend You're more to me We create a perfect harmony” Uncle Mitch gets up off his seat, clapping and whooping like an intense fan. “My favorite song ever! So beautiful!” he shouts in between cheers. We play Now or Never, and, upon Jeremy’s request, This Band is Back before calling in a break. “I need a wee,” I say and patter towards the bathroom in the back. When I’m about to head back inside, I hear the boys playing a song I haven’t heard before. Or at least I don’t think I have. It intrigues me even more when I hear Mitch’s voice through the microphone. “Let me introduce myself We got some time to kill Consider me the pearly gates to your new favorite thrills We could go make history or you could rest in peace But here there ain't no misery Cause on the other side we live like kings” I find the boys in their regular spots, Uncle Mitch probably having told them what chord to play in or something. Either that or they’re just playing around, and Mitch’s song just matches. “Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do? Let your body loose, let your body loose Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do? Show you a thing or two 'Cause you ain't seen nothing” That’s when I recognize the song. It’s the one Uncle Bobby wrote for a Halloween musical at his school once. It was the villain song of the whole story and stuck in all our heads for months. I still know the words, and thus decide to sing along with my uncle, much to the boys’ surprise. “Life is good on the other side of Hollywood Life is good on the other side of Hollywood So welcome to the brotherhood Where you won't be misunderstood Life is good on the other side of Hollywood” I get behind the keyboard and play a couple of notes, leaving the verse for my uncle. “Everything has got a price but happiness is free Just so happens, you're in luck We've got a vacancy We can set the night on fire and break out of the scene Your soul print on the walk of fame On the boulevard of your wildest dreams” I now grab a mic too, properly wanting to join in now. “Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do boys? Let your body loose, let your body loose Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do boys? It ain't bragging if it's true Now you ain't seen nothing” I walk up to Jeremy whilst I sing along to the chorus and Jeremy’s shredding the bass. “Life is good on the other side of Hollywood Life is good on the other side of Hollywood” I walk over to the drumkit and jam out for a moment with Owen. “So welcome to the brotherhood Where you won't be misunderstood Life is good on the other side of Hollywood” I then move to Charlie while my uncle gets to the bridge. The boys stop playing and clap along with me. “The rain don't blind the rising souls They got too much to see I got your glamour, got your gold Got all you'll ever need Let me hear you now!” The boys have somehow remembered the lyrics my uncle just sang, and sing them with me now. “The rain don't blind the rising souls They got too much to see” “Yeah,” Mitch goes for a high note, chilling my spine. “I got your glamour, got your gold Got all you'll ever need,” the four of us continue. “Yeah,” Another high note from Mitch. The boys now pick up their instruments again. “I said watch me make a move, watch me make a move boys” “Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?” the boys and I echo. “I said watch me make a move, no, I don't disappoint” “Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?” “Watch me make a move I'm ya number one choice” “Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?” “Watch me make a move Come one and give me that noise” The boys take a break. “A tomb with a view Ain't it something?” And pick it back up with a bit of bass before all three of them join in again, and even join me into singing the backing vocals for my uncle. “Life is good on the other side of Hollywood Life is good on the other side of Hollywood So welcome to the brotherhood Where you won't be misunderstood Life is good on the other side of Hollywood So welcome to the brotherhood Where you won't be misunderstood Life is good on the other side of Hollywood” Charlie and Jeremy stop playing and leave Owen a little drum solo.

“Ain't it the best? Long live the dead!” Mitch shouts out dramatically, and then Owen goes off again on his drums. “I thought your Uncle Robert was the musically talented one?” Charlie asks with an impressed smile on his face. “How do you think we met? It was musical night in our favorite bar, and we sang a song together. That first scene in High School Musical?” The boys nod, knowing what he’s talking about, “It’s based on our story… Just straight.” The boys laugh light-heartedly at his story. “That’s not true,” I whisper, making them laugh even more. “That was a fun song though! How did you know it?” Jeremy asks me. “Uncle Bobby wrote it. He is – was – the music teacher at this high school and he wanted a cool villain song for the villain in his Halloween musical, so he wrote himself one. The song used to be stuck in our heads for months on end. It surprised me I still knew it.” “The boys were playing around with their instruments and it reminded me of Bobby’s song,” Mitch tells me, “I couldn’t help but chime in and start singing.” He wraps an arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer to him. “It’s such a tune,” I say with a smile, “I think Bobby would’ve liked us singing it together.” “I think so too,” says Mitch and he presses a kiss to my hair. “Let’s get home now, yeah? Give your boyfriend a kiss and we’re off.” Charlie and I freeze, neither of us expecting Uncle Mitch to know about this since I never told him. “Oh, come on. You could not sing Perfect Harmony without staring at each other like that heart eyes emoji-thingy. I don’t only have amazing gaydar, I also have amazing love-dar.” He winks at me as I shake my head in disbelieve, but I can’t help the smile either. My uncle knows me well. “See you tomorrow, guys,” I say with the most awkward wave. I mean, I’m not going to kiss Charlie in front of my uncle. Especially when he specifically told me to do so. That’s just weird. Uncle Mitch gives me a look, which I shoot back. He then rolls his eyes. “I’ll meet you outside. Say goodbye properly.” He leaves the garage, and then it’s the four of us. Neither Charlie nor I move, still unsure of the public displays of affection in front of the boys. “Seriously?” Jeremy groans before leaving the garage with Owen. They’ll be able to entertain my uncle for a while. I don’t even know why it’s so hard for me to show PDA. It never used to be this way with Jake. But maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe us taking it slowly and not showing us off too much is healthy for us. “I’ll see you at the store tomorrow?” I ask whilst the two of us slowly walk up to each other, inching closer and closer by the second. “Definitely,” he replies with a smile. Once we’re inches away, he grabs my hands in his. “Isn’t your uncle going to be annoyed you didn’t tell him sooner?” I shrug. “I don’t think so. He knows how private I am about relationships. And besides, you heard him, he’s got amazing love-dar.” Charlie’s laughter intertwines with mine. “I think he knew before today already too. He’s all-knowing.” “As long as he doesn’t know about our sneaky dates on your balcony, I think we might be fine.” I chuckle at that comment, and then both of us fall silent. “He probably knows this’ll happen though.” The words come out just above a whisper as he inches closer and dips down. His lips meet mine in a sweet, somewhat long-lasting kiss. “I’m pretty sure they’re eavesdropping, though,” I say when we pull away. “No, we’re not!” Jeremy shouts from the other side of the door. “Yeah, definitely,” says Charlie, and he lets go of one hand, intertwining the fingers of his other hand with the one he’s still holding. He leads me out the door and then lets go of that hand too. “She’s all yours, Mitch,” he tells my uncle, and reaches out the hand he’d just held mine with for a handshake. “Hey!” I shout, “I’m no property!” Both Charlie and Mitch raise their hands in defense. “Yes, girl! Tell ‘em!” Owen preaches, holding his hand up and I slap mine on it in a high five. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” I kiss Charlie’s cheek quickly and then leave the boys with Uncle Mitch. “They’re really nice boys, Muffin. I’m glad you’ve found them.” I smile at that. “Me too, Mitchy, me too.”

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[genderfluid-chameleon]

ALSO #7 , #8 and #11 for Atom and Brim lol (probably should have just grouped these together OOPS)

Ask me about my OCs

#7: How would you describe your oc’s voice? Do they have an accent? Do you have any voice claims for them?

Oh man. Brim definitely has a young bubbly peppy voice. When I play them I’m just a tiny bit above my usual with a reasonable amount of extra energy. (I maybe even would call their voice childish, they just put their faith in everyone and it shows.)

Atom has.... ooof. I haven’t thought of this. Probably an average deepness for a cis guy, and a Northwestern accent because that’s what I am and that’s the setting. Atom is an interesting mix of extremely confident and extremely filled with anxiety (kinda like myself, whoops) so there are times that he can sound pretty condescending and times where his voice pitches because “wait this could be really bad let’s NOT.” When he’s really nervous he might stutter or repeat words too. It’s a text game but I’m definitely going to be saying things out loud a lot to get what I’m going for.

#8: Is your oc more likely to follow instructions exactly, throw them out and figure it out on their own, or make it all up? What are the results like?

Brim is someone who follows orders. They know they aren’t the smartest in the room, and they’ll trust others when they’re told to do something. HOWEVER. If it feels like they should be helping more, or elsewhere, they have been known to disobey orders to get back in the fight. On top of that, they are TERRIBLE at lying when it feels morally wrong, so sometimes if they’ve been told to lie they will give away some of not all of the information at their disposal. For lying they take the letter of the law and not the meaning behind it. (Shoutout to Brimstone trying to explain how tieflings age without admitting that the human “child” these deep gnomes adopted was ALSO that way, and an adult who can make her own decisions.)

As for Atom... it really has yet to be seen. I think he definitely knows how to take orders, and in a fight he might be more likely to follow them. But also he’s a rebellious 20-year-old who’s finally stepped out of his dad’s shadow. On top of that if you’re asking him to do something that he finds anxiety-inducing or terrifying... it’s going to be an uphill battle. Atom will probably eventually do the thing, but not without pushing.

... I just realized I don’t think this is what the question meant so two for the price of one!

Brim tries their best with instructions and steps but the big thembo probably misses something important and has to ask for help.

Than will follow the instructions of something until he’s like “pshh I can do this part better this way” and it usually works out well for him. Because if he’s confident he knows better than the instructions through his anxiety, he probably knows better!

#11: How competitive is your oc? Is every little task something that they can win, or are they just in competitions for the fun of it? Is there anyone they’re most competitive with?

Brimstone can get a little competitive if it feels someone’s taking over their “spot” in the team. Because of this, our temporary PC Eris made Brim feel like they had to be perfect, because she was a fellow Aasimar who could do the fighting well. Otherwise though... I really think they’re not really worried about it. Their confidence holds them up. Besides, why be competitive when you can be leading people through team building exercises?!?? ESPECIALLY this team which sorely needs it.

I don’t think Than is very competitive. Depending on how he’s feeling, either he’s pretty confident already or he’s nervous and feels like he’d lose. So like why bother either way right? However similar to Brim I think someone taking over his “thing” is going to make him pretty uncomfortable, probably leading to him trying to “show his worth.”

#ghosttmachine #ask game #brimstone energy #Than ‘Atom’ ‘Thanatos’ Ambrose #OC Time #god this is so fun #feel free to send in more #I’m FEELING IT today

[thekitteninlove]

Part 3 is turning out to be longer than i expected it to be, so i'll split it in two. Dean will punish his gf for doing something naughty to him in public by teasing her mercilessly and putting her in a leash.

Characters: Dean Tweedle x OC, Dalim (he makes an appearance, but this won't be a threesome!)

Rating: R 16+ (there are no explicit sex scenes in this part, but it's a bit kinky, so... this is the rating i'd give. the next part will definitely be R 18 +)

Title: Teacher's pet, part 3.1

We’ve been dating for a month now, but we went only on a few dates until now. Actually, it’s been a while, maybe a week, since our last date. I didn’t ask him why. I figured he was busy, but… he really didn’t have time for even a little date last week? What if… I did something wrong? What if he doesn’t like me anymore? Did I disappoint him? I tend to worry too much and overthink everything, so maybe he really is that busy. I would ask him out, but I don’t want to bother him. Maybe he needs his free time to rest. I don’t want to stress him more than he already is and be a burden for him. I’d go and talk to him, but there’s nothing in particular I want to talk about. I sighed. I wish we could spend more time together and talk more. Doesn’t he want to talk to me? Ugh, stop overthinking it.

I was watching Dean give a lecture on the history of Cradle and noting down the important parts. I liked to hear him talk. He could talk about anything and I would listen. I prefer to just listen. Now he was asking for someone to come show him where the revolution from 163 years ago took place. I raised my hand, so he asked me to come to the front of the class. I want to impress my lover. I got up from my chair and began to walk towards him. I first need to get the pointer from him. Although, if you ask me, it looks more like a sex toy than I pointer, but I’m not going to tell him that. I was reaching out towards it when I tripped over something and fell down. Damn, i can be so clumsy sometimes. When I fell I automatically tried to grab on to something and my hand was still there. I heard some of my classmates say ‘ooh’. Wait, don’t tell me I… oh no, I accidentally put my hand on his crotch. Fuck! I heard a sigh from above. I gathered my courage and looked up at him. He was frowning at me.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he said in a stern voice “Touching me like this in front of so many people… you’re so shameless” He smacked my hand away with his ‘pointer’.

Whoops. I felt myself blush as I got up. I still need to do what I was asked to do, so I took the pointer from him and showed where the revolution occurred.

“Good, but you still need to come to my office after classes to get your punishment, you clumsy girl” he said and then added “Also, watch your step on your way back. I don’t want you to ‘accidentally’ touch another student’s private parts”

Oof, so much for impressing him. The way he said that makes it sound like I purposefully did that. This is certainly not what I intended to do. I wonder what kind of punishment he’ll give me. I just need to wait and see. When I got back to my desk my friend whispered “Wow, you’re so assertive, shamelessly flirting with him in front of the class”

“I didn’t do it intentionally” Dammit, why do they think I did it on purpose!?

“Uh-huh”

Ugh, she’s so skeptical. I didn’t mean to touch it. It was a mistake. But I guess this means that I’ll get to spend more time with him, so it’s not so bad.

After classes, I went to Dean’s office. There he was waiting for me at his desk.

“I’ve been thinking about what punishment I should give you and I found just the right one.” He wore that smile he usually had when punishing people. It made me tense. He opened his drawer and took out something from it. Is that… a vibrator? “Put this on. It can be controlled remotely, so I will tease you mercilessly with it”

Huh? So this is my punishment? I was worried for nothing. I think I’m getting used to his teasing, so I should be fine. Some teasing won’t scare me. However, after I put it on he said something unexpected.

“Well, then, let’s go on a date. It’s been a while since we last had one” Although he was annoyed at me a few hours ago, when I did that mistake, now he seemed to be in a good mood. I guess it’s because he likes punishing people. “I’ll kill two birds with one stone and punish you during our date”

“Wait, what!? I thought you were going to tease me here, not in front of other people” I’m starting to worry. What if… I’ll embarrass myself in front of them?

He frowned at me. “You can’t refuse your punishment. This is what you get for doing perverted things to me in front of the whole class. You know I’m not particularly fond of PDA.”

“But, i…” I tried to protest, but he cut me off

“No buts” he said as he went to the drawer and took out a collar and a leash. “I’ll drag you outside if I have to.” He said as he put the collar around my neck, then he pulled me towards the door with the leash. “You need to accept your punishment”

“W-wait, the other teachers… they might misunderstand. I know you care about your reputation, don’t you?”

“Oh, if they do that I can just threat-, no, I mean convince them that I’m an excellent teacher that does nothing wrong” he said in a calm voice

Threaten!? I’m pretty sure he meant to say that he’d threaten them. I didn’t expect this from him. At first, I thought he was the perfect teacher, then I found out that he also tended to be mischievous sometimes and now I discover that… that he can be a bit dangerous too!

He put the remote controller in his pocket, gripped the leash and dragged me out the door with him. He walked down the corridor with me in a leash as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Thank goodness I only saw a few people until we reached the exit. The students either went home or were in the middle of a lecture. “Uh… you don’t have to keep me on a leash, I won’t run away” I was trying to get him to take this off of me. I didn’t want to be seen by someone I know like this.

He stopped and pulled me closer to him by the leash. “You seemed to be a model student, but it looks like you still need to be disciplined” He said smiling. “You’re being unexpectedly naughty and I need to tame you, my pet. So, no, I won’t take it off.”

