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findafight · 1 year

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Okay I kept thinking about this post and Steve being a BNF of Corroded Coffin message board of the internet of yore.

Alright so way back in the nineties Suzie hooks everyone up with the internet, yes? Yes. Eddie and Steve got together in '92 after some mutual pining and a few disastrous relationships that couldn't handle 1) Steve and Robin's general QPR clinginess 2) Eddie's intensity 3) the secrecy required if having multiple years of monster fighting and subsequent NDAs and the trauma associated therein. They're older and more settled and ready for an Adult Relationship.

Corroded Coffin is gaining traction and doing really well and the internet is still a brave new frontier, so Steve says to Eddie something like "I'm going to see if there's some message boards about you 🥰" and find them he sure does. So he makes accounts and posts under the username EddiesOnlyGroupie because he's hilarious and also the mods banned him from using EddieMunsonsHusband (he figured it was fine on the internet because nobody actually knew who he was but APPARENTLY NOT homophobia lives on in the digital age). He gets pretty well known in the Corroded Coffin fandom, most assuming he's a woman because he will go off on how hot Eddie looked at a gig. Like. Saying unhinged internet shit because 1) true and 2) he and Eddie think it's so funny. Everyone kinda believes the groupie thing too because of all the performance pics he's able to post and how he'll sometimes offer tidbits if knowledge about the band.

When they transition from chatrooms to livejournal etc he follows, with the same username. He's kind of a legend by the mid aughts. EOG is the acronym people use when discussing theories on his identity, and he's like "guys I'm literally his only groupie it's self explanatory. Guys why don't you believe me Eddie hasn't slept with anyone but me since 1992. We're basically married". He goes "it's not a mystery we literally are in love and Jeff and I go to Cubs games and cry when they inevitably lose together. Gareth is Godfather to my cats" (Eddie is still offended that he was not named Sassafras and Moonshine's godfather when Steve and Robin adopted them in '89). No one believes him.

Possibly because he still thirsts after Eddie and whenever someone posts a new Eddie pic those in the know wait for him to pop up with comments like "I want to bite his neck omg" "he has no ass but nobody is perfect I'll settle between his thighs anyway" and "literally a crime I am not married to him right now what the fuck" As twitter grows he swoops in to grab his handle, and follows a bunch of other CC fan accounts (some of them old friends, some of them new to the scene)(EOG 100% has his own fanlore page, which also has speculation on who he is and how he gets all the bts pics. It also doesn't believe when he says what it says on the tin. He's Eddie's only groupie.)

tumblr and tiktok come round and Steve is like. Openly horny on main. He's seen some shit go down on the internet but he's still commenting on Eddie fan edits that are title shit like "why am I attracted to this middle-aged white man" and "retro cc fancam" with things like "I'd let him lick the inside of my ear and only bring it up to tease him on special occasions" "his FINGERS" "back in '89 Jeff and Howie and Claire staged a mutany over this song because they were 'sick of Eddie only writing about biting bats' lmao" and "Jeff is my favourite member of cc"(just to stir the pot)

Eddie comes out in the 2010's and he's like "yeah I've been in a long term relationship with someone who is usually mostly a man kinda (gender is fucky) for the past twenty years, lol. His name's Steve. I love him a lot even if he mocks me online." and of course EOG comments "the mods of that old message board should have let me keep my original handle of EddieMunsonsHusband. When're you gonna make it reality, Munson? smh" and everyone is like Huh?? EOG is a MAN? And he's like yeah? Sometimes?? Not always?

(He 100% thinks this is him telling people he's Eddie's Steve. They don't get the message)

Anyways life goes on Steve continues to thirst under pictures of Eddie, he has his pronouns and name in his bio on twitter (Steve, he/him, she/her, Eddie Munson's first and only groupie 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ ) and continues to post behind the scenes photos that shockingly few people question (she always says "because I'm his groupie" though. He and Eddie think this is VERY funny and also true. Robin groans. They've been making the same joke for two decades.) and people believe it because Eddie has interacted EOG sometimes, liking photos or videos, commenting sometimes. (Steve has a more professional realname account that he rarely uses but Eddie usually tags Steve there)

And THEN Internet user EddiesOnlyGroupie says he's taking a few weeks off for her honeymoon because "I'm finally marrying the man of my dreams!" And people are happy for him but also bummed because Eddie is also taking a two week hiatus but EOG promises wedding and honeymoon photos. (Face reveal! Sorta!)((he doesn't get why people are excited because he's pretty sure he's been in a lot of Eddie's recent pictures, but whatever)

Imagine the Internet's surprise when Eddie Munson posts a collection of pictures spanning '86 to his 2016 wedding of him and Steve, including one of Steve looking seriously at an old desktop computer, captioned "Steve starting his internet career" and tags EOG.

Steve qrt with "I told yall. I'm his only groupie, and they should've let me keep EddieMunsonsHusband even if they WERE homophobic. Because now it's TRUE"

Niche internet community drama chaos ensues.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #rockstar eddie munson #rockstar!eddie #cc bnf steve #stranger things #this is cleaned up from a version i word vomited in a discord group lol #also Sassafras and Moonshine are steve and Robin's rescue cats they got when they went to adopt one but then found out they were bonded #and stobin had already agreed that theyd eventually get two cats and call them sassafras and moonshine after Stone Soul Picnic #so when faced with platonic soulmate Cat Edition with the names they already wanted. it was a sign.#finda's rambles #finda writes stuff #genderqueer steve harrington

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Always wanted to ask, how does each Eddie's house/apartment look like; where do you envision each of them living?

dom!eddie i picture living in a trailer sorta similar to wayne's. less stuff if that makes sense, since he hasn't lived there as long??? very boy decorated. mismatch, hand-me-down furniture. he tries to make it homey and tapes pictures of you and him on the wall lol. no frame, just packing tape and it's sweet and a little funny. quilts on the bed he got from wayne, posters in his room- maybe the living room. not a throw pillow in sight until you move in lol. probably like one plate, one fork, one spoon, one knife type vibe lol. very boy coded.

janitor!eddie i picture the same vibe as before (i'll call dom!eddie the default) until he moves in with you. i think it would be a small home. two bedrooms (technically three if you count the small 'office' space that you turned into a room). no garage, but he built a covering for you. it's very homey. he built shelves in the living room for all your books (i fuckin' lost the book blurb if anyone has it lol). lots of pictures on the wall, over the mantle. really just a very homey cozy vibe, and i'll leave how that looks up to you :)

older!eddie also has a house. it's not huge by any means, bigger than average. like a one story, three or four bedroom, two and a half bath kinda vibe. he got it after the divorce and he could afford it. he wanted brielle to have her own space and have some extra room for the hopeful future, and he's glad he did. probably very bare minimum as well before you moved in. like a nicer couch- no throw pillows, maybe one throw brielle bought at target, like one of those cheap ones from the $5 section lol. pictures of brielle in frames, but that's the only decor. not even a doormat. two flat ass pillows on the bed, but in nice sheets. a toothbrush holder, hand soap, and no towel on the bathroom. has a music room with his guitar and stuff, garage full of tools to do oil changes and stuff if he needs to. one half broken plastic laundry basket, and candles brielle brings home from bath and body works lol. please tell me you're getting the vibe lol.

mafia!eddie is a 180 entirely. ENTIRELY. mansion. he built it so it's new, but he wanted it to look gothic and ominous as fuck. like very unapproachable. dark exterior, steel gates at the front of the property. he bought land out in the middle of the woods in hawkins, off the beaten path for sure so you wouldn't see the entrance unless you were looking for it type? lots of dark red oriental carpets, red sheets, mahogany wood, chandeliers that are kinda dramatic and dark. all the furniture looks victorian but dark. i think it's mentioned in curiosity killed the cat that he was going for a vibe that was "a mix between dracula and the godfather" lol. large book shelves, candle opera lighting, dark grand stair well, bear skin rug (with the head bc he thought it looked sick). large, tall windows but all the glass is one way glass so it looks even freakier from the outside. very gothic victorian chic.

rockstar!eddie ok so pre-kids- he had a home in malibu, a penthouse in la. owns a couple different properties bc why not. he hired someone to decorate, but really it's like he put weird shit in there lol. like very rockstar- bachelor pad coded. like there's a fifty thousand dollar imported couch... next to light sabers on the wall that he won at a bidding bc they were used in a movie. bedroom is very... interesting lol. def has a waterbed in at least one room. has a bed post with clips for his... activities lol. probably a hook for a sex swing too. then a whole music memorabilia type room. plaques, his achievements, but also things he's collected.

tamed rockstar!eddie with kids- he lets nb decorate mainly but he also adds a few things. he designs the sex dungeon and it does in fact look like a dungeon. dramatic ass lighting, literal chain cuffs on the wall, a bed that with thick posts, mirror on the ceiling, a whole wall of toys. it's so him, like his mind. then he also has a studio in his basement. really, it started bc when he started having kids, he didn't want to leave his house. didn't want to drive into the city to record, so had one put there bc why not? he's got the $$ lol. he also gets the flowers pressed from their three weddings, the baby showers, any really big achievement- he'll get a bouquet made and pressed and preserved. nb always hangs them and decorates with them, and it makes him so proud lol.

bouncer!eddie lives in an apartment. it's very sketch, very cheap. like one bedroom, one bath, tiny ass kitchen and little living room. he literally just lives there. no personal touches beside a tv, a boombox. mattress on the ground, card table and folding chairs, leftover box as a nightstand, towel as a bath mat. he mainly stays at your place so he's not too worried about it, but the first time you come in, you're a little horrified.

cowboy!eddie- i know this is going to sound cliche but if you've ever seen the ranch on netflix lol. that's what i picture. like that wooden, ranch style house. a little older, i think it's been renovated since it was built like forever ago. small screened in porch, wooden dutch doors. a sun room in the back of the house with some house plants. an older couch and recliner, a wooden heater stove in the living room- it was apart of the original design of the house so he kept it, even with the ac/heating unit. patterned quilts on the bed, old school floral sheets that came with the house lol. really, he didn't do much to it besides add a few of his things when he moved in, because it was his grandparent's home before his.

modern!eddie had an apartment close to the park for a very small time. roomed with gareth, and then once he started staying with you, he didn't stay there anymore. probably didn't have a bed, but a futon they put in one of the rooms and had all their gaming stuff in it. he's victim of the striped, blue comforter that's faded as hell. has a rick and morty poster he put on the wall with thumb tacks. tv on the ground with his gaming stuff, wires everywhere. a closet that has shit spilling out of it. very messy lol.

