#and i didn’t address the first part of your ask bc i didn’t know how to

[aquaquadrant]

I’m in LOVE with your Hels to pay au!! Thank you so much for writing it!!

Has anyone ever asked Tango about his cuffs? Has anyone offered/tried to help him get them off? I imagine it would either be a funny montage of increasingly wild attempts OR just absolutely heartbreaking.

(sooo funny story, i saved the first ask in january bc i wanted to write smth for it… but then the second one came in before i got around to it… then the third… so uh. yeah. here ya go.)

~*~

“i like your cuffs, by the way.”

tango freezes, and even though xisuma has only just met the guy, he can immediately tell something’s off.

hermitcraft’s newest member is far from ordinary; a blaze hybrid with sharp teeth and blackened claws, red eyes that dart around nervously and squint at the sun, like it’s too bright. he didn’t even seem to know what a golden carrot was, when xisuma gave one to him.

the shackles around his wrists are just the frosting on the cake. xisuma had assumed it was part of his, er… unconventional style. but tango’s reaction- and the small links of broken chain still dangling from the cuffs- make xisuma wonder.

“what… uh, what do you mean?” tango asks, his tone forcibly light. oh, he’s anxious- ears flat, shoulders hunched likes he’s expecting an attack.

xisuma shrugs. “your cuffs, they’re just really metal,” he says casually. “it’s a cool look, is all.”

“oh.” tango blinks. the relief is evident in his expression, but he only relaxes slightly. “oh, right! thanks.”

while xisuma hasn’t been the admin of hermitcraft for very long, he’s been around long enough to tell when a player is running from something. but that’s none of his business. that’s why they come here, isn’t it?

“anyway,” xisuma says, “that’s about the end of the tour.” he lifts a hand to put on tango’s shoulder, then thinks better of it, folding his arms instead. “you just lemme know if you need anythin’, alright? anythin’ at all.”

“right, yeah.” tango smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “thanks, i’ll- i’ll keep that in mind, yeah.”

~*~

“jeeze, you ever take those cuffs off?”

tango freezes, and even though impulse is still relatively new here on hermitcraft, he can immediately tell he’s crossed a line.

it’s only been a couple weeks since a random portal abruptly appeared in front of impulse, taking him to a world called hermitcraft. according to his fellow hermits, that amounted to an invitation from the universe- which is how they all join.

he’s spent most of his time working on a quadruple witch hut farm with some of the other redstoners, and tango’s been a bit of a puzzle. he’ll be standoffish or even outright defensive at times, but then seem inexplicably drawn towards impulse, asking strange and not-so-subtle probing questions. of course, whenever impulse tries to address this, tango brushes him off.

“oh, these old things?” tango says after a moment, his brief panic quickly swept under the rug as he flaunts his cuffs. “why, do you- am i not pulling them off? too much?”

“no, no, they’re cool!” impulse assures him. “it’s just, don’t they get in the way when you’re doing delicate redstone work? seems like a bother, that’s all.”

tango huffs a laugh, but he’s also eyeing the nearest exit. “nah, man, th- it’s part of my look! my uh, my brand, as some might say. can’t go without ‘em, you know how it is…”

that’s not the reason. impulse can tell. but whatever the real reason is, it’s not his place to push tango to talk about it. they’re still getting to know each other, so if it’s anything more than a simple fashion choice, impulse is sure he’ll find out sooner or later.

“ooh, okay, gotcha.” impulse nods sagely. “branding, very important. well, if you ever change your mind, i’d be happy to take them off your hands- uh, literally and figuratively, i guess,” he chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. “cuffs are pretty ‘in’ for demons, you know.”

tango laughs too, though he’s already turning away, back to his work. “right, yeah, i- i’ll keep that in mind.”

~*~

“can you actually not take these cuffs off?”

tango freezes, and even without the spike of panic through their soulbond, jimmy can immediately tell he’s said something wrong.

it’s been about a month since the double lifers voted to end the death game. one month since jimmy and tango made their relationship official. and as amazing and wonderful as it’s been living on the ranch, jimmy’s starting to get the sense there are a few things he doesn’t know about tango.

he hadn’t meant anything by the question- just genuine curiosity. they were kissing, tango’s hands cupping jimmy’s face, and when he’d reached up to cover tango’s hands with his own he’d felt the cool metal of the cuffs, and the question just blurted out from his mind. gosh, he really does ruin everything.

tango recovers quickly. “whaaat, you don’t like ‘em?” he grins, casually stretching his arms above his head so the cuffs jangle around his wrists.

jimmy hesitates. the panic he felt through their bond has faded, but that doesn’t mean it’s not still there “well, sure, it’s just- y’know, i realized i’ve never seen you take ‘em off.”

tango blinks. “you- what, don’t you think if i wanted to take them off, i would’ve?” he laughs, putting his hands on his hips. “i mean, it’s not- we have metal-cutting technology, you know.”

oh, duh. jimmy feels silly. tango is far from helpless- if those cuffs hadn’t been a conscious decision, he surely would’ve figured out how to take them off by now. or, jeeze, he could’ve asked anyone on his server full of technical geniuses to help out.

“right, right, of course,” he says sheepishly. “sorry, i wasn’t- i do like how they look, i- i was just wonderin’. but uh, you know, if you ever did wanna take ‘em off… i mean, i’d still like you plenty without them,” he jokes.

“you’re good, you’re good,” tango hums, draping his arms around jimmy’s shoulders. “i’ll keep that in mind.”

~*~

tango sits alone in his room, claws curled around the cuff of his other hand.

it’s just simple iron. it wouldn’t be hard. all he has to do is reach for his inner fire, concentrate, and let the metal soften in his grasp. even if he heats it too much- so that molten iron drips over his skin like water- he’s a bit more fire resistant than the average player, he’d be fine. it’d only take a couple seconds for each one, and then he’d be free of them. forever.

it’s been nearly ten years, for hel’s sake. he’s lost count of how many times he’s been in this exact situation before, wanting and willing so much but being unable to bring the flames to his fingertips. if he even thinks about it, it’s suddenly like he’s back in the farm, icy wither rose numbing his veins, a haunting voice ringing in his ears.

‘just the cuffs on his wrists there, and he stays put like the good creature he is.’

tango wants to be good. he’s been trying so hard to be good. but what if he can’t trust himself? what if the only thing stopping him from reverting back to his old ways is the illusion of control maintained by these shackles?

who is he without them? would he be someone that his friends still cared about? would jimmy?

he’s too afraid to find out.

tango lets go of the cuff, the familiar weight of metal dropping back onto his wrist. he can try again another time. so long as he has his fire, he still has the option. he’ll do it someday.

so for now, the thought retreats to its little shadowed corner in the back of his mind, safe for another day.

~*~

#hels to pay au #HTP ask #HTP fic #my writing #if the ppl who sent these are still around y’all are legends

[devourable]

⚡︎ the gym bunny

sfw | tws : mild yandere behavior, some violence

i’m doing this b4 i do mykolas bc i’m rly stumped doing his intro 😭 for now, heres valentina! this one goes out to my girl likers 🫶

valentina could see it as if it was written all over you the moment you entered the gym — you were a first timer.

the way your eyes darted around the building, clearly having no set plan on what you wanted to do, to how you paused and seemed unsure when you were trying to use a machine you had obviously never touched before, she knew you'd probably never been to a gym before that day.

it was a common enough occurrence, though, so she paid no mind to you at first. what reason did she have not to? but she couldn’t help the curiosity piquing in her mind as you lingered on her thoughts…

so she was quite surprised to have her workout interrupted by you, wandering up to her and shyly asking how to operate the bench she was using.

and she even surprised herself when, rather than counter you disrupting her routine with an annoyed look or rude comment like she’d do to anyone else, she completely ceased her workout to respond to you.

“oh, this? no way, this is way too much for someone just starting. let me show you somethin' better.”

and just like that, the two of you became acquainted by her whisking you off to work out together.

it was simple enough of a day — you stretched together, chatted, she offered you her special enhanced water to ensure you stayed hydrated (and pretended her heart didn’t skip a beat when you accepted), and finally, she deemed you ready to actually begin to exercise.

it didn’t take long for valentina to fall for you after that. you were so attentive, so curious for her! the way you tilted your head as she explained the various buttons and modes for her favorite workout machines, the little “oh!” you exclaimed when you understood something, those cute noises you made when you did your stretches…

the lady was usually so dedicated to her body. the fact that she had grown so keen on helping you with yours was definitely a first for her.

“look at you! you’re getting the hang of it so fast!” she’d praise when you successfully did a rep on your own.

“awh, your form’s way off. let me help you…” she’d say with teasing pretend disappointment when your posture wasn’t right.

the way you thanked her every time you got something done with her help was enough to drive her wild! you were just so cute! so fucking cute! you were exactly her type!

and she was just so helpful, you thought. every time someone dared to interrupt your time together, they were met with valentina snapping at them, demanding they'd buzz off and leave the two of you be. any fears you might've had of being harassed by crude gym goers was completely quelled with her by your side.

you could've almost believed that the weight she dropped on the foot of the guy who started to bother you when she had stepped away probably didn't slip from her hands on accident... but what proof did you have? the guy was leaving anyway...

by the time the day had ended and you were ready to go home, you had gotten far more done than you ever expected to. and sure, you were sore and ready to collapse, but your new friend was nice enough to order you an uber home! something she wish she'd done when she first started, she claimed. having your address was a nice bonus, too... but she definitely didn't think about that.

the two of you came to sort of an agreement when the day had ended and you were ready to go. you exchanged numbers, deeming each other as training buddies of sorts, and said your goodbyes. it made her heart swell knowing you liked her enough to come to her every time you came to the gym!

valentina had never felt this way towards anyone she had met before that point, but she grew to like the rapid pounding in her heart when the two of you interacted. the rush was even better than working out.

so when you parted, she made sure to mark her calendar to the day you'd return. she was gonna be ready. she'd push you even harder, she decided.

she was gonna make your heart race the same way you'd made hers.

#💪 valentina everett #lovesick | ocs #mine | fics #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x oc #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere girl #yandere girlfriend #yandere #yandere nsft #this is a bit rushed but idrc 🫶

[gorgonwrites]

bound to you (part 2)

diluc x fem!reader

wc: 2, 205

authors note: okay i know i said i like jumping into the thick of things but i am such a SLUT for characters slowly falling in love and the tension of dancing around one another before they get together UGH! here is a part 2 for my first fic. :) also! this is a side blog and i realized im not really able to interact much with other accounts here. i might eventually move things over to my main blog bc i dont do much over there anyways. dont be alarmed if "witchcraftandwhisky" replies or likes something lololol. thank you for the love <333

CW: 18+, fem! reader, reader is an artist! slight voyeurism, diluc accidentally catches reader masterbating, MDNI!!!, diluc AND reader are still dancing around each other rn ugh just fuck already damn

It’s been days since you briefly spoke with your husband, Diluc. He’s kept himself busy with the remainder of the harvest season, and you’ve felt uncharacteristically shy in his presence after his impromptu visit to your chambers. You have the perfect view of the vineyard from your window and you couldn’t help but greedily watch him, shirtless and hair tied up to stay off of his neck. He’s tanned quite a bit since he’s been home and you were pleasantly surprised to see the explosions of freckles that have erupted on his skin. Cute, you thought. There was some jealousy though, and you cursed the sun for being able to caress his skin so easily. You clapped your hands to either side of your face to rid yourself of the thought, and decided to be productive rather than wasting your afternoon in your window. 

Your eyes drifted to the corner of your room and after further inspection, you found your paints and canvases that had been long forgotten. I’ve hardly painted since I’ve been here… maybe some sketching will do my mind some good. You rummaged through the pile of art supplies to find an old sketchbook and some pencils and decided to find a shady tree outside. Adelinde greets you at the door of the manor, umbrella in hand to shield you from the hot summer sun. You both find a large tree with a lovely view of the vineyard and the manor, and you begin to sketch while chatting away with the head maid. 

After what felt like hours, a large shadow was cast over your sketch, and you were forced to look up and squint into the sun. Your husband loomed over you, glistening with sweat and looking curiously at your sketchbook. You quickly clutched it to your chest, startled by his sudden appearance. 

“Good afternoon, Master Diluc.” you couldn’t bring yourself to address him so casually yet, and his slight change in expression at your insisted formality was not lost on you. You began to fidget where you sat, and broke eye contact with Diluc to glance out at the vineyard where the rest of the men worked. 

“Oh, I think one of the boys needs me. Excuse me my Lady, Master Diluc.” Adelinde quickly said, winking at you before she gathered herself and quickly walked away. Up to no good. You tried to smile, but it came out looking like a grimace at your husband. 

“Y/n, good afternoon. I didn’t know you were an artist. May I see?” Diluc sounded as gentle as always, and you couldn’t help but hand your sketchbook over to him.

“I think saying I’m an artist is a stretch,” you sputtered, “it’s just something I do to pass the time. It calms my mind.” You didn’t know why him referring to you as an artist felt so embarrassing. You watched him closely while he flipped through the pages, noticing how his brows pinch together while he concentrates. He stopped suddenly, and chuckled. 

“Who, might I ask, is this?” He turned the sketchbook around only to show you a sketch you had done of his portrait that hung in the grand room of the manor. You gasped and snatched it from his hands instantly, curling in on yourself. You had drawn that not long after your arrival to the Dawn Winery, when you were still slightly optimistic about how your marriage to your husband would turn out. Diluc let out a roaring laugh, having to lean over you and brace himself on the tree so he didn’t fall over. You looked up at him and realized this was the closest you had ever been to him. You hadn't noticed just how many freckles had appeared on his skin. You noticed how his eyes crinkled when he smiled, and you saw fine red hair peppered across his chest. You also noticed faint scarring on his arms and stomach, and you mindlessly reached out to touch them. Diluc hissed at the sudden contact and quickly retreated out of reach, his own hands covering where your fingers had brushed. 

