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the-kr8tor · 7 months

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Crossed Stitch

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Word count: 3.4k

Tags: use of Y/N sparsely, no specific physical description of the reader (except for her clothing), brief mention of fainting, cw injury, drinking, description of illness, reckless driving, cursing.

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CHAPTER 7 >>> CHAPTER 8

Hobie lied to you.

He absolutely does not feel well. Shutting off his engine, he weakly waves to Ned, smoking outside the pub. The place is packed, loud voices and music can be heard.

Ned scrunches his nose at Hobie, "bruv, you don't look too good" He offers Hobie a cigarette, he declines it, thinking it might make him feel worse.

"Yeah, I know" Hobie wipes his sweat off his brow, he feels a fever coming. Maybe he should've listened to you.

"What's wrong with you? Flu?" Ned flings his cigarette onto the street, the light flickering out.

"Spider bite"

"What the fuck" Ned laughs, patting his shoulder. "Fucking hilarious, bruv. Go get it checked"

"I'm fine, I'll just go show my face and leave" he huffs, almost breathless.

"You sure? I'll get you some water then, c'mon" Ned leads Hobie by his sagging shoulder.

Entering the pub, everything seems to be brighter and louder than before. Hobie hears glasses clinking everywhere, loud laughter ringing in his ears. He scrunches his nose, Yuri and James spots them from their booth.

"Oof you look a little green there, Hobie" Yuri schooces to give Hobie some room to sit on.

The leather squeaks when he sits down, groaning at the bright lights. Hobie rubs his eyes using the heel of his palms.

"Did you pregame or somethin'?" James asks, nursing a pint.

"He's sick, poor Hobie," Ned chuckles, handing Hobie a glass of cold water.

"Shut up, you bloody tosser" Hobie grumbles.

"How'd it go with y/n?" Yuri questions Hobie.

He doesn't have time to answer her question when Hobie touches the cold glass, it feels weird in his hand, wincing, pulling back his hand like it burnt him. "Fuck" the glass falls in slowmotion, he catches it before it shatters into the hard floor.

The group looks at him surprised and amazed at his fast reflexes.

"Yoooo" Ned exclaims. Yuri acts unimpressed, checking her nails.

"How'd you do that?" James watches as Hobie gulps the entire drink, glass thumping against the wooden pub table.

"I've got to go" Hobie's eyes are blown out, senses overwhelmed. He still feels thirsty and hungry, very hungry.

His friends call out to him in concern, Ned tries to follow him but too many people block his path in reaching Hobie. Ned tries to get his attention by yelling Hobie's name.

Wobbling on shaky legs, Hobie bumps into someone. Lacey turns around to smile at him, fluttering her lashes.

"Hobs! You made it!" She tries to offer him a shot of vodka, the smell wafts his senses.

"Not now" he grimaces, declining. Hobie continues walking towards the exit. Clambering on his bike, he speeds off.

Hobie hears Ned and Lacey call out to him, ignoring them. Wind nips at his bare arms as he rides away.

He dodges cars on the road, some angrily honking at him. His eyes seem to open up to everything, aware of every little movement on the road. Heart thumping loudly in his chest, Hobie follows the road back to his place. If he heads to yours, you would force him to go to the ER. He's stubborn, thinking a good night's rest and some ibuprofen would knock this sickness off him.

You, he smiles at the simple thought of you. Hobie's glad he took that chance in the museum, judging from how you kissed his cheek and your goofy smile you made right after, it's safe to say that you feel the same way. He can still feel the ghost of your lips on his cheek, lingering on his skin like your perfume.

Distracted, Hobie almost collides with a van, gasping, eyes wide, he swerves away last minute, avoiding a collision. "Shit!" He screams, sparing a quick glance at the driver he almost hit.

You're right, he should drive carefully, especially now that he finally told you how he feels. Hobie feels like he should've been more blunt, deciding to be more direct tomorrow when you meet. He wants to spend more time with you, more than excited to see you again.

Hobie finally reaches his houseboat. Opening the front door, tugging his boots off, tossing it haphazardly. He takes his sweaty clothes off, leaving him in only his boxers. Exhaustion claims him before his hunger did, landing harshfully on his bed, he sleeps like a corpse.

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Hobie wakes up weird, not like 'I woke up on the wrong side of bed' weird, but a 'I feel like I climbed Everest while asleep' weird. He groans at his blaring alarm clock, the sound seems to be amplified in his sensitive ears. Shielding his ears with a pillow doesn't help with the loud ringing sound.

Frustrated, Hobie turns to shut it off, shattering the poor alarm clock with his fist. He looks at his hand like it grew an extra finger in his sleep. The clock beeps sadly before it shuts off completely. Hobie sits up, extremely aware of his surroundings, he can see everything like his eyesight improved a hundred times more. From the dust bunnies in the corner of his room, to the lone ant skittering on his floors. The sound of dripping water from the faucet is annoyingly loud. The hum of his radiator stings his ears.

Goosebumps appear on his arms before a draft whooshes past him. Maybe he has a fever? Hobie feels at his forehead, finding it to be a normal temperature. So not a fever? He wipes at his sweaty forehead, moist clinging to him like glue.

He stands up, seeing his mattress covered in his sweat, leaving a Hobie shaped mark on his green sheets.

"I need water" he says to no one, smacking his dry lips. Hobie's starving like he hasn't eaten in days, stomach gurgling at the thought of food.

Opening the bedroom door, he accidentally breaks the doorknob right from its socket. "What the fuck?" Hobie's sure he's not that strong. The metal doorknob falls harshly on the wooden floors, the sound banging at his eardrums.

Grabbing the hole where the doorknob should be, he pulls it open, unaware of his new found strength, ripping it right off its hinges. "Fuck?!" The door sticks to his hand, unable to shake it off even with all his fingers letting it go. Shaking the flimsy wood, he has no other choice but to bang it on the side of the wall, it shatters effortlessly. He looks at the shards of wood with shock and confusion.

Hobie breathlessly looks at his hand where a piece of the door is still stuck on his palm. He tries to shake it off while heading towards his bathroom. More aware of his strength, he carefully pushes the door with his hip. Stepping inside he opens the faucet to wash off his supposed sticky hand. Hobie, forgetting about his unusually strong grip, flings the metal right off the sink, water splashes his face in a rush.

"No!" He splutters, water hitting him right on his face.

Panic settles in his chest, he grabs whatever piece of cloth he has inside the small bathroom, tossing it to the gushing water, trying to stop its flow. His ear perks up when he hears your footsteps getting closer to the door. He has no idea how he can hear your shoes hitting the floor of his boat.

"Shit" Hobie can't let you see him like this. Glancing at himself in the mirror, he looks like a mess. Water dripped from his face to his torso, hair sticking in different angles, lips dry from dehydration. Not to mention he's only wearing his boxers.

Rushing out of the bathroom, he slips on the wet floor, sliding around his boat, hip hitting his rickety table, the landline and answering machine falls harshly on the ground. He falls on his ass trying to save it from falling.

The phone's dial tone beeps loudly. His answering machine lay open on the ground, the speaker letting out bits and pieces of what sounds like Lacey's last voicemail.

"Hey, Hobs– are you…Hey, Hobs– here?... can…Hobs?" Her voice annoyingly continues in a loop, speaker unusually loud and clear for an old machine, Hobie has no time to silence it when you knock again, voice muffled, asking if he's okay. He looks like he's in an episode of looney tunes, slipping on the floor comically while his hands stick to everything he touches for support.

"I'm fine!" he yells back to you, forgetting you can't hear a thing from outside. Hobie groans in pain, wincing, hand nursing his sore ass. Breathless from sliding all over his boat. At least the piece of wood isn't stuck on his palm anymore, landing somewhere he wouldn't bother to look for. Hobie almost slips again when he reaches the door, using the wall to stop his fall.

He flexes his fingers, trying to control his strength, opening the door a little too harshly for his taste (good thing he didn't rip it off this time) your concerned face greets him. He licks his dry lips, trying to look semi presentable.