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losrtphu · 10 months

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LUNA SEA B-PASS 1996 21 Q&A [TRANS]

PART 1

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Link to part 2

QUESTION & ANSWERS

A QUESTIONNAIRE THAT GETS YOU KNOWLEDGEABLE ABOUT THE CURRENT LUNA SEA MEMBERS IN PUBLIC AND PRIVATE, 21 QUESTIONS TO THE 5 MEMBERS

What is sports do you guys like?

RYUICHI: Surfing,boxing and tennis. I'm the type who has to play the sport themselves or they wont be satisfied.

SUGIZO: Boxing, ah but I'd like to try scuba-diving or sky diving!

INORAN: If it's just watching sports then i like them all

J: Soccer. watching the Olympics (laughs)

SHINYA: i like watching people play sports, because you can feel that person's determination and passion while watching

What is your favorite time of the day?

RYUICHI: Right before falling asleep.

SUGIZO: At night. my body gets a surge of energy, even the rough nights, the lonely quiet nights, everything starts at night.

INORAN: Dusk.

J: It has nothing to do with the time of the day, but whenever I'm in my bed i feel happy

SHINYA: Morning, when I've just woken up. It's rough, but i enjoy thinking about what to do for the day.

what's your favorite brand of alcohol/cigarettes and how much do you drink/smoke?

RYUICHI: I don't smoke. as for wine i drink white Italian wine or white German wine. for whisky i enjoy 12 year old Canadian club whiskey.

SUGIZO: for cigarettes, JPS. my recent favorite is a vodka base cocktail, or like a vodka martini.

INORAN: about 3 boxes of Kent milds. for alcohol as long as it's good Japanese sake I'm fine. how much i drink/smoke depends on the time and place (laughs)

J: 3 boxes of caster milds. for alcohol, lots of beer, vodka, wine, honestly anything (laughs)

SHINYA: i smoke Rothmans. i don't know about alcohol but i drink watered down whiskey a lot.

name a movie that moved you.

RYUICHI: I think I've been moving away from watching movies...

SUGIZO: This year i would say "STRANGE DAYS" but my all time favorite is probably the 007 series or "BLADE RUNNER". and also "GODFATHER"

INORAN: Hmm i haven't watched many recently. but i want to watch "LISBON STORY" and "HEAT".

J: I haven't watched any recently but "RIVER RUNS THROUGH IT" was really heartwarming, i liked it.

SHINYA: I haven't had time to watch movies. i have a sets of laser discs but i haven't watched a single one of them.

What's your ultimate dream woman?

RYUICHI: A girl who seems normal at first but when she talks she seems a bit stand offish, but a they still have a childish part about them.

SUGIZO: Vanessa Paradis or Sophie Marceau. oh! and Carole Bouquet, for some reason they're all french..

INORAN: I don't have an ideal and I don't really care about appearance, I just want someone who can sympathize/empathize(TN: honestly not sure if the difference matters here lol) with me

J: i think that someone who is put together/independent and is actively trying to fulfill their goal is wonderful.

SHINYA: I admire the idea of being a women. because emotionally speaking it's something i could never be, so i want to know more about them.

Do you guys have any pets, and if not what pet would u like to raise?

RYUICHI: I've started raising 2 dogs, one's a Pomeranian and the other one's a miniature sheep dog.

SUGIZO: Turtles. They're a something-something akamimi turtle (red ear slider) or something like that, they're really cute! by the way they're names are Mickey and Malorie ((TN: he named them based off the two main characters in the movie "natural born killers"))

INORAN: 2 cats. there's a lot of animals that id like to have as pets though, like a dog or a fish... oh yeah, a wolf.

J: I'd want to have a dog as a pet but having an owl as a pet also sounds nice cus they're awake at the same time i am (laughs) letting them sit on my shoulder and then going for walks (laughs)

SHINYA: i have a hamster. if i were to have a pet in the future probably a big fluffy dog, like a golden retriever.

name some items that are near the entrance of your house.

RYUICHI: The first thing you see when you walk in my house is probably the lights, but i do have a stone statue placed there as well.

SUGIZO: I have an art piece that my friend made.

INORAN: i have a lot of stuff, like pictures, framed art, lamps etc

J: I don't have a lot of decorations in my house. ah! but i do have a bass that was made the year i was born laying around.

SHINYA: Mine's filled with car goods, like the emblems of mini-cars or jaguars etc

at 9pm, yesterday, what were you doing?

RYUICHI: I was driving, on my way to go eat.

SUGIZO: starting to check the photos we'd took in the studio (this is after the shooting had ended, this interview was done in a Denny's at 7 in the morning)

INORAN: met with friends and drank

J: I think i was holding a phone?while napping

SHINYA: I was sleeping at home. i was tired after recording something for TV and got home and just finished watching downtown "GOTTSU "A" KANJI" (laughs)

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sorrow-and-bliss · 2 years

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Sirius Black x Crookshanks!Reader

Sirius Black x Reader!Animagus!Crookshanks

(For these purposes, Crookshanks is female.)

Warnings: None, I think? Mostly crack - which was not intended, lol.

Reader is a year or two younger than the Marauders and Snape. She and Sirius always got along well and even liked each other but both thought it was one sided, so they did nothing about it.

Reblogs are fine.

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In the shrieking shack, pure chaos had erupted.

"Crookshanks stop! No, you mustn't kill it. Crookshanks give it here! No!"

Hermione screamed as you (Crookshanks) darted under the broken furniture, refusing to give up the rat you had just caught in your mouth.

"Get it, Crookshanks, you brilliant cat. Kill it!" Roared Sirius.

"She's gonna bloody kill my rat! I always knew it'd be your cat!" Ron yelled at Hermione.

You hissed (as well as you could) when you were backed into a corner.

"I'm going to kill your bloody cat, 'Mione!" Ron screamed.

Your death was indeed looking imminent. The Weasley boy was incredibly distraught at the possible loss of his pet. Finally the moment had come, and you morphed out of your animagus form. Hermione shrieked as her pet turned into a human.

Sirius did a double take. It had been years. You seemed a bit grimmer and a bit ashen. But you still had your signature feistiness. There was fire in your eyes and unruliness in your hair. Just the way it'd always been.

"Y/n," he gasped.

You were still holding the rat (who was Pettigrew) in your mouth.

"Um, love, you might want to drop that, it's probably not sanitary." Sirius advised.

"Ober my ged vody," you answered through stuffed teeth.

Sirius was practically laughing to the point of tears, the sight before him was just so refreshing and so typical of you.

The children, who had sufficiently recovered, were already firing spells at you which you deftly dodged until you managed to get your wand out.

"Protego!" You shouted, a large shield appearing in front of you and Sirius, just as Remus Lupin darted in yelling "Stupify!"

Thankfully your shield absorbed it.

"Y/n!" He exclaimed.

"Thiriously, if eberybone woold jutht cawlm doawn fuur a momnt id be fine." Your speech once again muffled by a rat barring your mouth.

Remus calmed, and the children seeing this, followed suit.

"Exactly what is going on?" Harry asked, perplexed.

You went to speak again but were once again cut off by Severus barging in. "Expelliarmus!"

"Everyone shut up!" You bellowed, finally spitting the rat out of your mouth, as your shield once again absorbed the spell.

"Y/n?" Severus muttered in shock. "I thought you were dead."

"'Course not," you spat, disgustedly, holding the rat in a choke hold between your fingers.

"But how - " he began,

"Shut UP I said!" You yelled.

An unearthly silence filled the air.

"Alright. First things first. Sirius isn't guilty, Peter Pettigrew is - Yes he's alive! Pay attention to my tenses, Severus. Yes I'm sure, Remus. No I haven't gone to the wrong side, either of you. I've been hiding, trying to crack this mystery for years. Ronald Weasley, don't you dare interrupt me. Your pet rat is neither a pet nor a rat, he's an animagus who happened to kill your best friend's parents. Instead of your best friend's dogfather - fogdather - GODFATHER! here, as everyone thought. So put a lid on it." You finished, breathlessly.

Ron's mouth shut. Severus lowered his wand. And Remus looked lost in fond memories.

"Oh," Harry breathed, once his brain had caught up with all the information.

"That makes much more sense, my old friend," remarked Remus who embraced Padfoot.

"Still," Severus began to hedge, hoping his old enemy was still guilty.

"Shut up, Severus," you yelled for the third time this evening.

"Alright everybody, wands at the ready," you warned, pointing your own at the rat.

Everyone dutifully complied. "Demorphmagus!"

Then the bloated rat did indeed take its even uglier form of Pettigrew. Harry had executed Incarcerous just as Peter made a futile attempt to escape.

"Well done, Harry. Severus, do you happen to have any Veritaserum with you?"

"For another purpose..." He lamented. And handed over the tiny vial.

Wormtail began struggling. "Peter, if you don't cooperate, I'll use the killing curse right here and now," you promised.

"But little, sweet, kind, y/n wouldn't do that to her old friend, Peter," he tried dredging up old memories.

"Is that a challenge?" you threatened.

The man gave into blubbering and shivers, as you put one single drop into his mouth.

"That's sufficient, right Sev'?" You looked up at the Potion's Master. He gave a curt nod but you swore you saw his eyes soften at the use of his old nickname. He hadn't been all bad to you at school even taking it upon himself to help you with potions back then. You exclusively had called him Sev'.

Turning back to Pettigrew, the interrogation began.

"Peter Pettigrew, were you an ally of Lord Voldemort?"

"Yes, I was, and a very good one at that - " the man began rambling

"Were you Lily and James' Potter's secret keeper?"

"Yes, indeed I was! You see - "

"Did you turn Lily and James Potter over to Voldemort?"

"Well, yes, you see - "

"You did this knowing full well that they would be killed?"

"Yes."

You screamed in rage, bringing an infuriated fist down upon his nose.

There was a loud crack and the man howled in pain, but you were distraught and unknowingly crying.

"Y/n, now y/n, everything's alright now," Sirius put a comforting arm around you, as you sobbed into his shoulder.

Peter attempted to get free again, but Hermione was having none of it and shot him with a stunning spell.

"Remus, what's wrong?" You asked as he looked in alarm through the window.

"I've forgotten..." he trailed off.

"The moon!" You gasped.

"Quickly, y/n! You must take my memories to prove Sirius' innocence. I must leave - children get back!" He ordered with fear. Severus rapidly handed over an empty vial, with a distinct sourness. Then herded the children into the corner where he shielded them.

When you'd acquired the silver thread, Remus started running, making it almost to the end of the tunnel before his transformation began.

"I'll go after him, y/n, take the children back to the castle," begged Sirius.

"People think I'm dead! And you're too weak, it has to be Severus to take them back. I'll go after Lupin." You objected.