“I’m sorry!” you squeaked. You knew your husband couldn’t stand the cold, and you had been sparingly using your vision to keep yourself cool while you sketched. You knew your touch felt unpleasant. 

“I know you don’t like the cold, that was thoughtless of me.” you quickly apologized, feeling sorry and even more embarrassed than you already were. You made eye contact with him and Diluc held your gaze, looking confused. 

“How did you know that?” he tilted his head, letting go of his side and crossing his arms.

“Oh I, ah- you don’t like the cold so I’ve heard.” Adelinde had discussed Diluc’s aversion to the cold with you before, but you didn’t have many details as to why.

“I try not to use my vision while you’re home, but it’s exceedingly hot today.” you mumbled, bringing your sketchbook up to hide your face as you finally looked away from your husband. 

“I see. You,” he cleared his throat, “don��t have to do that you know.” You looked up at him again, noticing how red his face and ears were. Was it from the sun, or was he blushing? You couldn’t be sure. 

“That was actually why I came over in the first place- everyone wants more of the frozen drinks you made the other day. And I- I thought that may be something to keep you busy for the rest of the afternoon.” He was talking into his hand, still unable to look at you. Oh, how the tables have turned. You felt a wicked feeling bubble up in your chest, and you grinned ear to ear. 

“Oh, Master Diluc, you’d have your little wife work tirelessly to serve drinks to your employees? How indecent of you.” you smirked, resting your chin in the palm of your hand while you wait for his response. He gathered his composure quickly, and leaned over you to whisper in your ear.

“My little wife doesn’t know just how indecent her husband can be, hm?” his voice was low and felt hot in your ear, and he moved away from you all too quickly. You sat astounded, frozen in place. He’d never spoken to you in that tone before. He cleared his throat again, and his regular formal demeanor returned. 

“Besides, we don’t want you to die of boredom, do we?” he wasn’t smiling, but you heard a hint of playfulness in his voice. You shook your head in agreeance, still astounded by his sudden brazen comment. He nodded to you, and then quickly left to return to his work. You could feel the heat rising in your chest, heading straight for your core. You rubbed your thighs together in hopes of quelling your growing arousal, but it had no effect. You silently curse yourself, trying to regain your composure as Adelinde returns to your side, a smile on her face. 

“Shall we head to the kitchen?” she politely asked. You nodded again, not trusting your voice in the slightest. You gathered your things and stood up on wobbly knees to head back inside. You needed a reprieve from the sun, and you jumped at the chance to freely use your vision. Your mind wandered aimlessly as you worked, and you wondered if your husband would ever come to tolerate your touch. Why does he not like the cold? Is this the reason you rarely see him? What does he do when winter arrives? Your thoughts raced, one flowing right into the other. You realized you had long since been done with the frozen drinks, and Adelinde was calling your name frantically.

“Lady y/n! Are you alright?” you blinked in response, and realized it was snowing lightly in your kitchen. You tried to laugh it off, but Adelinde knew better.

“I’m okay, don’t worry. I was getting a bit excited while making everyone their drinks. I’m happy to have something to do!” you smiled, picking up the tray and turning to head back outside. You needed to get to your chambers as quickly as possible before the relentless heat between your thighs became unbearable. 

Diluc couldn’t get out of his head for the rest of the afternoon. His brief loss of control with you earlier was at the forefront of his mind, and he couldn’t stop thinking about how you looked at him afterwards. Your eyes turned hazy and a flush had quickly formed on your chest and neck. It was the heat, he told himself. He felt so bold in that moment, but now he wanted nothing more than to leave the manor and not return for a few weeks to let himself rebuild the wall that was quickly crumbling around him. With the final harvests coming to an end rapidly, he was going to be around Dawn Winery much more than usual. He usually welcomes this time of year, when he can spend a little more time to himself and rest. This year, he could feel dread slowly building inside of him. Maybe he couldn’t entertain you and keep himself as composed as he first thought. He greatly underestimated your ability to fluster him, and there was still a part of him that was reluctant to grow close to you. Growing close to someone means there's an opportunity to lose them. He quickly pushed the thought to the back of his mind, and decided he’d pay another visit to your chambers.

As he walked across the manor, he thought about if you needed more art supplies. You were quite talented, and he selfishly wondered if you had drawn him more than once. You had given him a happier expression than the one displayed in his portrait, and the thought brought a smile to his face. He decided to find the best supplies money could buy in all of Teyvat as a gift for you. He came to a halt, realizing he was at your room quicker than he expected. He raised his hand to knock softly, and froze in place when he heard your voice from the other side of the door. 

“Diluc, please-” you whined. He was hearing things, he was sure of it. The heat had finally gotten to him and he was becoming delusional. He had to confirm his suspicions, though, and nothing prepared him for the image he met after quietly opening your door. 

You were sprawled out on your bed with your nightdress hiked up to your hips, legs spread impossibly wide. One arm was thrown over your face and covered your eyes while you concentrated and your other hand was at your core, fingers plunging in and out of your pretty pussy. Your breathing was heavy, and Diluc could feel heat climbing up his chest. You were so close. You pulled your fingers out to focus on your puffy clit, wanting to let the feeling last a little longer. You suddenly changed your position, startling your husband. You were completely unaware of your audience as you got onto your knees and shoved your face into your pillows. You continued your ministrations, and your ass was on full display. Diluc’s cock was so hard it was beginning to hurt, and he could tell by your quickened breathing that you were close. With a quiet cry, you came on your fingers. Your juices ran down your hands and shaking thighs as you stilled and sighed. Diluc suddenly turned and quietly bolted out of your room, not bothering to shut your door for fear of the noise alerting you to his presence. He slammed his own door behind him, a thin sheen of sweat forming on his body. He was undeniably aroused, his cock straining against his trousers.

So much for controlling myself, he chided. He wanted to absolutely ravish you. He wanted to touch you, to taste you, and have you crying out his name over and over and over again. He slid down the door, resting his arms over his knees as he sat down. Dragging his palms down his face, he groaned. The image of you touching yourself to the thought of him was burned into his memory, and he wouldn’t forget it anytime soon.

#diluc x reader #diluc smut #diluc fluff #diluc genshin impact #diluc ragnvindr #diluc genshin x reader #genshin x reader #diluc is trying so hard to be a gentleman but you're making it REALLY difficult rn #diluc pls get over yourself #HE IS VERY GORGEOUS TO ME #honestly reader is lowkey a brat but im living for it

[krystal817]

Welcome to Camp Half Blood

Part 2

Summary: Y/n is a newly discovered demigod who finds out she is destined to be as great as her older brother… Percy Jackson.

Warnings: Briefly mentions possible lost of parent

Today is August 17, 2017, my birthday. My name is Y/n L/n and I am 16 now and I can’t wait to go back to school to see my friends again.

I’m at my grandpa’s house for my birthday party like I usually have ever year and my 2 best friends Lizzie and Bre are with me like last year. Lizzie, Bre and I were hanging out in the car waiting to leave to bring them home and for me to go home.

Out of nowhere Adam, the dean of house 2 at Riverdale High came up my grandpa’s driveway in his car. Lizzie, Bre and I walked quickly over to see why he was here. “Y/n, can I speak to you privately for a moment” he asked. I responded “sure” and gestured for Lizzie and Bre to go away.

Adam said “you need to come with me before it’s too late.” “Where?” and he said “There’s no time for explaining.” “Then just tell me quickly” I insisted. Adam obliged “You’re a demigod.”

This took me by shock because I never thought this would happen. Then I said “ok I will come with you, but I have to make it not look suspicious so you will have to go to this address.” Y/n hands the paper with her address on it to Adam.

I continue “Come by at 9pm. It’s 8:30 now so I have time to leave here and bring my friends home and then get to my house and sneak out to come meet you.” “Alright” Adam replied.

“And don’t go to the end of the street. Just wait towards the road. It will be less obvious if I get caught while trying to leave my house” I responded. Adam said “alright” and left.

Then my mom came out and asked me who just left and I played it off “oh it was just a person that was lost but I told them the way to go.” “Ok, get in the car, we’re leaving now” she ordered.

I ran to the car and got in and sat next to Lizzie and Bre. A few moments later Lizzie texted me

Lizzie 🖤

Y did Adam need to talk to u in private?

Y/n

Bc he was talking to me about my classes for next year. They needed another elective for me incase they didn’t get me into Programming or Graphic Design.

Lizzie 🖤

k bc that was weird that he came out of nowhere.

Y/n

Facts like they couldn’t have waited until school started to see if I needed it in the first place.

Lizzie 🖤

facts!

And that was the end of the conversation.

Then we dropped off Lizzie first and she said “bye” and Bre and I said “bye” back. Then we dropped off Bre and we said bye to each other.

I saw that it was 8:50 so I hoped we got back before Adam came and was going to take me to Camp Half Blood. I got home at 8:53 and was just trying to figure out a plan to leave the house when my mom came in the room and startled me.

“Geez mom you scared me” “Do you know this person who is waiting outside the house in their white van” she asked. I got up and went into the living room, looked outside the window to see Adam waiting outside my house like I asked him not to. “I will go outside because I think I know who it is” I insisted.

I went outside and down the driveway to Adam’s car and he rolled down the window and said “ready?” “No, my parents are wondering who you are and why you are outside my house so we have to tell them now. I told you to stay at the end of the street near the road.” I retorted.

Adam replied “I know, but we have to tell your parents about this before you leave. I will explain everything to them and I will let you pack your things to put in the car so I can bring you to camp.” I reluctantly said “alright” and we walked down my driveway and into my house.

While Adam and my parents were talking, I packed all of my clothes, electronics, and important items and brought them out to Adam’s car.

I went back into the house and he said “good you’re back for the parts you don’t know.” Adam then explained how camp will be, that my godly parent might not claim me right away, and that we will be making another stop along the way for another demigod. “Ok so I guess you’re the camp leader” I questioned and he replied “yes”.

My mom and dad told my sisters to come out and say goodbye to me because I won’t be coming back to the house. I told my sisters that whatever I leave behind is theirs to look through and see what they want.

I hugged my mom and dad and my mom said “wait Y/n, we need to tell you something…” “What?” I replied nervously. “You were adopted so we don’t know who your real mom and dad are” she stated hesitantly. I unexpectedly responded “ok well bye now” and me and Adam went into his car and drove away.

As we were on the way to the next demigods house, I had to sit in the back and hide my face so nobody who knew me or Adam from school could get him in trouble.

We finally arrived to the house, but it wasn’t a house, it was an apartment building. I remembered that Julian lived in this apartment building and asked Adam “who is the other demigod?” Then he said “Julian Gonzalez.”

I froze with shock and finally found my words “that’s one of my friends.” “Wait in the car and you two can talk when he comes in. Julian is one of out late comers. For some reason we didn’t find out about him until now.” I responded “ok” and waited until they came back to the car.

Julian came straight into the car and saw me and said “omg hi and happy birthday” and I said “thanks! I can’t believe this is happening” “same and do you know if your godly parent is your dad or mom” he asked. “No, I was adopted so I guess my mom or dad died” I replied. Julian apologized “oh sorry and my dad is my godly parent” “cool” I said half heartedly.

Adam shortly thereafter finished rearranging the bags in the trunk and we started heading for Camp Half Blood.

By the time we got to camp, it was 1am and Julian fell asleep in the car and Adam noticed I was still awake. “We have a place for you both to sleep so you have to help me bring Julian and the bags there” and I obliged.

By the time we finished that, it was 1:30 and we were sleeping in the Hades cabin because Hades never had any kids. Adam said “goodnight and we will have someone show you around in the morning.” He continued “when the horn blows it’s time to wake up and there will be someone outside the cabin to bring you to breakfast.” I replied “ok and goodnight” and went to sleep.

Authors Note:

Hey guys! I hope you liked the first part of Welcome to Camp Half Blood! Part 2 should be dropping later tonight or tomorrow morning. Who do you think shows Y/n and Julian around camp in the morning? Let me know in the comments!

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

Taglist: @breeloveschris @disturbedwoodelf @luverboychris

#percy jackson #camp half blood #annabeth chase #grover underwood #tyson #jason grace #piper mclean #leo valdez #the lost hero #y/n #yn #fanfiction #fanfic

[itzynabi]

together

summary: in which someone talks to eve

set: 3 nov 2018

word count: 3.1k

warnings: talks of depression & mental health, mention of food. pls tell me if i missed anything

an: the gif is mine. if im being honest, this was a very self indulgent scenario of things i wish i was told, but it was surprisingly hard to write bcs i had no idea how i wanted to be comforted. anyways, i hope you like it! words im bold are english. feedback and reblogs are much appreciated 💐

eve’s masterlist

A plate of food was placed in front of Eve. “How are you feeling?”

She looked up at her brother as he sat down opposite her at the table. “...I’m not sure.” She could tell he wasn’t satisfied with her answer, but he didn’t push it. Thankfully.

Following her breakdown five days ago, Kibum became very involved in her life. Every morning and night, he would ask her how she was feeling; she had to write in a journal — she didn’t have to show him anything she wrote, though; they went on walks together with his dogs. He wanted to help her.

“I’m going to meet up with Taeyeon today. You’re going to training, right?”

Eve shook her head. “The trainers are still sorting out whatever the problem is. But I’m gonna go to a dance class with Chaeryeong and Ryujin. Then we’ll get lunch and they have to do homework, so we’ll go our separate ways.”