Seeing his jacket on you in the morning light makes him speechless, it hugs you comfortably, sleeves too long for your arms, yet you don't fold it so that you don't damage its leather. Hobie holds the doorknob harshly, trying to stop himself from kissing you right there and then.

The world grows dim around you, bathing you in a spotlight, you're the only thing that matters to him at that moment. He can't believe it took him this long to tell you how much he—

"Hobs?"

Lacey's voicemail loops again, cutting his words before it leaves his lips.

Hobie watches your face turn from concern to anguish in a matter of seconds. Your lips quiver, turning harshly from him. He tries to grab you by the shoulder, fingertips grazing his jacket.

"Y/n! Wait!" He tries to follow but he literally can't move, feet sticking to the floor like he's trying to wade through maple syrup. "Fuck! What the fuck!"

There's a sharp pain in his chest as he watches you run away from him. "Y/n!" He tries again, futile.

—

Hobie sits on his lumpy settee, still in his boxers, eyes staring blankly at the open front door, cold seeping inside. He clutches the cursed answering machine in his hands, wanting to slam it against the wall. Alas it still works no matter how busted it looks, he's sure he can still fix it. Answering machines are damn expensive anyway, even if they are cursed.

He jumps when a mosquito buzzes inside his living room, the bug's wings flapping clearly in his vision. Hobie chokes on air.

"What the fuck is happening!" He screams into the void of his empty house boat.

His first thought is you, if anyone could help him with his affliction it would be you. But it doesn't seem like you're in a chatting mood. Hobie curses the answering machine again, he should've at least said goodbye to Lacey before leaving, if he did, she wouldn't have left that voicemail. Or better yet, he should've tried harder to run after you, hold you in his arms and explain everything. Public indecency be damned.

"Stupid fuckin' machine" Hobie places the machine on his sofa, reflecting in the what ifs.

The annoying buzzing sound from the mosquito gets closer to him, he has had enough of this bugger. jumping immediately when the bug stops right above him, intending to squish it, Hobie finds himself jumping higher than before, like an astronaut leaping in low gravity. He yelps, panicking, reaching towards the ceiling.

Instead of falling on the hard wooden floors, his hands and feet stick to the ceiling like velcro. The mosquito mockingly flies past his head and onto his hand, making Hobie look at his fingertips closely, seeing tiny spikes all over his palms and fingers.

"What the fuck?" He whispers, Hobie tries to wiggle himself free. Grunting, he figures if he relaxes, his hold would loosen. Exhaling, the stickiness loosen, fingers slowly unsticks to the ceiling. He begins to fall, landing hard on his bare back.

"Argh!" He yelps a pained yell. "My back!" Reaching behind to rub his sore muscle. Hobie stands up, stretching his torso, testing his shoulders for any pain.

Hobie limps towards the sofa, sitting back down, feeling every thread under him, overwhelming his senses. Trying to tamp down his panic, relaxing on its lumpy cushions. He broods in the weird situation for a few minutes.

"I'm a mutant," Hobie says in bewilderment after a moment of reprieve. At the last word, he remembers one person who could also help him, someone who's into comic books that has superpowered mutants in it. But first he heads to his kitchen, raiding his fridge for much needed sustenance.

He could maybe try to get used to his strength, he can't ride his motorcycle like this, afraid he might accidentally break it. So Hobie spends the entire day bouncing around his boat, exploring his new found abilities, eating everything in his fridge, trying to find out where he got the abilities and most importantly, trying to call your dorm.

Hobie hopes you pick up soon.

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Hobie bangs at Ned's door, "Ned! It's me!"

A few minutes later, a disgruntled Ned opens the door, wearing a fluffy bathrobe. "Hobie? What the fuck! It's seven am! What are you doing in Richmond?"

"She's not talking to me" Hobie pushes past Ned to get inside his new flat.

"Welcome, come inside" he sarcastically says, "Christ" shutting the door.

Hobie takes a few seconds to look around the sparse flat, boxes are littered around the place, a disassembled shelf sits in the corner, plates and pans placed haphazardly on the kitchen counter. He turns around to face a tired Ned.

"What the fuck are you wearing?" Hobie points at Ned's questionable fashion.

"Don't fucking mind that" Ned tries to cover himself up with his arms crossed on his chest, "What the fuck are you doing this fucking early? And what did you do now?"

"I think there's something wrong with me, Ned"

Ned looks at Hobie's disheveled state. "Clearly there is." Hobie rolls his eyes at his friend's quip "Wait hold on, why isn't y/n talking to you?"

"I told her" knowing exactly what Hobie meant, Ned has a huge grin, proud of his friend. "And she seemed to feel the same"

Ned dramatically gasps, "I could've told you that," rolling his eyes, "good on you. Continue"

"The next day, she knocks on the door with me answering half fucking naked and sweaty–"

"Way to lay it on her, bruv" Ned teases.

"Yeah, after that we had hot steamy sex–"

Ned plugs his ears with his fingers, "Nope! Can't hear you!" Regretting his joke.

"It's not fucking like that you wanker" Hobie huffs, "she thought I hooked up with someone, and she ran"

"Have you tried calling her?"

"Of course I did, she wouldn't answer. Her RA wouldn't let me in, said she's sick or somethin'"

"Mate, look you're one of my best mates" Ned pinches the bridge of his nose. "But it's seven fucking am! I don't have the energy to put up with your lover's quarrel!"

"I fuckin' know that, it's not just that. D'you think I would wake up this bloody early? I haven't fuckin' slept"

"What else then?"

"It's best if I show you" Hobie jumps high, stumbling a bit, hands sticking to Ned's ceiling. He dangles by his hand, long legs swinging from the momentum. "Remember the spider bite?"

Ned laughs loudly before his eyes roll back to his head, falling down like a sack of potatoes, unconscious body hitting the carpeted floor.

"Shit" Hobie says while sticking to the ceiling. It's gonna be a long day, maybe he should help Ned with unpacking while he explains. But first he needs to help his unconscious friend off the floor.

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A few days later, Hobie tries again to contact you again, leaning against his bike in your campus' parking lot, waiting to see your familiar face. He flexes his stiff hands, unusually anxious to see you again.

Hobie reeled himself in from bothering you for a few days, busying himself with handling whatever that spider gave him. He stopped calling you, maybe space is what you need, even if it hurts him to do so. He will never admit that though, not to Ned, not to anyone, even you.

He feels like an absolute stalker standing in the parking lot, eyes darting around, he hates it. But Hobie misses you terribly. He misses your voice, especially when your hand is cupped in his, squeezing his hand, telling him you're still right next to him. He feels your absence right inside his ribcage, eating away at him like spilled acid.

He finally sees you come out of the building, a soft smile appearing on his lips. You clutch a heavy bag on your shoulder, stacks of books and notebooks in your arms. Hobie notices your downturned gaze, a frown in place instead of your usual smile. You don't see him in the lot, a sea of cars blocking him from your line of sight. You walk away from the doors, mind seemingly occupied.

Hobie weaves through parked cars, eyes fixated to your retreating form. Someone catches up to you before he does, He stops abruptly, watching as someone wearing glasses taps your shoulder getting your attention. Turning around, you smile sweetly at the man in a sweater vest, lips moving to talk to him.

You still haven't noticed Hobie.

From where Hobie's standing, he can't make out what you're talking about with the guy, but you seem to be engaged in the conversation, nodding at his words. Hobie waits for you to finish talking to the man, he needs to talk to you without an audience. Hobie has no idea how to start but he'll be damned if he doesn't explain everything to you. He can't let your ten year relationship go to waste just like that.

He can't lose you because of something so stupid.

Hobie shifts from foot to foot, impatient. The conversation looks like it's about to end, the glasses guy tries to hand you something, your hands full, trying to balance your stuff in your arms. The man offers to take your books for you instead, you sheepishly thank him with a smile, exchanging your books for the package he was handing to you.

Hobie watches as your fingers grazes the unknown man's hands, passing the heavy stationary to him. The man says something, making you giggle. You point at the direction of your dorm, he nods, following you, continuing the conversation.

Hobie isn't a jealous man, the guy looks like he has good intentions, he appears to be nice. You deserve someone nice, you deserve so much more.