"I believe it will take all of us," Snape strained out. "Lupin has already left, Pettigrew is our immediate threat, and no one knows that either of you two are alive!"

There was silence. "You make fair points, my friend," you muttered.

Severus relaxed slightly.

"Alright, Sev, why don't you take the lead levitating Pettigrew in the front. You being near the front will dampen the shock of Pettigrew and me being alive, as well as Sirius being innocent. The children next - Harry, Hermione, support Ron between yourselves - "

"- And you will come next, while Black brings up the rear to protect us should his wolfish friend return." Snape carped tersely.

More silence...

"Fine." You spat apathetically.

"I'm sure you had other purposes in mind, putting me at the back - incidentally the most vulnerable position of our group - nevertheless I concur for entirely different reasons. I won't allow y/n to take the dangerous position of rear guard." Sirius said with grim amusement.

"Believe me, y/n's safety was among my highest priorities." Snape answered with scorn.

This was the best course of action, so that: Pettigrew wouldn't be able to escape, especially under Snape's pure hatred; Snape could plead everyone's case and apparent aliveness; and you would be an easy warm up shock for everyone before they saw Sirius.

"On second thought. Sirius, you should be a dog, so the Dementors don't try to suck your soul out."

Snape looked disappointed but Sirius assented.

"Alright. Have we got everyone? Wormtail up front." But the villain in question began to rouse again. "Hey Ron, give him a stunner for us since you lost your pet tonight."

"Gladly," said the Weasley boy, knocking his 'pet' out again.

"The traitor is in the front, I am coming next, Potter and Granger are to support Weasley behind me, and you are to come as second to last, with the animagus version of Black behind you." Severus summed up your thoughts.

"Thank you"

Sirius reluctantly morphed and nudged your leg to tell you he was ready. Then the procession started.

"Hermione, I do sincerely apologize for this. I needed to get here in order to unravel the loose threads pertaining to the mystery of the Potter's death and you were my best bet. Ronald -"

"I understand," young mister Weasley shook his head. "I've no desire to keep a murderer as a pet."

Hermione seconded that she understood. As you neared the Hogwarts doors, Sirius growled.

"Behind you," Hermione screeched.

You were just in time to deter werewolf Lupin with a stinging jinx, as Sirius charged forward hackles raised.

The werewolf swiftly decided it'd had enough for the evening and ran whimpering off into the forest.

"Thank goodness,"

"A little help ahead?" called Snape, nearing the Dementors. Harry had started to sweat.

"Expecto Patronum!" Your patronus - a swan - took full form and charged ahead driving away the dementors long enough for everyone to slip inside.

Thankfully the corridors were empty and soon everyone was tripping into Dumbledore's Study.

"Good evening, Severus, with the suspiciously well preserved remains of the formerly incinerated Peter Pettigrew.’

"And hello Harry, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger. And welcome apparently alive y/n with a dog. I believe I'm about to hear a most unique tale." Mused the headmaster, rounding his desk with alacrity to inspect the stunned Pettigrew.

He adjusted his spectacles, "Hmm, very interesting. If I'm not mistaken he's very much alive and not at all incinerated. What is equally curious is that y/n is alive and well. Welcome back, friend and former student. Most of us thought you were dead, but I was less certain."

You felt a bit flustered before the ever-calm Headmaster.

"Yes, Professor, sir, I went into hiding shortly after the Potters..."

He held up a hand, "I understand completely. Now what is the mystery before us?"

You took a deep breath, "Pettigrew is guilty, not Sirius Black."

You told the whole story beginning to end, as the headmaster gave very little response other than kind attentiveness.

"Well, I have no reason to doubt you, especially if Severus concurs."

Snape muttered something like begrudged agreement.

"I also have Lupin's memories of this afternoon and evening's events." You held up the vial.

"Excellent. Well done everyone. Now, I believe this dog here is in fact Sirius Black, am I correct?"

"Quite correct, sir." You answered.

"Very well, I believe it would be safest if y/n and Black retreated to a safer location while I sort this mess out. Mr. Black I'm very glad to see you escaped and well. I think you should keep to this form while actually at Hogwarts so the dementors don't sense anything. But if you and y/n hole up at the Shrieking Shack you will be safe to resume your human form."

You nodded.

"I shall put in a good word for all of you, including Remus, to the Ministry. 100 points to Gryffindor and off to bed with you younger three," the children beamed and left murmuring thank yous. Harry paused at Sirius, and hugged him. The dog nuzzled back, and watched the retreating figure of his dogson.

Y/n and Sirius left for the Shrieking Shack after Dumbledore promised to send food and blankets.

Severus stayed behind to assist Dumbledore.

“You know, Severus,” mused the headmaster, “I always thought something was amiss with the story of the Potters’ deaths, but could never put my finger on it. Then I always had a feeling that y/n was not dead but was still alive and well somewhere. I could just never conclude as to how or where. I should have known the two scenarios were interconnected.’

“Lemon drop?” He offered, but Severus was already drowning himself in firewhisky.

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fruitysalamander1398 · 28 days

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Fanfic Writer Questions

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1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

84,620

3. What fandoms do you write for?

mainly the deer hunter and mean streets, but i have also written godfather fic in the past (which has since been deleted bc i didn't think it was very good lol). i've also written fic for parting glances (1986) and probably other things i can't remember but yeah.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

1. don't ask me to be lonely https://archiveofourown.org/works/45806962

2. oh, pretty baby https://archiveofourown.org/works/47108557

3. my boy https://archiveofourown.org/works/49263451

4. you're just too good to be true https://archiveofourown.org/works/46031446

5. moonlight lover https://archiveofourown.org/works/49926586

5. do you respond to comments?

usually i message the person privately bc for some reason it makes me a little anxious but sometimes i do! i love getting comments so i try to get back to everyone.

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i think it would have to be point of no return: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45937063 bc the literal whole point is that it's a death scene of johnny.

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

i have lots of happy ending deer hunter fluff / hurt/comfort but i think the happiest one is probably my beloved strawberry https://archiveofourown.org/works/46815451 in which mike and nick get a cat<3

8. do you get hate on fics?

thankfully no, but oddly enough i have gotten hate on uquiz before and people suicide baiting me on uquiz seems like a pretty unique experience lmao so lmk if it's happened to you as well.

9. do you write smut? if so what kind?

okay so this might sound dumb but i don't know what actually qualifies as smut like are all sex scenes counted as smut? or is it like more graphic / strictly horny lmao. in any case yes i have and do write sex scenes, mainly really tender and romantic sex.

10. do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one you have written?

i haven't personally wrote one but me and @cinehomophile had an idea for one which he is working on and we both kinda co-authored the general concept of. i shan't say more.

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

no!

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

not translated but i've had many podfics made of my work by the lovely dmitri!

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes! i co wrote with my incredible boyfriend @ulyssesgays1995 a few times and also with @cinehomophile !!

14. what's your all time favorite ship?

this will surprise no one but it has to be mike and nick from the deer hunter. they mean so much to me.

15. what's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

never say never lol. i have a few shorter wips stowed away rn but i plan to finish them i think!

16. what are your writing strengths?

i think i'm good at hurt/comfort and examining the deep pain of a character but then bringing them to a place of healing with the support of their partner.

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

i can never plan out a plot ahead of time i just go in with a vague idea and see where it takes me. sometimes it works out great but i wish i could formulate my ideas more clearly sometimes bc sometimes they feel overwhelming.

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fics?

it's so cool! i have never personally done it but i would love to try.

19. first fandom you wrote for?

it would've been something when i was REALLY young probably like anne of green gables if i had to guess.

20. favorite fic you've written?

without a doubt, my deer hunter sex work au oh pretty baby https://archiveofourown.org/works/47108557 it holds such a special place in my heart and writing it was extremely cathartic from me. tw for sexual abuse in this fic and in my answer to this question but writing the fic was a way for me to process and emotionally externalize my own experience as a victim of sexual abuse.

on that note, thanks to anyone who has ever read my fics, in both their developmental and final stages. (like @fredoesque who i have sent many a wip to.) i love you all and i love writing. can't wait to keep posting my work!!

i tag @melis-writes @meme-streets @rosesloveletters @mr-snailman 💜 no pressure if not ofc.

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gin110881 · 11 months

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In Another Life

This is the prologue to a story I'm writing on chapter 5 right now. It may be a while before I start posting as it won't happen until the story is almost done. But I thought I was posting this to feel obligated to keep writing. Lol.

Prologue

Late September 1981, Godric's Hollow

"Don't you think it's a bit too obvious?"

"What do you mean, Padfoot?" James Potter gave his best friend a bewildered glance. "Who else would be our Secret Keeper? I can't think of anyone better suited."

"Prongs, think about it. Anyone would immediately know I am your Secret Keeper. Wouldn't it be better if it was someone else, someone nobody expects?"

Frowning, James studied his friend. Of course, he had a point. Everyone would immediately guess who their Secret Keeper was. "Who are you thinking of? Remus has been acting a little strange lately." James slowly shook his head. "Don't get me wrong. I'd trust Remus with my life. But he has his own problems."

"What about Wormtail. I doubt anyone would even suspect he's your Secret Keeper," Sirius suggested.

Wormtail, James thought pensively. Why not? Wormtail was a good friend who could be trusted. Then again… James shook his head. "I'd feel better if you were our Secret Keeper, Padfoot. After all, it's also about Lily and Harry's safety. I'd never gamble with that. It's too important."

Sirius took a deep breath and raised his hands. "Okay, Prongs. Whatever you want. Of course, I'll be your Secret Keeper." Sirius grinned at his friend. "Otherwise, you'll think I'd chicken out."

Halloween 1990, Godric's Hollow

Harry Potter stood at the window in his bedroom, his nose pressed against the window pane, and stared sullenly out at the small Quidditch pitch behind the house. The moisture from his breath condensing on the glass matched the weather outside. Harry wanted to fly so badly, at least use the few moments when it was only drizzling and not raining cats and dogs, but his mother wouldn't let him.

As so often lately, his gaze lingered longingly on the stone wall and the small patch of forest behind it, which formed the border of their property, and at the same time, the end of the world Harry knew. In his entire life, he'd rarely left this home, and every time he was allowed to, he'd been so excited to meet other children, even if they were much older or much younger than him. Harry once had a friend. Neville was even born almost the same day as Harry himself. But after visiting each other a few times, he'd never seen Neville again. His mother had said Neville's family had been attacked by the evil wizard, and he had left the country with his grandmother after his mother died in the attack. Ever since that day, Harry believed his parents that it was too dangerous to leave their home. That's why they lived here, tucked away in this cottage in Godric's Hollow that he wasn't allowed to leave.