“Okay.” Kibum nodded. “On your way back, can you pick the dogs up from the day care centre? I’ll send you the address.”

“Okie dokie,” she agreed. “Can we eat now?”

“Yes. Yes, we can.”

Ryujin groaned as Eve massaged her shoulders. “Everything hurts.”

The three girls had finished their dance class at a studio. It was their first time going to that studio, so they didn’t know what to expect, and they quickly realised how under prepared they were. The two hour class started and ended with thirty minutes of cardio to ‘help with their stamina.’ Or so they were told.

Chaeryeong returned to their booth with a tray full of their food. “My legs felt like jelly when I was fetching the tray,” she told her friends.

“It’s only my back that’s sore,” Eve said. She stopped massaging Ryujin — causing the girl to groan louder — and turned to face their food.

Chaeryeong slid into the booth, groaning in relief when her legs stopped paining. “You’re lucky, unnie.”

“How isn’t everything sore for you?” Ryujin asked, taking her soda.

Eve answered as she sorted through all of their food, giving each girl their meal, “I did this type of stuff in strength and conditioning for ballet. It wasn’t really cardio focused, but everything would get worked out and exercised.”

Chaeryeong slumped against the booth. “I should’ve gone to your school. Then I would’ve been so strong.”

“Even the teacher said she has good muscle,” Ryujin commented, dipping one of her chips into tomato sauce.

Eve picked up a slice of her potato and bacon pizza. “I’m only strong because I actually work out,” she said before taking a bite.

“We also work out!” Chaeryeong argued, sitting up so she could start eating her cheeseburger.

“But unnie works out every week,” Ryujin pointed out as she took the gherkins out of her hamburger, putting them on the side of her plate, “we work out once a month. Sometimes once every two months.”

Chaeryeong nodded in agreement. “True. She could be a national athlete with how much she works out,” she joked with a giggle.

Ryujin nodded, also giggling. “She should do women’s footb–”

She stopped speaking as the intro to La Vie en Rose started playing from the restaurant speakers. Both her and Chaeryeong glanced at Eve, who was too busy enjoying her pizza to notice. She looked up from her plate when she noticed the silence at the table.

“What’s going on?” She asked, putting her pizza back on her plate. She looked around the restaurant in confusion before hearing Eunbi’s part of the verse playing. “Oh.” She simply said, returning to her pizza with an indifferent shrug.

She hadn’t told anyone about her mental breakdown, but she knew her friends knew that something was up with her. Eve tried to conceal the way her hand trembled slightly by using two hands to eat her pizza.

“You don’t have to, like, act weird around me,” she said when she noticed how Ryujin and Chaeryeong were trying — and failing — to pretend they weren’t watching her.

Chaeryeong chuckled awkwardly, fussing with her hair. “We’re not acting weird.”

Eve rolled her eyes dramatically with a groan as she put down her pizza. “I flopped my way out of debuting in IZ*ONE. It’s not the end of the world. I’m okay. You can talk about the group, or the song, or anything — I won’t freak out. It’s not a big deal.” Even to her own ears, it sounded like she was trying to convince herself of what she was saying.

“Well, yeah, it’s just… I mean, you really wanted to debut, Nabi unnie. And we were all voting for you and everything and… It’s just a bit awkward because you don’t seem sad but you also do?” Ryujin said, scrunching her face more and more as she spoke. “You haven’t said anything, but we can tell that something’s upsetting you.”

Eve sighed. “It’s just the normal disappointment that comes with not getting something you wanted. You guys know what it’s like, you both didn’t get to debut through the survival shows you were on. I’m dealing with it in my own way, but I’m fine. Besides, I don’t want you to feel like you can’t be proud of your sister,” she told Chaeryeong. “I didn’t debut, but she did. That’s great!”

Ryujin nodded slowly. “Acting like this must make it harder to get over it, right?”

“Yep,” Eve said, popping the last P. “It’s almost suffocating.” She stole a chip from her friends’ plates, trying to lighten the mood again. She knew she succeeded when Ryujin took one of the cubes of potato off of her pizza and Chaeryeong took a sip of her soda.

The three girls finished eating their food as they talked some more. Within another ten minutes, they had finished their food and had left the restaurant. They stood outside the building, watching as cars drove by.

“Well, it was nice hanging with you guys,” Eve said, knowing that Ryujin and Chaeryeong were going to do their homework. “Enjoy doing your essays.”

Ryujin and Chaeryeong shared a look before the former girl stepped closer to Eve. “Unnie, we’re not going to do homework. We’re… We’re going to the company.”

Eve blinked repeatedly, shaking her head. “What do you mean? There isn’t any training. There hasn’t been for a while.”

”It’s because we’re not training, we’re debuting,” Chaeryeong said. “That’s why there hasn’t been any training. Just like when TWICE sunbaenim and STRAY KIDS sunbaenim were preparing for their debuts.”

“Oh,” Eve said, not knowing how to react. She felt a bunch of conflicting emotions. “Um… I’m happy for you!” She weakly cheered. “You guys are… gonna do so well. Um, I have to go fetch Commes Des and Garçon now, but… Wow! Congratulations! Really. Bye.”

She turned around and walked away, not waiting to listen if her friends were going to say anything. She quickly went to fetch her brother’s dogs and returned home. She put some dog food and water in their bowls, still thinking about what Chaeryeong and Ryujin told her.

Eve truly didn’t know how to feel about it. She obviously was happy for them — who wouldn’t be? But she was also… jealous. She worked insanely hard to be good at her craft, but it wasn’t enough. Jinyoung wasn’t kidding when he said that her performance in Produce 48 would affect whether or not she would debut in the new girl group.

Kibum entered the passcode to his apartment, walking in. “Thanks for coming, noona,” he said as Taeyeon walked in behind him.

“It’s okay,” Taeyeon waved him off, “don’t mention it. By the way, where are Commes Des and Garçon?” She asked, noticing how the dogs didn’t rush to greet them and how they weren’t in the living room.

Kibum frowned as he looked around the room. “I don’t know. Nabi said she’d fetch them. Maybe they’re on a walk?” He poked his head into his room, not noticing how Taeyeon went to open Eve’s bedroom door.

“I found them,” she whisper-shouted. She heard Kibum walk towards her until he was standing behind her, staring at the sight in front of the both of them: Eve curled up in bed with both of the dogs in her arms as she slept. Garçon wasn’t facing them, and therefore hadn’t seen them, but Commes Des was staring right at them. Both dogs were awake, watching over Eve as she slept.

“Was she crying?” Taeyeon asked, noticing dried tear streaks on Eve’s face. She started walking forward, but was stopped by Commes Des growling.

Kibum groaned, “Why are you growling? What’s the problem?”

Commes Des squirmed his way out of Eve’s hold, standing just in front of her as Garçon turned around to face the two idols. Eve stirred softly as Commes Des kept growling.

“Bro, chill,” she mumbled, raising her right arm to gently stroke his back. “Relax.”

“He was about to attack me,” Taeyeon joked, nodding her head slowly and squinting her eyes in the way she usually did.

Eve sat up slowly, still holding onto Garçon. She yawned as she fully woke up and rubbed her eyes. “What’re you doing here, ahjumma?”

“Kibum-ah asked me to talk to you,” she answered, pointing at the man.

Eve simply blinked. “Are you my therapist?”

Taeyeon chuckled, walking fully into the room and sitting down next to Eve. “I’m not your therapist, no. I’m just… here to talk. About whatever you want.”

“I’ll be next door,” Kibum said, turning around to walk away. Garçon and Commes Des followed him out of the room, probably so they could force him to play with them.

“Do you want me to close the door?” Taeyeon asked, pointing at it. Eve hesitated before nodding and Taeyeon got up to close it before returning to sit next to her. “So…”

“So…” Eve echoed. “What did ahjussi tell you?”

Taeyeon sharply inhaled. “That you broke down–”

“True.”

“–, that your depression is worse–”

“Yep.”

“–, and that he’s worried about you and doesn’t want anything to happen to you.”

“Yeah…”

“Oh! Also that you wrote a song.”

Eve nodded. “Oh, yeah. I did. Would you like to hear it? Or read the lyrics? I didn’t actually record it, so…”

Taeyeon nodded. “Yeah.”

“Okie dokie.” Eve stood up and walked to her desk. She ruffled among the many papers lying all over the desk, letting out a soft ‘Ah-ha!’ when she found the exam pad she wrote the song on. “I wrote it in English, but I wrote a Korean version of it,” she told Taeyeon as she walked back to the older girl and handed her the exam pad.

The room was quiet as Taeyeon read over the lyrics, only the sound of her flipping the page to fill the room. Eve used the time to observe Taeyeon. She knew that Taeyeon also had depression — she sang about it. It was through talking with her and Jonghyun that she realised she might have depression. She went to a psychologist to get diagnosed, but didn’t see the point of going to therapy because she felt it wasn’t serious enough for therapy.

When Taeyeon was done reading, she closed the exam pad and put it down next to her. “Well, that’s… Well, it’s sad. Do you want to talk about it?”

“There’s not much to talk about really,” Eve said with a shrug. “I mean, it’s all clear.”

“Okay. Then can you tell me why you were crying?” Taeyeon asked, gesturing at Eve’s face.

Eve visibly hesitated. “Um, my friends are debuting. That’s why there hasn’t been any training. The company stops training when a group is preparing for debut to stop the chances of the song or choreography being leaked. I found out today when we were eating lunch. It was just… PD- nim told me he wanted to debut a new group. He told me that my performance in Produce 48 would affect whether or not I debut in the group and… I didn’t make it into the group so… Yeah.”

Taeyeon’s eyebrows furrowed. “I’m sorry, Nabi.”

“You don’t have to apologise for anything. It’s not your fault. I should’ve done a better job on Produce 48, it’s my fault.”

“It’s not your fault,” Taeyeon told her.

“Yes, it is. I was the one competing, I was the one that performed, I was the one that didn’t do her best. I’m the one that’s at fault,” she said, feeling herself get emotional again. “I’m happy for my friends, but I feel like…”

“Like that should be you?” Taeyeon finished for her, Eve nodding.

“I’m not saying they don’t deserve it, I just want it for myself,” she explained. “I’ve been a trainee for so long, I’ll never debut at this point. I should just switch to becoming a full-time ballerina. I can audition for the national ballet and–”

“Woah, woah, woah.” Taeyeon waved her arms around. “Nabi, you’re going to debut. You just need to keep going.”

Eve scoffed. “Unnie, I’m not debuting. It’s been six years, okay. I’ve showcased everything that I possibly could — I have nothing left. The company’s probably going to cut their losses and just tell me to end my contract. I wouldn’t fault them or anything. I pretty much embarrassed them. So, I’ll just reinvent myself and do bal–”

“Why are you so adamant on giving up?”

“Because I’m tired!” She exclaimed. “I’m tired of everything. I just want to stop.”

Taeyeon wrapped her arm around Eve, squeezing the younger girl’s shoulder. “Agi-yah, I know it’s hard right now, but it’ll get better soon. Unnie promises. I’m here, Key’s here, everyone’s here. And we’re going to support you, okay? Just hold on a little longer.”

They were silent for some time as Eve calmed herself down. From outside her room, they could hear Kibum trying to bargain with the dogs to get them to let him rest. “I don’t know what’s wrong, it’s… Something is broken,” Eve said. “I’m broken.”

“You’re not broken,” Taeyeon comforted. “I know it feels that way — I know that’s what your brain is telling you —, but trust me, Nabi-yah. You’re not broken. All you need is to get help — professional help.”

“Oppa said the same thing. We’re in the process of looking for a therapist that won’t tell me it’s all in my head.”

‘I mean, technically, it is all in your head,'' Taeyeon joked, trying to get Eve to smile. “It’s a mental illness. In your mi–”

“I get it, oh my goodness.”

Taeyeon chuckled. “You know I’m here for you if you need anything? We’re in this together, okay? I don’t call you Kim Maknae for nothing, so come to me whenever. I know what you’re going through — I’ve been there. I won’t leave you to go through this alone. We’ll take it step by step by step by step. You’re doing so well and I can see your hard work.”

Eve nodded. “Thank you, ahjumma. It means a lot.”

She squeezed Eve’s shoulder. “It’s no problem. And you do realise that when you go to therapy, you’ll have to talk about your feelings, right?”

Eve groaned, throwing her head back as Taeyeon cackled. “I’m not looking forward to it.”

“Just pretend your therapist is me and you’ll be fine.”

“But,” Eve started, her voice slightly more uncertain, “I’ve, like… Like, I’ve…”

“Yeah,” Taeyeon encouraged.

Eve sighed frustratedly. “I don’t know, it’s… I’ve basically, like, found a way to mould my life around my depression. It isn’t constantly bad or anything like that, but it’s there. And I know how to go through life while being depressed, you know? And… I guess, I’m just… Who am I without depression?” She asked, not actually expecting Taeyeon to answer. “When I went to that psychologist, he told me that I most likely started feeling depressed when I was twelve and subconsciously found a way to, like, ignore it, or whatever, but he could see the effects it had on me. He said the reason it was getting more apparent than before was because I was feeling more and more stressed and he gave me ways to manage them. And I follow the tips, and I do the stretches and meditations, and I’ve, like, reworked my personality around this depression thing, and… I don’t know who I am,” she finished, panting lightly.

“I relate to that,” Taeyeon said after a minute of silence. “You spend so long being depressed that you can’t remember who you were before you were depressed. Or, you do remember who you were, but it’s so similar to who you are now that you start to wonder if you’re actually depressed. So then the question becomes, ‘Is it that I’ve been depressed for longer than I realised?’ Or it’s, ‘Am I even depressed enough to warrant seeking help?’ Or, it’s ‘Am I even depressed at all?’ And honestly, Nabi, I don’t know what it is. I so badly wish I could tell you the answer, but the truth is, I’m also figuring that out. Like I said, we’re doing this together. So, if you find out the answer to that question first, tell me,” she joked.