Now that I think about it, being put in a leash and manhandled by Dean is actually… turning me on, but that’s because I know this is just role play. I pretend to be the pet and he pretends to be my master, but in reality we’re equals.

“How about we go to that playboy’s tavern? I don’t like him, but as much as I hate to admit this, the food over there is to my taste.” He suggested

“Alright” I was fine with going anywhere as long as I was with him and it seemed like staying inside, where there are no people wasn’t on the list of choices. I just hope we won’t meet anyone I know.

“Good, I’ll get to tease you to my hearts content. I have a feeling this date will be really fun” he said as his hand reached into his pocket and used the remote controller to turn on the vibrator.

Oh, no, this is bad. I felt it start to vibrate. He’ll tease me like this all day long. I just hope I’ll hold out. He kept turning it on and off and glancing at me to see how I was reacting to his teasing until we arrived at the pub. He seemed to be enjoying himself, whereas I had to pretend that what he was doing to me wasn’t making me want to moan with delight. Some people gave me some strange looks because I was trying, but sometimes failing to stifle the moans. It was hard to come up with excuses as to why I was making those strange sounds. Dean was pretending that he didn’t know what was going on. Dammit.

We were welcomed by Dum, who seemed shocked to see Dean dragging me by the leash.

“Oh, no, you poor girl. What has this brute done to you?” he asked while frowning at Dean

It was so embarrassing to be seen like this by someone I knew. I’m pretty sure my cheeks were red.

“This is her punishment for doing dirty things to me in front of other people.” Dean answered in my stead

Wait, no, he’ll misunderstand. Before I had the chance to explain myself, Dum said “Dirty things?” he smirked at me. “I didn’t know you were such a naughty girl. What did you do, princess?”

“I… I just tripped and accidentally touched his, uh… private parts”

“Accidentally, huh?” He came closer to me and tipped up my head with his fingers “Will you also accidentally touch mine too?”

“What?”

“You can go on ahead and do that. I won’t punish you like this sadistic brute did.”

I saw Dean grab him by the collar and drag him away from me. “Don’t put your filthy hands on her, you scumbag. She’s mine” He looked irritated

Huh? Is he… jealous? Knowing that he wants me all to himself fills me with joy. This means he really loves me.

Dum looked surprised, which was to be expected since we didn’t tell anyone, except my best friend, about our relationship. “Yours!? Since when…?” He turned his gaze towards me “Princess, did he threaten you to be his?” He looked like he was trying to comprehend the situation

“No, it wasn’t like that at all.” I said trying to clear the misunderstanding. I knew they didn’t get along well, so they saw each other in a very bad light. “I love him, so… this is what I wanted”

“You wanted to be put in a leash?” Dum asked me. He was probably trying to tease me, like always.

“No, I meant I wanted to go on a date.”

“With this demon? Princess, if you want to go on a date with someone, then I’d be a much better choice”

“No, you definitely aren’t.” Dean said. “You’re a playboy who likes to play with girls’ hearts, so they always get hurt in the end. I’m a much better choice than a loser like you”

“I’d never put her in a leash. I’d treat her like a princess”

If I don’t do something they’ll continue to fight for who knows how much longer. “Hey, stop fighting. He did this to punish me for a mistake I did. I’m fine with it. Dean, let’s order something and go sit at a table.”

“Oh, right. We shouldn’t waste our time with this boorish man.” He turned towards me and said “You can order whatever you want, I’ll pay for it”

“Thanks, Dean”

After we placed our orders we went to sit at a table. The people around us were giving us strange looks. Probably because he was holding my leash.

To be continued. The next part is coming out soon.

#ikerev #ikemen revolution #ikerev dean #dean tweedle #fanfic #ikerev dum #ikerev dalim #dalim tweedle

[onthevirgeofdestruction]

35 Q’s for Fanfic Writers

From this post

I’m having a shitty, rude alter-y, crap night so I’m just going to answer all of these to distract myself and focus and to not bother anybody just making my own post and putting it under the cut btw, notice to anyone not aware: since I’m moving I won’t likely be updating anything until I’m done doing so.

1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing?  (No downplaying yourself!) 3/5? Could use more editing and description and can be weirdly paced.

2. Why do you write fanfiction? Because it’s better than focusing on pain 24/7. 

3. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works? I don’t seem to have a specific narrative voice that people recognize but I’m pretty proud of mostly organic dialogue. 

4. Are there any writers that inspire you? as a rule i never look up to anybody for inspiration but there’s some stuff in my ao3 bookmarks I fawn over.

5. What’s the fic you’re most proud of? Right now, none of them. It changes normally, anyway. If get too proud then I’d get my ass kicked by RSD if someone didn’t like it so it’s safer this way

6. What element of writing do you find comes easily? Dialogue. 

7. What element of writing do you struggle with most? Organic description, poetic language kind of stuff. I can paint a scene but I’m not so great with bring out out a feeling with description alone.

8. Which character(s) do you find easiest to write? Janus and Virgil are probably tied. They both have things I struggle with but I don’t have to go back and do much adjusting of language and tone with them. Though admittedly my Virgil is signifigantly more foul-mouthed than canon and I tend to prefer pre-AA feral asshole Virgil.

9. Which character(s) do you find most difficult to write? Patton. I write him the least, so people can probably tell. I love Patton, I really do, but it’s so hard to keep away from fanon Patton. 

10. What’s your favorite genre to write for? Angst w/ H/C obviously. Or if you’re talking about regular book genres, Fantasy. I fucking love fantasy world building.

11. Who or what do you find yourself writing about most? Trauma. I blame Daeram. As if Ayri isn’t a giant Angst Demon.

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about. Slopes. I’m really into it. I’ve got three one shots running right now. Patrons can read the first part of the unnamed cat remus one, there’s also a coffeeshop au tropey nonsense one like eglantine & lycoris, but Slopes is addiction angst. Mmmmm. Virgil is addicted to coke and alcohol and will listening to his friends even be in time? Who knows, especially not me, but there’s already over 30k. 

13. First fandom you ever wrote for? InuYasha. Or was it Harry Potter? Or shit, The Blue Sword? Fuck, I’ve been writing for a long time, I really have no idea.

14. What’s your favorite fandom to write for? Sanders Sides. The characters are the perfect dynamic for writing since they exist in balance of each other and the popular, easy to project on archetypes featured are incredibly fun to do basically any scenario with.

15. What’s the weirdest fandom you’ve ever written for? Weird storywise? Kingdom Hearts? I can’t even follow the plot anymore. Weird Fandomwise? Sanders Sides. Its simultainiously the fluffiest and angstiest nonsense at the same time.

16. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)? Vampires. Gay ones. Gay Vampires. I also love calm tol and angy smol.

17. A trope you’ll never, ever write for. Any tropes that normalize incredibly toxic behaviour or tropes that are inherantly ableist, but I can’t think of any.

18. Wildest fic you’ve ever written? Incorrigible continues to be complete nonsense.

19. Do you prefer canon-compliant, AUs, or something in-between? AUs. I mean closest I even have is canon-divergence other than a single short.

20. Gen fic or shippy stuff? I like it when there is gay nonsense along with a plot that is treated as more important than the relationship the most. But I like both. There’s more shippy stuff in tss so i read more shipping action by default.

21. Favorite pairing to write for? (platonic or romantic!) Anxceit/Sleepxiety, but in general, give me darksides or give me death/j

22. Do you listen to anything while you write? Almost everything I write has a special playlist I listen to to help me write it, but otherwise I listen to my Nyan playlist, an alter is picking the tunes, or a voidfam playlist. I never have music off. When my internet is down I just listen to the songs I own or Anxiety’s theme on loop.

23. Do you prefer prompts and challenges, or completely independent ideas? I’m fine with all of them. I love working with prompts but I tend to deviate. And I’ve never done a challenge since I can’t do deadlines and bad things happen bingo never sent me a card and I applied three times.

24. One-shots or multi-chaptered works? I am generally multi-chaptered stuff, but I’ve been working on a few one-shots lately that are much longer than most one shots.

25. Have you ever daydreamed about side adventures/spin-offs from your fic? Tell us about them! I was originally thinking of doing some little 13-year-old Dreaming!Roman (y’know, the one with a job) shorts but it turns out I just had an alter of that little bastard and that’s why I inexplicably know more about him then I ever even considered. I still might do them after Dreaming is done. But that’s paced so slowly who knows when that might happen. Otherwise I put stuff in my notes and just do shorts of it if I’m like “oh you know what’s cool???” but since I can’t daydream maybe this question doesn’t apply to me.

26. Is there anything you’ve wanted to write, but you’ve been too scared to try? I want to do more autism stuff, and I’ve had it demanded a few times, but I’m scared of being that explict about it for some reason. Possibly because I might be, possibly because I’m scared of doing it wrong even though I’ve accidentally coded multiple characters autistic. I’m scared of explictly tagging them as such, too. 

27. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received? That I can remember off the top of my head? I’m going with one from @a-genz-with-trauma-and-kins. It really helped me out and was just so kind and literally the best christmas gift I got in 2020. 

28. How well do you handle criticism when it comes to your writing? I can handle it alright but Daeram is a little fucking pissbaby about it. Constructive criticism helps people get better, so I appreciate it. I can’t handle critism that is incomplete, though. “i just don’t get it” or “I don’t know I don’t like it” kind of things. If I can’t understand the why to fix it then things get out of control. And then I spiral and RSD for like four days minimum. If it came from an anon or a troll, too, It might not bother me for as long. Things that are just like “this is shit and you should feel bad” just make me laugh. Couldn’t even bother to read it long enough to insult me proper? I don’t care.

29. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out? I have a few times. Mostly in shorts and prompts, I think. I think they turned out okay. They’re not particularly inspired or anything.

30. Tooth-rotting fluff or merciless angst? Depends on my mood. Am I triggered? give me the fluff. Am I vibin? Angst. 

31. Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them! Fuck, fam, no, I can’t, I have so many. I have multiple original stories and some of them have very large casts and like holy fuck. Or do you mean in Sanders Sides fandom? Um, Morgan and Thorn in PD. The lesbian and her himbo dynamic. I love them. They’re dorks. Morgan is strong person with sharp tongue and soft romantic heart and Thorn is just so kind and so dumb and so exciteable he’s like a puppy. They were just filler characters and I got attached to them. Felton even gets redemption for being an ass later in PD, like oof i never intended to include so much OC content, especially for names I just picked randomly. 

32. Summarize a random fic of yours in 10 words or less. nope I’m doing all of them because these are fun plea for my new self: 2 gay vampires, 4 humans, 1 braincell dreaming while I wake: trauma child needs therapy and so do you break: big oof, oh dragons, oh why, go virgil go rebuild: virgil is so not okay there’s more virgil to deal painful death: gay teens drink themselves into a new religion stargazing: whoops we didn’t realize people actually cared whole castle: everyone will throw down for kid!patton, even you incorrigible: found family with a shot of psychological horror and crack dangerous instincts: wholesome crime syndacite action  slopes: addict gets mugged and thinks that’s just fine with him conflagration: logan avoids everything ever like a champ cat!remus: bored fae shifts gay pining from one person to another  caffeine cyptids: caffinated gay panic goes faster than regular gay panic eglantine & lycoris: more tropes than you can toss a shoe at storytime: overpowered virgil also overreacts literally always

33. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process? an alter and I write together and I have absolutely no idea what’s going to happen, what I’m writing about, or even what year it is. I often don’t even remember what I wrote. There’s no outline. I have an idea and I pick things at random for it. There’s just notes and an evil gleam in a demon’s eye. The only reason I know more than readers is because I take a long time to edit and some of these stories have fucking alters up in my head who can tell me things. Daeram tells me nothing. The writing demon supposedly has all this knowledge but I have absolutely no clue because he does not talk to me, he just fronts and slams out 9k in a few hours or we cofront to write and I’m like “oh no she didn’t” while typing 

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of. i’m fond of the entire painful death series and I tried to find something I really liked without spoilers in stargazing and I couldn’t so here’s a random thing from incorrigble: “So, what do you do with your friends?” Patton continued on with a megawatt smile. “Grand larceny,” Virgil deadpanned and glared at Patton, who was taken aback. Remy and Andy just broke out laughing while Virgil tentatively sipped his still-too-hot-cocoa. 

35. Ramble about any fic-related thing you want!  slopes my dudes slopes i have learned so much about cocaine! like wow! I thought for a minute it was going to end with MCD around 30k but it swtiched from whump to hurt/comfort and I still don’t know if it’s going to be MCD but look at that funky little coke/alcohol addict go, it’s a medical wonder he’s alive! It’s not like there’s what seems to be a little talked about interaction between alcohol and cocaine that causes a toxic chemical to build up in the liver which can result in liver failure and sudden death at basically any moment! Which is part of why it may result in MCD but this time no ghosts! maybe it’ll be h/c with whump elements or maybe it’ll be whump with h/c elements we can’t know for sure

#ayri writes #tw drug mention

[avis-writeshq]

Can you write a song fic? Do you do those? With Oikawa based on the song Ours by Taylor Swift? Love your blog btw!

Oikawa Tooru x Reader: Ours

Requested: Yep, by anon!

Pairing: Oikawa Tooru x Fem!Reader

Summary: Elevator buttons and morning air, sometimes people suck. But when there’s a light at the end of the tunnel (cough, Oikawa), you can’t help but keep moving.

Warnings: Fluff, small angst if you look carefully, trash writing

Other: I loooooovveeee this song! It’s basically a baby ‘Lover’ aw! Thanks for the request anon!

Word count: 1,647                                                                                            

 Things you probably wanna know, for all you ‘x reader’ illiterates:

Y/N: Your Name

(H/C): Hair Colour / Color

(E/C): Eye Colour / Color

(N/N): Nickname

***

 You shuffled awkwardly into the tiny gap in the elevator, clutching your brief case tightly. You silently cursed the chatty café worker who tried to get you to buy 3 banana breads when you only wanted 1. You glanced around though your peripheral vision; you knew all these people. The janitor in the corner and the annoying office lady who always has a little lipstick on her teeth… even the frustrating office prankster who worked in the stall right next to you. And yet… you didn’t know their names. You would’ve thought that after 2 years of working in the same company you would get used to your colleagues, right?

 Wrong.

 You closed your eyes tightly, waiting to reach the 42nd floor. You needed to get through the day. Well, unless one of your co-workers decided to test your patience.

 Patience… how could a random annoying person test your patience? Honestly, you probably dealt with the worst. A fond smile drifted onto your face at the thought. At least he genuinely apologised when he annoyed you.

 The soft ding of the elevator brought you out of your reverie. You tried to take a step forward, only to be pushed over by the rest of the people who were once occupying the elevator.

 “H-hey!” You yelped, dropping your case to the floor despite the iron-grip you had on it. “Friggin hell…”

 Apparently respect is an uncommon thing around here. You let out a soft sigh, “Tooru… when you get back, you owe me chocolate and a Disney marathon.”

 With that, you walked over to your little stall and dropped the case to the floor. Turning your computer on, you couldn’t help but stare at the desktop image. It was a selfie of you and Oikawa. He was doing a peace sign at the camera while pressing a kiss to your cheek. You shook your head. Come on, focus.

 Oikawa is in America; being in the National Volleyball tournament was his dream. And this was your dream job. Yeah… what a lie.

 Your lunch break took way longer to come than expected. You fished out your store-bought salad and headed to the staff room. There were a few other staff members inside – a lot of the others preferred to go out for lunch instead of staying in the drab office.

 “Hey, isn’t that L/N Y/N?”

 Your name caught your attention and you listened into the conversation.