Of course, his parents were often out there. But it rarely happened that both were gone at the same time. And when it happened, Dora Tonks, his godfather's cousin, would drop by to look after Harry and his sister. And that only happened when Dora was on holiday and not at Hogwarts. Despite being much older than Harry, Dora was funny and could change her looks at will since she was a Metamorphmagus. Harry was deeply impressed by this ability. He really liked Tonks.

Sullenly, Harry let his gaze wander around his room until his eyes fell on his broom, which had been sitting in the corner for the last week, and he sighed. If only he... A thought suddenly struck him. If he wasn't allowed to fly outside, he could do it in here, could he? Just like when he used to fly on the baby broom his godfather, Sirius, had given him. Without doubt his mum would scold him, but for now, he would have fun.

Already in a better mood, Harry grabbed his broom and tried to turn a lap in his room, which wasn't easy because the room wasn't that big, at least not big enough to fly in it. Once he'd managed the third round without hitting the wall or doing any major damage, he got braver.

Leaning forward as far as he could, he reached out to the door and pulled it open.

"Mum, look what Harry's doing again!" wailed his sister Emily as he stormed down the stairwell into the living room, knocking over a chair and just managing to stop his broom in front of the dining table where his sister was sitting, leafing through a book.

"What is he doing, luv?" his mother called from the kitchen. "And what's that noise?"

"He's flying across the living room on his broomstick," she complained, giving Harry a indignant look. Frowning, she jumped up and cried, "If Harry can do it, so can I," and stomped off, probably to get his old kids broom.

"Lily? Lily, are you there?" A voice suddenly came from the fireplace.

Harry turned and spotted his godfather, Sirius, peering out of the fireplace flames with a worried expression on his face.

"Sirius, what happened? Why don't you come in?" Harry asked, kneeling down to get a better look at his godfather.

"Harry, can you call your Mum, please. It's important," Sirius replied with a grave voice, without smiling at him, which usually never happened. His godfather always had a smile for him.

"Yeah, sure," Harry replied and ran to the kitchen.

His mother must have heard that she was being called because she was already hurrying out of the kitchen. "What's the matter, Harry? Who's there?"

"Uncle Sirius wants to talk to you, Mum," Harry explained, following his mother back into the living room.

"What's it, Sirius?" she asked, worried while getting on her knees in front of the fireplace. "Something wrong with James?"

"No, no. Prongs is fine," Sirius reassured Harry's mother. "He's with some others checking the wards around Hogwarts. There are rumours again that Voldemort is trying to take over Hogwarts."

"What is it then?" asked Harry's mother, concerned.

"I wanted to ask if you could look after two more children. It would only be for a day or two."

"What kids are you talking about?"

"D'you remember Molly Weasley?" asked Sirius tentatively. "Her husband, Arthur, was at the Ministry when Voldemort burned it down with Fiendfyre last year."

"I remember her," Harry's mother said thoughtfully. "So many innocent people died that day. The Weasleys had seven children, didn't they? What happened to Molly? She's alive, isn't she?"

"Molly was in Diagon Alley in the morning and was caught in a Death Eater attack. She was taken to St. Mungo's. Her two youngest, a boy Harry's age and a girl who should be a year younger, are home alone. Can you take them in for a day or two until Molly gets released? Kingsley is taking the kids to their mother right now. But they can't stay in the hospital, and Kingsley is needed at Hogwarts."

"What about her other children?" Harry's mother asked, worried.

"Her eldest is away on Order business, and the others are still at Hogwarts," Sirius replied.

"Okay." Harry's mother sighed. "Then bring them both over here. You're the Secret Keeper. You're the only one who can bring them here."

"Thanks, Lily. It may take a bit, though. While the kids are visiting their mother, I'll go to Hogwarts to see if they need any help. See you later," Sirius called, giving Harry a brief smile before disappearing into the flames, which then died out again.

"I hope those two know how to fly," muttered Harry. "What's the weather supposed to be like tomorrow, Mum? Wouldn't it be nice if I could play outside with our visitors?"

"With any luck, the sun might shine tomorrow," said Harry's mother. "But first, let's make the beds for our guests. After that, we'll prepare dinner. Come on, you two. I'm afraid you'll have to move a bit closer together in your rooms."

"I want the girl to sleep with me in my room, Mum. What's the girl's name anyway, Mum?" Harry's sister cried, excited.

"I don't know, luv. But I suspect the two would rather share a room. After all, everything here is unfamiliar to them," Harry's mother replied while opening the door to Emily's room.

"But I don't want to sleep in Harry's room," Emily complained.

"And I don't want to sleep in Emily's," Harry countered. "Why can't the boy sleep in my room, Mum?"

"Okay, you two." Harry's mother shook her head and sighed. She raised her hands and suggested in a patient voice, "How about we let our guests decide for themselves?"

"Good idea," Harry blurted out confidently. "The boy probably wants to sleep with me in my room anyway."

"Good. That's settled then," Harry's mother said with a sigh. "But you two still have to tidy up your rooms before dinner."

"Oh, Mum," Harry moaned. But the prospect of finally meeting someone his age again made his steps bounce with anticipation as he climbed the stairs to his room.

"Mom, when are our guests coming?" Emily asked for the umpteenth time as they sat in the kitchen, waiting for their visitors. "I wanted to play with the girl before we have to go to bed."

Harry rolled his eyes. Although he was also looking forward to having company, his sister's constant questioning got on his nerves. Especially since he'd noticed the worried looks his mother had already thrown at her watch several times.

"I don't know either, luv," his mother replied. "Something seems to have stopped Uncle Sirius. Or the kids have found some other place to stay."

"That's too bad," Emily said grumpily. "And I'm hungry."

"Yeah. I'm also starving," Harry agreed.

"Let's have something to eat then. I've prepared bangers and mash," Harry's mother said and began setting the table. "Harry. Please go and get something to drink for both of you."

Harry grimaced and mumbled, "Okay, Mum." He took a jug of pumpkin juice out of the cooler, set it on the table and paused. 'Mum? Why isn't Dad home yet?"

His mother froze. After a moment, she took a deep breath and turned to Harry with a worried expression. "I don't know what's taking him so long, luv. I can't imagine inspecting the security wards around Hogwarts with Dumbledore taking that long. Maybe another problem has occurred." Sighing, she murmured thoughtfully, "Dad will be home soon."

"But you're worried?" Harry asked, and it was more of a statement than a question.

"Yes, of course," admitted his mother. "It's dangerous out there. So many people disappear without a trace every day. And ever since the Ministry was gone..." She paused and looked at Harry. "But don't worry. Your dad knows what he's doing. He'll be home any moment."

Dinner was a quiet affair. Harry kept watching his mother out of the corner of his eye. He was worried because she was only picking at her mashed potatoes listlessly. He'd never seen her like this before. Even his sister ate in silence, occasionally chancing a glance at her mother. Even she seemed to notice something.

"Mum?" Emily asked, looking up from her plate.

"Yes, luv."

"Are the two children still coming?"

"I really don't know, Emm," Harry's mother replied. "Why don't you two go to bed right after dinner? And tomorrow morning, when you get up, your dad will be back, and you can have breakfast with him."

"Oh, Mum. I don't want to go to bed yet," groaned Harry.

"If you want, you still can read a bit in bed, Harry. And you can take your dolls with you, Emm," said Harry's mother. "And in the meanwhile, I'll try to find out if Dad needs help."

"You want to leave us alone at home?" Harry asked in astonishment. That had never happened before. When his mum and dad were away together, there was always someone else in the house. Usually, Dora or Sirius, although Sirius then mostly went out together with his parents.

"No, of course not," his mother replied. She paused, sighed and shook her head abstractedly. "Maybe. But just for a minute. I need to find out where he is. Something is not right here. He usually lets me know when he's late." She glanced at Harry. "But I'll hurry and be right back."

"Why don't you send your doe?" Harry asked, bewildered.

"I've already tried that. Twice actually," his mum replied, a sob escaping her. "But he didn't answer."

Taken aback, Harry stared at his mother. He'd never seen her like this before. Had something happened to his father? Dazed, Harry nodded. "It's okay, Mum. Go find Dad. I'll take care of Emily." He turned to his sister. "Come on, Emm. Go, brush your teeth and put on your pyjamas. And no dawdling. I have to go to the bathroom before I go to bed too."

At that moment, a brightly shining silver stag burst into the room and walked up and down once. Turning to Harry's mother, the stag said, "Lily, close the Floo connection and have everything ready for you and the kids to leave the house at short notice. Sirius is missing, and it looks like Voldemort is standing at the gates of Hogwarts with all the Death Eaters of Britain in tow. Be very careful. I love you!"

Frightened, Harry glanced at his mother, who stood frozen in the middle of the kitchen, her face white as chalk. Her eyes wide open, she stared at his father's slowly fading Patronus and cried, "James!" After a short sob, she whispered, "James." Taking a deep, shaky breath, she turned towards her children. "Pack your things. Some warm clothes, underwear, and some fresh pyjamas. Harry, make sure to help Emily when you're done with your things. And don't forget your favourite toys."

"And my broom," Harry added.

His mother nodded. "Then bring your things down into the living room and wait there."

Later, Harry would only remember that at some point, he'd fallen asleep on the sofa in the semi-darkness of the living room with Emily snuggled up to him. He'd slept very restlessly, and whenever he woke up in the night, his mother was either staring silently out the window into the darkness or pacing restlessly up and down in the kitchen next door.

It was already starting to get light outside when Harry's mother gently shook him awake. "Harry, wake up," she whispered.

Harry looked up at her drowsily. "Yes, Mum? What's it? Has Dad come home?" Reaching for his glasses, he realized he'd forgotten to take them off before he fell asleep.

"No, Harry," his mother replied in a low voice. "I'll go and see where he is. I won't be gone long, I promise. Until then, take care of Emily. If anything strange happens or someone you don't know shows up here, you have to hide. Sneak out into the woodland behind the Quidditch pitch. You know best where to hide there."

"Why would strangers show up here, Mum?" Harry asked, worried. "You always said nobody could find us here."

"I don't know what happened to Uncle Sirius. He's our Secret Keeper. Your dad said he was missing. And if...if..." His mother sobbed, and Harry saw a tear slide down her cheek. She sniffled briefly and locked eyes with Harry. "Anyway. Run away if someone you don't know shows up here. I will hurry too. I promise. Take care, Harry, and let Emm sleep a little longer."

Harry nodded and watched as his mother pulled on her winter robes and left the house through the back door.