Eve nodded with a chuckle. “Okay, okay. I have no more questions to ask now,” she said.

“Yeah? I find that hard to believe, but I’ll take it.” She stood up, removing her arm from Eve’s shoulder. “Let’s go out there. We bought you a cake. And, hey. If you’re not added to that debut in JYP by the end of the year, I’ll use my connections to have you debut solo. Or I’ll add you to Red Velvet.”

Eve rolled her eyes as she stood up. “Why would you add me to a group that’s been active for four years? I appreciate the sentiment, but seriously?”

Taeyeon scoffed, opening the door. “It’s the thought that counts,” she whined as they walked into the living room.

Kibum looked up as he threw a toy for Garçon to chase after. “Are you done?”

Taeyeon nodded. “We talked and talked.”

He shifted his gaze to his sister. “Are you feeling better?”

“Yes, actually,” Eve said with a deep exhale. “Ahjumma said things that I needed to hear. Thanks for arranging this.”

“Of course, you don’t have to mention it,” he said, sighing as Garçon put the toy back in his hands. They all watched as Commes Des stalked over to Taeyeon, the idol picking the dog up.

“I heard there’s cake.”

an: i dont go to jype so idk they actually stop training when a group is preparing for debut, but i thought it would be a cool thing to add/write about

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[jennaissantes]

homophobia issue …

first of all,,, im bisexual!! so if anyone has a problem with that, please get off my blog. i will not be tolerating homophobia of any kind.

i really, really didn’t want to have to come out in this way, bc the situation is so bad right now. i really didnt expect enhablr to be facing this kind of a problem.

when i first heard about the issue, i was thoroughly shocked. like completely.

before anything, ill let you all read the definition of homophobia.

“discrimination” “dislike against the community” this. disrespect falls in the category of homophobia as well.

now to address the issue at hand. i wasnt directly involved in this problem. some of you may even be wondering why im making a post about it.

but as a part of the lgbtq community, i think id like to speak what i feel about this.

the situation we heard about was that an enhablr writer, had written dni: lgbtq in their account, which literally anyone would be surprised or angry at, especially if you belong to the community.

OP’s friend, who had recently become my mutual, was defending OP’s actions, which made me think of unfollowing them and i wanted to unfriend them. but then i found out it involves religion.

religion is a very sensitive topic for everyone and could go wrong in multiple ways. i respect all religions and beliefs.

so i texted OP’s friend, asking about the situation at hand, in case it was a misunderstanding.

i am aware that the quran forbids acting on gay feelings. it teaches you to not accept the gay ‘Lot’. (i have done my reading on this topic so i rlly hope im not saying anything out of line. if i am, please forgive me.)

but as far as i know, and have heard from my other islamic friends, the quran also tells you to respect and love everyone, no matter what they are or identify as. respect and acceptance are two different things. islam doe not encourage lgbtq, but doesnt tell u to NOT respect people of every kind.

if what they say is correct, then being on tumblr and reading and writing fanfictions is very much considered as haram as well.

in the above conversation, i texted them wanting to hear their side of the story as well. OP’s friend constantly used the word ‘opinion’ along with ‘belief’.

now, opinion and beliefs are two different things. opinion is something that YOU FOLLOW on your own will. belief is something that your religion teaches you to follow, against your will or not. you can notice OP’s friend has used the word opinion quite a lot.

OP’s friend had received an ask and this was their response.

‘everybody has their own opinion.’

again, the word opinion is used here, which conveys to us that they’re not wanting to interact with lgbtq community on their own accord.

i tried to explain that most of us get enough hate for being a part of the lgbtq community, and seeing dni:lgbtq, doesnt make it any better.

now, about OP.

when OP was answering asks, most of their answers were very mixed up,

in the third picture, you’ll see ive highlighted a sentence.

they say THEY DONT LIKE lgbtq. usage of first person is used. “i don’t like what they’re doing” which conveys their opinion on the community.

in the first picture, they claim that if tumblr was only lgbtq people, they’d never stay. how mean is that?

second slide, ‘escaping them’ escaping us????????? what does that even mean.

there was another pic, (that i cant add rn bc tumblr has an image limit), where they said “why do people have a problem w us saying dni lgbtq but no one has a problem if people say dni homophobic?”

… are they being for real.

i genuinely dont think they understand the situation properly. they keep saying the same thing, and mixing up opinions and beliefs.

the replies under OP’s pinned post were terrible. people said things like “im so sorry. what they’re doing is so fucking messed up.” we wouldn’t call out people for no reason just like that???

extra info: OP had written a suggestive niki fic before too.

people of the lgbtq community are humans too. it doesnt make us any different from everyone. please stop treating anyone differently, we are all of the same bone. spread positivity and happiness, not this negative energy.

please feel free to dm me if you’d like to rant abt anything! im here to listen anytime ❤️

please reblog this!

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#— important #📞— user jennaissantes needs to put the phone down #enhypen #enhypen fluff

[yourqueenb]

Saw someone say that Nia keeping secret was validated by Tyrils whole dilemma and shit behavior about it and yeah soooo true but also I think that. It shouldn't have been part of MCs plot. Like what if it wasn't MC who was told to keep her shadow secret but MAL.... like they have spent most of the year together they worked closely on the ophranage so plenty of time to build more trust between each other and Mal acting weird and closed off would be at least somewhat justified... as well as his sort of immunity to shadow attack like what if Nia had the ability to shield him bc he knew about her powers and didn't need explanation. Like I'm actually so pissed off that they created unnecessary drama for MC when the set up was already there that would have had deepened two LIs arcs and test their bonds with the group and MC.. but no its always annoying variation of liar reveal

I read this ask yesterday I think and have really been contemplating how I want to respond to it because I have so many thoughts and don’t want this to turn into a lengthy, disorganized mess 🤦🏽‍♀️ But anyway, from an objective standpoint this does make sense. And I do hate that MC was held responsible instead of Nia. (Although it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be. I thought everyone would be angry with us, which would’ve put me off Mal specifically even more considering his behavior so far — more on that later though. But it was really just Tyril if you picked one option and Nia herself if you picked the other based on some screenshots I saw. Which bitch, how is MC betraying your confidence when you’re literally standing in front of everyone looking like lit charcoal on a damn grill??? The secret’s already out! But I digress…). However, I know that Nia being coddled is a part of her arc and is contributing to her current shadow state and overall growth regardless of how annoying it is.

Back to your main point though, on a personal level I don’t think I would want Mal to be the one hiding Nia’s secret because I feel that would create a lot of potential for romantic undertones and he’s already been showing less genuine concern for MCs who are romancing him than he should anyway imo. He keeps saying he thought we were dead/going to die, he’s happy we’re back, things were so hard without us, etc., yet his actions don’t actually align with that. He wants to protect everyone so much to the point he’s willing to “sacrifice himself”, but he barely reacts to MC continuously being placed in near death situations? Idk it just feel like we’re priority #974127 on his list.

And then there’s the whole “you slept through it” situation, which I know I keep bringing up but is so serious in my eyes! He gets to diminish and dismiss what MC went through — something we don’t get to do when he’s crying about how hard it was throughout that year and us being ripped from the group was what caused the hardship in the first place! Like imagine if we were like “You didn’t have it that hard, Mal. You got to move on, continue to rob the rich, and open an orphanage while I was strapped down getting my blood drained and no one came to save me” 😐 And the sad thing is that I know it will never be addressed because it was something they used as a throwaway line to punish people who didn’t have the Inspire skill. (Which why you would make a character say something that damn cruel to the MC who is his friend or love interest as a throwaway line is beyond me, but whatever). Either way, my point is that it’s already bad enough that MC still feels like an outsider in the group (to me at least). So Mal being so closed off because he and Nia were keeping secrets on top of everything I just mentioned would be even worse imo

#choices bolas #choices blades #blades of light and shadow #mal volari #playchoices #and I know this is basically only talking about his route in relation to people who are romancing him #people who aren’t or who are romancing multiple LIs probably feel differently #but I can only speak on how I view the story from the lens of a person who is solely pursuing him #and I know this got a bit off topic so I apologize for that #but as I said I have a lot of thoughts #I actually still have more to say but I’m ending it here because I don’t want this post to get any longer #and I also have to cook dinner 🤦🏽‍♀️ #but I’m just gonna make a new post to expand on everything later #choices #choices stories you play #choices app #choices ask

[eviesaurusrex]

Harry Styles x Model!Reader | 2

faceclaim: Lily Collins

author’s note: part 2 of my model!reader smau :3 joepark, camilleinlondon, and antoinemoreau are reader’s best friends! We’re gonna cover Harry’s NYC shows, but particularly his 15th show, because I’m so proud of our hard-working man 🥺 This one is long, I guess? Plus, there will be a part 3 with the wedding because I’m a sucker for those.

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voguearabia For our sixth-anniversary issue, we are celebrating with model YN LN as our issue’s cover face.

We talked about the struggling start of her career and how she achieved being noticed by the most established and esteemed fashion houses in the world, highlighting the beginning of her rising fame and popularity, especially amongst a young generation who never had a connection to the old names of the fashion industry. Of course, we also asked about the announced engagement to singer-songwriter and Grammy winner Harry Styles—especially for you, dear Harries.

Model: yourinstagram

Stylist: harry_lambert

Photographer: helenepambrun.photography

Interviewer: noelleflamingo

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voguearabia “I started my modeling career without any support system—my last blood-related family member died while I graduated from the Paris College of Art, and suddenly, I had been even more alone than I’d already been before. Imagine a young woman with a degree in photography in the midst of Paris, the center of art. […] It was crazy to even think about the possibility I could make it, but it never stopped me from trying. Though I have to admit, I seriously doubted my own sanity from time to time. […] Everything morphed from small photography jobs for aspiring designers, freshly graduated from the same school as I have; we relied on one another because we all knew that no one would make it out there without a team. And one day, a model couldn’t make it in time, and both—the designer and photographer—turned to me, and I didn’t realize their looks because… well, I had made them coffee because I was the photographer’s freaking assistant. […] On this day, I stood in front of the camera for the first time. It was a moment of clarity—and dreadful fear because I knew what hard work I had to invest in everything—again—to make it maybe. But… I jumped into the water without thinking. […]”

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hsfan1 I picture this moment vividly: “Can you write something for his fans?”-“And what exactly?”-“I don’t know, something about our engagement maybe. And then you address them directly.”-“This is… brilliant!”

↳ yourfan1 And the money will flow 😅

↳ hsfan1 That is very true. I couldn’t get a hold of one of the magazines bc everything was sold out in my area 😂

hsfan2 And the first person who liked this was, of course, Harry!

↳ hsfan3 He is a very proud fiancé ❤️

joepark What a goddess!

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annetwist ❤️

↳ gemmastyles ❤️ indeed!

yourinstagram It was such an honor to be your anniversary cover face! As usual: It was a blast working with everyone. It’s always like talking to a friend over a cup of coffee noelleflamingo helenepambrun.photography

↳ helenepambrun.photography I was so happy to see you again! Thanks for making this job as fun as always ❤️

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↳ hsfan4 Wait, isn’t she Harry’s photographer???

↳ yourfan2 She is! But they already knew each other before YN even started dating Harry :3

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↳ voguearabia We can’t thank you enough, YN!

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yn_harry_shipper She is wearing her engagement ring in every single picture 😮‍💨❤️

harrystyles She.

[yourinstagram]

Liked by joepark, mitchrowland, harry_lambert, annetwist and 782,669 others | 333,724 comments

harry_lambert Another word: Goddess.

↳ hsfan1 I lowkey love what simps these two are for YN ❤️

↳ yourinstagram You need to stop. Both.

liked by harrystyles, harry_lambert, yourfan3 and 222 others

joepark Was this post approved by your supervisor? 👀

↳ jefezoff If not, this post wouldn’t be here 👀

↳ yourinstagram I’m quickly reminding you of that incident two years ago. Do you want to reconsider your statement from above?

liked by joepark, hsfan1, hsfan2, and 324 others

↳ harrystyles I can read this, you know that? You are my fiancée. You should stand on my side x And Joe? Your invitation got withdrawn.

↳ yourinstagram I’m always on your side, mon amour. But sometimes, I have to tease you about certain aspects of your wonderful character and lovely habits ❤️ Joe: It is not.

↳ harrystyles No, it is not x

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↳ hsfan2 Popcorn, anyone? xD

↳ hsfan3 I love how they are together. I love how Harry becomes a bit more open over here🥹

hsfan4 NONWORKRELATED POST AAAAAAAHH

yourfan1 What a sight 😮‍💨

mitchrowland What a simp 👀❤️

liked by pillowpersonpp, yourfan1, hsfan6 and 88 others

↳ annetwist Not a surprise at all 😍

yourfan2 please adopt me thank you

camilleinlondon I’m not sure what she is trying to do. Either packing or getting packed herself.

Joe already lost it in the back. Antoine isn’t impressed in the slightest and keeps editing his pictures on his phone. And me? I have to keep an eye on the clock, so this crazy chica gets to the airport ON TIME.

Liked by yourinstagram, antoinemoreau, yourfan1, modelfriends4ever, and 101,891 others | 39,882 comments

yourinstagram Thank you for being the responsible adult in this group when my brain can’t do it 👉🏻👈🏻

↳ joepark I love that you two always switch, so I don’t have to do this job lol

↳ camilleinlondon Someone has to do it when half of the group consists of grownup children 👀

↳ antoinemoreau Ouch.

joepark I love how you took the photo when I practically shouted at Antoine to move his lazy af butt and help us 😂

↳ camilleinlondon Call me a✨professional photographer✨

hsfan1 She is going to NYC, I just KNOW it 🥰

↳ hsfan2 Love myself a supportive fiancée ❤️

mitchrowland Our biggest groupie returns! ❤️

modelfriends4ever this group is everything to me.