 “Why is she working here while her boyfriend is all the way in America? Isn’t she scared of him finding someone better?”

 Well, they weren’t being subtle about their rudeness. But the truth is, you were scared, even if it was just a little bit. You didn’t want to be, you trusted him, but there was a small nagging doubt in the back of your head. You knew what Tooru would say if he heard what you were thinking.

 “You know you’re better than them,” he told you once when you finally drew out the confidence to tell you how you felt. “Don’t you worry your pretty little mind. I’m yours. Forever and always.”

 The day seemed to go on and on, but then the clock hit 5 o’clock and you bolted out of the office building. Finally! You got out of that cramped little stall. You let out a long sigh as you boarded the train, scrolling through your social media.

 “So… you’re Oikawa’s little toy, huh?”

 You froze at the icy tone of the woman next to you. She was, for lack of better words, completely and utterly gorgeous. Her ruby painted lips and her large hoop earrings, as well as her long platinum hair, gave her a superior vibe and you shuffled awkwardly at her words. Toy?

 “What are you-”

 “Oh? Tooru didn’t mention me?” A sickly sweet smile stretched across her face. “I am Tachibana Reina.” She looked you up and down, her smile quickly replaced with a scowl. “I wonder why Oikawa went for the likes of you.”

 You said nothing, thinking of another comeback. No matter how hard you tried, she had a point. There was nothing that special to you. The only thing you were ‘known for’ was your crazy dance moves – and you swore everyone who witnessed that to secrecy. You shook your head mentally. You can’t think like that. You shouldn’t care about what people have to say about you and Tooru. After all, he was your boyfriend. He was yours, not anyone else’s and he was like a loyal puppy. He wouldn’t do anything to hurt you and you probably trusted him more than you trust yourself.

 “Maybe because I’m real,” you answered backhandedly.

 “What did you say?!” Whoop, she’s angry now.

 You shrug casually, getting up just as the train stopped. “Well, it was nice talking to you. See you never.” And with a smile and a wave, you hopped off the train.

 ***

“Hey!”

 The tired man on the other side of the screen smiled at your energetic form. “Hello, my love.”

 You grin, “Are you tired? Sorry, it must be really early there…”

 “I was just about to do my morning run,” Oikawa hummed letting out a yawn. “It’s nice to know that my lovely girlfriend is thinking about me. Well? How was your day?”

 “The usual,” you shrugged. “Was shoved over in the elevator, had a bunch of office ladies gossip about me behind my back, the works. Oh, but I did manage to flip off one of your crazy exes so that was nice.”

 He snorted, but a glimmer of concern was in his eyes. “Did they say anything?”

 “Well, your lovely ex, Tachibana I think her last name was, decided to shoot some insightful words to me,” you rolled your eyes. “I’m fine though, no biggie.”

 Oikawa gazed at you through the screen and a charming smile lit up his features. “You’re perfect, Y/N-chan~. Don’t listen to them, okay?”

 “I haven’t been for the past 5 years, thanks for noticing. Now go do your run dummy.”

 “I’m coming home tonight~ see you later!”

 And after pressing the big red button and putting your phone on charge, you slowly drifted to sleep.

 ***

Life seemed to hate you. Eh, you were used to it by now. The elevator was packed again today, and you did your best to push your way through. And… you got hit in the face with a briefcase, someone spilled coffee on your white shirt, and you almost landed flat on your face when someone ‘accidentally’ tripped you over. You groaned, reminding yourself to take the stairs next time, even if you have to walk up 42 floors and die halfway.

 And the whole day went the same. You had to deal with the same old shenanigans. People talking behind your back, the random paper aeroplanes that missed your head by an inch, that 1 staff member who liked to steal people’s food even though it was clearly labelled… man, you better get that dumb promotion or you were so out of there.

 5 o’clock seemed to never come as you stared blankly at your computer screen. ‘Woah, Tooru is in another magazine. Good job, babe, if you don’t treat me to chocolate, yaint seeing a camera ever again.’ You thought to yourself, spooning another spoon of yogurt into your mouth.

 “So… when is Oikawa coming back?” A haughty voice questioned from behind you in fake sympathy.

 Your eyebrow twitched in annoyance. “Why would you like to know?”

 “It must be hard… long-distance relationships are the worst.” She smirked at you.

 “It’s not as bad as people make it out to be. I trust him.” A soft smile graced your features and the woman scoffed, flicking her hair over her shoulder and leaving you to your peace.

 ***

So, according to Miyagi Airlines, Tooru’s flight would arrive at 5:30, which allowed you more than enough time to scoot your butt to the airport. You let out a sigh, scrolling through the pictures on your phone as you sat in the train. Reminiscing the times during High School seemed to be the best thing you could have done and you felt all the negative emotions that you built through the day seemed to evaporate. All the memories of the old volleyball team at Aoba Josai, meeting Tooru for the first time in your first year… yeah, those were the best times. You smiled wistfully at your phone. Damn, you couldn’t wait to bury him alive in hugs and kisses.

 As soon as the train came to a stop, you ran out through the doors and scoured the airport for the America-to-Japan flight. Aha, bridge 8.

 And that’s where you saw him. Glasses on his gorgeous tired face, his chocolate brown locks messy and tousled like always… you swore you fell in love all over again. And then, he saw you. His once tired expression was replaced with a bright smile that shone like a thousand stars. As he dropped his backpack to a random chair, you threw your briefcase to the side before wrapping your arms around him.

 He buried his head into your shoulder, peppering light kisses against your neck as he did so.

 “I missed you.” He murmured, tangling his long fingers into your hair as he pressed his lips to yours.

 You smiled into the kiss, whispering against his lips, “I missed you, too.”

 And the smiles and laughs that overtook your features were bright and loud, despite the small tears that pricked in your eyes that he gently wiped away.

 “You owe me a Disney marathon,” you said, as he picked his suitcase up from the baggage claim.

 “Yeah, I had a feeling,” he grinned, entwining his fingers with yours.

 You smiled, squeezing his hand lightly. You could get used to this.

 [The stakes are high. The water’s rough. But this love is ours.]

Copyright Disclaimer:

All characters except for the reader and my OC’s (listedbelow) are the work of Haruichi Furudate(古館春一).This is not part of the canon work by any means. I do not claim ownership overthe characters or the Haikyuu storyline and plot. Without Furudate Sensei’swork, myself as well as many other writers are unable to create these stories.

 My OC’s:

Fukuhara Aneko(福原あねこ)

Hasegawa Sakura (長谷川さくら)

Emiko Etsudo (えつどうえみこ)

Tachibana Reina (橘れいな)

#oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa x reader #tooru x reader #oikawa tooru #aoba josai x reader #aoba josai #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu! x reader #anime #anime boy #anime x reader #japanese anime #Avis writes stuff #x reader #reader insert #oikawa tooru x y/n #x y/n #taylor swift #song fic #fluff #ours #speak now

[iwhumpyou]

BTHB: Childhood Trauma

Rose is requested, Origami Rose is filled!  As a reminder, anyone can request any square, any universe, and any OC!  Currently I have no open BTHB requests right now, so request whatever you like!

This one was a little tough, because Nerali’s my darling in Wergild, but she doesn’t really have childhood trauma.  (I mean she has it, but like the normal amount that everyone has.  Not particularly whumpy.)  I was similarly stalled on how to continue Wergild.  Then I decided that while whumping Nerali is very fun, by the end of The Price arc, she’s surrounded by people who are trying to protect her, so it was probably time for some comfort.  And for me to shift my sights elsewhere, because emotional whump is very fun and that way I can show Nerali’s recovery while still having whump.

This is the childhood trauma that will be explored further in The Cost arc, because I kept writing but it ran away from me (which is no big surprise by now).  I hope you enjoy!  (And thanks for the center square pick!)

Masterlist.  Wergild.  (Tagging @whumps-the-word​ for Wergild!verse.)

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There was once a boy made of fire and ash and raindrops and smoke who couldn’t make sparks from his fingers.  Everyone told him it was okay, that he’d learn, that there were years and years to figure out spark-making and wind-blowing and rain-dancing and ground-shaking, but he heard them whisper when his back was turned.

‘It’s such a disappointment,’ they gossiped.

‘Look at his sister,’ they murmured.

‘If he doesn’t get powerful enough…’ they hummed, speaking in meaningful pauses and slight hesitations.

The boy understood enough. He needed power.  And he needed it fast.

He knew better than to ask his parents.  The boy was young, but he wasn’t stupid.  Some of the others were, the ones who tutted over him and snickered behind their hands when he failed.  But the boy knew better.

He went first to his sister. His sister was powerful, and growing stronger every day.  She was as fiery as a bonfire, as raging as a waterfall, as fierce as a tornado, and as thunderous as an earthquake.  Surely she had cracked the secrets of the flames and winds and rain and mud.  Surely she could whisper in his ear and help him grow stronger.

But his sister gave him only a weary smile in between lessons.  ‘Practice,’ she said, ‘Practice makes perfect.’

The boy had tried practice. The boy had no time for practice.

He went next to the wise woman of the well.  The wise woman knew all the secrets, she had cultivated each one over the years.  The wise woman listened to the flames crackle and the water burble and the wind roar and the earth creak.  Surely she had collected some of their secrets.  Surely she could whisper in his ear and help him grow stronger.

But the wise woman gave him only a cackle and a shake of the head.  ‘This answer you do not want,’ she said, ‘And you should not seek it.’

The boy had not come for riddles.  The boy had no time for riddles.

He went last to the older warriors of the tribe.  The warriors had spent years and years in training, but they were young once, like him. They burned with fire and swam with water and flew with air and stood with earth.  Surely they had figured out the tricks.  Surely they could whisper in his ear and help him grow stronger.

But the warriors gave him only a laugh and a firm shove out of their training grounds.  ‘You are too young for these questions,’ they said, ‘Listen to the elements and find your own way.’

The boy had not come for condescension.  But the boy left with an answer.

It was impossible to listen to the elements at home.  There was one interruption after another – his lessons, his sister, his siblings, his parents.  He could barely start listening before someone drew him away for another task. And so the boy realized that there was only one thing left to do.

The boy needed to listen to the elements.  And he could best do that in the forest.

So the boy left for the forest, slipping out from under not-too-watchful eyes.  The boy stepped on the ground and listened as it shivered under his feet.  The boy felt the wind ruffle his clothes and listened as it curled around his fingers.  The boy dipped his fingers in the stream and listened as it rushed across his palm.  The boy basked under the sun and listened as the heat warmed his skin. 

And listened to the sound of voices, rough and cracking, amused and laughing, as a group of boys stumbled upon the riverbank.

They were boys still, but much older than the boy practicing on the riverbank.  From the boy’s point of view, they were men. 

The boy didn’t like that they didn’t have a swirl of color on the inside of their wrists.  The boy didn’t like that they outnumbered him six times over.  The boy didn’t like that they stopped pushing each other and laughing when they caught sight of him, when the smiles shifted to something more predatory.

‘It’s a rainbow boy,’ one of them said, eyes curious and intense, ‘So far from home.’

The boy could not call the elements to protect him.  The boy ran.

It was the wrong thing to do.

The boys men gave chase, whooping and laughing.  They were faster than the rainbow boy.  They caught up to him in minutes and laughed as they sent him sprawling with a sharp kick.

The boy had run out of time.

They attacked him until they tired of that, until he lay still and bleeding and bruised, with a chest full of splinters and the taste of iron on his tongue.  They laughed again as he shook on the ground, unable to listen, unable to think.  Then they pushed him into a ravine. 

The boy heard them leaving and curled up as much as he dared.  The boy could not climb out of the ravine.  The boy could only shiver on the ground as the skies cracked open and the rain began, quickly chilling him to the bone.  The boy was stuck, the boy was trapped, the boy was alone and no one would look for him and no one would find him.

The boy needed power. The boy choked on that need, on the rising fear and panic and madness as he got colder and colder.  The boy needed power like a dying man needed water and he gasped and gasped and gasped until –

The boy learned how to listen to the elements that day.

The boy understood the value of practice, of time, of hard work.

The boy understood the danger of taking shortcuts.

The boy understood he was younger and smaller and so he would have to be stronger.

There was once a boy of fire and ash and raindrops and smoke who learnt that there was always a price for power.

(He learnt other things as well.  Memories that stayed in his bones, fears that never truly went away, cracks that never healed even as the armor grew stronger and thicker.  He was powerful.  But there was always someone stronger.)

#whumpfic #badthingshappenbingo #childhood trauma #wergild #attacked #beaten #minor character whump #request fill

[herohotline]

Cameras and a Thousand Eyes on You

Aizawa / OC (platonic)

Commission from @fruitloooops! 

Summary: Klaus Watabi is the son of Aizawa, but that’s not the only thing he’s hiding from the public. It’s during the school festival that hundreds of people see something that, realistically, Klaus never wanted them to see. 

Word Count: 3,500+

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The whole school has been bustling with excitement lately- the halls are filled with talk and chatter, and the teacher’s never seem to get a break from their seemingly endless energy. Why? 

Because the Sports Festival was coming up, of course! 

The hero class of 1-A was especially excited. This was the perfect opportunity for all of them to show off their quirks and the hard work they put into them. It was hard not to notice the change of energy in the classroom and the serious aura all the students carried all of a sudden. 

Aizawa was proud of them, though he didn’t typically say such a thing out loud. Praise from him didn’t come unless it was well earned, and exceeding the man’s expectations was a heavy task. But he could see his student’s working hard, and he was glad. 

And, despite everything, he was kind of looking forward to it... Then the incident at U.S.J happened.

That… was obviously not something anyone was expecting. No one could have predicted the League of Villains would somehow sneak past their heavy security and attack the students- and a lack of preparedness led to heavy injuries with both the students and the teachers. Aizawa, specifically. 

He’ll never forget how coldly Klaus had looked at him as he lied on the hospital bed. It wasn’t out of malice- Klaus was like him. He didn’t really know how to properly express his concern, so instead, he just grew silent and stony. It took a long time for Aizawa to open him back up and reassure him that he was fine- that this was his job, and if Klaus wanted the same future, he’d have to put his chin up and get used to it. 

Aizawa is unsurprisingly a stern father, but Klaus is a stern son in return. It, fortunately, evens out. 

The students, due to Aizawa’s request, don’t know about their relations. It wasn’t very hard to figure out they may be family, due to their similar looks and quirk, but Klaus and Aizawa had agreed to deny any suspicions that they’re father and son. It was both for Klaus’s safety, especially now with the information that the League of Villains were targeting U.A, and for the pro-hero’s privacy. 

Also, he just really didn’t want the inevitable jokes and prodding from his students if they ever knew. And Aizawa is sure that Klaus doesn’t want that, either. 

Besides all that- The Sports Festival. There was still a lot of work to be done, and a lot of practicing and training the students had to go through before they were ready to show off their skills. Aizawa knows that, Klaus knows that, and the students know that. 

So they keep moving forward, despite the attack, and they keep working hard. And, truthfully, even though Aizawa is wrapped in bandages and his entire body aches, he still couldn’t be prouder. 

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“Your form is sloppy. Again.”

Klaus groans, his body feeling heavy and sore as he lies on the gym floor. Slowly, he heaves his upper body up, grabbing his knees as he breathes heavily. He looks up to where Kirishima stands with a sheepish look on his face. 

“Sorry,” he laughs, and Klaus snorts. 

“No you’re not,” he picks himself up off the floor, dusting off his clothes before getting back into his stance. Legs apart, knees locked. A deep breath in- “I’ll get you this time.” 

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” Kirishima hardens up his body again. 

From the sidelines, Aizawa huffs. “Begin,” he instructs, and both of the boy’s grin. 