He starts to walk away when a familiar woman who Hobie has probably seen in your class. She jogs towards you, pink hair shiny in the sun. You greet her with a timid smile, introducing her to the other guy, you three walk by, talking comfortably with each other.

You'll be fine, Hobie thinks. But will he?

Hobie swallows the lump in his throat, walking back to his bike with a heavy weight weighing him down. His chest feels like something's crushing it, waiting for him to keel over.

—

The boat rocks softly in the waves, he clicks his tongue in annoyance. Hobie tinkers with his invention, still a prototype, he screws in a canister with a screwdriver, entirely focused on the little gadget.

Goosebumps appear on his arms, hearing your familiar footfalls. He stands up immediately, Hobie needs to explain everything to you that it was just a misunderstanding, a very *stupid misunderstanding. He rushes towards the front door when he hears you running away again.

Opening the door, you're nowhere to be found. He gets out onto the 'porch' of his boat to look for you, nothing, just your perfume lingering in the air.

"Goddamnit" Hobie looks down at his feet, dejected. He sees a box wrapped in red sitting next to his front door. Bending down, he gingerly grabs it. His eyes go straight to the piece of paper taped on top of the packaging.

It's his favour card, Hobie frowns at it, flipping the card over, he reads your familiar handwriting, a single word scribbled on it: Please.

A/N: Me: i hate miscommunication tropes, also me: hehehehehe.

Thank you for reading! Please consider reblogging if you enjoyed it ❤️ reblogging encourages me to write more ❤️

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someonewhos-world · 3 months

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NOJO PROPAGANDA NOJO PROPAGANDA NOCO YURI NOCO YURI

It's on my art gallery board now :3

For @same-name-supremacy !!!

[Ignore the coloring, I'm limited and a tired and hungry dkenisjs]

#my art #genderswap td #giggling #total drama world tour #total drama

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janichroma · 2 months

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🎉Q/A Answers!🎉🎉

There's a lot to parse here! Warning that there are some spoilers of current content in here! So please tread carefully!

Q1.) I'm very curious about Death Wings. Do all of them exist in a similar state to Robo-Ren, where their true bodies are asleep and they pilot a mechanical suit, or is there something that differentiates them?

Ren is an exception. He's the only one who pilots a separate body. The others are in their own!

Q2.) Which Rejuv characters would be most likely to start a podcast together?

Adam and Valarie probably have a lot of deep 3 am conversations so with a little help from Saki, those two would def make a podcast. Other highlights are Saki+Erick and maybe Texen by himself because he just talks about how women are objects or something i dunno.

Q3.) Are you absolutely sure this is a good idea? Are you being held hostage?

I deadass thought i was gonna get 10-20 questions at most..... So yeah its a good idea.

Q4.) So, half servants. They’ve been so confusing to me. Until 13.5 I was just under the assumption servants were just infertile lol. So, do half servants like…. Inherit any powers or anything from their servant parent? Like, the ability to teleport and things like that.

Servants cannot reproduce when they're first created/in their generic form, but when they transform into their own person they gain a soul and they are then able to reproduce because they're just like any other person. It's just that their origins are different. Servants can still use their magic, but their children cannot. Although, I bet their children -do- inherit some traits from their Servant parent. Probably like just having above average strength/speed etc. That's not universal, though.

Q5.) How come Tesla doesn't let Amber bring us to the villa after the gym battle now?

Well... When two people love each other very much...

Q6.) Do the executives of Team Xen and most importantly Ren have the green gem somewhere on their body that marks them as members of Team Xen?

I wonder...

Q7.) I know in the past, you said that you haven't seen any correct guesses as to the identity of Madame X. Has that changed since the release of 13.5?

Pretty close, but no cigar.

Q8.) would crescent like yuri/gl

I banish you to the hungry worm dimension.

Q9.) i know that some characters, namely tesla (and maybe jolene?) call themselves "honorary" members of the elite 8. is there any specific reason for that? also can roboren run doom this is important.

There's no specific reason other than it soundin' fancy. Roboren can run tetris so maybe!

Q10.) What are the perks/ benefits of joining Team Xen? ( asking for a friend )

Amazing health care, and amazing investments in your 401k.

Q11.) I wanted to ask, which character has, for you, the most chance to surprise us in future updates? Be it badly or greatly.

i can't answer this because it gives too much implicit information!!! Sorry!!

Q12.) what pokemon teams (or just ace pokemon) would characters you don’t ever battle have? for example, volta, eizen, martin, rune, eden, etc? will we ever fight any of them?

I don't want to answer this either because we will probably have an opportunity to fight -most- of these people here, but for Rune it's already established to be Rapidash (Ace), and Eden would probably have a Blissey somewhere.

Q13.) How close of friends are Amber and Crawli? I wanted to ask since they're both Gym Leaders of Terajuma and around the same age, especially when Tesla and Amber moved to Telia after the incident.

They're not too close. They know of each other, and have spoken, but it's mostly a "friendly landlord" kind of relationship. They only talk when it's necessary... Not that Crawli is a landlord, or has any bearing on Teila.

Q14.) Hihi, what are somethings that have changed from version v12 (and also v13) that you really like/are proud of? And are there things you miss from previous versions, but you had to get rid of for any reasons? (I'm personally absolutely in love with the redone Terajuma stuff and especially Crawli, and also the redone Ryland scenes but that's because I'm biased.)

Terajuma 100%. I LOVE Terajuma now. I used to really despise it, evidently. But I think it's so fun and has a lot of nice moments. Valor Mountain still sucks, though. I have a huge urge to simplify that place, but then i'd have to redo a certain scene later and i dont wanna bc it's already perfect. Suffering from success... As for things I miss from previous versions... I can't think of any right now because I love where we're at rn so I guess I don't miss anything? There are certain scenes like Melia with her long hair flowing, but outside of small instances like that, nah!

Q15.) If in the nightmare school "Jean" was able to manifest flora's explosives from the dreams of GDC's citizens... Where could he have manifested A Gun from??

Probably the police station, tbh.

Q16.) What's your personal favorite part of the game thus far?

Honestly Chapter 2 -> to the end of Terajuma is so much fun to me. Not that the other chapters aren't, but that part is comfy. I also love Renegade Route chapter 0.

Q17.) Now if I'm remembering correctly, you mentioned that Venam was supposed to be just a side character at first. What made you decide to change her role into such a major one? Also how did the Melia/Venam come about?

Yeah so, Beth was actually in Venam's spot if you can believe that. Yes, the same one that sells Moo-Moo Milk. We already had a prominent blonde character and Beth wasn't boring or anything, she just didn't add a fun dynamic with Melia. Although back then the formula was more rebornified. Meaning characters rarely traveled together and they kind of just showed up when they needed to. Now characters are constantly always traveling with you and stuff. Not that the old format is bad, it's just a different take. I brought Venam back because she's Melia's best friend and it felt real weird that she was not involved -at all- compared to her and Ren. Their relationship came about because.. Well, I kinda just knew. Venam was always a lesbian in my head, and Melia is def the character that would love anyone if they gave her the chance to love them. It just felt right?

Q18.) 1) When was Eizen conceptualized? 2) What is one funny story about developing v13.5 that you can share? 3) Were there any pieces of media you took inspiration from while writing Renegade(mainly Central Tower)? 4) Do you have any plans of making more games after Rejuv?

Yall are cheating with the multiple parts!! Anyway, Eizen was conceptualized sometime in v13's development, but he... she.. they... were just a concept at the point. (stick a pin in that) 2.) A funny story? Hm... I honestly can't remember anything rn. Probably just some bug that caused us pain and it was super simple to fix. 3.) To be honest, I didn't take any real inspiration for Renegade. I actually went into doing that route without knowing exactly what I wanted from it. But the pieces sorta fell into place and im in love with it lol. M2 was always going to be a character in the game, it's just that she was never named M2 and was more tragic than unhinged. M2's personality was altered slightly because I wanted Renegade to have SOME sort of a balance, and a partner in crime (sorta) felt appropo. 4.) Yes, I have original games in the works AND plans for at LEAST 1 more fangame after this. I'd like to start from scratch with all the knowledge I have now. Though, it wouldnt be nowhere near as long as Rejuv. I'm talking like 4-5 releases. lol.