↳ yourfan1 same bestie, same 😅

yourfan2 Her outfit is ✨chefskiss✨ - as usual 👸🏽

yourinstagram ps: we made it to the airport on time.

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↳ pillowpersonpp I’m very glad you made it on time. I couldn’t handle another day of his constant sighing 👀

liked by hsfan8, hsfan5, yourfan3, and 78 others

↳ harrystyles HEY

↳ yourinstagram I miss you too, my love ❤️

yourinstagram Quick airport selfie because I was obsessed with this wallpaper in one of the cafés here. Oh, and to show off my ring again, sorry 👉🏻👈🏻

Liked by gemmastyles, harrystyles, annetwist, ynfanpage, and 986,582 others | 224,510 comments

yourinstagram I think we need that wallpaper somewhere in the new house harrystyles

↳ harrystyles Maybe the basement? No, I’m just kidding. It’s a pretty wallpaper.

↳ yourinstagram Sir, you’re not being very funny right now 🫢

↳ harrystyles I know 🫣 I love you, though. Does this count for anything?

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↳ yourinstagram It does 🥰

↳ hsfan1 First of all: their relationship is EVERY-FREAKING-THING. Second: could we talk about the “new house” drop???

liked by hsfan3, harrystylesfanpage, ynfanpage, and 86 others

gemmastyles My sister-in-law is being pretty ❤️

↳ yourinstagram Says the one pretty enough to be Miss UK 😘❤️

↳ yourfan1 I. Love. These. Two. I’m so jealous of Gemma. Or YN. No, both.

ynfanpage THE PRETTIEST

liked by yourinstagram, ynforever, modelfriends4ever, and 55 others

harrystyles Have a safe flight, my love x

liked by hsfan4, hsfan5, yn_and_harry, and 979 others

↳ yourinstagram ❤️❤️❤️

↳ yn_and_harry Your honor, I live for these two. ADOPT ME

yourinstagram Look who I’ve found on my way out of the airport <3

[gemmastyles]

Liked by harrystyles, annetwist, yourfan1, hsfan2, and 202,779 others | 10,328 comments

annetwist My two darlings ❤️

↳ gemmastyles If you wouldn’t have to work, you could’ve been here too! With us!

↳ annetwist I’m joining you soon enough, love ❤️

harrystyles And why was I not invited? 😦

↳ yourinstagram You said you needed to rehearse 😚 But I could bring you something to eat?

↳ harrystyles Is that the place we went to in 2020?

↳ yourinstagram Yup!

↳ harrystyles Gonna text you the order, love, yeah? The band needs a break x

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mitchrowland Thanks YN!!!

↳ yourinstagram Happy to help out ❤️

↳ pillowpersonpp Harry bragged about this place for far too long, so we need some of those deliciously looking beauties—and the food 👀

liked by mitchrowland, harrystyles, gemmastyles, and 13 others

↳ hsfan1 😂😂😂 Sarah! 😂

yourfan1 I want to be there 🥺

yourfan2 I… I think I’m sitting on the other side of the place 😳

↳ yourfan3 ???????? TELL HER HI!

↳ hsfan2 JEALOUS

↳ yourfan4 I’m not jealous, no. Don’t know what’ya talking about.

joepark GIVE HER A KISS AND A HUG ❤️

CelebrityNews Singer-songwriter Harry Styles and his fiancée and model YN LN were seen today in Manhattan on their way to their current New Yorker home before heading out again for Styles’ 15th show at Madison Square Garden. Rumors became loud that the couple bought a historic brownstone in Cobble Hill, Brooklyn, to make it their secondary residence beside their primary residence—the 4,500,000£ townhouse at the Royal Crescent in Bath, Somerset, UK.

Liked by hsfan1, hsfan2, yourfan1, harrystylesfanpage, and 2,341 likes | 976 comments

hsfan1 Brooklyn, especially CH, is one of the best neighborhoods for families. They have so many great public schools 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

↳ hsfan2 And it’s where YN grew up 🥺

↳ yourfan1 I think they prepare everything for their future 😭❤️

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yourfan2 They both are SO successful. But it’s what they deserve, and I can’t wait for their future life ❤️

harrystylesfanpage They would live in my neighborhood 😳

↳ yn_and_harry 😨😱

yourfan3 I’m seriously so glad that YN found Harry. He really makes her shine and smile and so, so, so happy 😭 After all she went through with the early loss of almost her entire family, it’s what she earned after the universe had thrown so much in front of her feet 🥹

rosesarered On my way to MSG after checking out how the first day of the renovations went. I’m still so in love with our new baby 🥹

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joepark You should start a photo diary!

↳ annetwist I told her the same 😊

↳ yourinstagram I actually did take a lot of pictures when we first visited, and today too—to show them to Harry 😚

camilleinlondon You look gorgeous ❤️

pillowpersonpp Can’t wait to have you back in the crowd!!!

harrysworld My wonderful, gorgeous woman ❤️

↳ rosesarered H 🥹❤️

↳ harrysworld I’m waiting for you (and the photos) ❤️

yourinstagram Entirely in awe of what he is achieving tonight… ❤️

Have fun at his 15th consecutive show at the Garden, people!

Liked by jefezoff, joepark, yourfan1, harrystylesforever, and 2,376,516 others | 460,131 comments

harrystylesforever She is such a simp for him 😌

harrystylesfanpage Can’t wait to be there!!

joepark This will be the best night for sure 🤩

↳ yourinstagram We'll meet at the backstage entrance, oui?

↳ joepark Sure thing, mon amour!

↳ yourfan1 Awww, Joe is with her tonight

jefezoff 🥳🥳🥳

camilleinlondon Get an autograph for me 👀

↳ antoinemoreau You know him. You’re friends. What is wrong with you, woman? 😂❤️

↳ camilleinlondon You can never have enough Harry autographs is my philosophy 🤨

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mitchrowland He is rambling about how much he hopes to show you the best time of your life. What a simp. 🤭

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↳ hsfan1 Awwwwwwwww 🥹

↳ hsfan2 Harry is nothing but whipped for this woman.

↳ pillowpersonpp I could now write something inappropriate, but I gonna keep this minor safe.

↳ yourfan1 We all know what Sarah wants to say 😏

ynfanpage Uhm… Is it okay if I say Hi for just a second? 👉🏻👈🏻

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↳ yourinstagram Of course, lovely! Just come over if you see me ❤️

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↳ yourfan2 Heaven on earth. Kinda jealous tho 🥺

yourinstagram 😭❤️

I SAW IT FIRST YOU CANNOT TELL ME OTHERWISE.

HARRY I LOOOOVE YOUUUU AND I’M SO FREAKING PROUD OF YOU

Liked by annetwist, yourfan1, yourfan2, hsfan1, hsfan2, and 306,447 others | 99,991 comments

hsfan1 Someone got very excited for their man 😂

hsfan2 I love YN for her undying support ❤️

yourinstagram Sorry, Instagram people. I got carried away.

↳ yourfan1 That's okay, lovie ❤️

↳ hsfan3 We love you for that!

↳ joepark “Carried away” aka my eardrums are irreversibly damaged

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annetwist I feel what you are feeling ❤️

antoinemoreau Oooooh. This is today?? I thought he had a few more shows before that. Congrats, mate! harrystyles

hsfan4 !!!!!!!!!

harrystyles Love On Tour. New York XV. September, 2022.

Thank you MSG. Thank you NYC. Thank you my darling love.

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hsfan1 His thanks to YN 🥺

hsfan2 CONGRATS HARRY

jefezoff Congratulations!

annetwist I’m so proud of you, my sweet boy ❤️

↳ gemmastyles ME TOO!!!

hsfan3 Congratulations on 15 nights! Maybe you should check on your fiancée—she kinda lost it over it 🥹❤️

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hsfan4 I’m so proud of you!!

harrystylesfanpage Proud prouder being a harry fan right now

hsfan5 You really lucked out in life ❤️

joepark Congrats, Harry! I just sent your wife on her way 👀

↳ hsfan6 Everyone ships these two hard 🥰

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A grin formed on his face after he had stepped out of his dressing room and saw YN in the distance, her back surrounded by three bodyguards, the backstage pass dangling around her neck. She grinned as well as soon as she spotted him, and her feet started to carry her faster over to him—until she ran down the hallway and flew into his arms. Harry had already awaited her, arms widely opened, knees slightly bent, and now wrapped one arm around her back while the other steadied her butt as she wrapped both legs around his waist.

“Hey, love,” he whispered into her cheek and pressed several kisses to the soft skin. “I’m so, so, so proud of you,” Harry could hear her whisper into his neck, feeling her arms hugging his neck and shoulders closer. “Thank you, love.”

He felt his heart flutter and tears of pure joy forming in his eyes. He knew that this would’ve never been possible without her by his side, without her constant support and love, and the way she always built him up again if something didn’t work out. She gave him the strength to do this, to try new things, even though they might could turn into the worst nightmare. She had helped him build his career further and further because she always had his back—during every late homecoming because he needed to finish that one recording in the studio, during every breakdown because he got overwhelmed, during every press or paparazzi storm he had to stand through.

YN had always been there for him, loving expression on her beautiful face and open arms in which he could sink and hide if he needed to. She had been his everything from the first moment on, and now, they shared this too—just like they would share a lot more that was coming their way.

“Pretty girl,” he whispered to coax her face from his neck, and the singer smiled his bright smile as she finally leaned their foreheads together, legs still tightly wrapped around him. “There she is.” YN smiled at his words, and without loosing another second, she dove right into the long-awaited kiss—relished in the feeling of his soft, perfect lips on hers, of his strong, large hand wandering from her back to the back of her head to hold her in place, and in the familiar but nonetheless still exciting taste of his kisses.

The couple parted with labored breaths but leaned their foreheads together again. YN gently let the tip of her nose run along his nose and peppered his handsome face with kisses. “You were great—as usual,” she grinned after they had opened their eyes and Harry had let her stand on the ground again. “Glad you enjoyed it. What about the outfit?” He wiggled his brows, and YN giggled before pulling his face back down to her. “I will show you how much I adored said outfit when we get home,” she mumbled against his lips in a teasing tone, letting a low growl rumble out of his chest and laughing softly into their next kiss. “Can’t wait for that show.” His voice was as deep as it could get, and a delicious chill ran down her spine.

Jeff cleared his throat behind Harry’s back, and YN chuckled again before letting her fiancé go. “Ready to take those pictures, handsome?” She asked, and Harry laced their fingers together and raised her intertwined hands to his lips to kiss it. “With you? Always.”

harrystyles I am beyond grateful for this milestone in my career. And it’s only possible because I have people who always support, love, and cherish me. Starting with my fans and family and ending with my gorgeous fiancée, who is always there and keeps my compass on track.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart x H.

Liked by gemmastyles, camilleinlondon, hsfan1, mitchrowland, and 2,313,426 others | 348,924 comments

annetwist We are so proud of you, Harry 🥰

gemmastyles ❤️❤️❤️

hsfan1 SO PROUD OF YOUR ACHIEVEMENT

hsfan2 That’s our man 🥳

camilleinlondon You even got a banner 😦

↳ joepark Of course he got one???

yourinstagram It’s an honor and pleasure to be part of your life, my love. Thank you for letting me love and support you ❤️

liked by harrystyles, annetwist, yourfan1, and 327 others

↳ ynfanpage awwwww 🥺

↳ harrystylesfanpage awwwwww +1 🥺

↳ harrystyles ❤️

pillowpersonpp My main purpose in life is watching and reading how Harry gushes over his woman.

↳ mitchrowland And what’s with our son? Or me??

↳ pillowpersonpp You’re also a part of that 👀

↳ mitchrowland 😦😦😦

↳ hsfan3 gotta love these group 😂

yourfan1 We are all so proud of you!

yourinstagram I made him laugh. It’s still, even after years with him by my side, the best thing I have ever accomplished and probably will ever accomplish. Je t’aime plus que tout, H (I love you more than anything).

ps: He demanded to take the banner home and take a quick nap under it.

[harrystyles]

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yourinstagram + I’m so proud of you. I can’t say this often enough. You have to live with this now.

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↳ harrystyles I’m already used to you praising me to the heavens, darling x

↳ yourinstagram Good. It’s what you deserve ❤️

↳ yn_and_harry Screaming Crying Lying on the floor. I can’t with these two 😭❤️

annetwist And even after years, I’m still very thankful and grateful that you make my boy the happiest he has ever been ❤️

↳ yourinstagram Thank you, Anne 🥹 I love you all with my entire heart ❤️

↳ gemmastyles And we you, sweets 🥰

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yourfan1 Still can’t comprehend how her life changed after she met Harry

↳ yourfan2 Me too. But she deserves nothing less.

harry_and_YN Thank you for making him happy, YN 👉🏻👈🏻

harrystyles It was a great blanket!

↳ harrystyles And I love you more, darling x

↳ yourinstagram I think that’s not possible, love 🤷🏽‍♀️

↳ harrystyles I think it is, my muse ❤️

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harrysworld Got her to bed safely after she demanded she wasn’t tired while we watched a movie.

Gosh, YN… I love you so fucking much. Thank you for making me the happiest man gracing this freaking planet.