Careful not to wake Emily, he got up and quietly walked into the kitchen to check the front entrance through the window. The gate was barely visible in the morning fog. When he couldn't see anything suspicious, Harry went back into the living room and peered out the window. The far end of the Quidditch pitch wasn't visible in the fog, but everything seemed quiet.

"Harry, where's Mum?" asked his sister, sitting on the sofa with her hair tousled, looking around searchingly.

"She'll be right back," Harry replied, hoping that was true.

"I'm hungry," Emily said grumpily, making a face like she was about to cry.

"Then go and get yourself something to eat from the kitchen or you'll have to wait for Mum to get back," Harry said, raising an eyebrow at his sister. "You're old enough to get yourself something by yourself."

"I'm only eight," Emily clarified.

"That's what I said. You're a big girl and old enough," Harry replied, slightly annoyed. "And now be quiet. I have to watch out here."

"Why do you have to watch out? And for what?" Emily asked curiously.

Harry took a deep breath. He wanted to stay calm. It wasn't his sister's fault that they were here alone, and he was in charge. "Please, just go and get yourself something to eat, Emm."

With a reproachful look on her face, Emily climbed off the sofa and padded to the kitchen.

More than an hour later, the morning mist had already cleared, and their mother wasn't back yet. Emily had got out her colouring book and started drawing, and Harry slowly was getting hungry too. He'd been pacing back and forth between the windows the whole time, but everything had remained silent outside.

Harry was about to open the cooler to find something to eat when he suddenly heard a noise outside the house that he recognized from Apparating.

"Emily, get your things. We have to get out of here," Harry whispered hastily, peering out the kitchen window. He breathed a sigh of relief when he recognized his mother and Dora Tonks. But something was wrong. Dora, who looked like she'd bathed in mud, was leaning heavily on his mother, who led her to the front door.

As the two stepped through the door, Harry noticed that Dora wasn't covered in mud - it was blood, and her face was contorted with pain.

After helping the older girl onto a chair, his mother straightened up and looked at Harry. It was only then that Harry realized that his mother was crying and shaking like a leaf.

"They're all dead," she whispered in a toneless voice.

"Who is dead?" Emily asked, standing in the kitchen doorway, eyes wide open.

"Everyone," Harry's mother whispered. "Dad, Uncle Sirius and Remus. Mad-eye. Everyone. Hogwarts burned down, and most of the students inside died. Burned. by Fiendfyre."

"Did the Death Eaters win?" asked Harry in horror.

"No." His mother shook her head. "There are no winners, only very few survivors. And Dumbledore killed Voldemort."

#hinny #hinny fanfic

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bonefall · 1 year

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How many of dotc dead wives do you plan to keep? I know the Bonefall redux sticks more to canon but Bumble or even Turtle tail living would be very sweet, especially if Tom gets ripped to shreds (possibly taking either’s deaths? Car runs over him?)

All for girlie Thunder actually fits them so much. I remember Sootslash had a post with Girl Thunder where her identity comes from all the bad male figures in her life and all the good female figures lol. Transmasc Lightning 100% I love that

Bumble is living and getting an expanded role; she is a rare Trilingual cat (Townmew, Parkmew, Tribemew) and becomes a translator figure for ThunderClan going forward. She is invaluable to ThunderClan's early penchant for negotiation.

"I can be very persuasive" You sure will be girlie, you just stick with me I've got so much planned for you

Turtle Tail will be dying, sadly. This is extremely plot relevant. She was mates with Bumble, Gray Wing was her best friend and godfather of her kits, and she was killed trying to get her kittens back from Tom.

Bumble was only allowed to be in ShadowClan on Turtle's grace. Now that she is dead, Tall Shadow throws her out for not having a use.

Thunder comes back from SkyClan, having learned a lot about the horrors of Clear Sky's eugenicist mindset, to find that ShadowClan has thrown out Bumble and Gray Wing did nothing. "I didn't think I'd come home to find a second Clear Sky!" and rallies his allies to go find her. They intercept her mauling and rescue her. That is the beginning of Thunder's Clan.

Storm and Bright Sky are living... sort of. They are one character, Bright Storm, the mother of Thunder Storm. She and Gray Wing split off Sky's group when he kicks out Jagged Peak. They try to hunt for the three of them all winter long, but ultimately Jagged Peak dies of malnutrition and the stress leaves only one kitten in the litter.

That kitten... albert einstein Thunder Storm, missing a leg in the place Jagged Peak broke his.

So after Clear Sky sees that and calmly explains, "YOU GET THE CONSEQUENCES OF MY ACTIONS AWAY FROM ME," the Sky/Shadow split occurs right here. ShadowClan forms in response to his cruelty and the fact their ancestors have sent such a clear sign that what they did was wrong.

So... after this Bright Storm's just sort of there. I will probably be eliminating her because I really don't want the early Clans to become bloated; but Thunder does have early memories of her.

#Bonefall DOTC #Bonefall Rewrite

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I watched the first episodes of both the new racing anime, MF Ghost and Overtake! Here are my thoughts.

A little bit about me: I do like cars. I'm a big fan of Top Gear and have been since I was a teenager. I married a car mechanic who is building his own racecar (a 90s Lexus that he is going to put a 2JZ engine into). We watch NASCAR and F1 from time to time. He plays Gran Turismo and Forza. We have watched stages 1 and 2 of Initial D together. I wouldn't say I'm an expert car knower like he is, but I'm somewhat of a car knower.

MF Ghost (which I am just going to jokingly call Motherfucking Ghost until they spell it out) is from the same artist as Initial D, so it has that same uhh distinctive art style. Very square jaws, everyone is drawn as if they have on lipstick, etc. It's not my favorite art style. The CGI on the cars looks incredible - Initial D truly looks like the Money for Nothing music video by comparison lol.

My husband and I are both no fans of electric cars, and he's sometimes worried that gas engines will indeed someday stop being manufactured entirely as they are in the "15 minutes in the future" world of MF Ghost. A character also implies that all other forms of auto racing have shuttered or been banned ("he would have been in Le Mans back in the day"), making MF Ghost almost a dystopia!

Kanata is interesting - coming back to Japan to look for his father, and something has happened to his mother too (what could that be?), after going to a racing school (what kind? Is it just an MFG school? Or do they still do other kinds of auto racing?), he hops into a beautifully rendered Toyota 86 (the famed Hachiroku - we named our cat Hachi after this car) to get into MFG.

We do not see much racing at all in this first episode, and it ends RIGHT as the Eurobeat starts - which seemed like the ultimate "Awww man! Seriously?!" moment to me - but we do get to know Kanata and...Ren. Oh, Ren, honey, I can already tell that men are failing you. She's a high school student who works as a race queen in the SKIMPIEST outfit I've ever seen on a race queen (it is literally just a sports bra and white panties. It ain't no dang way those are pants of any kind) and two grown ass men are seen lusting after her. Because she doesn't want to disclose any information about herself, they don't know her age but we do, thus making the extensive male gaze she gets all the more stomach-twisting. Just once I would love for her to tell that Aiba guy "Oh, by the way? I'm in high school." He would shit his britches.

Of course, Initial D also dealt with a teenage girl, a whole child, having an enjo kosai relationship with a grown ass man. So grown ass men messing with girls when they should know better seems to just be a Thing that Shuichi Shigeno likes to put in his stories. Doesn't mean I have to like it. As a woman, I just want to protect Ren and help her!

Overall though, it's an interesting premise with a lot of questions.

To me Overtake has more passion and heart though. It's set in just the normal world, where F4 and Super GT racing both still exist lol, and mainly concerns a photographer (who very much reminded me of Kaji from Evangelion) who has been traumatized and cannot photograph people's faces as a result. He is assigned to take pictures of the Super GT cars and gets distracted by the F4, their opening act. Since he's an audience stand-in character, he gets a helpful education in the finer points of racing, making this much easier for car not-knowers to pick up. The characters are fun and charming, I don't see any obvious evidence of girls being manipulated by the male gaze (there are race queens but they're wearing proper outfits with tops and bottoms), there's a Godfather reference and LOTS of racing right from the jump. Seeing Koya suddenly get that light in his eyes as soon as he went into the paddock, I understood that - that's how I felt when my friend took me to my first hockey game. Immediately I was just like YUP this is awesome, I love it, more please. So I think Overtake has a lot of heart and a more upbeat feeling than MF Ghost.

I'll keep watching both because I'm interested in seeing where they're going, but I am a little 😬 about the treatment and portrayal of Ren.

Still, it's fun to have not one but TWO car racing anime in the same season!

#mf ghost #overtake

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Christmas Lullaby

pairing: Kozume Kenma x f!reader (feat. Kenma’s daughter, Yuki)

genre: fluff

wc: 2.3k

tw/cw: post-timeskip (reader and Kenma are married for xx years and have a child; also doting dad!Kenma), mild swearing. Also implied Filo!reader (yes, I'm kinda back with the 'Kenma-with-a-Filo-s/o' bs after a few months writing the last one last year).

a/n: this is my super-duper late entry* for @kenzumekodma's AUdvent Collab (domestic cliche/au) and @goldenshoyo / @adromedaichi's 2021 Holiday Collab (Day 18 - Holiday Songs), and also (since it's Father's Day today) for my Oh My Daddy! Collab. Thank you @memeingcheetah27 @tetsukentona @eunoji for betareading this + @xshinigamikittenx @beware-of-the-rogue for your kind inputs 🥺🥺🥺 ily all mwah ♥️ tagging @hanayanetwork @hqlabels @tokyometronetwork //more notes at the end of the post UwU

*hope I did my chosen prompts right and on point with the holiday theme *bows* i'm sorry~ /gen

Want to be a part of my general taglist? Form link here.

[13:40. Early December, present-day Japan.]

A notification popped up on Kozume Yuki’s smartphone, nearly startling the young business major student with its loud ping! and turned her head from side to side before checking it; she was inside the university library and doing some school work before her next class would start in a few hours. “A video post notification? From Mama’s Instagram?” she asked in a puzzling tone, grabbing her Airpods and swiping left on the notification banner to bring her directly to your video post.It was uploaded on your private Instagram account–handle name kodzuyn0504–about a minute ago, with the following caption: “January 20xx - Dada @/kodzuken1016 SINGS. And baby @/yuki.kozume loved it lol.” The thumbnail was pitch-black except for a dimly-lit white spot on the extreme right side, and her golden-brown eyes could make out a faint figure of her father sitting and carrying a small infant in his arms–her. This thumbnail alone brought back many childhood memories of her and her father. So, without a second wasted, Yuki pressed Play.

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[January 20xx. Tokyo, Japan.]

[03:14. Kozume Residence.]