Q19.) Wanted to ask how renegade!MC perceives Clear/Kieran, the 3 choices we have to respond to Clear asking us to go see Clear all seemed cold towards her. I guess they aren't a potential new friend group?

They are a means to an end. The MC is not close with Clear or Kieran at all. They barely even talk outside of the instances we've already seen. Maybe that'll change?

Q20.) This has been a matter of contention between some friends of mine and I. How old is Odessa? I'd assumed she was below 18 as she's not taken the throne so she might not be an adult and her dad's in charge until that happens, but they think she's an adult. For something less serious, who in Rejuv's most likely to start a ponzi scheme, and who's most likely to buy in.

Odessa is likely to be around 25-ish. She's a legal adult, and is in line to be Queen of Kristiline, but their family line already holds so little influence and power that Aquis just makes her a figurehead and manages things on his own. Kind of a Cinderella of situation? More similar but not 1:1. To be honest? I figure Aquis hopes Kailani to return one day and assume her duties because he likes her more (Even if he abused her the same way he did Odessa.) As for the ponzi scheme... I feel like Thomas Jr would make one and Texen would fall for it.

Q21.) Who is the hardest character to write consistently?

Honestly? Melia. She's given me the most trouble despite her being so prominent. Im good at it now I think, but before I never knew how to write her because anything I did came with criticism lol, and still does, but now I don't really give a shit. Amber's a close second.

Q22.) When Crescent fell down the cliff, did she get the interceptor contract then was asked to become a storm chaser? The events seemed to have happened close to each other. Curious since the hags serve Variya, so only 1 of the 2 parties could've asked her both, but that wasn't the case.

Yes it was shortly after she fell. To be clear, the sparkle the protags saw was the sparkling of water from the moonlight above. So they knew it was "safe" to push Crescent. She could have died but she had a chance to survive a situation where the alternative meant certain death.

Q23.) Will the Elite 8 even be able to be battled on Renegade? I imagine Karrina would replace Karen if Karen dies on Paragon, and Karrina doesn’t get pushed, but she eats the Deletos on Renegade if you don’t push her in Castle Zygara, and it made me wonder.

The members of the Elite 8 may be battleable, but not in an official league format. That's all I'll say on that.

Q24.) I'm still really curious about emma, things that come up in my mind a lot is the part where she looks to be used by variya to speak to melia during the part where amanda knocks her out, and during pearl route when we see the note signed by someone with the same name- emma. because of this, I've been pretty curious about this disguise thing the space hags gave melia. did they- or variya gave them orders to- pull the appearance from the deceased emma? does this mean ... they're the same person?

The name part is merely a coincidence and acts as foreshadowing. Melia reads the note and is like "Emma...?" and wonders if she would share the same fate as the ones written on the notes, and then lo and behold she has the same condition.

Q25.) This question is regarding Renegade route: Do the 6 years that M2 and our chosen host were lost in that alternate world match up with a version release that is outdated, or is an in-universe timer that we shouldn't overthink that much?

Honestly, that wasnt the reason for 6 years but now I wish it was that's rad as hell. But no the 6 years isn't even 6 years. It's an unspecified amount of time that passes that she perceives as 6. They both couldve been down there for a million years and they wouldnt know. The area they're in is similar to the chasm where it wears down your mind after long exposure. Maybe that's how Melia could take such a bad turn in life. The protags are always optimistic to escape though so they are able to hold onto their mind.

Q26.) #1 spector fan here asking questions about him since he probably won't get much spotlight outside of one quest... what was his life like before taking on the reserve leader role (other than what we already know, like where he lived,) and what are his interests outside of the paranormal, if any? thanks for the opportunity! love this game a lot :^)

Spector is a history buff and loves to do Goth Gf things like take strolls in graveyards at 3 am 🥰🥰. Probably spent most of his time in the District of Hope. He also likes exploring ruins and abandoned buildings. Not limited to Aevium tbh.

Q27.) I know Eizen seems to be a strictly side quest character, but have K/C or the hags ever tried contacting him for recruitment? His research seems too valuable to go unused for them.

Eizen has absolutely no interest in either of those groups. If they even tried to do anything he'd noclip out of the room and fall out of bounds and then die half life 1 style.

Q28.) :3c what are some characters that are trans if i may ask?

Ryland - FTM Party Girl - MTF Alain - NB Aero - NB V - Genderfluid Eden - Genderfluid

Q29.) would angie still possess alice in renegade? :0 super curious about it hihihi

Whatever happened passively in Paragon (Meaning Cera being abandoned, Alice getting possessed), STILL HAPPENS IN RENEGADE, we just don't see it because the trail of events that led to us seeing them in Paragon do not happen. So... in Renegade, that means Alice is still...

Q30.) How did the aftermath scene from defeating the hags on renegade come to be? I'm very curious

i assume you mean the Tera Raid parody? Well, it came up on my playlist on the train and I was feeling chaotic. what if in rejuv but deadly ?

Q31.) who's the shortest character (excluding the younger kids >>)

Probably either Cera, tbh. She's a short lil one. I don't have canon heights for characters outside like an estimation. But in my head Cera tiny.

Q32.) Hello! I would like to ask, Did the interceptor, before the SS Oceana be attacked, have fake memories of a life alongside Nancy? Since Crescent wanted the MC to have a normal life, I always wondered If she created new memories to make this easier And if I can ask another question. What is/was the criteria to someone see the MC appearance correctly? Huey and Lavender saw two different ones, while Aelita saw the correct one(in my case she saw Alain when asked)

Crescent did not create memories for the player. They just started acting weirdly and stopped talking to her. They then started to behave the same way you, the player, does. Believing that what is happening is real and has always been real (Because this is all the information you have right now), so Crescent takes this opportunity to try and let go by giving you a better (but fake!) life. It's why she sorta distances herself a bit (but not too much) so that you could integrate yourself into that delusion. We love being neuro <3.

The criteria is pretty ambiguous intentionally, but for me it has to do with personality and connection. Aelita always sees who you truly are because shes so close with the player + she has envoy shenanigans going on. If you would get along with Alain the most, the player would show themselves as alain etc.

Q33.) Any disclosable reasons why the rift dex now only has 2 remaining entries instead of 3 like in v13?

It's probably just a discrepancy that happened due to shifting over code bases. The number of slots left is not indicative of anything.

Q34.) hello jan!! hope you’re doing well :D is there any more information or random various facts about the androids (clear/kieran/eden) that can be said that ISN’T spoilers? it’s ok if not! i’ve just been curious about them all lately, especially in regards to how eden’s powers with emotional manipulation work.

Nothing too interesting about Clear or Kieran that isn't spoilers and isnt known already, but as for Eden... Eden was eccentric and had a personality thats real close to prince peasley from superstar saga LOL. I feel like Eden would have a catch phrase like "Mon Cherie", and flip their iridiscent hair in mockery. Eden's manipulation was very devastating. You would feel an immeasurable amount of joy when inflicted that you would give over any information because youre... happy to! But it was also very deadly. If exposed to it for too long you become way too happy to the point where you lose the ability to function normally. You'd fall into a happy-apathetic state and collapse and just lay where you fell until you starved or died in some other way. Because you're happy to! Everything in moderation, guys.

Q35.) Hi jan!!! quick question — why do you hate me why did the renegade route do that /real/ question though…. My buddy found some like… older stuff about Eizen in v13’s files. Something about a girl named Ærika?? (Idk if thats even connected but whatever) How did Eizen come to be? What was the process?

Hi remember the pin I stuck earlier? Ok we're unpinning that now. So, Eizen was originally a woman (So happy for his transition), And her name was Ærika. But we already had so many girls in the game and I wanted to create more male characters so then Eizen was born. I'm glad for it too because Eizen is way more interesting than Ærika. Eizen/Ærika came to be when [redacted]. I can't explain his origins quite yet, sorry! But one day you Will Realize.