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mitchrowland I’m so happy for you, man. Can’t wait for you to spend the rest of your lives together.

jefezoff To use YN’s words: It’s what you deserve, Harry.

joepark Sleepy angel. Thanks for treating her the way you do. If not, I would’ve eliminated you a long time ago 🗡️

↳ pillowpersonpp And I would’ve been your alibi

↳ harrysworld Thank you…? 🫣

gemmastyles Will you guys drive to the house tomorrow before you head to Austin?

↳ harrysworld Yeah. We have an appointment with our construction manager at eleven. Wanna tag along?

↳ gemmastyles That’s the reason why I ask 👀 Mom wants to come as well!

↳ harrysworld Sure. Lunch after that?

↳ joepark Oui 👌🏻

rosesarered Thank you for making me the happiest woman on this planet 👉🏻👈🏻

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[zabiume]

Hi!!! Not the same anon, but I really liked how you addressed the ichihime dynamic during ichigo and grimmjow’s fight in hm. I know you’re not exactly a renruki blog but I recently saw some ir shippers trying to say that “if it wasn’t for ichigo, renji would’ve let rukia be executed” and I wanted to know your thoughts. Personally, I don’t agree at all and although it’s been much too long since I’ve read the manga, I feel like at some point renji says something and/or reacts in shock to the news of rukia’s sentencing bc didn’t he believe that she would just get a slap on the wrist??? Idk but I wanna hear what you think or what you (or anybody else who reads this ask and feels like adding onto this) can recall from that arc.....

i'm going to be sooooo honest: i don't really enjoy responding to takes from that particular fandom for several reasons, namely that a) their perspective never matches with mine on...anything b) i feel like it's unproductive to "debunk" the way someone else enjoys the series (if they're really enjoying themselves idk idc) and c) they're a very vocal side of the fandom and i don't like engaging with that kind of energy. this isn't particularly at you or anything, but i really don't care what anyone outside my bubble thinks about one of my favorite series, and i want to continue to enjoy it this way. people are free to feel however they want about something, but i'm not obligated to care or interact with it😅

that being said, renji has been one of my favorite characters ever since my very first interaction with this series back when i was in high school and that hasn't changed over the many re-reads i've done since then, so let's talk about it! sorry if this gets long!

firstly, there is some truth to the "if it weren't for ichigo" part of that sentence, but not in the way they're framing it. the soul society arc as a whole is an arc about distrust & distance, and a lot of it has to do with aizen's subtle manipulations. he turns momo against hitsugaya, turns soul society on a wild goose chase as they try to figure out which shinigami among them killed him.

but it isn't just aizen who's responsible for the distance between the characters. as we all know, byakuya's adoption of rukia created a massive gulf between rukia and renji. to renji, this adoption represented a better life for rukia—something they had always dreamed of when they were children. in fact, their vow to become shinigami has always had a grave weight to it, because both of them suffer from the survivor's guilt of being the only ones among the group who lived while the others died. their desire to become shinigami isn't just about living a better life but to honor their friends who died and carry on their memories. being a shinigami means a LOT to renji and rukia, because so much weight is tied to that decision, and so much was lost in their journey to soul society.

keeping that in mind, renji's feelings are totally reasonable. from his pov, rukia has thrown away every sacrifice they both have made (and the sacrifice he personally made in letting her go), in favor of willingly giving her powers to a teenage boy—a stranger. in fact, renji is first convinced that ichigo STOLE rukia's powers. however, even after learning that she willingly gave ichigo her powers, he still tries to direct any ire away from her and tries to put it all on ichigo. eventually, we learn that renji never thought she'd be executed in the first place and that he'd been counting on byakuya to use his influence and repeal central 46's decision. once he realizes byakuya isn't going to do that, he actively turns against byakuya (and by extension, all of soul society) and begs ichigo to save her, but only because he himself isn't strong enough*. EVEN AFTER THAT, renji heads to sokyoku and is willing to let aizen cut his arms because he refused to let rukia go again.

this refusal, saying he'll never let rukia go again, implies that he had always believed being in byakuya's care would make her immune to any kind of trouble and that, as a brother and her family, byakuya would protect her. he was obviously aware that as a noble, rukia would enjoy the highest power there would be in all of soul society. but once he realized she was going to be executed anyway, he switched sides, so i don't think he was, at any point, intending to "let rukia be executed."

*that being said, had ichigo not been around, would renji even be able to save rukia? considering what i mentioned earlier, probably not! he wasn't strong enough! so yes, there's a chance renji would have "let" rukia be executed, but only after he died trying to save her. then again, by that logic, rukia would have never been in this situation in the first place had it not been for ichigo, so we could also argue that it's ichigo's fault that rukia is about to die, but thankfully we understand how plots work and we understand that ichigo is the protagonist, so we also understand that 90% of the plot would not have worked without ichigo and we won't be making that dumb argument!

so technically yes, ichigo is the catalyst for literally everything that happens, so of course, he's the one that saves rukia—and renji is both aware of this and extremely grateful for it, which is why he is loyal to ichigo the way he is. this is just....character writing. renji is a typical bait-and-switch character who we are initially meant to dislike because he's antagonizing our favorite characters and once we receive context, we realize he's been one of the good guys all along. it's not some big slight to renji to imply that he needed ichigo, because renji doesn't see that as a bad thing, and neither does anyone else because renji and ichigo have the same intentions.

remember how i mentioned earlier that aizen creates distrust? well if aizen drives people apart, ichigo brings them closer together. his outrage is what gets characters like byakuya to question his own rule-worshipping, and his values are what leads to soul society realizing how they're completely focused on the wrong things. his only intention was to save rukia, but he's such a good person that the people around him can't help but be influenced by his values. and because of that, renji and rukia got closer too.

all of this is not even necessarily up for interpretation, since this is all stated quite explicitly in the manga, but um. this is not the first time or first fandom to flanderize a character or ignore plot-important details for shipping reasons, so it doesn't surprise me or interest me! sorry for the long answer, hope this cleared things up!

#hope no one wants panel-by-panel examples bc im on mobile and there's no way i was going to be doing that😅 #BUT. the bleach wiki often has good summaries of different character/story arcs if you dont really have the energy to re-read the manga #asks

[diorsbrando]

I’ll send it again bcz you lost it !! but ichigo + clothed sex

hey nonnie ‼️ i was hoping you saw my post and im so glad you did 🥹 bc i really wanted to answer your ask ! i think i would have still made a post about it anyway and hoping you’ll see but thank you for coming back to visit <3 first things first, to answer your initial question if i took requests, i was goin to say that formally i do not, bc i just don’t want to overwhelm myself with all the wips that i have in the filez rn and i just felt like it would be too much 😭😭 ofc i want to some day but atm i can’t :((( im super sorry about that . however this segues into my next point bc i do enjoy when people thirst in my inbox and i ( obviously ) want to address your delicious idea about ichi + clothed sex bc i totally agree with you: it would be so hot and he’d be soooooo good at it😩

note — ! this isn’t proofread and idek if this good or why i wrote this much LMFAOOO but enjoy ! same rules apply for minors / ageless blogs: do not interact.

ichigo is a lot of things.

he’s strong, a little rough around the edges, he’s capable, he’s smart, kind in his own unique way, pragmatic, gentle. . . . . you can name off a million things that ichigo was and how much each of those things meant to you.

one of those things what embodies the carrot topped man was his passion. his passion for anything that he did, he put his all into it, into everything he does it’s always a hundred percent effort from him. even when he feels like there’s nothing left in the tank, he’ll still keep going. this fact isn’t any different in your relationship. an intense passion, an overwhelming love for you seemed to leak through every pore on his skin; sometimes he didn’t know how to express it, for he felt like he would get embarrassed about it so easily . but there are times where ichigo would simply throw caution to the wind and dive in head first until the warm lake that is your embrace .

and this so easily transformed into desperation, where he didn’t have the patience to try and do things a certain way; he’d just do it. and that’s how you ended up on top of him, the pieces of fabric sheltering your skin were an oversized t-shirt of his that you claimed as your own, and a pair of deep blue boy shorts that were rubbing against your now wet, sticky sex as you slowly maneuvered your hips in slow, fluid motions, effectively staining the undergarments.

ichigo sat underneath you, his body tingling and buzzed at the sight and sensation of you straddling him. his heavy lengthy cock—only hidden by his your favorite pair of gray sweats— hardened immediately at the heat radiating from your core, and from the same warmth that emanated from the rest of your body and was infused with his own skin against yours. it penetrated his epidermis layer and burrowed itself into his veins, circulating throughout his entire body and set his whole being aflame, especially his aching loins.

he needed you. it was no longer a want, no longer a circumstance that he’d become complacent with. you were a necessity in his life and he wanted nothing more in this moment to be consumed by you, and to equally swallow you whole.

the desperation rattling your bones and controlling both of your grinding hips bumping against one another sent him into a frenzy. he wishes you could see how much of an effect you had on him, making him come undone in such a way. he almost found it annoying, but the aggressive need to show you how much he loved you, that need to feel you, that need to sheathe himself inside of you and let his seamen free inside of the tight confines of the ocean in between your legs— it was too much for him. it was too much but it was still just enough because he also loved seeing you like this: mouth parted, nipples erect, whiny garbled noises of his name leaving your lips. it made him feel all the more intense and he made it his new mission to exert that intensity on you as well. so you too can feel that fire in your stomach and in your veins.

“oh, fuck ichi . . . it feels s’good, sooo good,” you mewled against his neck and felt the palm of your hand trail across the valleys and hills of his sculpted abdomen. your movements shifted away from languid circular rolls of your pelvis into his crotch to more erratic, sharp grinding of your extremities against his pulsating cock. you could feel his length twitching at the sudden change of rhythm, and just as capable as ichigo was, he caught your new pace easily and outmatched it, giving you more pleasure than you can handle right now.

the tangerine haired man let out a loud guttural groan of your name, followed by a few profanities, which further licked your pussy in arousal and contract around thin air because you loved it when he couldn’t control himself with you. “i know it does, princess i know. y-you look so sexy grinding on me like this. . . did you know that baby? did you know how fucking good you look grinding on top of me like this? like a—fuck yeah just like that — like a little whore in h-heat?”

ichigo knew he was too far off the edge when his mouth got filthy and he added degradation in the symphony of moans and groans and ruffling of clothes against each other. his obsession with you was becoming too obvious now, it was leaking everywhere, including on the cotton material of his pants and on your pantie clad cunt.

without thinking, he reluctantly detached one hand that rested on the fat globes of your ass to grab your face, gently squeezing your cheeks together as he kissed you ardently. “say ‘yes’”, referring to his earlier rambling of questions, “say ‘yes i know’” .

you barely comprehend what he said because you were more focused on chasing your orgasm that was so quickly coming closer to your reaching grasp, but you did your best anyway. “y-yes, ichi !! yes i-i know. . . .!” the last syllable trailed off into a cry as his pillowy lips met yours again. after a moment, the two of you weren’t even kissing any more, you just breathing and moaning into each other’s mouths as your lips brushed against each other, and your hip motions began to move faster; your body began to bounce a little as ichigo started humping and thrusting upwards into your hot, clothed sex.

your mouth opened a little to speak, but all that came out was a high pitched moan and a sharp “fuck!”. but ichigo was so attuned to you he understood what that meant. “let go pretty girl, i know you’re almost there. you’re doin’ so good f’me, you can let go now baby. i will too.”

and he did, the moment you gripped on his bare, taut shoulder blade so hard he thought you’d break his skin barrier.

ichigo was indeed many things, and coming down from his incredible high, his hips not yet completely stilling , he realized he was also in love with you.

did any of this even make sense🧍🏾‍♀️

#—sosa’s thoughts💭 #🍫—asks! #nonnie! #literally wtf #i love having a bleach brain rot <3 #BUT WHY DID I WRITE THIS #something took over i swear #ichigoat 🧡 #ichi my skrunkly <3 #it shouldn’t have taken me this long Omg #i actually hate myself bye #ily nonnie and i hope you enjoyed this #ichi n sosa <3 #!mdni #!explicit content ahead #!dry humping

[a-faggot-with-opinions]

talking about anti-(trans)masculinity, very long, with lots of parentheticals, sorry—

kinda prompted by this anon ask: https://www.tumblr.com/political-faggotry/724000005392859136/if-youre-documenting-transmascs-who-were-afraid

my first experience with trans-/nonbinary-ness was actually my mom’s eldest sibling (they came out as nonbinary when I was a kid, and they’ve been a huge source of inspiration and comfort; I genuinely cannot overstate how important and helpful it was to have a (now 50+ year old!) close family member who was transmasc and nonbinary when I was figuring out my own identity in my preteens and teens)

still, most of my early education about queerness came from online sources, particularly tumblr, which was… limited and heavily biased, to put it simply. I didn’t know that being multigender was even a thing for years after getting involved with the online (tumblr) queer community, and even after discovering it, could never really figure out what it meant (let alone that it was me) for another couple of years.

the other big hurdle to embracing that I am a bigender boygirl was the deeply rooted anti-(trans)masculinity that made me both scared and self-dismissive of my masculinity (bc of the (radfem) rhetoric of men/mascs being dangerous and inherently toxic) and even more terrified of being open about it with others, even strangers online (that I could relatively easily remove from my life via blocking). even when I was openly identifying as genderfluid, I shied away from expressing my masculinity and using he/him pronouns bc of that continued fear

coupled with that whole struggle, I also refused to fully admit to myself that I was attracted to men and masculine people, let alone that my attraction was primarily to masculinity (beyond an aesthetic level; on that level, I like femininity and masculinity roughly equally, but for an actual long-term relationship/partner, I tend to strongly favor mascs). I IDed as bi, but claimed that I almost exclusively preferred feminine women, in large part because of the constant reinforcement of “women/femininity good and superior” that filled many online queer spaces when I was first learning and exploring myself

it honestly wasn’t until about a year ago that I first started challenging these internalized biases against men and masculinity (and I did so in large part thanks to @/spacelazarwolf and @/genderkoolaid), and it led to me finally embracing my masculinity and attraction to men and masculine people over the past year. and now I’m so much happier. I present masc when I’m in the mood (instead forcing myself to be uncomfortable), I let myself be euphoric when people use he/him pronouns for me (instead of feeling guilty and conflicted), I’ve addressed (most of) my internalized anti-(trans)masculinity (instead of allowing it to fester and distort my perception of the men in my life), I talk about anti-(trans)masculinity in my seminar classes and bring my classmates’ attention to it (my professor (who academic specialty is the early feminist movements in england and america and how they progressed into the modern movements) was very impressed by my interpretations and insights through the lens of anti-(trans)masculinity, so to all the assholes who posit that feminist scholars should be anti-masculinity and/or are proponents for female/lesbian separatism: a big fuck you!! a woman with a phd in that subject (+ her colleagues) would definitely disagree)

anyway, point is: challenging and growing past my internalized anti-(trans)masculinity was so so important for me, and I’m so much happier now. thank you for running this blog and bring attention to this issues in online spaces <3

This is actually a really wholesome story, thank you anon! I'll tag @spacelazarwolf and @genderkoolaid because I know both of them will appreciate seeing this too.