They pounce. 

Klaus, given that his quirk was just like Aizawa’s except a bit stronger because he’s a new generation, learned early on to depend more on his fighting style than his quirk. He easily slides out of the way from one of Kirishima’s rock hard punches, dipping low and bringing his fist toward the boy’s stomach. He enforces his quirk on Kirishima right at that moment so his fist meets flesh instead of hard rock, and the force sends Kirishima back as he coughs.

Klaus doesn’t relent. Kirishima’s defenses lowered, he keeps his eyes on the red-haired hero as he kicks his shin and sends him to the ground. Quickly he moves atop of him, and the boys begin to wrestle and roll on the ground until Klaus loses his focus and Kirishima hardens again, quickly shoving the boy off him and then standing up again, Klaus scrambling to follow suit. 

There’s not a moment to waste. Klaus has to avoid the discomfort in his eyes as he blocks one of Kirishima’s punches and moves out of the way just in time before he gets kicked to the ground. Klaus is on the defensive now, which isn’t good, because it means he constantly has to keep his eyes on Kirishima so the boy doesn’t activate his quirk and stab Klaus with his rocky edges. Keeping the boy soft and vulnerable is the priority, but even without his rocky armor, Kirishima is tough and unrelenting, and Klaus’s eyes are getting increasingly itchier. 

Eventually, Klaus is once again sent tumbling across the gym floor, and Aizawa blows his whistle. 

“Better,” he comments dryly, “but you both went in hard and lost stamina too quickly. Kirishima, you had to surround Watabi because if he got you on the ground again, he would have won.”

Klaus sits up from his spot on the ground and Kirishima hangs his head low, scratching behind his neck. “Yeah…” 

“Watabi,” Aizawa sighs, “you let Kirishima get the advantage, again. You need to act and think quicker,” he taps his temple as he speaks, “you and I are at a disadvantage, so we always need to think ahead with strength quirks. Predict and assess where the enemy will go and what he will do next.” 

Along with Kirishima, Klaus hangs his head. “Yes, sir…” 

“That will be enough today. Remember what I told you and record what happened in your training today somewhere so you come back tomorrow smarter than you were today.” It’s solid advice, but when it’s delivered with Aizawa’s tone, it always sounds harsher than it should. Both of the boys sigh as Aizawa claps his hands, signaling the end of their session. 

Kirishima walks over to Klaus, extending a hand for him to take and keep him steady as he helps lift the boy off the ground. “Good job, bro,” the boy easily smiles and Klaus chuckles. “You really did almost get me today!” 

“Almost,” Klaus clicks his tongue. “Not the same as actually getting you, though.” He walks with Kirishima to their bags, both of them grabbing their respective things before they start to head out of the gym after giving a small wave toward their teacher as they head toward the dorms. 

“You move so quickly, and you’re kinda smarter than me with tactics and all that, so it’s really only a matter of time.” Jokingly, Kirishima flexes his muscles and Klaus rolls his eyes. “My only advantage is these sweet muscles of mine!” 

“I should try to work out more,” Klaus comments. “You wouldn’t have any advantages if I was bulky like you.”

“But if you were bulky like me, you wouldn’t be able to slip around and sneak as easily as you do. There’s an advantage to everything.” 

“You’re not wrong, but still, strength is hard to beat.”

“You don’t have to be super muscley to be strong!” 

“Again, true, but muscles can also be threatening too, right? If you see a big muscley dude as an enemy, it makes you nervous, right?”

“Same way the other way around! If you go against someone like Aizawa, there are no physical signs that he can whoop your ass so easily, so it’s a great way to catch someone off guard!” 

Klaus and Kirishima continue to chatter back and forth as they walk to the dorms. In Klaus’s opinion, Kirishima has always been a good friend and easy to talk to. The boy isn’t as walled up as his dad is, so he’s made some good friends in class, but he's still a bit awkward compared to the rest of them, and a bit cold at times. 

But Kirishima was always sort of numb to that sort of thing if his friendship with Bakugo said anything. So he was an easy friend, and a great training partner, too. 

Once they reach the dorms, Klaus is keenly aware of how gross the sticky sweat feels on his clothes and skin. Kirishima offers to keep hanging out on the first floor, but Klaus quickly shakes his head at the offer- making the red-head laugh loudly as he comments that Klaus really does stink so he should shower. Klaus shoves him a bit for his comment and just bids him goodnight as he heads up to his dorm. 

There’s technically a bath and shower room for them on the first floor, but Klaus sticks to the private shower stall in his bathroom. No one’s ever asked why, which is unreasonably lucky, considering how nosy all of his classmates are. 

In the privacy of his room, Klaus removes his shirt and flops down on his bed, letting his sore muscles relax as his hands wander to the scars below his pectorals and he tenderly rubs them with his fingers. Being admittedly young and getting surgery done on your chest was taxing, especially since Klaus and Aizawa were in a rush to get it done and have him recovered before his first year with U.A started. 

But that was kind of far fetched. Klaus was still too sensitive and sore to begin class when it started, but thanks to his father being a teacher and the understanding of the principal, he was able to join in around a month later when he was physically capable of all the activities U.A has you go through in order to become a hero. His body is fully healed now, but sometimes his chest still burns from all the stress, and he finds himself needing to rest so the painful throb slowly ebbs away. 

Truthfully, Klaus is looking forward to the Sports Festival, just like everyone else. It’s not only a chance to prove his abilities to the world of heroes, but to his father as well. The boy sits up with a sigh, a hand moving his messy black hair out of his face before he stands and heads towards the shower stall in his room. 

He has an uncomfortable feeling that something will go wrong. It’s just anxiety, but Klaus has too much of it sometimes. He wonders what people will do or say if they ever figured out about Klaus- the thought makes his throat dry, but he tries to always shove those anxieties to the side. So what if people figured out? He’s… Klaus is still a hero. That’s all that matters. 

But as the boy showers, he still can’t help but feel anxious. 

---

“This is it.”

“This is it! Are you ready?!”

“This is it!!!!”

As said many times before- this is it. The first day for the Sports Festival has officially arrived, and what a blast it was. It was full of unique people from unique places, and unique challenges which were admittedly difficult to finish. The Calvary Battle was honestly the most stressful part, though more for Midoriya than for Klaus. 

But now that the pre-games are out of the way, it was time for the tournament. The thing everyone was waiting for- the chance to battle, one on one, and climb your way to being the ‘winner’ of the Festival. 

More importantly than that, having people witness your quirk and wanting to give you an internship, and possibly sponsor your career in the future. That’s what it was really about. 

“This is it! This is it!” 

Midoriya and Uraraka continued to cheer from their corner in the waiting room, hyping each other up as they bounced on their heels and clapped their hands together. Klaus thought it was a bit annoying, honestly, but to each their own. 

He was kind of just hoping the whole thing didn’t end up horribly and that he wouldn’t embarrass himself out there. 

On the leaderboard, his first fight was with Mina. He definitely thinks the fight will be a well-fought one, and if he gets his head together, Klaus can definitely win. He just needs to do as Aizawa instructed- 

Think ahead, predict what she’ll do. Mina has always been pretty bubbly and charismatic, but unfortunately predictable. She’s smart, though. She knows Klaus just as much as Klaus knows her, so she’ll know that Klaus will try to trick her in some way. They’ll both have their guards up. 

Time passes like a blur. Each battle is admittedly interesting and full of tension- that Shinsou boy who had introduced himself to their class earlier was certainly eye-catching, specifically to Klaus, and no doubt his father as well. A fellow hero unfortunately suppressed by U.A’s system and their requirement for a stronger, faster quirk. 

Then there was that girl with the pink hair, who basically used your classmate as an advertisement, which was actually kind of funny, but Klaus wouldn’t tell Iida that he laughed. Several more battles passed along with that, including Uraraka and Bakugo having one of the more tense battles that Klaus has seen that spoke to him on an oddly personal level- but again, it’s not like he’d say that to anybody. 

Eventually, it was his turn, and he wouldn’t tell anybody that he was practically shaking with the nerves that coursed through him like sharp wires. 

His name is introduced by a very passionate and excited Hizashi- something that was oddly nice. At least he knows that the people watching him from above are people who care about how this all ends. They care about the outcome. 

Mina stands on the other side of the field as the rules are once again reiterated to them, and Klaus readies his stance. Mina smiles at him, bright and beaming from her side of the field.

It all comes to this. 

They begin.

Mina moves first, fluid and fast. Klaus keeps his feet planted on the ground, letting the girl come to him, letting her use her quirk- for now. He can tell she’s confused by his decision, but she doesn’t stop, continuing to keep run toward him with an arm outstretched, until finally, he moves. 

He’s quick. 

Klaus’s black hair is singed by Mina’s acid, a consequence of letting her come so close. He ducks and swerves out of the way, quick feet positioning him behind her as he moves to kick her down. 

Mina quickly turns, her body ready to send out more acid, but it doesn’t come.

Klaus’s eyes are red. 

Mina is admittedly fast and flexible, meaning Klaus is only mildly surprised by how she manages to flip back a considerable distance away from him before he can knock her down, but she’s closer to the edge of the field now. 

He rushes forward, and Mina does the same. 

Hizashi makes colorful commentary as they fight, but he doesn’t absorb any of it as he focuses on the fight. Klaus knows that close-combat isn’t his strength, but there weren’t any other options in this situation. He can’t out-power Mina, so he has to get close enough to eventually push her over the edge. 

That’s his best chance at winning and proceeding forward. 

Klaus receives several blows- to his face, his torso, and he’s been knocked down to the floor more times than he’d like to admit, but he’s faring pretty well. He’s put some considerable damage on Mina too, and she’s still uncomfortably close to the edge. He sees her heavy breathing when she flips away from him again, and he takes this as his chance. 

Not giving her a moment to retaliate, Klaus dashes toward her again. Adrenaline is what causes him to wrap his arms around his classmate and send her flying over his shoulder- a move similar to what Midoriya pulled earlier. 

As Mina yelps in surprise, she clings to him as much as she can, but she can’t stop herself from hitting the ground. In the heat of the moment, he loses his control over the girl’s quirk and he can’t stop the scream that leaves him as acid leaves her fingers and burns through his clothes. 

Mina’s back hits the ground with a harsh thud. Her body is officially out of the field- Klaus is the winner, and the announcement is made loudly through the speakers. Despite all that, Klaus can’t stop staring down at Mina and Mina can’t stop staring up at him. 

His shirt is officially burned and nothing but scraps on his shoulders, and his skin is an irritated, flashing pink from the acid that hit him. Despite all of that, though, his heart races harder than he thinks is safe, and he can’t even feel the burning. 

In a flash, his wide eyes look away from Mina and toward the several cameras that surround him. He sees himself on the big screen, but what’s on-screen doesn’t even look like him. 

It’s a scared little boy with burnt hair, bruises and burns scattered everywhere on pale skin, but they don’t speak as loudly as the humiliating scars on his chest. The area is way too quiet for his liking as the cameras continue to stare. 

That’s not me. I swear that’s not me, Klaus thinks. 

“Klaus?” Mina is still below him, propping herself up with her hands. That seems to snap the boy out of his trance. 

“I-” Klaus begins, but his throat is tight. He looks at the cameras again, and something in him snaps. 

Midnight was coming to declare his victory, but his feet are on the move and run right past her as he suddenly dashes away from the arena. The crowd goes wild, their voices loud and booming, but he doesn’t stop running. 

Everyone saw, everyone knows, everyone saw- they saw they saw- 

Klaus knew something bad was going to happen today. He knew it- so he should have been more careful! He should have kept his eyes on Mina, he shouldn’t have given her the chance, let her get so close-

“Klaus.”

A hand shoots out in front of him suddenly, stopping the boy from his panicked running as he looks up and sees the bandaged up mess that is his father. It confuses him to see Aizawa down here- not up there, where Klaus was sure he was- with Hizashi- 

“Come.” It’s not a question because Aizawa’s arm is already wrapped around the boy as he urgently leads them down the hall, around a corner, and then into a secluded room where the sound of a lock clicks. 

They’re alone now, but it doesn’t feel much better. Not really. Nothing feels private anymore after Klaus’s one big secret was put on stage for everyone to see. 

Klaus can’t help it as the first tear leaves, then the sob after that, and then how his body shakes and quivers as if he’s dying from a cold. It’s even more humiliating- breaking down in front of his dad like this. He should be stronger than this.

Despite that, Aizawa’s arms wrap around the boy, holding him securely against his chest.

“They all saw- they saw-” Klaus sobs, his arms held tightly against his naked torso. The scars burn and flare brightly as he presses down on them harshly. 

Aizawa lets out a deep, steady breath. “They did,” he doesn’t deny. “They also saw you win. I’m impressed, Klaus. You did a good job.”

“You’re lying,” Klaus shakes his head against his father’s chest as he hiccups. One of Aizawa’s hands leaves his back and goes to his hair, petting gently. “I did awful- no one- no one’s ever going to- going-” 

Klaus quits trying to speak. He’s like a broken record, barely able to get out his angry, upset words with how much he’s sobbing. He stops, and instead just lets himself be held by his father with affectionate hands that are essentially a rarity. 

“You did well,” Aizawa speaks. “You surprised everyone with your tactics and strategic thinking. It wasn’t comfortable or ideal to let Mina so close to you, because it gives her the advantage, but you knew you needed to do it to win. And you won. You were smart, Klaus.” 

He doesn’t feel smart. 

“I know it’s difficult. I can ask Midnight and Hizashi to cut it out of the broadcasts, and I’ll talk to the students.” 

Klaus shakes his head. The words he wants to say are lodged in his throat, not yet able to escape. Aizawa lets him get a handle on his breathing, not saying anything else until eventually Klaus takes a shaky breath and steps away from his father’s hold. He uses his hand to wipe away his tears and snot as he sniffs and looks at the floor. 

“...I’ll tell them. I- I can do it. Because I still,” his fist clenches stubbornly, “I still won. And I’m- I’m going to be a hero! Just like the rest of them!” 

Aizawa smiles, big and wide in a way that’s usually scary, but it’s endearing as he smiles now and raises a hand to rifle through Klaus’s hair. “You’re right. And you need a haircut.”

Klaus snorts. “...yeah, she got me pretty bad.” 

“Here’s this, by the way.” From seemingly out of nowhere, the pro-hero hands Klaus a brand new uniform shirt. He probably grabbed it on his way down to find Klaus. The boy mutters a small thanks as he takes it, pulling it over his head and down his waist. “You’re going to be alright, kid.” Aizawa says. “I’ll make sure of it.”

“...Thanks,” Klaus sniffs again. “We’re never gonna talk about how I cried on you ever again.” 

Again, Aizawa smiles. “Good. You know I hate mushy stuff,” he turns and opens the door and Klaus follows him out. “Gonna need a new suit to get rid of all your gross teenage snot.”

“Your outfit is dumb anyway. Get a completely new design while you’re at it.”

“It’s not dumb, it’s practical. And comfortable.”

“I guess,” Klaus rolls his eyes, and subconsciously, his arms cross over his chest as they walk down the halls together. “At least it’s better than wearing something skintight like Kayama.” 

“She’s tried to convince me to do that thousands of times,” like father, like son, because he rolls his eyes too. Eventually, they reach a staircase and Aizawa stops in his tracks. It doesn’t take much for Klaus to put together that he needs to go back to Hizashi and finish his job. “...Are you going to be okay?” He asks, quietly. “I can see if Toshi would like to be an announcer instead. It’d be my pleasure.” That’s not a lie- Klaus knows his dad hates that he was stuck with Hizashi up there. So he grins and shakes his head. 