Q36.) Hi Jan, thanks for the amazing game! In Alamissa, before we get yeeted into the past by Kieran, when Ren gives us sylveon and, um, Nancy’s remains, he mentions that he has stayed (even after breaking off with crescent) with xen for an important reason… but won’t specify. Later, he says the reason is because he wants to help nastasia. But the alamissa convo happened before ren met Anastasia (baby version). Did ren want to help nastasia before he met her past version and learned that she was…

Ren didn't know who she was at that point, but Ren has seen Nastasia in vulnerable points (that we havent seen... yet?). She has discussed with him that shes looking for someone prior to Alamissa, but she was very vague about it, and still is, but she's opened up a lot to Ren over time.

Q37.) This is probably a weirder question but will all of the main leaders, even the ones we battle outside of their gym duties have custom moves? If not, would it be safe to assume the main leaders use the moves of their reserves?

All leaders have custom moves. Reserves use the move the main leader does! They have TM's for these, but they aren't allowed to give them out to winners. At least, at the moment!

Q38.) what was your favorite part of 13.5's development?

Making Renegade Route lmfao. It was so much funnnnnnn. I cant wait for the rest.

Q39.) what’s the EoN experience like for someone going through it? If that’s too spoilery, what was the most surprising part of people’s reactions to .karma content?

You're getting scrubbed. It looks painful, but it's painless... and seamless! You literally cannot process what is going on. As for most surprising, I was surprised people loved M2 so much. I mean, I had a feeling people would like her, but she really took off and that makes me happy bc shes so fun to write.

Q40.) Hi Jan! My question is this: Will Melia and Venam get back together somewhat in the future? Or will they just stay friends? (Paragon route)

Who knows...

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An extra question im throwing in here because ive seen a lot of talk around this character.

Q1X.) What inspired M2? M2 was conceptualized to be more of a tragic character, but I felt like Renegade needed some balancing out mood wise, or else it was too much of a drag. M2 was inspired by an insecurity of mine, actually, or I guess less so an insecurity and more of a question a lot of us ask ourselves. What if? What if I did this differently? What if I was born elsewhere? How different would I be? When Covid first started running about and I thought the fate of our lives was about to be cut short potentially, I started thinking about how I lived my life and how much I missed out on certain things. M2 is that. She gets a second chance at life and decides she wants to be everything but Melia because she's already lived that life and it turned out poorly. Hence the name M2. The second version of herself.

A song that inspired me is Immaterial by Sophie (Rest in peace)

2:03 is important

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Now that I have a second chance at life, "I'll be anyone, anything, any shape." I mentioned before that your archetype powers manifests as your deep inner desire, and since M2 wants to be everything she couldn't be, it turns into her creating alternative selves through clones made of light. Another point of inspiration for her forms is actually Barbie of all things. Not the movie, although the movie takes advantage of the same principle, that Barbie can be anything. A doctor, a lawyer, life guard, a government official etc. M2 is everything always and forever, and she's also nothing at all. Which one is the real M2?

#pokemon rejuvenation #Rejuv Q/A #Spoilers!#Youtube

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Screaming crying cheering to the heavens. It is nowhere even remotely near what I want for them, but having their house burned down because of some desperate power-hungry moron and having their egos shot by just Kudo but also Koji? It's a freaking start, man, it's a start.

In other news, Kiyoka and Yurie? Kiyoka and Yurie make my heart feel a type of way with how loving, supportive, caring, and attentive they are to Miyo. Just... it genuinely makes me happy to see people who actually care about her and worry about her and want her around. They reassure her that she's wanted, they reassure her that they like having her around, and they reassure her that she's not a burden. It's so freaking good and I will never have enough of it.

Miyo? Miyo? Miyo. I love her, your honor. I care about her, your honor. I'm infinitely proud of her, your honor. Still trying to avoid too many spoilers for those who haven't seen, but Miyo? Miyo.

#watakekkon #watashi no shiawase na kekkon #My Happy Marriage #Miyo Saimori #Kiyoka Kudo #Yurie #Angel has spoken #Okay but what was that going on with the guy behind the curtains though?#what the hell was that about?#why everybody so butthurt the Kudos are so powerful?

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BONUS [ LIKEALOOK ] — she was better

GAME ONE: Seoul's Univeristy of Multi-Arts (SUMA) VS. Seoul National University (SNU)

WARNINGS ; gaslighting, emotionally abusive relationship (3.9K)

suma was leading by one point in the fifth set, currently 2-2, both schools tied for their first win.

the crowd was starting to get to the girls, especially jimin and wonyoung as far as y/n could tell. the two had similar habits when it came to expressing their aggravation.

their eyes would squeeze shut as if to block the entire world just for a second. a second to breathe, to think, and to compose themselves.

despite yuri's many complaints about how they were losing because coach seulgi refused to play yena more (which was an utter lie, but yuri didn't care), snu had always been a pain in the ass when it came to away games.

like always, snu had brought their band out. trumpets, snares, and different kinds of wind instruments littered the front seats of the yihwang gym. small blue flags waved against the bright lights, and the shouts of the students were deafening to the students of suma. with every attack, serve, or volley, the crowd would react almost instantaneously, like a hive mind of bees cheering for their queen.

"i'm going to get water." minjeong leaned in, her breath against your ear as yelled at the top of her lungs, only to be drowned out by the screams of the gym. "do you want some?"

y/n looked at her, puzzled.

"what?"

"water!" minjeong motioned as if she was drinking water.

"yeah! sure!" y/n gave her a thumbs up. "get some for yuri-unnie too!"

she pointed to the girl beside her who was dressed in an almost cheerleader-like outfit. y/n and minjeong tried to talk the girl out of it, but the love-struck girl refused. the two tried to sit as far away from her as possible, only to be 'convinced' to sit with the fangirls/boys.

"let her shrivel up." minjeong shouted.

the girl stood up, looking at the court as she glared at a raven-haired girl. like the light meets the dark, minjeong's eyes tore into jimin's before she turned to walk away.

she hated her with every fiber of her being.

"what did she say?" yuri asked as she watched minjeong's figure disappear.

snu scores a point. 25 - 25.

"huh?"

"what?"

y/n shook her head, trying to usher her gaze away to look at yujin serving.

ahn yujin was by no means a horrible athlete. the girl was quick on her feet, being the captain had made her so. despite this, her serves - like herself - were always easily deciphered. her eyes would scan the court to find an opening. every time, it would go to where she aimed, and every time, the opponent could read her like the back of their hand.

yujin served, her eyes trained in between snu's middle blocker, jeon somi, and their libero, baek jiheon.

25 - 26. snu is leading.

y/n watched as jimin sent a harsh glare to the younger girl, close to screaming if it weren't for haewon getting in the way.

"you better pick your ass up, ahn." the older girl sneered. her eyes glossed with a rage familiar to yujin's previous captain.

wonyoung scoffed from beside her, muttering under her breath as jimin turned around. "you aren't doing any better, sunbae."

jimin clenched her hand. she knew that. with every kill she got, she had managed to make three more errors. she had effectively made snu catch up to them by being greedy, but it wasn't her fault. jimin knew that her team should have gotten her back.

she didn't need to be reminded by someone who had a worse kill-to-set ratio than her. jang wonyoung was never going to be as good as her, and she needed to remember that.

she turned around to look in the direction of y/n, a pair of unmistakable cat-like eyes watching her from the distance.

snu's defensive specialist, lee chaeyoung, severed with a loud smack that echoed over the sea of screaming people. if y/n blinked, she was sure she would've missed haewon receiving it with a wince.

although a little too high, gaeul manages to set it toward wonyoung. with hungry eyes, the raven-haired ace raced right next to the middle blocker.

she wasn't going to let wonyoung outshine her. never again.

jimin jumps a moment earlier than wonyoung, making the taller girl hesitate. with all the force she could muster, jimin brings her hand down.