You turned on your sleeping figure on one side of the bed, hand feeling through the sheets for your husband Kenma’s figure to reach and hug. “Ken…?” you mumbled, half-opening one eye and squinting through the dark for a silhouette of him. Now wide awake, you got up and sat on your side of the king-sized bed before turning on the night-light lamp, glancing at your phone’s screen that read ‘03:15’ and looking for him around the four sides of your bedroom. “Kenma?” Then you heard a soft staticky baby sound coming from the baby monitor, situated above the nightstand on Kenma’s side of the bed, a small screen illuminated in the dark, followed by Kenma’s soft yet husky awkward voice.

“Shh… Yuki-chan, you’re gonna wake Mama up.” You heard your husband chuckle as the screen flashed a top view of your daughter Yuki’s crib, blankets set aside on one side, and the baby nowhere to be found. Maybe Ken’s carrying her, you thought, smiling, as you carefully got up off the bed soundless, donned your robe and fuzzy cat slippers, and with your phone in hand tiptoed through the nursery sitting next to Kenma’s office/streaming/gaming room.

A dimly-lit ray shone through the nursery's ajar door, and you slightly peeked inside. Faint squeaking emitted from the rocking chair where Kenma was sitting, wearing his reindeer onesie over his old Nekoma VBC shirt (a Christmas gift from his former team captain, childhood friend, and Yuki’s godfather Kuroo Tetsurou… which he reluctantly accepted after some urging from you). Carefully carrying in his arms was your one-year-old daughter, Yuki, clothed in a matching Santa Claus onesie and hat (also a Christmas gift from her Ninong Tetsu).

Yuki’s tiny pudgy arms shot upward with open palms, trying to reach for the big red-rounded nose on Kenma’s onesie’s hood. “Dada… Dada…,” she squealed, tiny baby teeth peeking inside her smiling lips.

“Hm? What is it, munchkin?”

“Lalla, dada, lalla~” your daughter chirped happily, begging Kenma to sing a lullaby for her. In the years that you’ve known the famous YouTuber and gamer prior to your marriage and giving birth to Yuki, never have you heard him hum a tune or two, let alone sing a whole verse of a song. Even when you both traveled to your home country to visit your family, and for Kenma to meet your parents and ask them for your hand in marriage, when he was whisked off by your male cousins and uncles for karaoke night, he politely declined their requests to sing with them. (You, at one time, asked his best friend Tetsurou if Kenma was a bad singer, but the bastard just laughed like a hyena.)

“Want Dada… to sing you a song?” Your husband’s face softened and lowered his hooded head within the toddler’s reach, his red cheeks, and smug grin slightly hidden from your view. He sighed and brought a finger to his curved lips. “All right, then. Just one song, but don’t tell your Mama about this, okay? I don’t want her to know…” Kenma then placed a small kiss on the top of Yuki’s head. “This will be our little secret.”

Huh!? This son of a–why won’t he want me to know about his singing? You felt a small vein pop on your forehead as you noticed Kenma reaching for the baby monitor, turning it off, and setting it down on the nearby nightstand before he cleared his throat. You then opened the Camera app on your phone and set it to Video mode, aiming it at the unsuspecting father and child. Better record this and use it as blackmail, just in case tee hee~

My idea of a perfect Christmas

Is to spend it with you

In a party or dinner for two

Anywhere would do

Celebrating the yuletide season

Always lights up our lives

Simple pleasures are made special too

When they're shared with you

You couldn’t help but be taken aback by how warm, velvety, and smooth his singing voice was, the same goes for when he speaks (albeit a bit awkwardly). It made your heart soar even further and fluttered for the love of your life, the father of your child, even more.

Looking through some old photographs

Faces and friends we'll always remember

Watching busy shoppers rushing about

In the cool breeze of December

Sparkling lights all over town

Children's carols in the air

By the Christmas tree

A shower of stardust on your hair

You zoomed in on the video slightly, focusing on Yuki’s expression. She was, in your opinion, kind of entranced by his father’s beautiful singing, her eyes wide and looking closely at Kenma, her tiny mouth forming a cute ‘O’ shape.

I can't think of a better Christmas

Than my wish coming true

And my wish is that you'd let me spend

My whole life with you

My idea of a perfect Christmas

Is spending it with you

Kenma finished the song nicely without any mishaps. You stopped recording and saved the video immediately to your phone, switching back to Photo mode, just as Kenma turned the baby monitor on and put it back on Yuki’s crib. He then littered several kisses on both your daughter’s plump cheeks, causing her to giggle sweetly. “Oh my sweet little munchkin, Dada loves you very much!” he murmured, hugging his child into his arms for a while.

How cute, you thought, giggling quietly and silently taking a candid photo of them on your phone. You finally decided to go inside the nursery, wrapping the nightgown around your body more. “Hey, Rudolph! Why are you two still awake?” you asked, making Kenma jump from his seat and hold on to his daughter a bit tightly.

His reindeer head turned to your direction sharply, anxiety and embarrassment both shown on his face. “Shit… Y-Y/N! How long have you been standing there?” your husband asked, ignoring Yuki’s tiny pudgy hands patting his cheeks playfully. “I thought you’re sleeping…”

“I was also asking you the same thing, Kozume–and please, no swearing in front of Yuki,” you told him in a stern voice, ignoring his first question. Then you sighed and squatted in front of them, hand reaching out to gently rub your daughter’s plump cheek with the back of your index finger. Yuki leaned onto it a bit and nuzzled like a kitten; you chuckled. Checking your phone for a second, you said, “Yuki’s still supposed to be asleep–it’s five minutes past 4 am now.”

Kenma then carefully sat Yuki on his lap and began rocking the chair slowly to and fro, looking at you with a slight frown. “I woke up earlier and took a leak in the bathroom–don’t worry, I washed my hands before coming here–and before I went back to sleep I noticed this little Santa Claus sitting up and looking directly at the baby monitor with a pout on her face.” He adjusted the red Santa hat on his daughter’s head and grinned. “Turns out, Yuki accidentally dropped her Santa hat outside the bars of her crib and was on the verge of crying… so, I rushed in to check on her. Also, her bottle ran out of milk,” he added thoughtfully.

“What?” Your shoulders suddenly dropped their weight, and it was your turn to frown. “Kenma, you should’ve woke me up instead!” you whined, pouting like a child, and turned towards the door on the way to the kitchen, where Yuki’s sterilized bottles and baby formula are located.

“No,” your husband said in a reprimanding tone, quickly grabbing and tugging on the back of your nightgown, pulling you a bit. “You had an exhausting time at work this week, and you haven’t slept for two days straight! I couldn’t possibly let you go alone and check on Yuki without you accidentally bumping through walls and doors and cabinets and hurting yourself.”

“But–”

“No buts, Kozume Y/N. I can handle this by myself,” Kenma assured you, cradling his daughter on his chest as he carefully stood up on the rocking chair and set her down inside the crib before grabbing her empty milk bottle. “Don’t worry about me. Just go back to our room and sleep…?” His heart ached, as if an arrow pierced through it, at the sight of your saddened expression, a pout visible on your quivering lips, the same expression he saw on Yuki almost an hour ago. The gamer bit the inside of his cheek and stifled a chuckle with the back of his hand, causing your eyebrows to frown deeper and you let out a confused whimper.

“Sorry about that,” your husband apologized, clearing his throat and gently stroking your head with his hand, while he looked at you with a loving gaze. Then, Kenma thought of a bright idea, and gave you a tender kiss on the forehead. “How about the both of us sleep here, together with Yuki, in the nursery, hm? And while I prepare for her bottle in the kitchen, you stay with her and wait,” he said, cupping and caressing your cheek.

“Sounds good to me!” You replaced Kenma on the rocking chair, looking worriedly at him. “But, are you sure?”

Kenma nodded, a genuine smile flashed on his lips. “Of course! I want to help you in taking care of our daughter and I have to fully learn the art of child-rearing sooner or later. So, I practiced changing diapers and preparing the milk formula properly, and also asked my mom what she did when she had me years ago.” He walked outside the nursery but stopped near the door, turning his head at you. “I want to be the greatest dad, the greatest father that Yuki has… and I want to give you both a happy and lovable life that I could cherish for as long as I live. So, allow me to help you by being a supportive husband and father, okay? And don’t cry, please.”

You quickly wiped your tears trickling down your cheeks and smiled. “Okay! I won’t.”

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[A few minutes later…]

“Yuki-chan, Dada’s here with your bottle–?” Kenma came back to the nursery with Yuki’s new (warm) milk bottle and a big quilted blanket for you and him and saw you already snoring quietly on the rocking chair, with a sleeping Yuki laying on your chest, your arms hugging her. “Ah, they fell asleep. How cute.” He chuckled softly, setting the bottle and draping the blanket down on the crib before fishing his phone from his sweatpants’ back pocket and opening the Camera app. Your husband then took some candid snapshots of you and your daughter sleeping on the rocking chair, eventually choosing one as his phone lockscreen wallpaper, before slipping it back into his pocket.

“Yosh… time to drink your milk, munchkin~” Kenma murmured as he retrieved the baby from your arms, careful not to wake both of you up, and gently laid her down into the crib, strategically placing her milk bottle and favorite plush toy (a Hinata crow plushie) near her hands before giving Yuki a goodnight forehead kiss. “Now, then… time to rescue the princess~” Using his full strength, he carefully hooked his arms under your legs and back and carried you bridal-style, gently laying you down on the big and spacious daybed sofa adjacent to his daughter’s crib. He quickly retrieved the blanket from the crib and draped it over your sleeping figure, before snuggling himself beside you. Kenma wrapped his arm around your waist and brought you closer to him, your warm body flushed against his.

“Sweet dreams, my adorable and lovely wife. I hope you’d dream of me as you sleep,” he whispered into your lips, placing a sweet soft kiss, before he shuffled a bit and placed another one at the top of your head, nuzzling his nose through your hair and savoring your scent.

Tucking his chin above your head, he murmured ‘good night, Y/N…’ before his eyes slowly shut down into sleep.