“...I’ll be fine. Go have a blast up there, old man. Watch me win the next one.” 

Aizawa groans. “Of course you wouldn’t give me an out, huh?”

“Never.”

Klaus will be okay. It’s admittedly very scary going back into the waiting room where all his classmates are- he knows they all saw the disaster that was his tournament match. But he’ll be fine. They’ll either be understanding, or they won’t. It would be a shame to learn if some of his classmates aren’t accepting, of course, but… it won’t change anything.

Whatever the outcome, it won’t stop Klaus from being a hero.

#had to put Platonic in there because i realized the summary made it seem like i wrote incest and i Did Not Write Incest #but also im a poor motherfucker alright if youre into that. and you pay me. i will write it 100% just putting it out there #unless i say no bc i might say no DJGHGJ but you can TRY #im open minded when it comes to money #anyway #man i really just said all of that huh #hm. #so #aizawa shouta #shouta aizawa #eraserhead #oc #commission #writing commissions #commission fic #bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero #boku no hero academia #not rly putting it in the reader insert tag bc its an OC

[dcvescameron]

it’s meme time

How long have you been roleplaying? okay so by technical definition I would say since roughly 2010. I started dabbling in it around 2009, when I discovered a forum for people who wrote as Warrior Cat ocs. I had never had any experience and was doing it all wrong probably but I had tons of fun. Then I had a friend who I knew from middle school who had a Peter Pan twitter that was interacting with other characters and was like hey I wanna do that!! From there it went to Starkid’s Draco Malfoy to actual Draco Malfoy to Lily Evans, and I would say that she really started what I would consider rping for me.

What are your hobbies outside of writing? Not...much? I watch youtube videos. I play video games sometimes. Writing has been such an integral part of my life since I was able to string sentences together on a page and it’s something I’ve literally always wanted to do with my life, so even when I’m not writing on tumblr I’m working on my own personal stuff.

Do you have any pets? Tell us about them! I have three! My dog Copper and my cats Minerva and Tinkerbell. Copper we’ve had since Feb 2010 and we adopted him shortly after I finished a trumpet solo district competition. He’s lived in two different states and is ten years old by now. Minerva is five years old, and we got her from a neighbor when her mother’s cat had kittens. She’s not super social and doesn’t like people unless they’re my mom or she’s in heat, but I still love her. Tinkerbell is a year old and is the most adorable demon. One minute she’s on my lap and purring and the next she’s tearing apart the carpeting in front of my bathroom.

If you had a month of free time to learn to do something new, what would you choose? I would like to do something athletic. But I’m the kind of person where I hate not being good at something right away, so it would be a struggle. It’s why I’m not a very athletic person to begin with.  Or something creative that I haven’t tried yet, like knitting or something. But again, not being good at something right away puts me off trying. 

Do you listen to music while you write? What are three songs on your playlist? It depends? I get really distracted. Not by the noise, per say, but by the music. I always need to find the perfect song and spend more time thinking about that than about the writing. I do, however, have a playlist dedicated to Dove and Luke’s Christmas engagement that yes, is mostly Frank Sinatra Christmas songs. 

What’s a favorite recent youtube video/channel? my Youtube tastes are all over the place tbh. Over the past year my subscription feed has had a complete overhaul. I’ve been watching jacksfilms since high school, but my current faves are GameGrumps, jacksepticeye, Drew Gooden, Kurtis Conner, Danny Gonzales. I also watch a lot of Buzzfeed Unsolved and Dead Meat which is horror based. Plus I am COMPLETELY obsessed with Defunctland (and Defuncttv) and Yesterworld. They’re super informative and interesting if you’re a big nerd for theme parks and Disney history.

Tell us one random fact about you! I used to be a band kid! I did concert band for four years and the rise in band content on tik tok makes me miss it sometimes. I know I wouldn’t be any good anymore since I kept having to do basic beginning things because of the nature of my later band classes and I haven’t really played in ten years and my sister’s boyfriend has my trumpets, but I do miss it.

Who is an FC you’ve always wanted to use but haven’t yet? oof honestly I do not know? I’ve never seen an fc in the distance and thought soon because I always try to take opportunities to play FCs where I can. I would love to play more male fcs though. I’m not good at guys in rp and I really want to try to challenge myself to try one of these days.

What’s a plot you’ve always wanted to write but haven’t yet? this is a tough one! Longevity in rp means that I’ve done tons of plots over the years. As far as fiction rps (not celeb based) I’m interested in doing a Youtber type character, or a washed up celeb character. I write a lot of home grown, townie type characters and I’ve never written someone in that position.

Do you have a favorite plot you’ve seen someone else in the group do I loved the ‘whoops we got married in Vegas’ plot for @evanpeaters​​ and @goodlourd​​. It’s the perfect kinda slow burn that’s so subtle it’s incredible. 

Who on the dash makes you smile? everyoooneee. You’re all so lovely and getting to write with you over the past year and a half has been a privilege. 

What is your favorite memory in the group? Again, it’s just been meeting all of the incredible people here. Staying up late and talking and laughing about plots and things when it is way past my bedtime are the parts of rp that I enjoy the most and it’s always so special finding people to bond with in that way. I’ve been in groups where I feel like I’m sitting on the outside so being able to sit within the circle and feel like I’m part of something special where I’ve met some of my closest friends is so nice.

What’s your favorite thing about your celeb(s)? Each of the women I play are equal parts silly and determined. They are able to make fun of themselves and be loose and goofy while still standing up for things that they believe in and opening up about things that they are passionate about. It’s something I hope to emulate in my every day life because I know I take myself far too seriously. 

What’s a plot you miss? I kinda miss AJ and Michael, because tbh anything @hqnessa​​ and I write together is pure magic, and it was so unexpected and out of left field that I miss being able to look at the future of that.

What would you love to see this group do in the future? As far as events, I like when there’s different locations besides the usual tropical island. It feels more laid back and I like that kinda vibe

#ooc #//this took way too long to think about #anyway ily all imma go sleeps now

[kusunogatari]

[ Naruto OC x Canon Ship Week 2020 - Face to Face ] [ @naruto-ocxcanon-ship-week​ || @abyssaldespair​ ] [ Suigin Ryū, Uchiha Obito ] [ Alcohol ] [ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ] [ Trope: Online Dating ]

Nibbling her lip, Ryū stares at the slight reflection in her mobile screen. Thumbs flicker over the keys, not quite touching in indecision.

This is the closest she’s gotten.

The concept, admittedly, is just...not one she ever saw herself using. Online dating seems so, so...weird! Lining up your face, your name, a handful of facts, and calling it good. Is that really all it takes anymore? Sure, she...doesn’t exactly have mountains of experience beyond that. Maybe she’s just old-fashioned. But putting up something akin to a mugshot to try and find love seems very...strange.

“Whatcha doin’?”

Eeping in surprise, she claws the phone to her chest, face going pink and heart pounding. “N-nothing!”

Behind her, a coworker she knows mostly only in passing perks a brow. “Whoa, sorry! You looked kinda, uh...distressed.”

Ryū heaves a small breath. “...sorry, I didn’t mean to jump so bad. I just, uh...I’m trying one of those silly dating websites, and…”

The other woman quickly perks up. “Oh! Yeah they’re kinda scary at first but I met my boyfriend on one! I bet you’ll do just fine. Just be smart about it, and it usually all works out fine.”

“Smart…?”

“Y’know...meet in public places, tell someone where you’re going. About the same as a normal date for those like us, huh?”

At that, Ryū can’t help but deflate. “...yeah, good point.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. People gotta have their pictures on there. I take a pic of any license plates and send them to someone I trust just in case.”

Brow wilting, Ryū admits, “You’re...not exactly giving me votes of confidence here.”

“Hey, gotta be prepared for the worst, but the worst hardly ever happens. Besides, a bit of chatting online usually gives a pretty good indication of if something will even work. And you can always ask friends to go on doubles, too.”

At that, Ryū doesn’t answer. She...doesn’t really have many friends to ask, let alone any with dates she’d feel like asking along. “Yeah, good point. I’ll, uh...I’ll see how it goes.”

“Cool! Good luck!” Giving a wave as she passes by, her coworker heads around a corner and out of sight.

“...what am I doing…” Ryū mumbles to herself, looking back to her nearly-completed account. “I know this isn’t gonna work…” And now the less appealing sides are at the forefront of her mind. Maybe she should just keep her nose to the grindstone and pretend she never brought this up.

...but then again…

As much as she hates to admit it, she’s lonely. Being a pharmacist might be similar to her wish to be a doctor, but it’s not quite what she wanted. It just feels like something is...missing. And while Ryū isn’t the sort to assume all her problems can be solved by a guy (or gal), she’s still pretty able to realize that her social life isn’t the best. No real close friends, passing grades with her coworkers...not even any pets. Up until now, she’s lived life in a series of grinds. School, then work, and now...it feels lacking.

Hence the idea to try the app.

“...no harm in looking,” she eventually mumbles to herself, slowly going through the rest of her profile and hitting the confirm button. “You don’t have to go on with it, but...just look. See how it works. Maybe just...chat with someone. One step at a time, okay?”

Of course, by then her break is nearly over, so she mutes her phone and heads back to work. She...only ate half her lunch, but she’s not really all that hungry anyway. Only once her shift is over does she head back to her little apartment and...give this thing a real try.

At first, it throws nothing but male profiles at her. Which is all well and good, but...it’s not all she’s interested in. Looking over a few names and faces, she eventually bucks up the courage to pick one. He’s a few years older, lives a town over, and works as a physical therapist. Not bad, right?

...ugh, wrong.

As soon as they start chatting, she knows this...isn’t going to work. He’s all Mister Nice Guy, subtly bragging about himself and leaving only certain questions open for her in turn: the only things he wants to hear about, and...things she can easily see through as shallow. Eventually she manages to get him to shut up and quickly deletes him.

Okay...not a great first impression, but it’s not gonna be perfect the first time she tries. This isn’t a fairytale, after all. So, she tries another. And another.

After over two weeks of duds that don’t even get past initial chats, she’s about ready to give up.

Laying on her bed spread-eagle with a sigh, she stares up at the ceiling. What started as a vague inking is turning into nothing but a source of frustration. Not exactly what she signed up for. Weighing her options, Ryū eventually stirs when her phone gives an all-too-familiar notification sound.

Another match...wonderful.

Sitting up with a grunt, she opens the message and looks over yet another profile. At first glance, it’s just another guy. Ugh. The amount of lady-seeking ladies has been depressingly low, but...apparently those are usually on their own kind of sites. So, for now, she entertains herself with this one.

Obito Uchiha...huh. Vaguely sounds like her own Japanese roots. There’s a small spark of curiosity, adjusting her stance slightly. Short dark hair, dark eyes, and...well, his pics aren’t the clearest (he clearly knows his good side (or what he’s assuming is his good side since...it’s all she sees)). But she spies a cat. That’s a win. She likes cats. A glance at his actual profile shows a like of sweets, cats (aha!), and a dislike of...aubergines? Googling that, there’s a hum of understanding. It’s eggplant! She...didn’t know that...whoops. The rest of the summary (stuff about ‘being extreme’ and ‘having abs’) gets her to giggle.

Well...might as well give it a try.

Giving the okay, she opens up the chat window, nibbling her lip in thought. What should she say…?

Hello!

A bit surprised, Ryū jolts slightly, not expecting the quick response! ...hi!

I didn’t think you’d accept it so fast!

And I didn’t think you’d say hello so quickly either!

Oh, sorry...was that too fast?

The apology begets a subconscious smile. No, not at all! My phone is usually pretty quiet is all. Sorry if I’m awkward, I’m...still kinda new at this.

Ha, me too. I haven’t had too many matches yet, so I’m still practicing.

Guess we can practice together! Though I have to ask you…

...eh?

What’s your kitty’s name?

Oh! Her name is Tenebris.

Aww, I love that name!

She’s my lady, haha! Helps me reel in the girls ;D

Ryū can’t help a snort. Well it seems to be working. I don’t have any pets, sadly…

What? None at all?

No...I work a lot so I haven’t gotten around to it. And I don’t want them to be lonely!

Bah, cats are good at being alone. Feed them and clean their box and you’re fine.

I’ll have to think about it, haha~

After a few minutes, Ryū realizes...this is the longest she’s talked to someone on here yet. Sure, it was a little stiff to start, but by some grace they just sort of...fell into conversation. No posturing or anything. It’s rather...refreshing! Encouraged, she keeps texting as she starts working on her dinner.

So what kind of work do you do?

I’m a pharmacist! Not quite the doctor I planned on, but it works.

Ohhh, wow!

What about you?

There’s quiet for a few minutes, and Ryū can’t help but wonder if that was a bad question. But then Obito replies, Sorry, my cat got stuck behind the couch...I uh...am currently working on a garbage truck part time…

She blinks. That’s...very random. Nothing wrong with that. It’s an important job, after all!

Eh, yeah...not very charming though, is it?

Oh, pffft. I stand behind a counter all day and give people medicine over and over. It’s not exactly exciting most days. We all make our ends meet somehow.

I guess that’s true.

Smiling at her phone, Ryū keeps cooking and chatting, giving play-by-plays as he asks what she’s making.

Do you like cooking?

Mhm! Food’s one of those things that’s both a necessity, and yet can be fancy when you want it to be, so...I thought it would be good to learn. And it’s a lot of fun!

I’m...okay at it.

Maybe I can give you some lessons down the road, hm?

You would?

Sure! It’d be something fun to do.

Like a first date?

At that, Ryū pauses. Right...dating. That’s what this is all for. She almost forgot… Sure! If that’s something you’d like to do. I guess dinner and a movie is pretty common for that. We’ll just make our own!

I’d really like that!

Cheeks warming, Ryū beams at the screen. I guess...it’s a date! Eventually. Whenever we can make something work, and maybe talk a little more…?

Sure! I take a lot of random side jobs so I can be a little flaky…

That’s okay - we’ll just keep chatting until then. You’re actually the first person that’s been fun to talk to…

He sends a big smile emoji. Success!

You’ll have to think about what we should make! I have to warn you, I like making dessert, too…

Oh no...my biggest weakness…

And no eggplant, right?

Eugh, no.

Haha, noted!

The conversation runs well into the evening until Ryū admits she’d best get to bed. Guess I’ll talk to you some more later, okay?

Mhm!

Say hi to Tenebris for me!

Haha, I will! Goodnight Ryū.

Night, Obito.

Checking her other messages, Ryū plugs in her mobile to charge before mulling over the evening. As she does, a smile slowly pulls at her lips.

Well, she can’t make any assumptions yet, but...this is a good start.

Chatting with Obito quickly becomes a routine. Though not much of a texter before, she checks in and quips with him throughout the day. He tells her about his latest jobs, and she notes anything out of the ordinary at work. Days blend into a week, and then two.

“So…”

“Hm?”

Leaning against the counter, Ryū’s coworker smirks. “Seems to me you hooked one, huh?”

Her cheeks flush pink. “Um...maybe…”

“You haven’t put your phone down for more than fives minutes all day!”

The pink gets darker as the other woman laughs.

“I’m glad! So, you gonna see him?”

“Yeah, eventually...I think we’re both a little nervous.”

“That’s adorable. You’ll have to let me know how it goes! Been nice seeing you look so bright lately.”

Ryū blinks. “...really?”

“Yeah. No offense, but...ever since I’ve worked here, you’ve been so quiet and to yourself. But lately you’ve just seemed more upbeat and...I dunno, out there.”

The observation admittedly takes her a bit off-guard. “...oh…”

“It’s just nice to see you look happy, that’s all. I know a job like this one’s kinda drudgy. Glad you’ve got something to keep your chin up.” With a smile, the other pharmacist straightens and heads back to work.