26 - 26. tied, with suma in possession.

suma's crowd cheered as jimin raised her arms up toward them, ushering them to roar for her. the ace pointed in the vicinity of y/n's area, winking at whatever girl she saw first.

y/n rolled her eyes. jimin always played with the hearts of the people in her so-called fan club. no matter how much y/n hated it, jimin continuously ignored her because 'it's just a little praise'.

y/n scoured the court as they shifted in formation, momentarily meeting eyes with suma's middle blocker. she noticed a frown on the girl's face, and she couldn't help but smile slightly in reassurance.

part of her wished wonyoung didn't worry. everyone knew she was next in line to become the face of suma.

"hey." y/n heard from beside her.

"minjeong." the older girl handed y/n an ice-cold water bottle. "you scared me."

"good." minjeong smiled, the apples of her cheeks slightly red. the air in the gym was hot despite the ac blowing through the stands. "maybe i'll scare some sense into you."

"you? scary?" in her two years of knowing the older girl, the scariest thing minjeong had done was try to bake. "yuri-unnie is scarier like this than you have ever been."

gaeul was up to serve. although weaker than the others, her technique allowed her to change serves depending on the situation. luckily, snu had a hard time receiving, and the setter had gotten a couple of aces earlier on in the game.

"yuri's face is enough to scare the babadook away."

yuri reached over y/n, trying to grab the short-haired girl before the youngest pulled the two away from each other.

"i can hear you!"

minjeong snickered. "she apparently has ears too."

"kim minjeong, i will shove this pompom down your asshole."

y/n hushed the two, telling yuri to focus as yena was subbed out with haewon. all she wanted was to focus on the game. on her girlfriend.

gaeul took a deep breath, ignoring the blaring of the trumpets to her left and the snares shaking the floor. she just needed to get it over the net. that would be enough for the team.

with a shaky hand, she hits the ball, barely making it over the net. snu received a little too late, the ball in an unfavorable place. with a rush to get it up, one of the players, fukutomi tsuki, bumped it over the net right to chaeryeong in the front left.

chaeryeong's sets were always too high for the majority of the girls. they had to compromise with more force and a higher jump, but being so far into the game, almost everyone had no energy left.

almost everyone, except yoo jimin.

chaeryeong sets to wonyoung in the far right. expecting a feint from suma's ace, the blockers shifted to wonyoung.

jimin backed up. she knew what would happen if she missed the ball, but it was a risk she was willing to take. wonyoung was in a favorable spot. the two blockers on snu were weak, faltering to every less-than-stellar hit that came from any of them. their libero was new, hesitating as if she was torn on what to do. even if wonyoung managed to flub the ball, with her vertical and wingspan, she was sure to get the kill. 100%.

but jimin's legs were tired, her lungs hurt and she knew that she had a higher chance of making another error than actually hitting the ball.

the older girl looked at wonyoung, and a rage burned in her.

jimin runs to the net, jumping higher than she has during that game.

27 - 26. in favor of suma.

the crowd cheered, and jimin, like always, raised her arms up.

from the sidelines, seulgi shook her head. their old coach might've let that slide, but seulgi wasn't. jimin was reckless, and if they had played against a better team who could capitalize on every mistake she made, they would've lost 3 - 0.

"did jimin just take another set from wonyoung?" minjeong asked, the stands shaking from all the stomps and cheers.

y/n bit her tongue.

yuri shook a pompom in the air, looking at the two other girls. "when do you think she's gonna fight back?"

"wonyoung?" they watched as yujin went over to gaeul, giving her a light tap on her butt before the girl served. y/n hoped that those two were finally dating. "that girl's too pussy to do shit."

y/n nudged the older girl. "minjeong."

"don't tell me you're defending her." minjeong never liked wonyoung. "wonyoung dips the moment she sees confrontation. she's an ass player."

gaeul takes a deep breath. over the net. that was all she needed.

"she's trying." y/n muttered, an ugly feeling sitting on her chest at the familiar exchange.

"not hard enough." minjeong watched as gaeul's serve hits the net, tumbling over to snu's side of the court. around her, loud gasps from all the students erupted. "what the fuck did you even see in her?"

"can you stop talking about my ex, please and thank you."

y/n needed to focus. she came here for jimin, her girlfriend. she reminded herself that her very attractive, very athletic girlfriend had begged her to watch her play. not wonyoung.

wonyoung wasn't y/n's girlfriend anymore.

when wonyoung heard that she was going to play alongside 'the ace of korea', she felt an overwhelming sense of giddiness. she was wonyoung's idol, everything that she strived to become as a volleyball player. yoo jimin played with a fierceness that wonyoung desired to be.

wonyoung backs up, watching jimin do the same as the ball came to chaeryeong.

yoo jimin had what wonyoung didn't. she had courage, a type of security that made her take unwarranted risks that were usually handsomely rewarded.

chaeryeong sets between jimin and wonyoung, wincing as she feels the ball nearly slip out of her hands.

wonyoung liked to coast. she liked watching how everything played out before making a decision. the only day she hadn't was the day she lost the most important thing in her life.

risks scared her.

she glances at jimin beside her. the older girl's face was a bright red.

it was clear jimin was spent. her legs were burning, and her chest heavy from the lack of oxygen. she just needed one more, even if her vision was starting to blur and she couldn't jump any higher than the net.

jimin reaches the net faster than wonyoung, winding up for the jump before wonyoung could catch up to her.

jimin jumps a moment sooner than the taller girl, watching as the ball misses her hand completely.

she hears a loud smack to her right.

28 - 26.

"wonyoung just stole jimin's kill."

wonyoung would never be jimin. she didn't have the speed, or the finesse that came with the sport, but she had everything the girl lacked and then some.

jang wonyoung wasn't yoo jimin.

she was better.

the first game of the season was by far the best game jimin had played in terms of kills.

with 30 kills under her belt, she was comfortably tied for fourth in the nation for a five-game match university career high with suma's ex-player and olympic silver medalist, hwang yeji.

on top of that, her girlfriend had watched her from the stands, looking as she powered through her pain. the crowd chanted her name, and she could feel the adoring eyes of everyone on the court.

through their eyes, she had led the team to victory, defeating snu and effectively setting the tone for the season.

but as soon as she came into the changing room, seulgi rebuked her for nearly costing their first game, mistake after mistake being made due to her greed and desire for spectacle.

jimin tried to listen as her eyes burned from the sweat that endlessly poured from her forehead. she could feel her heart pounding from the back of her neck as her coach snatched her water bottle out of her hand, forcing her to look up.

she couldn't hear a single word that seulgi had told her, but she didn't have to. she knew what her coach was saying.

jimin had achieved a career-high of game errors.

"if it weren't for wonyoung cleaning your mess up, we would've lost."

jimin had heard that before.

seulgi left the room, setting jimin's bottle down on the ground as she slammed the changing room door closed. an ambient silence engulfed the previously happy team, the juniors looking at her as they quickly changed. she ignored yujin redirecting their attention to somewhere else, ushering the girls out one by one until it was just jimin left.

it was just jimin and her thoughts, each and everyone about and regarding jang wonyoung.

yoo jimin hated jang wonyoung.

the door creaked open with a gentleness that was unfamiliar to the experienced athlete. her dark iris latched onto the door, finding a smaller frame entering the room.

her face erupted into flames.

anger. all she felt was anger.

"jimin."

jimin looked up from her seat, grabbing her bottle from the floor.

"what are you doing here?"

"what do you mean?" y/n questioned, the air around her becoming thick as jimin's eyes bore into her. "you said you wanted to see me."

jimin watched as a slight fear shined through her girlfriend's eyes. she didn't understand why that pissed her off more.

"i never said that shit." jimin spat out, combing through her hair.

y/n gripped her phone. she did, y/n remembered the fluttering in her chest and the redness in her cheeks. she knew that. she wasn't stupid.

"yes, you did." y/n stated.

"no, i fucking didn't." jimin looked at her with wide eyes, shocked and offended. "are you delusional or just fucking crazy?"

y/n took a deep breath, backing away as she tried to remember what actually happened.

she was sure jimin had sent something along those lines. maybe she had been tired, and yes, she wasn't exactly in the greatest head space but she couldn't have fabricated it.

unless she did... but y/n was pretty sure she didn't.