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Bonus:

kodzuyn0504 January 20xx - Dada @/kodzuken1016 SINGS. And baby @/yuki.kozume loved it lol

kuroTetsuro wwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

kodzuken1016 (c" ತ,_ತ)

kodzuken1016 @/kodzuyn0504 how did you??????

kodzuken1016 y/n take it down pls pls PLSSSSSS

yuki.kozume cute reindeer onesie papa 🦌🥰🥰🥰

yuki.kozume how nostalgic~ (*^▽^*)

kodzuyn0504 NO @/kodzuken1016 😈

kodzuyn0504 also i didn’t know YOU sing WELL that time wth

kodzuyn0504 AND A FILIPINO XMAS SONG TOO 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

kodzuken1016 yk i can hear you screaming in the next room lol

kodzuyn0504 i tried asking @/kuroTetsuro before if you’re a crooner but he 🤐🤐🤐

kuroTetsuro cuz I was forced to stfu @/kodzuyn0504 😭

kodzuken1016 😏🔪

yuki.kozume @/kodzuken1016 papa, when i get home after my exams, can i take a video of us singing a duet? And I’ll upload it on Tiktok? pretty please??? 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

kodzuyn0504 🥺🥺🥺👉🏻👈🏻

kuroTetsuro 🥺🥺🥺👉🏻👈🏻

kodzuken1016 @/kuroTetsuro stop it 🤦🏻‍♂️

kodzuken1016 hmm… sure @/yuki.kozume we can ♥️

yuki.kozume 😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰🥰

Notes:

This is another companion fic for my other works "Proposal", "Surprise!", "Pancakes", and "Dada!"

This is how Kenma's daughter Yuki looks like as a child ♥️

'Ninong' in our native language (Tagalog/Filipino) means 'godfather'.

The lyrics Kenma sung to his daughter as a makeshift lullaby are from the 90's Filipino holiday song, "A Perfect Christmas", by Jose Mari Chan.

Kenma really sings. The whole Nekoma team knew, unfortunately. How did they know? One afternoon, after club activities were over and cleaning of the gym was done and all, Kenma was the first one to freshen up in the gym's shower room. Then, as soon as the other Cats reached the room, they heard him singing in the shower, to the tune of the Pokemon theme song (lol). After that, they couldn't stop teasing the poor setter until he snapped at both Kuroo and Lev. Kenma really sings, yet he doesn't want to show it off to other people... especially his own wife! (Yuki's an exception, though 🥰🥰🥰) But, hey! Kenma can sing pop and rock songs, too (to the extent of his voice), not just anime/video game theme songs. Hmm... imo he can also do the Weathering With You theme song sung by RADWIMPS *shrugs*

I put on slash symbols in between the @ and the handle names in the bonus section of the fic coz I just noticed that Kenma's 'personal' IG handle name and a part of Yuki's are actual Tumblr blog URLs, albeit the former is a blank blog ://

#🎄.audvent collab #goldenshoyo holiday collaboration #ohmydaddycollab #hqlabels #tokyometronetwork #kozume kenma #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #kenma fluff #kenma x reader #kenma x you #kenma x y/n #tahonet #tht.sinta #hanaya network #🐱saku.fic

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kiwikipedia · 2 months

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The weird little mage that happens to be one of the people he’s closest to.

I bet he notices the slight changes to her since the last time they saw each other. Ritsuka went through the Ordeal calls (especially the second one) without him. I really think she missed him especially during then.

I can see the Hotel crew being confused as to why their resident deer man has seemingly adopted this feral little red head (seriously, she is shorter than Lucifer, lol)

The whiplash that everyone has when she goes from feral and exuberant, putting all of her energy into helping Charlie and Veggie with redemption plans, goofing off with Angel and Pentious, coming up with drink and food recipes with Husk and Niffty, to this extremely quiet and pensive still very human figure who will only be seen awake around Alastor-- or perhaps even Husk because even If Alastor and Husk have this weird dynamic Husk is down to earth and a solid fixture?

ALSO those years that might not have been years because time is weird completely shifting nearly every dynamic that Alastor has with everyone?

He is 1000% more vindictive towards the Vees because they are a THREAT to his feral stupid and so very, very softhearted master daughter companion. He will kill of Valentino not just for Angel but because the moth DARED to touch his kid feral little monster.

Husk gets a renegotiated contract maybe? Because Husk is Alastor's most trusted contract and he needs the cat at his MOST powerful and that means having his soul back and his old overlord powers back and shit damn Husk cant really revolt and kill Alastor because he's like a weird godfather to Alastor's weird not-kid (<- Deer refuses to call her his kid but shes his kid and everyone knows it)

there's soooo much that could be altered and also Al going scorched earth on Valentino is VERY interesting to me

#hanaotaku95 tag #kiwikipedia answers

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 5 months

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hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ari<33 how was your day? how is it going? tell me tell me!! MY QUESTION IS what movies would be your movies with gojo n geto n shoko?? like something you're both always down to watch

i just thought about this bc i put jackass on for background noise (a totally normal thing to do i know) and i realized that jackass would absolutely be something me n gojo would bond over lmao i think he'd find it so funny and he'd react to everything sooo dramatically like he's crawling backwards over the couch he's gagging he's crying he's laughing and he will most definitely wanna fucking try some of the stunts............................ he's stupid and i love him

- @softgirlgonehaywire

MICKEY !!!!!!!! hihihi!!!!!!!!! so happy to see u here hehe. my day was good!!! 🌻🌻🌻 im trying to take advantage of my uni break to read and write a bunch!!! which is super fun :D i wanna check out more of ur stuff sometime soon too !!!!

what abt u mickey?? did u do anything fun??? i hope ur day was (or is!!) super duper lovely <33

AAAA AND. thats the cutest question ever im losing it im biting at the walls tysm for indulging my sashisu obsession….. this got long u have been warned ‼️

FIRST OF ALL i just wanna say i havent watched jackass so i cant comment as much as i want to 😔😔😔 bUT i trust u and agree w everything u say yep yep !!!! AND i 100% agree that gojo would do movie stunts w u THATS SO CUTE 😭😭 he would do the most complicated dangerous stunt just to impress u <333 and then break his ankle. and force u to nurse him back to health it was on purpose :/

ahhh but!!!! honestly mickey i dont watch as many movies as id like to……. (PLS GIVE ME RECS 🙏🙏🙏) i have some faves and genres that i love tho!! so here r just some general thoughts :3

gojo is canonically down to watch basically anything so i feel like we would hunt down the most awful/low quality/unintentionally hilarious movies we can n just lose it laughing. ALSO…. im not super into reality tv but i think gojo would LOVE that shit. obsessed w it. i would watch his silly little reality tv shows just to make him happy <333 i feel like he would have genuine beef w people on the show too PHDKDJD LIKE DAMN IS IT REALLY THAT SERIOUS… but it is. he’s out for blood.

….. also this is me being self indulgent lets be clear but: some part of me thinks gojo would love musicals <33 its the would-be theatre kid in him. i love and cherish the legally blonde musical and i know he would too. he sings along obnoxiously loud which would be super funny if he was tone deaf but sadly he has a beautiful voice LMAOO

NOW as for shoko …… she loves horror movies. loves them loves them. i think she’d actually prefer really bad horror movies though. bc she thinks the over-the-top effects are so funny… either way im suffering bc im a scaredy cat LOL. but i feel like she’d like that too <33 (i would cry and she would comfort me by explaining how splattered brains ACTUALLY look and that would make me cry more)

AH ALSO … i have literally no idea where this came from and its not a movie but!! i think shoko would be unreasonably obsessed w the office. its her hyperfixation. we would binge it together all the time <33 my favorite is michael but she would compare him to gojo (objectively correct comparison) and i would no longer be able to see him the same way

and then for sugu…….. he’s so pretentious mickey. i just know he is. ONLY watches good movies. if u ask nicely he’ll watch a bad movie w u but will silently judge it + ur taste the whole time i hate him. (i dont.) idk i just feel like he has way too much to say abt fight club and the godfather PSBDJBF TELL ME U SEE THE VISION…. will lowkey mainsplain them to u but its sugu so i think its fine <33

but jokes aside i think sugu just has Good taste. beyond the mainstream toxic man movies (and even w those i think he has genuinely good and interesting takes he’s simply Perfect)… i feel like he has a wide selection of lesser known movies that are actually really really good and he shares them w u <3 and gatekeeps them from everyone else im thinking like old monochrome french movies w really interesting plots …. indie gems …. etc etc.

but as i said im not knowledgeable abt movies at ALL so i think id just have to trust his taste n watch them w him 😭😭 i cant decide if he’s the type to pause the movie every two minutes to explain something or give u side eye if u talk while its playing PDBDJDJ EITHER WAY… i love him.

OH BUT BUT BUT …. i think sugu would love mystery movies a lot!!! and they r my favorites ever ever ever. i love knives out & the 2009 sherlock holmes movies so i would force him to watch them w me. thankfully theyre super good so we’d both be happy :) yeah.

if u pay attention while reading u can tell the exact moment i started getting carried away i think PDBDJD THIS WAS SUCH A GOOD QUESTION MICKEY ….. so fun to think abt. if u have any more thoughts on what u and gojo would watch PLS tell me i am itching to know 🙏🙏🙏🙏

#check: be normal abt sashisu (legendary: failure)#I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEMMMM #mickey what r ur favorite movies also !! 👀👀 pls i need recs i cant live like this #i need to start coming up w good questions to ask u too grrr my imagination is so lacking though 😭😭😭#ask tag ✩

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leonornaves · 11 months

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An open love and appreciation letter-post to Taylor Swift:

i know no one is probably going to see this, let alone taylor swift herself, but to be honest i needed you to know the great deal in which taylor has mpacted my life. so here it goes...

dear taylor swift,

your music has impacted me in ways i have never thought someone could.

besides the typical 'shake it off' and 'blank space' discovery in like 2015 i really didn't know much about you and your music. that is until i was 12. when i was 12 years old (around 2018) my dad was diagnosed with leukemia and i found myself numb, really numb. up until that point, i had never had any big issues with my parents... i was happy.

so you can imagine my shock to have my world turned. with that numbness came a necessity to hear/read words from someone who was exactly in the same head space as me, a child of a parent who had a life threatening disease but i could find words that made me feel.

honestly i don't think i was really looking because i didn't want to feel, i didn't want to think about my dad being the same weight as me or the fact that my mom and i were so close to losing him that she started "getting me ready for the worst".

that was until late 2019 almost 2020, when i (re)discovered you taylor. i was suddenly sucked into obssessing over one of the best lyricis and songwriter of my generation. obssesed with analyzing and re analyzing your lyrics and finding more hidden meanings on them (although that came more with folklore and evermore).

your song 'soon you'll get better' (ft. the chicks) is in my opinion your saddest one ever. of course atw and other songs like marjorie and many, many songs are incredibly sad but there is something about the rawness in your voice even when i listening to it that alwyas makes me cry even now!! singing it was not a talented 30 year old famous lady with 2 cats (soon to be 3) and hundreds of awards but a girl, girl so afraid to lose her mother to a horrible and terrifying cancer and what exactly it would entail in her life.

that song, those lyrics... were exactly the words i needed to hear. after that i started to myself feel and take the time to be with my dad who was so close to death that i was starting to wonder what life without him would be like. so close that i, at the time 12, was starting to feel jealous of all the people who got to spend time with my dad because that was time i would never have with him.

during the pandemic, he got so much better and i know how lucky i am to be able to say that. i hope your mom got better too. thank you for making me feel! im now 17, and terified of what i would've been like if i hadn't really taken time with my dad during those days when it felt like the end and he had died. i wouldn't have felt anything. would i still be numb? i don't know. thank you for that.

nowadays my problems are different, i have so many fights with my mom it's toxic at this point, and after those all i want to do is put on my folklore cd and cry. cry for all the bad words said between us. cry for allthat i could be experiencing if my mom would let me grow up. cry for my teenage years. cry for everything.

honestly, i think this letter has become sort of messy. but in the end i hope you, taylor swift, know how much your appreciated and how much your music has saved my from my own life and thoughts. thank you so much for writing something that trully makes me feel like you're there for me, even if a thousands miles away and on tour.

also thank you for finally coming to my country!! my godfather got me tickets ( he survived the great war lol) and i will be on the pit bawling my eyes out to every song, yes even the happy ones, beacuse i just can't believe i will be in the same space as you. thank you for saving me!!

this is super cringy and im crying so much while writing this.

thank you again, love from a forever and always fan <3

@taylorswift @taylornation

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suchine-toki · 2 years

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Gintsu Nightlife Event

Prompt: Sunrise - Sunset

Gintoki is reassured by the presence of Tsukuyo, who tells him about the events that took place in the last two years he was absent. Eventually he’s able to open up to her since they both went through similar experiences.