Still a bit struck, Ryū mulls all that over. True, she’s always been one to keep her nose to the grindstone. Maybe having a bit of a social outlet just...got her going to opening up some more.

...huh.

So...any openings in your schedule coming up?

Uh...I haven’t really checked lately. One sec!

Waiting for Obito’s reply, Ryū nibbles her thumbnail. She’s going to do it. She’s going to ask him over. By now she’s gotten to know him pretty well. She’s always been able to trust her gut, and...she believes she can trust him.

Though just in case, she’ll be letting her neighbor know when he comes to visit.

Just to be safe.

So I think I actually have Sunday clear. Does that work with you?

Yeah! I’m always on a Monday through Friday schedule, so weekends are almost always good with me!

Okay...cool!

Any idea what you wanna make?

Make?

Yeah! Remember, we talked about cooking…?

Ohhh, yeah! Uh...honestly I don’t have any preference.

You sure?

Yeah, just no aubergines.

I remember, haha.

Should I bring anything?

Nah, I’ll handle it. Though I guess if you have a movie you’d like to watch?

Ooh, okay! Uh...any you don’t like?

Maybe nothing too gory…?

Aw, that’s no fun!

I saw enough in medical school, believe me...it’s not fun.

Okay, okay. I’ll pick something.

And with a few other details hashed out...they have a date scheduled.

Ryū’s stomach can’t stop fluttering: both in excitement, and in nerves. She hasn’t really dated since college...what if she does something stupid? Offends him somehow? Or something just goes...wrong?

Okay, no, stop it. It’s gonna be fine. You’ve talked a lot, so...no need to be nervous. Just do it!

By the time Sunday rolls around, she’s as ready as she’ll ever be.

Fiddling with her hair in the bathroom mirror (can she EVER get it to do what she wants?), she jumps as someone knocks on the door. Trying to manage her nerves, she peers through the little peephole, spying what indeed looks to be Obito.

Taking a moment to steady her breath, she pulls open the door and looks up just as he looks over.

...oh.

She always thought his photo gallery on his profile was a bit...empty. At first she hadn’t really noticed that all of Obito’s photos had been taken showing one side of his face.

So only now, with him looking straight at her, does she see what he’s been hiding.

The apprehension in his face clearly shows he’s awaiting her reaction, and at first she can only blink. Eyes naturally slide to the right side where a plethora of scars mar the skin from his brow to his chin. One even reaches up into his lip.

But though it’s a surprise by novelty, it otherwise does nothing to hinder the blush in her face.

...gosh he’s handsome.

Her gaze lingers on the scars for only a moment before lifting back to his eyes, cheeks rosy and giving a demure smile. “...hi.”

“...hey.”

There’s a few beats of awkward silence, the pair of them stuck staring at each other. “...s-sorry! Um...come on in!” Ryū steps aside, going hotter in the face. A nice button-up shirt and clean jeans make him look quite snazzy. Seems her blouse and skirt wasn’t too much or too little. They hadn’t really breached any ideas about how formal to be…

Stepping in, Obito glances around before clearing his throat. From behind his back he draws a little bouquet of flowers. “Er...for you.”

Ryū’s greys alight with delight. “Oh!” It’s cliché as all hell, but she loves them. Delicately accepting the blooms, she gives them a sniff before beaming at him. “Thank you! I, er...I don’t have anything for you…”

“That’s okay! I mean, food’s good with me, heh.”

Giving a giggle, Ryū retreats to the kitchen to put them in some water, setting the vase on her little table. “There…!”

“You...have a really nice apartment!”

“Thank you...I’m always either working or tired, so I don’t manage to mess it up much,” she laughs. “I tried to make it kinda...cute. I’m not exactly an interior designer.”

“No, it’s nice. It suits you.”

That makes her go pink all over again. “...s-so! Um...are you hungry…?”

Obito gives a grin. “Always!”

“Okay! Um...I thought we’d do something a bit...basic? Just in case? Do you like spaghetti…?”

“Yeah!”

“...okay! Cool. Um…” Awkwardness creeping back up, she claps her hands and giggles nervously. “Then, I...guess we’ll give it a try!”

The pair move back into the kitchen, where Ryū already has everything sorted out and ready to go. “Wow...looks professional.”

“Oh gosh, it’s just…” She gestures vaguely. “...I wanted to be ready so we wouldn’t waste any time…” Turning on the heat under the water, she thinks to ask, “...no food allergies, right?”

“No. At least...none I’ve found…? And I’ve had spaghetti before, it should be fine, hm?”

“Okay!”

A bit stuttery at first, she starts guiding him through her process, letting him take most of the reins and acting more as a guide. Obito listens attentively, looking exceedingly focused.

...it’s adorable.

“Okay, so with the grease drained off, we can add our sauce...and once it’s all combined, that’ll be that!” She, in the meantime, worked on a salad mix. “And the garlic bread should be about done, too!”

“You make this all seem so easy.”

She flushes pink. “It...just takes practice! And you did really well!”

“I had a good teacher.”

Once it’s all finished, the pair of them ferry things to the table. “Okay...you try it first.”

“Me?”

“Mhm! You made it, right?”

Glancing to his plate, Obito twirls some noodles onto his fork, lightly pink at Ryū’s watching as he takes the bite and chews. “...it’s good!”

Beaming again, she follows suit. And it’s perfect! Mouth still full, she gives a thumbs-up, making him laugh. Between spaghetti, salad, garlic bread, and a little wine, they get through dinner with hearty conversation and increasing laughter.

“I dunno why I was so nervous,” she admits once they’re done, a cheek leaning against a fist as she twirls the last few sips of her wine. “I mean...we’ve been talking so much already. Guess I just felt kinda...out of practice. Y’know?”

“Yeah, me too. Though I try to bravado my way through things.”

“Well, we got through it. Should we play the movie…?”

“Sure!” He holds up a thumbdrive, grinning. “From my collection.”

“Oho!”

With a refill of wine, they move into the little living room of the apartment, Obito hooking up the TV and starting the film.

“What is it?”

“You’ll see!”

“Not gory, right?”

“Nooo. But...maybe a little scary.”

“Scary is okay. I like spooks. Just not lotsa blood and flesh and…” Her nose wrinkles. “...y’know.”

“Ha, yeah.”

They settle on the one couch she has, and at first sit...a little ways apart. They’d had opposite sides of the table before, and...well, this is new. But like a couple of dumb teenagers, they slowly meander their way closer, testing the other’s boundaries as they go until Ryū finds herself snuggled up against Obito’s side, head on his shoulder.

Obito, just out of her line of sight, is clearly ecstatic.

The movie starts out tame, but true to his word, it quickly takes on a rather creepy tone. Transfixed, Ryū stares at the screen, slowly worming her way further and further into the dip of Obito’s side.

...if she weren’t so focused on the movie, she’d realize that was likely his plan.

Obito, on the other hand, has technically already seen this one, and instead mostly watches for her reactions. The closer they get to a big scare, the more often he looks, biting back a grin until it finally happens -!

Shrieking in terror, Ryū scrambles for someplace to hide, and...ends up burrowing into his chest with a string of garbled, frightened nonsense as Obito does his best not to laugh.

“You okay?”

“I -! That -!” Her head shakes with a whimper, still hiding. “Nope. Nope nope nope.”

“Want me to stop it?”

“...nooo…” One grey peeks out, finding the screen a bit more bearable now. “...that was fricken’ terrifying! Ohhh my gosh!”

He just snickers, ignoring her continuing whines of discomfort. “It’s almost over, don’t worry.”

To his delight, she remains half-perched on his lap for the rest of the film. Once the credits start to creep up the screen, she loses her tension and goes limp. “...I almost had a heart attack…”

“Aw…”

“I mean it was good! But cripes, I wasn’t ready...eugh…”

Obito rubs a hand along her back, still clearly amused. “Gonna be able to sleep tonight?”

“...I better, I have work in the morning…”

He apologizes, watching as she tears herself from the couch and disappears into the kitchen. “...Ryū?”

No answer.

Brow furrowing, he makes to follow just in time to see her pull a pan out of the refrigerator. “What’s that?”

“Peach cobbler,” she sniffs, setting it on the counter and then fetching vanilla ice cream. “This is my reward for surviving your movie.”

“You’re gonna eat the whole pan?”

She shoots him a pout. “...maybe.”

He mirrors the look. “...I want some…”

“You have to promise never to scare me like that again.”

“Okay, okay. But wasn’t it at least a little fun…?”

Scooping the food into bowls, she thinks back over how nice and warm it was in his arms...and she could smell his cologne… “...maybe a little.”

They stay standing in the kitchen, leaned against the counter as they eat their dessert. Though not as lively as before, they chat in the quiet.

“So...on a scale of one to ten, how was our date?”

Ryū sucks on her spoon with a thoughtful hum. “...a nine.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Why not a ten?”

“Because you scared the bejesus out of me!” After a moment to pout, she asks, “...you?”

“A ten.”

“...really?”

“Good food, good movie...good company. What’s not to love?”

She...isn’t sure how to respond to that, so she takes another bite to excuse her silence.

“We’ll have to try cooking something else next time. Something spicy!”

“Not too spicy, it’ll make me sick!”

“Whaaat?”

“I have a delicate stomach...nothing too greasy, either.”

“That’s all the good food!” he laughs.

“It’s not my fault!”

“Fine, fine...we’ll figure something out. I’ll have to find some of my grandmother’s recipes. From Quebec.”

That earns a blink. She thought she heard traces of an accent in his voice, but didn’t want to assume. “...sure! I’d really like that.”

But eventually, the bowls and the wine glasses are empty. The movie is over. The hour is growing late.

It’s time to call it a night.

...but it’s clear neither of them really want to.

Obito offers to help tidy up, and that helps take a little more time. But once that’s done, there’s really no more excuses.

“...well…” Ryū fidgets a bit. “Guess I’ll...say goodnight?”

“Yeah, I better go. Don’t want to keep you up to late. And I’ve got my route in the morning.”

“Mm…”

She walks him to the front door, the pair of them lingering in the opening for a long moment. “...be safe on your way home. Text me to let me know you made it okay, all right?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“And to say goodnight.”

“...again.”

“...yeah, again.”

Another pause.

Indecision seeming to make her bones vibrate, Ryū eventually makes up her mind. Stepping up a bit closer, she lays a hand against Obito’s chest and - with a bit of posturing up on her toes - she gives him a feather-light press of her lips to his.

Flashing pink, he nonetheless reciprocates, both of them easing slowly back apart.

“...goodnight, Obito.”

“...night, Ryū. I’ll...talk to you later.”

Nodding with a shy smile, she watches him head down the hall before forcing herself to shut the door. For a moment, she stands and holds the knob...then turns and leans against it with a sigh.

...it seems so quiet in here now…

Eyes lift to her little dining room table, where the flowers he brought her are still sitting in their vase. The sight brings her a small smile. As much as she’s sad to see him go...well, that just means she’ll get to look forward to seeing him again next time.

Next time...what a lovely concept.

Heaving a more contented breath, she makes her way back into the apartment. Time to get ready for bed, and wait to hear he got home okay. Then she’ll sleep, and start all over again.

...but at least now there’s something to look forward to.

     All righty, another day, this one with Ryū’s ship with @abyssaldespair​‘s Obito, set in a modern verse! I had...several ideas for these two, and picking one was difficult and ended up costing me time BUT, it’s done xD      Hopefully I can get MORE done :’D      But yes! This was actually an idea Meg submitted to me, with the premise based largely on Obito hiding his appearance on his profile until the big reveal! Ryū, of course, doesn’t mind his scars no matter the verse. She still thinks he’s one cute cookie x3      Anywho, I guess that’s...really all there is to say for this one! Hope ya like it Meg, and I better get to work on more drabbles xD

#narutoocxcanonshipweek #noxcsw #abyssaldespair #suigin ryū #uchiha obito #best years of your life [ au ] #online dating

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April 20th-April 26th, 2020 CTP Archive

The archive for the Comic Tea Party week long chat that occurred from April 20th, 2020 to April 26th, 2020.  The chat focused on Only In Your Dreams! by Tuyetnhi Pham.

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BOOK CLUB START!

Hello and welcome everyone to Comic Tea Party’s Book Club~! This week we’ll be focusing on Only In Your Dreams! by Tuyetnhi Pham~! (http://oiydcomic.com/)

You are free to read and comment about the comic all week at your own pace until April 26th, so stop on by whenever it suits your schedule! Discussions are freeform, but we do offer discussion prompts in the pins for those who’d like to have them. Additionally, remember that while constructive criticism is allowed, our focus is to have fun and appreciate the comic! Whether you finish the comic or can only read a few pages, everyone is welcome to join and chat with us!

DISCUSSION PROMPTS – PART 1

1. What did you like about the beginning of the comic?

2. What has been your favorite moment in the comic (so far)?

3. Who is your favorite character?

4. Which characters do like seeing interact the most?

5. What is something you like about the art? If you have a favorite illustration, please share it!

6. What is a theme you like that the comic explores?

7. What do you like about the comic’s story or overall related content?

8. Overall, what do you think the comic’s strengths are?

Don’t feel inspired by the prompts? Feel free to discuss anything else that interested you!

Eightfish (Puppeteer)

5. I like how distinctive the character designs are! The mcs are both very unique and recognizable

8. It doesn't take itself too seriously, but it also explores some real neat concepts

the story is full of personality

carcarchu

the comic's not loading for me shakes fist at wifi, gonna try again tomorrow but i just wanted to say the look of the site is really cute!

Joichi [Hybrid Dolls]

Got the chance to read it So here are some of my thoughts: 1. I like the romantic atmosphere that the comic starts off with warm colours and it gives a vacation ad sensation? 2. My favourite moment is in the pink strange dream world, the colours contrast to the reality of Cara. 4. Fave moment: When that mystery guy shows up and he had corny lines like a romantic parody. It seem so fantastical. 5. I like the colour palette choice of brown tones, shades of pinks. 6. I think the theme is about expectations (it's not clear atm), how Cara is distancing from real relationships and prefer to indulge. 7: I like how the creator shows Cara looking scared of confronting things. It sets an interesting tone of uncertainty. Is she hiding something?(edited)

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

I'm super curious about the situation of Cara not remembering her past dreams with Richie, and how that ties into the theme.

shadowhood (SunnyxRain)

1. I like how I don’t know what to expect. I also like how the premise is relateable; the idea that you are scared of imperfection making you have high standards in life hit close. 2) Every single time we’re treated to....Tuyetnhi’s lovely use of expression. Also the end part of episode 2, because that’s when I realized it’s going to get dark. 3) A tie between Ana and Richie. Ana because she makes me laugh with her blunt assertions (which...aren’t wrong) and Richie because he’s so flamboyant and extra. I love how much personality they all have. 4) Hands down Richie and Cara. They have a really hilarious dynamic going on. 6) The idea that people seek perfection through their dreams instead of facing reality. Also I really liked how it tackles society’s fixation on everyone to find someone....maybe Cara doesn’t need that and needs to focus on herself first? 7) That I won’t know what to expect. I came into this thinking it was going to be a classic romcom, and then I get hit with implicit horror and trippyness. I have a feeling Tuyetnhi is hinting at some darker aspects of the story we have yet to see. 8) Good lord the expressions. They really do the story justice and make me turn the page every time. Also the colours are beautiful.(edited)

(Whoops sorry keiiii)

7) two moments actually!

The fact that their wide eyed sweaty expressions matched made me laugh really hard

And also Cara’s quick acceptance of the situation was so unexpected and hilarious I took a double take. Also props to the colour dissonance; that looks like meme material right there!