#asks #anti transmasculinity #long post

[lovehistories]

ep 13&14

a few thoughts about eaw episodes 13&14 bc i’m fresh off of 14!!!!!!

1) i’m aware that i’m prob in the minority over this, but i’m not surprised about or frustrated re: the young woo/junho lack of communication over their breakup (YET, there’s a provision here that the future make up scene between them has to bowl me over emotionally and remind me of why love is the most beautiful theme there is in storytelling etc etc) bc what i  t h i n k  the writer is trying to do is show that this is an entirely different kind of problem that these two are facing, with an entirely different degree of weight. 

we’ve had ppl doubt junho’s feelings before, we’ve had ppl question the validity of their relationship, but we haven’t rly had the very simple and very devastating question between the two of them of: “you make me so happy, but do i make you happy? is your life better with me in it?” as a viewer you’re very much allowed to hate the asking of the question bc you think it’s one of the least interesting parts about young woo and junho’s relationship, 100%!!!! some of you might even be hurt by it, and i understand that too. but i also think that we as viewers are privy to a lot more than the characters of young woo and junho are in show. 

the answer is obvious to us––of course they’re happier together, of course both of their lives have become more beautiful because they met, it’s in junho’s eyes and young woo’s smiles––but this is young woo’s first time being in a serious romantic relationship, so how is?? she supposed to know how to navigate what happiness is between two people and to see all of the wonderful things that she brings to the table when everyone else has only ever told her otherwise??? i think we’re also meant to assume that even if junho almost definitely has had romantic relationships in the past, this is the first time that someone has meant so much to him. and i think that when you’re coming fresh off of heartbreak and confusion, this coming out of nowhere for him (he still doesn’t know that young woo overheard what he and his sister were talking about, which.....i would Not have saved this particular conflict for the last fourth of the show LMAO), junho’s hesitation to speak isn’t all that surprising. we’ve seen this kind of hesitation from him before when young woo confessed repeatedly and he had to gather himself emotionally before he could respond (the stakes are much higher this time too), so i hope!!! this was just the writer closing the loop on that theme one last time. 

logistically, i also think that the writer has dug themselves into a very deep hole and this is what i hope is a calculated risk that could go very well or very badly. by not addressing the escalating conflicts between young woo/junho one by one (i.e. elaborating more on young woo’s response to junho’s initial reaction to them not officially dating in ep 12)......they now have to address them all at once.

2) idk what the game plan was at eaw hq, but it’s so far past too late to humanize minwoo for us now. at this point, and at literally no point, does having sick family members excuse minwoo of a sliver of the garbage that he did for the entire run of the show. seeing him as a “whole person” doesn’t rly serve his character in any meaningful way besides as a set up for suyeon to fall in love with him, which....i’m making a separate post on that LOL. my honest opinion of the sudden minwoo/suyeon love line if we’re meant to take it at face value is that the writer(s) didn’t know what to do with suyeon anymore after she stopped pursuing the idea of being in a relationship with junho......which is a huge shame because her character could have so much more going on with her.

3) what was young woo dad’s response to her question over the phone..........pls tell me we get to hear the other half of that conversation eventually.......... :’’’’’’)

#extraordinary attorney woo #eaw #eaw spoilers #i actually do think that the writers can pull it off in our final 2 eps but (nervous laughter) TIGHT SQUEEZE! #also having to balance Huge Emotional Turmoil with a case that Also looks stressful....balance balance balance i'll be watching #pls come talk to me in the interim before next week so we can fear together LOL #che chat

[smilesstardust]

- Which one of you is he screwing? For the snippets thingy. I chose this one bc it seems messy shh.

I love this one so much. It’s Ava trying to get a feel for the company members right after she arrives and maybe being a little too… direct.

Ava had been in her office all morning, calling the dancers out of rehearsal one at a time. Nobody had returned looking particularly happy, and they hadn’t said much about it, which couldn’t have been a good sign. The most useful piece of information any of them got was when Blake came back deflated, very different from the human version of a golden retriever puppy he normally was, and saying it had felt like an interrogation.

Jay was called out towards the end of partner rehearsals. Hailey had squeezed his hand for good luck, and he’d made a quiet joke about his army training preparing him for anything Ava could throw at him as Connor moved a few of the dancers around, using Crockett to plug the gap. Hailey nodded at Kelly as he took Jay’s place beside her, watching her partner leave.

She was alone in the studio changing her shoes when he came back, rehearsal having finished and left her debating between eating the leftovers she had in her bag or just walking down the street to one of the many takeout places surrounding the theatre.

"You’re up." Jay said, grabbing his bag from its spot beside hers. "It’s not that bad. She just wants to know our backgrounds, it’s mostly about previous training and any injuries. Maybe a little about who you like to work with."

"So not really an interrogation at all?"

"I think that might just be her personality." He said, offering out his hand and letting Hailey use him as a counterweight to pull herself up off the floor. "I’ll walk you down."

They walked towards the office making comfortable small talk which mostly consisted of her filling him in on the part of the rehearsal he’d missed, which hadn’t been all that interesting.

"Training and injuries." Jay told Hailey, taking her gym bag as they reached the office that had been empty a week ago but now belonged to Ava. "That’s it. I’ll meet you downstairs."

"You wanted to see me?" Hailey knocked on the frame of the half open door.

"Yes." Ava looked up from the notepad in front of her. "There are no decent records on any of you, which means I don’t have enough information to make necessary changes." She gestured to the seat across from her. "Please."

"I’ve been dancing for over twenty years." Hailey told her, sitting down in the chair. "Just ballet when I was little, but I’ve tried out pretty much every style now. I mostly do contemporary here, but I’ve been a qualified dance teacher since I was eighteen and I teach a little of everything. I’ve never had a serious injury, and I’m pretty good at addressing the minor ones before they become problems."

"Thank you." Ava said. "And Jay is your partner?"

"Yeah, I joined right around the time his old one left so it made sense to try it out." She nodded. "We’re good together so it stuck."

"I can see that." Ava hummed, looking at something she had written. "You also dance a lot with Stevie?"

"Yeah, we’re all friends and similar dancers, so it makes sense for us to team up for non partnered stuff." She said slowly. "Is that everything?"

"One more thing." Ava stopped writing, put her pen down, and met Hailey’s eyes for the first time since the conversation started. "Which one of you is he screwing?"

Hailey didn’t know how to respond. "What?" She asked eventually.

"I tried to ask him what his relationships with the two of you were, but he was…" Ava paused. "Less than helpful in providing clarity. In under a week, I’ve gathered both yours and Stevie’s relationships with Jay go far beyond professional. So which one of you is he screwing, or is it both?"

It took a moment for her to structure her thoughts into something she could say. "Jay and Stevie are basically siblings. They grew up together." Hailey shook her head. "And Jay and I are friends." Ava raised an eyebrow at her. "We are!" She felt the need to defend. Ava clearly didn’t believe her, but it was the truth. Neither of her or Jay had done anything to change their relationship from platonic to romantic. "And even if we weren’t, it’s none of your business."

"I have a duty of care." Ava’s tone sounded like what she was saying was supposed to be some sort of explanation. "All personal relationships complicate partnerships, but romantic ones do it particularly messily."

"You don’t have to worry about me and Jay." Hailey told her. "We’re solid, and nothing is going to change that."

"I thought that about someone I danced and had a relationship with. I was proven wrong." Ava said firmly. "I would hate for the same to happen to you."

"It won’t." Hailey told her, standing up and walking out.

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#dance company au #one chicago #chicago med #chicago pd #chicago fire #ava bekker #hailey upton #jay halstead #upstead #but like the season 7 version

[pocketsizedquasar]

Hi, sorry to barge in here, especially with something that isn't really an ask, but I just had to let you know that you genuinely seem like one of the coolest people I've ever had the pleasure of stumbling across. Not even being employing the slightest bit of hyperbole here - for as much as I love doing that.

Your Moby Dick webcomic is - for lack of better words - rad as hell, and it literally gives me life. The way you adapt the text is frankly inspired, and your art is so beautiful and fitting for the story colour- and style-wise, bursting with life that complements Melville's prose in this breathtaking way. Moby Dick is one of my favourite books, and I usually find that most adaptions flounder, but yours is a beautiful aerialist, gracefully balancing its own soul and the spirit of the original in this perfect way high above the rest.

And as if your art weren't enough to entrance me, I then find your tumblr and discover that you're also just an all-around awesome person??? You have so many utterly based takes that I adore hearing, you're a physicist which is so fucking cool, and your TMA headcannons and art pieces are just… *chef’s kiss.*

I wish all the best for you with my entire being, and I hope that things turn out spectacularly for you, because this internet stranger thinks that you’re absolute amazing, from the glimpses of you they’ve gotten to see (:

(P.S: favourite part of Moby Dick? Figured I should at least ask one question lol)

oh hey no need to apologize hey🥺🥺🥺🥺i had to let this sit in my ask box for a bit bc i genuinely didn’t know how to respond /positive this is. the absolute sweetest fucking thing oughfhfhdhd

i definitely feel you re: most adaptations for MD not really doin it for me fhdhdhdh i’m so glad that you enjoy mine 🥺🥺 i’m trying very hard to keep up the spirit of the original story while still addressing & building on that foundation melville left so it’s really really good to hear that that’s coming across to people💖💖genuinely thank u so much

genuinely this entire ask was such a delight to receive thank you so much !! i cannot express how much this has literally made my whole week like. cjdjdhdhdh im gonna be riding this high for a while this is the sweetest thing thank you internet stranger 🥺🥺💖💖💖💖i also wish you all the best!!!!

and OUGHFFH ok favorite part of moby dick probably changes based on the month lol and i do have a lot of favorite chapters but right now i think. Ough it’s gotta be The Symphony. one of the most gorgeous chapters just for the prose alone; the imagery of the sky and sea all coming together to just oh so gently and lovingly caress and care for Ahab… this narrative loves him so much even as it damns him; ishmael as a narrator treats him with so much love and care and tenderness even though he’s technically responsible for him losing everything and it’s just . ough. and of course the absolutely heart wrenching starhab interactions of ahab seemingly for the first time genuinely reaching out for help and starbuck for the first time genuinely having hope for him but still in the end turning away from ahab, turning away from his reaching out because it’s all too much and he’s helpless and there’s nothing he thinks he can do for him and OUGHDHFJFFJFHFHFHFHFHH

ah.

#quasartalks #ask #bidevoir #i’m actually gonna cry this is the sweetest thing 🥺🥺🥺hfhdhdhdh #thank u thank u aaaaa #easy to. not feel like the Best person sometimes but this is very sweet and i am🥺🥺🥺

[marshmallowprotection]

Awww Q about open book like MC and GE Saeran's part is so cute and warm uwu I love thinking he could be so open, like I'm afraid that anyone however close someone could be to me I'd probably never could feel so safe and free with them. I'd had to think 2-3 times before speaking my thoughts...

But I wonder... what if MC is quite open and really likes to tell him what they are thinking about him etc but at some point when they go deeper (romantically or something more) they can't do that bc they are too flustered or even worried he might think that MC is perv or something like that. F.ex they want to tell hin that they like his collarbone or kiss him somewhere but alway cut it in the middle of sentence

I feel stupid asking this lol >///<

and "He doesn't think you're naïve." Sorry I had to hehe hisnaverfeelings

GE Saeran definitely isn’t naïve, either. There is quite a bit that he doesn’t know about but he’s a notorious fast leaner who knows how to take care of things if he is pressure. There’s no need to worry about that one. Now, in the past, he, too, is someone that felt mortified and shamed of his feelings. He never knew what was too much or not enough. He didn’t know how to say that he wanted to do things with you. That’s why Ray would get overwhelmed or why Suit Saeran never let himself explore those desires... even now, as Saeran holds your hand and can say such romantic things, he sometimes pauses as he thinks about what is can and can’t say. 

This is why communication is important. It’s good to talk about the things that’re on your mind! It’s good to say them, even if they sound silly or embarrassing. It’s how you can confront it in the first place. You have to be willing to say what you want or want you want to explore, as well as what you don’t like. That’s how you get to think about your desires with your partner and so forth. 