Tsukuyo had already accepted to just be his friend until Gintoki kisses her. She then finds out it was the second time they kissed, since when she was drunk she stole a kiss from Gintoki on another occasion, which made him reflect on how he felt and what he wanted to do.

Being their first formal relationship, both Gintoki and Tsukuyo make many mistakes at the beginning, such as not knowing how to handle jealousy (especially from Gintoki’s side) or be very distant (Tsukuyo). Over time they learn how to be together as a couple.

They realize they don’t have to belong to each other and that’s okay. They love each other, want to be together, and are willing to work through their problems, and that’s what’s important.

As each influences the other, Gintoki becomes more responsible and Tsukuyo more laid back.

In public they call each other by their names, but when they are alone, they call each other “honey” and “darling”.

When they went to bed for the first time, they were both nervous. Gintoki was afraid of being too rough, and Tsukuyo was embarrassed. Eventually they both let go.

As time went by, Tsukuyo felt more confident of herself in this aspect and then it was she who suggested things to Gintoki thanks to the knowledge she acquired from her friends in Yoshiwara. Although some suggestions took him out of his comfort zone, he was willing to try new things that he later found very pleasant lol.

Gintoki decides to propose to Tsukuyo in the middle of a battlefield, telling her that if they both come out alive, he wants her to marry him.

Gintoki and Tsukuyo wanted a private wedding with only their close friends as guests. However, due to their connections to Kabukicho and Yoshiwara, it ended up being a much bigger event than expected. At the end of the day Gintoki accepted it because more guests meant more envelopes with gift money.

They were living together in Yorozuya’s apartment for a while until Tsukuyo unexpectedly got pregnant. So, they were forced to buy a house. They looked for one that was at the same distance from both Kabukicho and Yoshiwara. Probably in the Bunkyo neighborhood, two-story and modest.

Meanwhile Gintoki kept renting the Yorozuya’s apartment, but sharing expenses with Kagura, who stayed living there.

Tsukuyo oversees the managing of the family budget.

Both Gintoki and Tsukuyo were very insecure at the beginning about becoming parents and wondered if they were ready for it, given the childhood they both had. They finally decide to go ahead and do it together.

Gintoki starts taking long, risky but well-paying jobs to make sure his children have what he and Tsukuyo didn’t have as kids, like toys and clean clothes.

They had fraternal twins, a girl and a boy. Gintoki chose the godfathers and Tsukuyo the godmothers.

They would probably adopt a cat as a pet for their children because they tend to be more independent.

Because Gintoki’s job is much more flexible than Tsukuyo’s, he does more of the parenting.

Gintoki is more fatherly than Tsukuyo, although she is still an excellent mother.

Gintoki would’ve liked to have more children, but for Tsukuyo two was enough. Also, they needed a lot of money to support all their expenses.

Their children probably received a much better and more advanced education than what they’d access to in their childhood.

Like any couple, they also face their marital crises (Gintoki due to his bad habits and Tsukuyo for being a workaholic). Although they’ve been on the verge of divorce on more than one occasion, they always overcome their problems.

As they got older, they began to travel more outside of Japan, both to the rest of the world and to other planets.

Gintoki is the first to die during the fall. He preferred it this way anyway, since it would be very painful to see the person he spent his life with go before him. He dies peacefully surrounded by his grandchildren.

Tsukuyo promises him that she will follow him soon, and so she does, a year later in the same season of the year.

Both are buried in the Sakata family tomb, next to a maple tree, where the breeze gracefully blows the autumn leaves to its base.

#Gintama #Sakata Gintoki #Dadtoki #Tsukuyo #gintsu #Gintsu family #nightlife2022 #銀月ナイトライフ2022 #Based on a fic idea I never wrote lol #Hope you like it!#text #Headcanon #my post

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mcx7demonbros · 2 years

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My MC: Angelo

Picrew I used to create Angelo, created by @rei_kazeno on marshmallow-qa.com

OM MC / OC Template used

Personal - Basics

[Name]

Angelo L. M. L. S. A. B. B. Ferrari

(Angelo Lucifer Mammon Leviathan Satan Asmodeus Beelzebub Belphegor Ferrari)

[Race/Species]

Demon [] Angel [] Human [X] Other: []

Age

Birthday

September 8th (same birthday with the Virgin Mary)

Height

155 cm (5’1”)

[Fingernail Polish Color(s)]

None

Religion

Roman Catholicism ✝️

Personal - In depth

[Gender | Pronoun(s)]

Male | He/Him

[Occupation before Devildom Life]

Student (7th grade)

[Favorite Color(s)]

Depends on the time of the year

[Personality]

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Enneagram:

Zodiac: Virgo ♍️

Personal - Other

[Likes]

God, Catholicism, Knowledge that he can understand at his level

[Dislikes]

Demons in general, anti-Catholic sentiment and bigotry, Belphegor (formerly)

[Cat or Dog]

Both. Both are good.

[Brothers most depends on]

Lucifer, Mammon and Satan

Relationship

Because Angelo is a child!MC, all relationships are platonic.

[With demons]

Lucifer [Godfather/Legal Guardian/Eldest Brother] - Lucifer was one of the seven godfathers intended for Angelo by his evil demon worshipping trash parents. Angelo respects Lucifer, although he doesn’t agree with all Lucifer did/does completely. Lucifer’s a strict but caring father/brother towards Angelo.

Mammon [Godfather/Second Elder Brother] - Mammon was one the seven godfathers intended for Angelo by his wicked parents. Mammon loves to pamper Angelo, buying the boy whatever he wants.

Leviathan [Godfather/Third Brother] - Levi was also one of the seven godfathers. Levi guides Angelo playing many games and they’re playmates in Genshin Impact, MOBA games like LoL, etc.

Satan [Godfather/Fourth Brother] - Satan was also one of the seven godfathers. Angelo was scared of him at first, but Satan’s effort to be gentle towards him had made Angelo open his heart. Satan and Angelo now share knowledge with each other.

Asmodeus [Godfather/Fifth Brother] - One of the seven godfathers, Angelo and Asmo share with each other their thought on every person, from the other brothers to the angels to Solomon. Usually, Angelo will stop Asmo if the conversation goes too far, Angelo doesn’t want to be uncharitable, much to Asmo’s displeasure.

Beelzebub [Godfather/Sixth Brother] - One of the seven godfathers. Angelo shares food he cooks with Beel, and vise versa. Beel is also Angelo’s bodyguard. Beel gives Angelo piggyback ride a lot.

Belphegor [Godfather/Seventh Brother/Twin brother?] - One of the seven godfathers, Belphegor was the one who killed Angelo’s biological parents and caused Angelo’s weak health condition by injuring him when he was but a infant. It took a lot of effort for Belphie and Angelo to reconcile. Angelo doesn’t have an ounce of respect for Belphegor (his respect for the brothers goes down the lower rank a brother is, with Lucifer gets absolute respect, then Mammon, etc.). They also bicker like twins.

Diavolo - Angelo is cautious of the Prince and suspicious of his actions, believing there’s more than the smiles and laughs he shows. Angelo believes there’s some sincerity in his effort to make peace between the three realms, but is uncertain whether he has other malicious motives or not.

Barbatos - Angelo believed Barbatos was the serpent who caused the Fall of Adam and Eve, but currently has no proof. Angelo receives baking lessons from him, together with Luke. The boy hopes that Diavolo and/or Barbatos wouldn’t decide to poison or execute him one day.

[With angels]

Luke - Best Friend

Simeon - Used to respect until Angelo saw his harsh treatment towards some of the Brothers, like Mammon and Levi. Angelo doesn’t believe just because Simeon took the Ring of Light that he was exiled, the boy believes it was the last straw.

Michael - Respect and venerate.

Raphael - Respect and venerate.

[With humans]

Solomon - Angelo doesn’t like him at first but the more Angelo knows him, the more he empathizes the sorcerer.

Cardinal Ferrari / Pope Gregory XVII - Angelo’s adopted father. Angelo loves and obeys him. The fact that having the Pope as his father doesn’t make him prideful one bit, as he knows both him and his father will answer to God for the great honor bestowed upon them.

Angelo’s biological parents - Angelo didn’t know what happened to them until he heard that they’re in hell and what happened when he was barely a month old, Angelo decided to forget them and moved on. After all, there’s nothing he could do to help them anymore. The boy doesn’t allow himself to hate or resent them.

Favorite things about Devildom

[Favorite Job(s)]

None. Angelo assigns jobs to the Brothers according to their likes & talents. It’s illegal for him to work.

[Favorite Place(s) to Hang at]

House of Lamentation is the best.

The Royal Library

[Favorite Class Subject(s)]

Devildom History

Least favorite things about Devildom

[Least favorite place to hang at]

The Royal Tomb. It’s scary.

[Least favorite class subject(s)]

Maths. Mammon and Satan are doing their best to tutor him.

[Stuff that can be considered negative about Devildom]

Demons in general

Demon hostility towards human and the divine religion

Personality Chart

Featuring Angelo

The Summonings (Prologue to his story)

The Godson They Had Forgotten

And They Meet Again

Obey Me Masterlist

#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me luke #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me mc: angelo

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