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

yeah. I want to make it clear that Cara is like "This is really not my day." lol

shadowhood (SunnyxRain)

Well....you portrayed that sentiment perfectly

Joichi [Hybrid Dolls]

Omg yes the wide eyed expressions were also making me laugh! Well that was an expression I didn't expect coming into the story(edited)

I was wondering if that was suppose to be serious or humorous?

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

both LOL

shadowhood (SunnyxRain)

I see the horror you got going there Tuyetnhi Reminds me of...I dunno Jojo?

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

well............ yes and no lol

shadowhood (SunnyxRain)

But I can’t wait to see what’s going to happen

Although...if we’re going by the silhouette....is she scared of herself?

WHAT DOES THAT MEAN

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

C:

Joichi [Hybrid Dolls]

I like that sense of not knowing what's happening? :)(edited)

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

that will be coming up in Ch. 3 soon

so please wait till then thank u lol

Joichi [Hybrid Dolls]

So far it's tough to choose a fave character right now since I feel the story has just started its first segment. I would like to wait until more content is shown before I can make a firm choice? (I'm analytical, I like to go over OCs flaws and strengths once I know more about them)(edited)

I'm curious to learn about her ex crush, since we only get a glimpse of how Cara precieve him. But what is Dean really like? *Drum rolls(edited)

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

you got.... good questions

it will be rewarded.... later on LOL

mariah (rainy day dreams)

1. What did you like about the beginning of the comic? I really liked the colors and island vibe. And this was even before Animal Crossing came out and I started hardcore living that island life I just love a good, soft pink to purple gradient generally speaking so the opening of the story was like falling into a comfy brain pillow for me. 2-4 I'm just gonna answer these ones kind of all together because they thoughts on then are all kind of threaded together into one big thought. After having read through the archive I really liked the scene with Ana and Cara. When I first read it I was like "dang, she's giving Cara such a hard time," but after having read the scenes where Cara just refused to admit to Richie she doesn't know what's going on I really retroactively appreciated Ana's willingness to call Cara on her bullshit XD I think it's a really good foil trait to have for a protagonist who seems dead set on avoiding confrontation even though it seems like doing so is most likely just gonna come back to bite her later. I imagine we aren't going to see Ana for a while though unless Cara is able to use her Phone A Friend card in the dream realm XD I am also looking forward to seeing more of the Cara doppelganger and how she and Cara interact with each other going forward. That feels like an exciting and drama filled mystery

Cronaj (Whispers of the Past)

1. What did you like about the beginning of the comic? I also love the atmosphere. The color choices are just so beautiful. 2. What has been your favorite moment in the comic (so far)? Ana pointing out Cara's BS hahahaha. 3. Who is your favorite character? Definitely Ana. She's so down-to-earth from what I can tell, someone I'd want to be friends with. 4. Which characters do like seeing interact the most? Probably Ana and Cara. I like to see good friendships depicted, especially in a romance. 5. What is something you like about the art? If you have a favorite illustration, please share it! In general, everything is so soft and pretty. I also really appreciate the fact that all the characters have larger noses. If I had a favorite panel, it would be at the beginning, the sunset beach waves. 6. What is a theme you like that the comic explores? So far, I'm not sure about themes, but I like the talk about the pressure parents give to their children to get married. 7. What do you like about the comic’s story or overall related content? There's a lot of mystery, so I'm looking forward to learning about Cara's dreams, Richie, and the key. 8. Overall, what do you think the comic’s strengths are? The visuals are really nice. I can't stop gushing about the color choices and the pretty atmosphere.(edited)

Joichi [Hybrid Dolls]

The way Cronaj sums up their thoughts on OiYD, I'm agreeing with the statement on Ana and Cara! Esp friendship part

Deo101 [Millennium]

I'll answer the questions hopefully later this week, but this song reminded me of the comic!!! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q4z5ecLCvSQ(edited)

shadowhood (SunnyxRain)

@Deo101 [Millennium] damn that’s a good song

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

Oooo

keii’ii (Heart of Keol)

He's definitely hot and extra

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

lmao

Joichi [Hybrid Dolls]

My joke idea is that Cara is secretly in a reality show starring Richie and her and the bonds they play out is meant for a live broadcast. But she's clearly not agreeing to this(edited)

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

oh god. i don't think that's good for Cara's mental state lmao

Feather J. Fern

Also I have to say, I do love how the first cover is literally Cara being the meme of "Oh no he's hot"

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

fjdkalfdjdklfj

Feather J. Fern

Also I finally started it, while a bit late, I have to relate to Cara being an accountant.

Also I think my favourite panel is "Welp that worked"

Also I have to appreciate picking a pink that doesn't grate on the eyes.

https://gyazo.com/71fe22ea6ac2ebf6b3d85531c66bf8ed Another really good panel

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

I enjoyed making that one LOL

shadowhood (SunnyxRain)

that face is one of my favourites not gonna lie

Feather J. Fern

I really like the surrealness of the story, can't wait to see what happens next

shadowhood (SunnyxRain)

same! I feel like something is about to happen

I'm also wondering how Richie would react to the real world

like....the ex. And her parents.

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

soon™️

Feather J. Fern

More like everyone reacting to Richie XD

shadowhood (SunnyxRain)

Yeah pretty much

Like can Richie handle the world?

More like

Can the world handle RICHIE

RebelVampire

I like that the beginning really contrasts the dream and Cara's reality pretty quickly. I kind of feel it catches that feeling of coming out of a dream to face reality which kind of sucks, and also plays into the themes of dream vs. reality and expectation vs. reality. It's very easy to idealize things, whether as a route of escapism or just because it sounds appealing. But the reality of things generally is always different, and I like that we're seeing this full force in the comic through Cara's perspective. And the contrasts between the two really enhance those topics. My favorite moment in the comic so far is probably when Cara meets what I assume is Dean. Cause I really loved that both parties were kind of at fault, and I also liked how quickly that convo devolved into a grumpfest, because that felt very realistic. My favorite character right now is definitely Richie, because he is ridiculous and sympathetic at the same time. I adore his exaggerated personality, while at the same time feel sorry for him since for him the memories are clearly there and like...I would not want to be in the shoes of someone where the person they loved no longer remembered them. As for character interacting the most, Cara and Richie because that entire premise of one person remembering and the other not makes for a really tense and awkward situation. It's hard to tell where it's going to go. What I like about the art is the palettes of color chosen, since there's some beautiful scenery as well as fantastic contrasts when needed to make certain moments pop (like dream vs. reality).

As for the story content, what I actually like the most is that Cara is a flawed protagonist. I've read a lot of stories where the protagonist is always 100% right in the relationship and is just eternally the victim because society pressure. But Cara has a lot more going on, since she's clearly been at fault in some interactions, and while we can sympathize with people pressuring her into relationships, she also maybe takes it too far by being avoidant of basically every relationship. However, since she has these traits, I'm more invested into her personal dilemmas since she'll actually make mistakes when dealing with stuff. Which I think this is the overall strength of the comic. Cara is just a damn good protagonist who is easily likeable but isn't perfect and whose imperfections are not just brushed off so easily.

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

;_; .... thank you.

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

I love the story so far! When I first started, I figured it would be some sort of awkward story where Richie comes into the real world and he has to figure out how to, like, act natural, and hilarity ensues. But holy cow, Cara losing her memories, and the slide into somewhat of a horror angle - it's not something I expected (though admittedly I could have read the synopsis lol), but it's definitely something I like!(edited)

Comic Tea Party

DISCUSSION PROMPTS – PART 2

9. Do you think the people around Cara were right to try and pressure her into a relationship? Overall, what do you think the comic has to say about relationships and the themes regarding relationship pressure?

10. Is what Cara experiencing dream or reality, and where is the line between them in this case? Additionally, why do you think her dreams have the potential to become reality as opposed to other people? Also, what is the overall message underlying these themes?

11. Is Richie really just a dream Cara dreamt up, or is there something more to him? If he somehow makes it to Cara’s world, do you think he’ll be able to adjust to that reality? Also, can he win Cara over?

12. What do you think the Cara imposter is about, and what does this have to do with the entire situation? Do you think Cara will eventually remember her dreams? Lastly, what do you think Cara has in store for her as the story continues?

Don’t feel inspired by the prompts? Feel free to discuss anything else that interested you!

shadowhood (SunnyxRain)

9. I personally don’t think it was great of the people in Cara’s life to pressure her like that. Sure, they mean well, but it’s most likely bringing Cara’s self esteem down by a lot. I have a feeling that her dreams/reality colliding together is partially motivated by that; the pressure of pleasing society has made her....subconsciously take drastic measures?

10. I’m actually not sure! Maybe there’s a supernatural explanation to it, or it could all just be a dream. Dreams have a way of showing a person’s innermost desires or fears, so maybe Cara’s desires and fears are coming alive in response to external stress factors. So perhaps she opened a portal of sorts between the realms in some way (there’s a key!!!!).

11. Oh I’m thinking they might end up together. But the realist inside me thinks...perhaps what Cara needs isn’t romantic love, but more independent love and being able to love herself. What DOES worry me, however, is the fact that Richie seems...a bit desperate for Cara to like him. Is there a condition to his love after all? If so, that means that it’s possible he’s forced in some way to love her or make her love him. And that’s not really conducive to romance, is it?

12. Ah...the thing that makes me mystified the most. Cara seems to have a negative view of herself, since she told her to get out in the end of chapter two. However, Cara #2 seems to be pretty helpful; knocking on the door to tell her to get out of the house (which Richie has her in), so in a way letting her out. While our Cara seems to dislike her a lot, I think the key to the story would be our Cara needing to accept this double Cara to be really free. Maybe she will, maybe she won’t! But from what I can see from the story and like I’ve said earlier...maybe Cara needs to be able to find love within herself. Love for that Cara double, and enough love to become independent and not bend to society’s overwhelming pressure for outside romance. I hope she finds that as the story comes along, and know that it’s okay to not be ready for love.

As for Richie...hmm. He’s dealing with an amnesiac heroine, and adjusting to the real world. I’m sure it’s going to lead to some hilarious hijinks, but hopefully he can manage! He seems up to the task

RebelVampire

I think whether people were right to pressure Cara is a tricky gray area. On the one hand, no, they were wrong. Nobody should be forced into a relationship. But on the other hand, if you know a person is actively self-sabotaging, isn't it more correct to speak up? So to me this is maybe a situation of good intentions with bad execution. However, I do think overall the comic does say pressuring people into relationships sucks and plz don't do that cause that's how you make ppl run further away. I think it's both, because a dream is reality in a sense. I think many of us have had dreams that caused real emotional affects, whether negative or positive. So the line between them is merely the fact effects are limited. Cara have may have just found a way to cross that line and make a dream a tangible thing that has more consequences. As for why her dreams, I don't know. Maybe she's just super good at dreaming. I do think as the overall message though is that dreams are good but not when we get lost in them, because then we idealize and reject "reality" in ways that aren't healthy. I do think Richie is primarily something Cara dreamt up, but kind of not maybe. Like sure maybe Cara is idea creator, but something else was involved in making the physical reality of that idea. As for Richie adjusting to Cara's world, I'm sure it will be laughably hilarious. I do think he can sort of win Cara over, at least in the sense of being friends. Cause how can you hate Richie? I'm taking a shot in the dark and saying Cara imposter is the embodiment of Cara's missing memories but since they're just memories, all they can do is imitate. As for Cara remembering, I feel like it will be yes but I kind of want it to be no. I like the idea of them having to reform a relationship entire from scratch.

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

Oo good impressions! I wish I have more to say but it would affect the story LOL. Enjoyed reading everyone's theories tho!

Joichi [Hybrid Dolls]

Ok my turn, let's see what my head theories are: 9: I felt the same annoyance as Cara but it's a mixed feeling, Even though, people shouldn't pressure a lady on her love life, she also has a problem with being in relationships. Or I remember one quote from the story was how she 'ditched her dates by rushing to the bathroom.' although I don't know her circumstance, I do know she has issues to settle too. Relationship pressure is real, especially as a young person grows older. 10. From the comic visuals, it feels much like it's her escapism dream. The only clue I got, is that her holding a literal 'key' connecting both worlds, is evidence that both world could collide. So far, we haven't seen other people's dreams, or whether this is an unusual occurrence in the world? It seems to be a message about idealistic relationships. Since Cara seem to turn away real ones, it manifested? 11. I'm curious about Richie's character too. He seems like a powerful imagination, enough to sway the lead, so he's more than a simple figment. I wonder if his submissive, flirtatious (?) personality was build in him. He doesn't seem to have a 'life' outside his dream house, or so far. 12. I'm not sure whether the 'Other Cara' might be trying to help her or is that.. actually a shadow side? I don't want to say too much, but it's interesting to see where the story goes.(edited)

shadowhood (SunnyxRain)

Oh! You make a good point about Richie; I never thought about that! Do you think maybe he's simply a part of Cara and eventually gains his own sentience/personality?

Joichi [Hybrid Dolls]

Hehe I like analyzing dreams :3 In dream theory, I feel he could be? I was more skeptical whether he should be treated as a real character or something else.(edited)

shadowhood (SunnyxRain)

man this does make me want to look up dream psychology

i have a feeling...Tuyetnhi is using some theories from that

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

Hmmmm dream psychology you say?

I guess you can say there's some elements of that, but it's not a major chunk of it if that makes sense lol

Comic Tea Party

DISCUSSION PROMPTS – PART 3

13. What are you most looking forward to seeing in regards to the comic?

14. Any final words of encouragement for the comic?

Don’t feel inspired by the prompts? Feel free to discuss anything else that interested you!

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

13. Maintaining the will power to finish OIYD! so I can see it as its end lmao. As a passion project but also something that I want to invest in when I have the time, I hope ya'll looking forward in reading Ch. 3 very soon lol.

shadowhood (SunnyxRain)

13. I really want to see how both Cara and Richie will develop as characters. Whether Cara will figure out for herself what being both independent means....and whether she does want a relationship for herself and not for other people. Likewise with Richie, I want to see if he'll be able to be his own person...and whether he's real or not. I have a lot of questions that I want to be answered, and I can't wait to keep reading.

14. Tuyetnhi, good luck on the webcomic. It's hard to start one and even harder to pull off a good one, and I know yours is a good one. I really look forward to reading more from you. You're amazing (edited)

Tuyetnhi (Only In Your Dreams!)

thank you

Joichi [Hybrid Dolls]

13. I'm interested in learning more about Cara's conflicts, why she is hesitant about having a real relationship vs her dream one? I love the unexpected dark twist that the story seems to be going. 14. I want to say, no pressure and take your time to complete the chapter. Just know you have my support and willing to read when it is ready. Good luck

RebelVampire

I'm looking forward to more Richie being Richie. Because he is an adorable person. And also because I'm waiting for some 'reality' culture shock. My final words are that this comic has a strong themes game going on and an intriguing premise, so it'll be fun to see where the comic is in a few more chapters since I'm pretty sure we're in for a wild ride.

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THE MEGA RP PLOTTING SHEET / MEME.

First and foremost, recall that no one is perfect, we all have witnessed some plotting once which did not went too well, be it because of us or our partner. So here have this, which may help for future plotting. It’s a lot! Yes, but perhaps give your partners some insight? Anyway BOLD what fully applies, italicize if only somewhat.