"you did, though." the younger girl's voice was barely a whisper. "i can go through my pho-"

"i didn't!" jimin scoffed, her throat becoming scratchy as she screamed from the top of her lungs. "stop trying to gaslight me into shit i know i didn't do!"

y/n listened to jimin's heavy puffing, her eyes locked onto the ground.

maybe she was right. maybe y/n had remembered wrong, and jimin didn't say anything. after all, y/n always remembered things wrong, but jimin always remembered things right.

and now, they were here fighting because of her stupid mistake. because she made a narrative that jimin wanted to see her after the game.

y/n felt stupid.

"i'm sorry." y/n rubbed the top of her knuckles as she shivered under the ac. "i forgot."

jimin frowned, trying to calm herself down. her girlfriend did come here for her, and god, did jimin love the girl with everything in her heart. sometimes, she just got so angry that she hated y/n for making her feel like this.

weak. stupid. frail.

"did someone see you?" jimin asked softly.

y/n's heart stopped.

jimin was a private person. she hated people being in her business, and she especially hated people knowing her business. the ace had crazy exes that she was sure would sabotage their relationship. although it hurt y/n to be so secretive, she understood and always went along with sneaking around.

"i don't know." y/n looked up, her eyes meeting jimin's.

jimin went silent.

"what do you mean 'you don't know'?"

y/n felt her palms sweating.

"i don't know if anyone saw me."

y/n flinched as she heard jimin slam her bottle on the bench, breaking the plastic bottle in two.

"first you go and bring your stupid fucking friends to the game-"

y/n furrowed her eyebrows. her friends had nothing to do with their relationship.

"-then you pull this shit that you know would piss me off. you're supposed to be cheering me on as my girlfriend. you're supposed to be paying attention to me. instead, you go on a date with kim minjeong."

y/n clenched her jaw, anger suddenly burning through her veins. "excuse me?"

talking about minjeong was a sensitive topic for the pair. jimin had always felt threatened by y/n's friends, but minjeong was a special case. it didn't matter how many times y/n proved that both their intentions were nothing but platonic, jimin would forever be weary of the girl.

y/n never understood. minjeong would always only be her friend.

jimin stood up, part of her sweatpants soaked from the smashed water bottle.

"do you wanna fuck her?" jimin swiped her teeth with her tongue, creeping toward y/n. "is that what you wanna do? do you not love me?"

"what the hell are you on, jimin?" y/n could feel irritation bubbling in her chest. no matter how many times she told jimin, they would always end up in the same conversation. "i came here for you! i came to watch my girlfriend play!"

"so you do want to fuck her."

y/n nearly rolled her eyes out of her head.

"no, i don't!"

"it seems like you fucking want to!"

the door slammed open, minjeong leading the charge with yuri (holding pompoms threateningly) and minju (who had just wrapped up the fundraiser outside).

they had lost y/n in the crowd earlier, and after looking for 20 minutes, they came through the tunnels that lead out of the stadium. coincidently, they had heard jimin screaming from down the hall.

"hey!" minjeong pulled the younger girl back. "leave y/n alone."

"look at your knight in shining armor." jimin scoffed, minjeong's ears burning from anger. the door opened once more, and a certain middle blocker who was just looking for her left shoe came stumbling in. "and your ex. wow, everyone's just in love with you now, huh?"

minju pulled y/n behind her, but she couldn't help but feel frustrated at her friends butting into her relationship.

"it's not y/n's fault that you're shit at the game, jimin."

minjeong always knew how to push jimin's buttons.

"minjeong."

jimin's eyes went dark. "the fuck did you just say?"

wonyoung looked to an unoccupied area of the room where her shoe lied. she snatched it before standing by, just in case anything went awry.

"you heard what she said, you budget version of tomi."

wonyoung bit her tongue, not wanting to make the situation worse.

"get yujin." minju turned to wonyoung. "i'll stay here with these idiots and pray that jimin doesn't crack one of their skulls open."

wonyoung nodded, opening the door for minju to push y/n out, locking the door behind the two exes.

y/n shook the door, but it refused to budge ("i'm not unlocking the door until i hear yujin!"). sighing, she had no choice but to follow wonyoung.

y/n hoped that none of the girls hurt each other while she was gone, and the minju would be able to defuse the fire that was currently blooming in the changing room. she hoped that they understood that jimin was still changing, that the girl had mistakes and this was just a minor slip-up that was caused by y/n herself for being stupid enough to fabricate a lie.

it wasn't jimin's fault. it was hers.

"are you okay?" wonyoung asked quietly as she ushered y/n to follow her to the multi-purpose room a couple halls down.

"huh?" y/n turned to her, and wonyoung felt her throat close. "yeah, jimin gets like that with minjeong."

wonyoung hummed, biting the inside of her cheek. she was glad that it wasn't just her, but it did exactly give her relief as she was relating to yoo jimin.

"did you feel..." y/n bit her tongue. it was a stupid question. "nevermind."

wonyoung debated in her head whether to tell y/n or not. she didn't want y/n to perceive the girl like her senior, but she didn't want to be dishonest either.

y/n deserved everything that wonyoung could offer, and if this was something wonyoung could do for her, she would gladly provide.

"yeah." wonyoung blushed as the shorter girl's attention snapped to her. "but i knew you and her were friends. she made you happy so i didn't really care."

y/n inhaled, feeling fluttering in her chest and redness in her cheeks.

"i see." y/n nodded, an awkward silence enveloping the two.

wonyoung didn't mind. she loved every moment she spent with the shorter girl, even if it was fleeting. it was a bright light through a foggy haze. it was a form of hope for the younger girl.

"i'm glad your knee's gotten better."

wonyoung raised an eyebrow.

"your vert got higher." y/n whispered, a small smile on her face. "your knee got better, right?"

the volleyball player stared at her, and y/n wondered if she had just embarrassed herself by remembering wrong.

"yeah." wonyoung loved y/n's memory. "yeah, it did."

the two walked in silence, turning the corner as they stopped in front of the room. screams and cheers could be heard inside. wonyoung couldn't help but smile at the thought of her teammates celebrating their well-deserved victory.

she knocked on the door.

"unnie."

yujin stood in front of her, smiling widely in her jersey and sweatpants. her hair and shirt were drenched with what seemed to be water, which would explain why yena was holding a nerf water gun and shooting at the younger girls.

"wonyoung! you just missed yunjin-unnie trying to do a handstand." yujin looked over, her eyes going wide. "y/n?"

y/n waved awkwardly. "hey."

yujin looked back at wonyoung, blinking.

wonyoung felt a blush on her face, quickly explaining to her captain what was going on in their changing room. "jimin-sunbae is fighting with someone again."

yujin's face dropped. coach seulgi would kill all of them if she found out jimin had injured another random person.

yujin turned around, looking for the only people experienced in defusing 'jimin' situations.

"haewon-ah! gaeul-unnie!" the captain went to gather her teammates, leaving the two ex's at the door.

y/n waited for wonyoung to leave, but the taller girl stood by her, not wanting her to feel alone.

she couldn't help but notice how bright wonyoung's eyes shined as she looked at the others enjoying their victory.

"you should go celebrate with your team." y/n smiled. "i'll go back with them."

wonyoung wanted to protest, but she had no say in what y/n did. wonyoung wanted her to stay with her, but she knew that y/n would have no reason to when her girlfriend was in another room, potentially threatening her friends.

and despite her wanting to be with y/n for longer, wonyoung couldn't help but cherish this moment with her, albeit short.

"be careful."

"i will be." y/n bit the bottom of her lip. she was being friendly, that's all that it was. "you too, wonyoung."

"i will."

wonyoung's smile had to be one of y/n's favorites.

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lines-on-ice · 22 days

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On the tracks of Yuri On Ice in Barcelona - Day 2 Part 2

In which we are going to Las Arenas.

"But what is Las Arenas?" were you asking. Well, it's a mall. And you can get on the roof. From the roof you can see a pretty palace :

And if you turn slightly to the right you can also see....

The red towers! We actually found them on our very first day in town but didn't have any props to take the pictures and decided to come back later for a proper shooting.

Once again, finding the perfect angle was a funny detective game, but we were guided by the love of Gays and Ice:

Speaking of Gays on Ice, our lovebirds decided to join too! @tony-dreams was very happy to lend them a hand (I'm just posting this so I can hear him laugh at the awful pun, don't mind me).

After that you can imagine we were rather hungry so we took everyone to eat a nice meal...

We have other visits planned so, stay tuned!

#yuri on ice #yuri on ice barcelona tour #episode 10 #We're taking them to the heavens guys #We are the best kind of tourists #We almost asked people to take us while doing the same pose #Now I kinda regret that we didn't

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Revisiting Yuri and Dee's support in Nopes :

It has bonkers things like :

Yes, and it's also got me thinking about how best to help those of more meager standing. Originally, I'd thought that establishing medical facilities or investing in the church were the best pathways to this cause. But after seeing the people here, I realize they are not indigents standing around with open hands awaiting salvation.

What are you talking about Dee? Medical facilities aren't anything like "salvation", it's just a place where people are healed?

Sure, some people want to participate in their life, decisions and politics so to associate them to those processes is an interesting thing... but they'd still need somewhere/someone to help/heal them, right?

And it's really where Yuri shines - and reminds us that this support can only happen in AG - because he completely corrects Dimitri, if Dimitri wants to associate commoners to decision-making, they should at first receive education :

Of course, they're already fully capable of telling you when they're hungry or if taxes are too high... But they'll need education to understand the policies and laws established by their lords and hold any kind of thoughtful opinion on them.

I love this last sentence, because man does it ring differently when you consider Yuri was the de facto guy in charge of the Abyss - where people complained in every explore section about Church/Nobles BaD - special mention to Hapi "CoS BaD they promised me they'd cure me but it has been a year since I'm here, I know I am a danger to the people living on the surface, I most likely never told them who experimented on me nor where she was nor what kind of stuff she did to me, and I haven't been cured since!"

Thoughtful opinions on policies and decisions uh?

Problem is, people aren't in the mood to learn anything when they don't know where their next meal is coming from or where they'll sleep that night.

I know some politician I love to joke about once said "morality don't feed your belly", but this is in the same vein - people can think about education/doing the "right thing" and whatnot... only when their lives aren't in immediate danger, like, say, because they're starving or on the streets.

That's where I think we have the closest "thoughts" Yuri has about the Abyss - sure it's not all roses and daisies, far from that, but it's still a place where people who have nowhere to go, well, can go, and eat.

Regardless of the Abyss...

Yuri is here to remind Dimitri that people still need to survive before receiving proper education, aka, they need "support" to be able to walk on their own legs, or decide to do what they want.

Compare this to Supreme Leader's "if the weak remain weak it's because they're too used on rely on others" and while I really dislike how Dimitri was teetering to close to that edge on his own and only reconsidered when Yuri reminded him of, uh, something that should be common sense - for a Fodlan game, I still find it very nice that this issue was adressed (and it even recontextualises the Abyss from FE16, something FE16 couldn't do bcs, Church BaD).

Now, I know Yuri can join Tru Piss and Supreme Bullshit, but is it any wonder that his paralogue is AG oriented, his supports are AG oriented (save for the ones who are always available + Marianne) and he has no interaction with members of the Empire?

Mmh...

#3 nopes #tfw yuri is the biggest CoS supporter #lol #it's not as in your face as Mercie #but reading between the lines really recontextualises a lot about FE16 rofl #Yuri being all 'yeah sure whatever' whenever Hapi goes on a rant about the knights #or Karen blames the church because nobles ruined her home and killed her family #sure he wants to protect them but it doesn't mean he always agrees or listens to them lol #still sad for didi though #poor dimitri #he doesn't have common sense in Nopes #maybe it was to build Dimitro?

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do u have any recs for folks newer to the yuri genre? I've never really read any manga other than shounen and some magical girl stuff

Omg i can totally give yuri recs. (And which ones to stay away from. Sakura Kiss has cousin shit in it, Citrus has stepsister dubcon, Dragon Maid has lolicon, Happy Sugar Life is also lolicon but it’s edgy about it and tries to act like this makes it deep, we can do better)

Anyway here’s my actual recs! I'm going to give details but if you don't wanna read them I bolded all the titles.

YuriKuma Arashi (By Ikuhara of Revolutionary Girl Utena fame), is about lesbian bears. But it’s actually a metaphor for the simultaneous objectification and demonization of lesbians, the expectation both for purity and predation. There are some nitpicks I have with it like the sexualization being a bit too much to bring the point home, but overall I do like its themes and its message. And I think the ending pulls everything together really nicely. There is both a manga and an anime, and I believe the anime came first. I’ve only seen the anime so I’m not sure if/how the manga deviates!!!!

Bloom Into You is an absolute must. Like, for real, I think it’s one of the best romances out there, yuri or otherwise. It gets really deep into both characters' respective psyches and the ways that they’re both Very Screwed Up when it comes to love and romance, or really just life in general. Giving details would be doing them a disservice honestly. Both characters are very messy but also do try their best to genuinely communicate, and what comes of that is a lot of teenage lesbian drama, but the growth they both experience though it TOGETHER is just great, and you can tell they care about each other so much.

Okay this one I’m not really recommending for the good writing, it’s more-so just really cool. Liberta (EXPLICIT) is a series about a vampire who can turn her body into guns and a human woman who is sick of being seen as lesser in her ordinary life. And then they fall in love and are vampires together. The artstyle and character designs are awesome and it has some really cool fight scenes. However it also has full blown barely censored sex scenes. A few of them. One of the women uses her tail at some point. If that’s not what your cup of tea is, give it a pass.

Anyway for something more wholesome you should check out The Guy She Was Interested in Wasn't a Guy at All, which I’m actually not fully caught up on bc life, but has still been a super fun read so far. It’s about a girl who works at a music store, and her classmate who gets a crush on her while she’s at work. The classmate doesn’t realize that they’re the same person, due to her looking different at work, and thinks her worksona is a guy. Hijinks ensue.

Otherside Picnic is also highly recommended. Its manga adaptation is lagging behind the light novel, which I can’t find a translation of online (But if anyone can help me out w that 🙏). The story itself is about two college students who go on adventures to a parallel plane of reality, which contains cosmic horrors who can only communicate with humans through fear so intense it will make you go insane. They’re also looking for someone who went missing, and gain cool powers like Ghost Hand and Sans Eye. Yes this is still a yuri series and it’s also really really extremely fucking cool.

She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat, is a slice of life story about… Well exactly what it says. A woman with a passion for cooking, making lots of food and sharing it with her neighbor, and they end up bonding through this. It’s also like, cool to see a big butch woman for a change! The story itself is very straightforward but I love watching the relationship progress as well as the mc question her sexuality. This story will absolutely make you super hungry though.

Show Me Your Bust (EXPLICIT) is also exactly what it says on the tin, though it’s technically a webtoon. Again this is a series with explicit sex scenes, but it actually does have a story and actual depth to its characters. Honestly there’s a lot to unpack with all of them and a lot of the relationships aren’t totally healthy but it’s a drama so that’s the point.

A Monster Wants To Eat Me is actually hard to describe without spoilers. It’s about a girl who lives by the sea, meeting a mysterious girl with eyes that remind her of the ocean itself. The girl says that she’s actually been looking for the mc for a long time, and it’s revealed that….

And lastly I wanna mention Hanamonogatari, a story about an old widow who begins to regain confidence in herself as she experiments with make-up with the help of another old lady who works at a local cosmetic store. Honestly it’s very very very sweet, it’s rare to get romances like this of old women when so much of the focus of romances (yuri or otherwise) is often on the characters being attractive. I also really appreciate how the make-up is being used specifically to accentuate their wrinkles. Not hide them. Because aging is beautiful too. Sadly IVE ONLY READ TWO CHAPTERS BECAUSE I DONT THINK THE REST ARE TRANSLATED IF ANYONE OUT THERE CAN HELP ME PLEASE DO 🙏

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