Mun Name: Leo      Age: 27       Contact: IM, Inbox, Disco

Character(s) I rp: Canon: Shiro, Sebastian, Dirk, Kyoya, Kurama, Nelliel, Maka, Dwicky. OCs: Hades, Google, Emogene, Dominic, Seirios, Iso, Felix, Reeves, Nyx, Zeru, Ren, Charlie, Dakota, Nemo, Bluejay, Koko, BD, Raven, Cora, Sammie, Lucie, Poppie, Ollie, Alphie, Bambi, Abbigail, Hiraeth, Bonnie, Rei, Rory.   Which muse(s) inspires you the most atm?(for MM): Nelliel, Shiro, Rei, Bonnie, Hiraeth.  Current Fandom(s): Bleach, V/LD, Naruto. (I’m not deeply involved in the fandoms themselves anymore.) Fandom(s) you have an AU for:  Uhhhhh.. I basically have an AU for any fandom if I know it well and am asked for it.  My language(s): English. (I’m learning other languages but I don’t RP in them unless it’s just a sentence or two.)  Themes I’m interested in for rp:   Fantasy / Science fiction / Horror / Western / Romance / Thriller / Mystery / Dystopia / Adventure / Modern / Erotic / Crime / Mythology / Classic / History / Renaissance / Medieval / Ancient / War / Family / Politics / Religion / School / Adulthood / Childhood / Apocalyptic / Gods / Sport / Music / Science / Fights / Angst / Smut / Drama / etc. Themes/Genres you have an AU for: Modern, Mythology, Medieval. 

Preferred Thread length: one-liner / 1 para / 2 para / 3+ / novella. (I legit love all lengths, tbh, it’s more so with one-liners I tend to lose interest if there’s no substance to further it.)  Asks can be send by: Mutuals / Non-Mutuals / Personals / Anons. Can Asks be continued?:   YES / NO   only by Mutuals?:  YES / NO. Preferred thread type: crack / casual nothing too deep / serious / deep as heck. Is realism / research important for you in certain themes?:   YES / NO. Are you atm open for new plots?:  YES / NO / DEPENDS.  (I’ve admittedly been v busy, so if you’re fine with me takin’ forever-- YES) Do you handle your draft / ask - count well?:  YES / NO / SOMEWHAT.  How long do you usually take to reply?:  24h / 1 week / 2 weeks / 3+ / months / years. I’m okay with interacting: original characters / a relative of my character (an oc) (It really depends here.) / duplicates / my fandom / crossovers / multi-muses / self-inserts / people with no AU verse for my fandom / canon-divergent portrayals / au-versions (as main or only verse). Do you post more ic or occ?:  IC / OOC.(I post more IC, but the gaps between IC and OOC make it seem like there’s more OOC at times???) Are you selective with following others?:  YES / NO / DEPENDS.  (This is entirely because half the fandoms some of my muses come from are absolute shit so I have to be careful.) 

Best ways to approach you for rp/plotting:  IM or Inbox-- tbh, Just kick my inbox in and screech that you wanna plot/rp with me so long as you’re a mutual. I’m honestly so laid back?? Sure, it might take me a minute but this is entirely because IRL things and not because I’m putting anyone off. 

What expectations do you hold towards your plotting partner:  Having fun? Having ideas? I guess, just, mutual interest? I mean, I’m here to write! I’m here to have fun! If you’re not interested in that much alone then?? I guess bye?? ‘Cause I’ll become very annoying to anyone who doesn’t have an interest purely because I’ll randomly ambush my partners with excitement and ideas. 

When you notice the plotting is rather one-sided, what do you do?:  Oh I’ll just straight up ask if they want to continue the thread or start a new one! I mean, I get it, you can lose interest or otherwise just not feel it anymore and that’s fine! If you’re not interested in that particular thread, then no worries, we can always start more! If you’re just being one-sided in general, however?? I’m not gonna be interested at all and I’ll likely tell you as such. 

How do you usually plot with others, do you give input or leave most work towards your partner?:  Normally it’ll just happen? I’ll do my “Hey what if they ___” thing and then a rapid bombardment of inquiries and excitement later, there is a thread. It’s usually mutual, the involvement of creating this plot, but sometimes it’s just me being excited and them being excited and then suddenly BAM THERE BE THREADS. S’all good over here! 

When a partner drops the thread, do you wish to know?:   YES / NO / DEPENDS. - And why?: I mean?? I’d like to know, yes! But I get that sometimes it’s incredibly anxiety ridden trying to tell someone that you’ve lost interest in a thread. It’s alright if you don’t tell me, but if you can muster up the courage to do so I’d appreciate it! I’m not gonna be upset at you for losing interest/muse in a thread! If I cared deeply about the story, I might poke at you and then you can tell me?? Either way it’s fine and tbh, I don’t mind. However, please let it be known that you can take forever on a reply as well so don’t worry about just hoarding a draft too! Tbh, I had someone reply to a thread literally a year later and I was still excited for it!  - What should your partner do when dropping a thread?:  Just shoot me an IM or hell, make a list of threads you’re dropping and tag me in it??? Which ever! Or don’t even tell me at all, whatever works for you sugar! 

What could possibly lead you to drop a thread?:  Hmn, being overwhelmed-- I tend to accumulate a lot of drafts and 90% of them are long so sometimes I’ll drop a thread or two to help myself get by. Also lack of muse/interest is a factor. I won’t drop a thread purely out of being overwhelmed unless I just can’t muster up the muse to respond to it.  - Will you tell your partner?:   YES / NO / DEPENDS. Sometimes I get overwhelmed myself and I’ll drop a thread, forget to tell my partner, etc. Other times I’ll tell them before I even delete the draft! 

Is communication in the rpc important to you?   YES / NO. - And why?:  Yes and no~ Yes primarily! I get that others can take a minute to muster up the courage to talk to others and would just prefer to keep things to a few sentences at first! However, I can and will ambush you with conversation and interest nonetheless. Because communication is important. If you’ve got something you wanna say to me, say it! I’m here for it!  - Are you okay with absolute honesty, even if it may means hearing something negative about you and/or portrayal?:  Yup! If you’ve got an issue or something that might come across as criticism to say, say it! Civil discussion is absolutely wanted here and I would like to work out any issues you may have with me or my portrayal.  - Do you think you can handle such situation in a mature way?  YES / NO.

Why do you rp again, is there a goal?:  To write and have fun! To explore in depth the characters I create or take on! I mean, c’mon, lbr here-- my gremlin ass muses require some more in depth speculation and investigation into their characters! I love the creativity, the world building, the constant drive to do better and to make others feel something from words alone. The capability to rend emotion from another living being simply from reading and reacting to something I created is amazing and I want to make others cry, laugh, smile and think. I want to create. 

Wishlist, be it plots or scenarios:  Oh man, there’s an endless supply of things I’d like to do! I want to explore the depths of my muses’ histories more?? Like Shiro, I want to write out the things he must’ve seen, felt, experienced. How Nelliel was when she was alive, how Shiro fared in the Arena when he wasn’t fighting, Seb’s life torn between the various throws of data and reality-- there’s so much! And ALL THE AU’s!!!! All of them!!!  

Themes I won’t ever rp / explore: Sure, I work with a lot of darker themes like torture, gore, etc-- but I will not write Rape, sexual abuse, nor will I write child loss.  

What Type of Starters do you prefer / dislike, can’t work with?: I can work with most starters! However, if I’m randomly given a starter that I can’t work with for the muse selected, I’ll inform the person who wrote it! I appreciate the effort given but don’t expect me to be able to reply to every random starter given! Sometimes, they don’t even show up in my tag. 

What type of characters catch your interest the most?:  Okay, I’m a sucker for the underdogs, aggressive folks and the villains. I’m not even going to try and lie and say I don’t immediately look at the Aizens and Kenpachis and go ah yes, those fucking gremlins, give me ten. I also love the background characters? The side characters in a show that seem so unimportant but have a crucial role? I love characters that have such an obscure involvement that you have to stop and ask why and how their involvement was crucial. I also love the soft beans? The ones who are so hyped with positivity and gleaming interest that they just can’t be ignored?? But then turn around and whoop some poor sap’s ass with that sparkle sparkle smile. Also love the upstanding moral types that also acknowledge that some things can’t be avoided and that morality is a grey area dependent on the perceptions of the individuals themselves. 

What type of characters catch your interest the least?:  Hmn-- I guess the kind that don’t seem to have much substance to them? The ones that are just uncharacteristically too kind. Yes, I love the overwhelmingly positive types but?? Also?? The ones that are too kind and without flaw just?? Don’t strike me as interesting. Also the ones that are just cruel for some obscure reason just to give them a reason to be villains. I mean I understand but also?? Villains don’t have to have a reason?? They can be cruel just to be cruel. Idk that’s always just been a thing with me.

What are your strong aspects as rp partner?:  I guess that I’m fairly laid back? I don’t mind if you take 10 years to reply, I’m going to get excited if you message me with some random idea, I’m not going to be bothered by any ideas you suggest?? I can also sometimes give u doodles?? I don’t have time to doodle a lot but sometimes, once in a blue moon, you’ll get a random offering of doodled booty for ur blessing. Also gonna hit you up with random HCs, ideas, threads, etc?? Always?? Idk, I’m not too good at thinking about positive aspects of myself lmfao. 

What are your weak aspects as rp partner?: Hnnn, I’m too laid back at times. I take too long to reply and I’m busy af IRL. I’m often goaded into being irritated by some asshole or another so I can come off aggro af too when I don’t mean to be. Sometimes I can get overwhelmed and disappear for a week, other times I can end up overwhelming someone else by being too excited? I tend to watch how much I do and say because I feel like I might come off as smothering and am too used to being shut down and told to shut up so I just don’t?? Do anything sometimes. I’m also not very good at initiating contact sometimes so I tend to go days and weeks without speaking to others. 

Do you rp smut?:  YES / NO. Do you prefer to go into detail?:  YES / NO / DEPENDS. Are you okay with black curtain?:  YES / NO. - When do you rp smut? More out of fun or character development?:  Usually only if it’s developmental for the characters involved. Sometimes it’s just fun to do! It really depends on the characters involved + if I have any muse in general for it.  - Anything you would not want to rp there?:  ???? Kinda vague, Idk? I mean if I don’t wanna rp somethin’ I’ll say so. 

Are ships important to you?:   YES / NO. Would you say your blog is ship-focused?:   YES / NO. Do you use read more?:  YES / NO / SOMETIMES. Are you: Multi-Ship / Single-Ship / Dual-Ship  —  Multiverse / Singleverse. - What do you love to explore the most in your ships?:  The relationship, the depth of two muses who can be wildly different or even similar. The multifaceted involvement of others to that relationship, the angst, the arguments, the sad moments along with all the happy things and how hard one might try while the other is cold-- etc. I don’t just want happy dates and sunshine, that’s not how relationships work after all!   - What is your smut tag?: Kettledrums

Are you okay with pre-established relationships?: YES / NO. - And what kind of ones?: I like a lot of pre-established relationships! However, I can be a tad wary of child muses? Aka: The ones who are children of one of my muses. Reason being, sometimes even I don’t know how they’d raise a child so the muse in question would be off putting to me because it’s out of my realm. Beyond that, I’m down for just about everything! 

► SECTION ABOUT YOUR MUSE.

- What could possibly make your Muse interesting towards others, why should they rp with this particular character of yours now, what possible plots do they offer?:  Since I have so many damn muses, I’mma just go with Shiro for all of this-- I suppose what they could find interesting is his very multifaceted dynamic as a soldier, human, technical non-human (Zombae), war worn, space exploring person. He can be rainbows and sunshine but also can suddenly become incredibly aggressive and cold. He’s not one or the other, he’s all and everything that he’s learned and encompassed while still remaining fragile and human in the end. Writing with him can be inspiring and can be soul wrenching, depending on the thread. As for plots, dude your character could be in space in one thread if the otherwise couldn’t be. There’s so many ways to go about writing with him?? He’s such an amazing character and the plots he can be instilled in are almost limitless with just his main verse. 

- With what type of Muses do you usually struggle to rp with?:   Hmn-- I guess the main one I have issues injecting him into place with would be the ones who are strictly non-tech oriented?? I mean, I can still have him there but getting him to fit is just?? Really difficult. Also with people who RP villains of his fandom and expect him not to be volatile. I’m sorry, but if you’re writing a S.endak or a Z.arkon-- you’re not going to get roses and butterflies with Shiro, plain and simple. If that’s something you can’t accept then don’t approach him with those muses.  - With what type of Muses do they usually work well with?:  He works really well with most anyone! So long as one goes into it knowing he can be hostile with soldiers, Galra, etc; then he can be used no matter what. He’s one of my most capable muses that doesn’t have much of an issue when it comes to responding. 

- What interests your Muse(s) in general:  Space, mechanics, biomedical engineering, people, freedom, fighting for a cause, flowers, his mother, violin, cats, sparring, getting stronger, constellations, nebulae, engineering, literature, alien languages, cooking. - What do they desire, is their goal?:  The safety of others, the freedom of others, the ability to choose, hope-- he wants to make sure those he cares for and all others are free and safe from the Galra take over.  - What catches their interest first when meeting someone new?:  How they look at him. If they show signs of pity, of fear, he tends to walk away from any possible meeting with them. Otherwise, their appearance is what first catches his eye. How they dress, how they respond to him, how they talk and if he can make them crack a smile with an awkward joke.  - What do they value in a person?:  Hope, Strength, Loyalty, Purpose, Honesty, Patience. - What themes do they like talking about?:  Shiro’s more of a listener than a talker, but honestly he’ll talk about anything of interest and question anyone’s as well to get them to talk about it. It’s what makes conversation with him easygoing most of the time.  - Which themes bore them?:  Himself. He’ll try to avert any conversation about himself if it’s too personal or too close to something. It’s not so much that it bores him but that type of talk is reserved for those insanely close to him. Also talk of command bores the FUCK out of him. He’s never been one to really like rank. 

- Did they ever went through something traumatic?:  So. Fucking. Much. Between being a prisoner of a war he was never involved with to being told he was a leader of a rebellion for said war, being a prisoner in the Arena and forced to fight and kill others, being held down and sedated as he tried to warn the others, DYING-- this boy has been thru too much.  - What could possibly trigger them?:  Certain noises, textures, Galra, medical equipment, certain lighting.  - What could set them off, enrage them?:  Galra, someone protecting him. - What could lead to an instant kill?:  Any bloodlust towards him or those he cares for. Most of the time, he has this under control and tries to be merciful, give them a chance; but sometimes, especially during an episode; there’s no stopping him from gunning for someone’s throat if they had any intent to harm another or himself. 

- Is there someone /-thing they hate?:  Z.arkon, S.endak, L.otor, H.aggar, Druids, himself a lot of the time. - Is there someone /-thing they love?:   The paladins, space fam in general, his mother, his friends, people in general. 

Is your Muse easy to approach?: YES / NO. - Best ways to approach them?:  Just approach him? Honestly, Shiro’s one of the easiest persons to converse with and get near. That doesn’t mean his guard is dropped, but he’s very easy going a lot of the time outside of battle. So long as you have a reason to approach him (even simpler ones like: his appearance, his arm, etc) then you’re set.  - Where are they usually to find?:  Oof, honestly? Anywhere. Space, Earth, other places-- he’s constantly on the move. If you want a set place, just say somewhere on Earth and I can work with that. 

Something you may still want to point out about your muse?:  Shiro is certainly easy to get along with, but he is not without flaw or issue. He has a plethora of issues even after the fall of the Galra Empire. He’s not without his scars, physical and otherwise. Approaching him is easy but getting close to him is not. Don’t expect him to be an open book. Just because he can talk about war, battle, fighting with a straight face doesn’t mean he wasn’t effected by it. He has suffered greatly and it will show the closer you get to him. 

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