Even if it feels like the most embarrassing thing in the world is admitting you want to do thing like “run your hands against his chest,” or “kiss his collarbones because why are you trying to expose those so often these days, huh? to torment me?”, or that you simply want “to run your fingers through his hair and kiss him”. It’s good to communicate those things! Saeran wants to know what you want so that he can make sure that you’re having fun... and he wants to be able to tell you the same things that run through his head. 

He would never think you’re a huge pervert! He would be happy that you’re addressing your feelings for him. In reality, it probably helps him feel like he’s loved and desired. He hated his body for a long time and he’s trying to learn how to love himself, even now, so hearing that you love him or parts of his body make him feel good about himself. He feels relief when he knows that you love him as much as he loves you. You both can laugh about how hard it is to be in an open and intimate discussion instead of feeling ashamed of these things! 

No matter what you’re afraid of saying or asking, just talk to Saeran about it. It doesn’t need to feel complicated with him. He won’t laugh. He’ll nod his head and figure out how to talk about these things with you. Even if you’re flustered, you can be assured that Saeran will not tease you if it’s obvious that you’re very embarrassed or flustered. He could, but he knows that there’s a time and place to pinch your cheeks and torment you! But, doing that when you’re trying to be honest with him about some of your thoughts is a no-no! 

#mod kait #ask #mystic messenger #mysme #saeran choi #mysticmessenger #choi saeran #mm #ge saeran #saeray #mysme saeran #mm saeran #saeran mm #saeran mystic messenger #saeran mysme #mystic messenger saeran #nanoko aishino #character analysis

[siriusanotherside]

Right nnow, some people in a Discord group really hate SDRA2 and prefer DRA much more, because they find SDRA2's writing (Both in characters and in cases) much, much worse (Like, finding Kokoro and Kanade's intelligence more like a informed attribute, and finding Yuki annoying and whiny and preferring "Yuuki" much more bc they felt his breakdown was better written), and pretty much saying they LINUJ unlearned everything he learned when he did the first game (Bc in the first game, the characters questioned the others' testimonies, and feeling that Kokoro and Kanade's clues in the first two cases on SDRA2 came too out of nowhere)

EDIT: HELLO ASK THAT HAS BEEN IN ASK HELL FOR A LONG LONG TIME. IT IS FINISHED FINALLY! First, It is valid to have preferences for whatever reason between games. And even disliking other games for A/B/C/D, as taste is taste and everybody has their preference. I also feel that the structure (and cast) of Another1 and Another2 is different enough that it can happen of one hating one and liking the other. You can also dislike a character for not-deep reasons (there are characters I dislike just because their voices make my ears hurt or because I dislike the color palette).

Idk how Discord works well, but given the intensity of this, by what I am reading in the ask, I would say to try to either block them (or something similar to filtering them) depending on how frequently they do so (like say if they are flooding the chat with it non-stop). That said given that you said it is a Discord group then… It might be easier to filter it out of your feed? like a channel thing?.

I do greatly disagree with their criticisms though.

Addressing the criticism regarding Yuki VS Yuuki.

I would disagree because while they may share the same name and near same appearance they have very different: resources, connections/friends, structure of the killing game and pressures. All of those points snowball into very different breakdowns.

Yuuki/Utsuro Killing Game (calling KG) didn’t aim at him, specifically, and he had Divine Luck protecting him against most of the worst parts of it (People he cares about always survive, never betray him; No motive targets him, specifically). All participants, as far as he knows, have sympathetic motivations for killing and are being manipulated by Monokuma. As far as Yuuki knows, this is all caused by one evil person and should they find this person, everything would be over.

Yuki KG, on the other hand, is specifically targeting him in order to cause as much suffering on him as possible. As far as He knows, the game is caused by 5 murderers who are waiting to kill them, and twice shown to be willing to betray their friends (Hajime -> Shinji / Enma -> Kokoro).

The mastermind repeatedly shows that he is invincible and can bend reality and so no one can do anything about it. Not only that, but Kanade serves to skyrock the paranoia in everyone since her trial shows that even if one person is not a Void and seems to be a meek, shy, calm, softspoken, civilian, they could still be secretly a serial killer with a very different evil agenda.

All of this creates very different mindsets.

Adding to that, Yuuki is waking his memories, and while he is horrified of it, he still has the choice on what to do regarding them. Yuki is, basically, getting another person shoved inside his head while having his personality artificially (Mikado’s AI creation thing) fluctuate between both without any input of his, continually feeling powerless.

It is notable, that at the end, Yuuki’s Horror is discovering his memories. Yuki’s horror is being replaced by someone else while discovering his body doesn’t exist anymore and he is only a brain.

Yuuki doesn’t have to deal with people he specifically bonded with, canon-wise in scenes through the story, (Akane and Tsurugi), dying. Yuki loses his best friend / big brother figure / leader figure in a horrifying way.

Monokuma allows for Yuuki group to……regroup and have moments of lightness and closure, meanwhile Yuki group doesn’t have this type of closure and are in increasingly tense and anxiety inducing sequences.(Think of Chapter 4)  

Also, Yuki has to deal with, since Chapter 3, extreme moodswings and jarring changes in his personalities as if he is disappearing. Yuuki has to deal with odd dreams, once an angry outburst he quickly assumed was due to the KG and only truly has the illusion shatter in Chapter 6.

(Ohhh nice parallel it came to me, but Yuki gets executed in spite being and knowing he is innocent of Teruya’s murder. Yuuki dodges execution despite unknowingly having a connection to Yamato’s murder.)

All of this creates two very different breakdowns and ways of dealing with it. Yuki, due to the circumstances above, gets an on-going increasing-through-chapters breakdown. Yuuki’s proper breakdown happens in chapter 6.

Yuki reacts to the constant pressure of his killing game that barely allows him to breath, by crying, by snapping, by breaking under it. Yuuki has enough moments of levity to rest and truly snaps in chapter 4, in which both him and Akane have time to address it and apologize, and 5, in which he grabs and scares Mikako due to suspicion.

One breakdown is just more openly helpless due to Yuki’s lack of agency, of hope spots between despair, and lack of resources to fight. The other is a built up for the reveal of the mastermind, which Yuuki gets agency in what to do with the information, and has Divine Luck subtlety protecting him from the worst of the killing game.

Yuuki gets to decide what he can do to what happens to him. Yuki can mostly watch in horror unable to prevent, affect or deal with what happens to him.

So, in conclusion, both breakdowns have different aims and constructions that suit each character specific arc and foreshadowing and are both greatly written. Yuki’s is just more painful to watch due to it being a reaction to his lack of agency VERSUS Yuuki’s being a build up to find out a mystery that, in the end, he is still able to have agency in it.

Addressing Kokoro’s intelligence as an informed trait

I do believe Kokoro’s intelligence shows up enough during her screentime to be shown to be a consistent trait. She identifies something is odd with Sora, she is able to read the emotions/thoughts of other people with a good deal of frequency and point out so and she tries to come up with the best choice in a sea of bad ones to deal with her problems.

Looking beyond the trial, in chapter 2, this is a constant. Her main goal is to live, which means not to anger and become a threat to the Voids and to non-Voids, so she immediately glues herself on the one person who is confirmed not to be a Void, has aversion towards killing, wants to save them, and is committed to protect them (Teruya). She tries her best to stay neutral and not interact with anyone as to not anger the Voids or show any inclination on who they are.

The clue in trial one is brought up while being consistent with Kokoro’s character presented in Chapter 1 and in chapter 2. Notably, if you do all of Hajime’s free time events, it is also consistent with that, since in them, Hajime spends a good deal of time grappling with the realization he is going to have to kill someone, and so does show a window for Kokoro to be able to be able to read his doubt and then realize that he was the killer.

Also, ultimately the clue was not just a clue thrown there and forgotten. Kokoro’s clue gave her credibility and role through the trial gave credibility to her as a very unexpected threat to the Voids that could snitch on them at any moment and would be believed by the others due to said credibility.

On why Kokoro doesn’t make the optimal choices everytime

The vibe I get / my interpretation upon seeing Kokoro arc is that Kokoro is extremely smart in the book / deductive way but lacks in terms of how to apply it. Using a metaphor, Kokoro is a doctor that can identify what you have with precision, and can suggest a treatment but flounders when it comes to applying said treatment.

Kokoro is smart in technical terms and in able identifying what other people feel to the point of being able to almost read their thoughts. But. Notably, repeatedly, she seems to lack the ability to engage with the emotions she identifies in someone else, as well as, being overwhelmed by her own emotions due to the abnormal situation she is in (Killing Game).

She can identify who the Voids are and that they want her dead, and so she scrambles to try to make herself less of a threat. Kokoro can connect the dots that if she hints or outright tells on a Void, another will kill her. She clings to Teruya due to him being the only person neutral that she can hope to protect her. 

There are different kinds of intelligence. Example: Shinji is not booksmart, but he is emotionally smart in that he can rally, motivate and comfort people. Kokoro can point out what the person is feeling and nearly thinking, but she sees it in a clinical way without engaging with said person emotions, be it by feeling them or by addressing them. As such, she can’t comfort, motivate, rally or de-escalate successfully the group.

Chapter 2 showcases this, in which Kokoro has to navigate being a threat to the voids, not wanting to die, and trying to parse her own feelings on the situation, and how to try to deescalate the situation. She fails sometimes and increases the paranoia and distress with the group both Voids and not-voids.

One moment I also think showcases this is when we look at the first trial in a Watsonian way. Kokoro is able to identify the killer, but she lacks a way to bring it up that wouldn’t derail the trial and possibly make people dubious. So she lets Sora take the reins of said trial, so that Sora can “build the road” to the conclusion.

In Enma’s case, Kokoro seemed to be overwhelmed by the situation. Kokoro knew Enma was a Void. She knew Enma was observing her. She was also shocked by the way Enma interacted with her, as if genuinely wanting to be friends and Kokoro……also started to want to trust and be friends with Enma.

Kokoro strikes me as a very lonely person who was never really approached this strongly by someone that committed to being her friend (even if with dubious reasons), and so, I think it did touch her and made her want to trust Enma.

Notably, it is during the hopeful moment, when Hibiki who previously was freaking out over the Voids, commits to try for friendship with the show, that Kokoro tries to reach out back to Enma and feels confident doing so.

However, due to the her lack of… way with her words, bluntness and generally not really great empathy, as well as the nervous-ness of the situation it went as it went. I imagine that due to Enma never really hinting at her trauma to Kokoro, Kokoro ended up underestimating the intensity of the trigger that talking about it was, and so was caught out out of guard.

In conclusion, I would say that Kokoro is smart, but that she lacks in emotional intelligence to use what she sees to propel others towards her own goals.

Addressing Kanade’s intelligence

Much like Kokoro, Kanade intelligence is a consistent trait. Is it used for evil? Yeah, but Kanade and her actions do showcase it.

Kanade creates a persona that immediately hides most of her intentions and makes people underestimate her. The facade she shows into the world is of a meek, follower, crybaby with no confidence, who is bullied by her sister. Hibiki follows it up by being loud, yelling insults at her, and seeming (and believing) to be the one taking charge of them. This makes it so people are less willing to scrutinize or pay much attention to her, seeing her with either pity or looking away.

All hints she herself gives that she may be more than she shows are fairly neutral, after all, who is going to call her out for liking horror genre? Or for staying calm while Hibiki panics upon the bodies and say she is trying to calm her?

Notably too, the person who most gives away both Kanade’s plan and abilities are not she herself, but Hibiki who talks about it in a setting where Kanade can’t stop her without throwing away her mask. (Nikei interview right in front of everyone where Hibiki talked about their synch, Hibiki complimenting Kanade skills in front of Sora).

I would also say her behavior in the first trial is consistent and that she, much like Kokoro, watches out while Sora leads them towards the right answers. And then, she doesn’t step up due to Kokoro doing so.

Third trial also does give credence to Kanade’s intelligence. Her plan may be convoluted as hell, but the crux of it, that is two people murdered someone at the same time, was intelligent and impossible to guess. The viewer might be genre aware due to knowledge of the canon-verse third trial, and guess what Kanade was aiming for, but a bunch of people who were used to the structure of 1 murderer 1 victim were very stuck on it. Even too, the clues that do point to the right conclusion are given previously by Hibiki and not Kanade.

Syobai, the person who had the most knowledge on murder also dismissed at first glance the possibility due to the perceived impossibility of that level of synchronization being possible. Mikado has to insert a fail-safe on Sora so that she refuses to end the trial with the wrong conclusion before the time arrives, and Divine Luck has to act, in order for Kanade’s plan to fail.

Kanade does starts to panic and snap more, alerting people something is off, when they start to get said clues but considering the high stakes situation, it did made sense. Her arrogance is also a clue in itself that something is off with the conclusion they were arriving, but that’s a character flaw that doesn’t negate that the plan was smart in shrouding what the true murder was.

And so, yes Kanade is smart and it is displayed consistently through the game for it to be a trait.

As for the second trial clue, given Kanade’s experience with murder, her clue seemingly comes from nowhere but serves as foreshadowing of Kanade character, as a cunning and smart person. It is the first time that Kanade blatantly breaks her facade of a meek person, by acting arrogant, insulting people and cleverly pointing out the murder’s twist, and getting rid of the roadblock of the trial. Notably, a lot of people were unsure of Kanade suggestion, but they did went with it due to finding themselves going into circles when trying to find an answer to the murder.

So yeah, due to the way it acts as a foreshadowing for chapter 3 + set up for Kanade character + people were already stuck might as well hear her out, I do think it is a valid clue.

(The thing in the trial that makes me go “my dude what” is the icicle whole deal tho.)

About Linuj.

*waves hands in a way to try to say what I mean* It is…. Hm. Eh.

TL;DR: 1 was the first fangame and so he was still getting used to doing a fangame and getting confident as he went, but still acting inside the constraints of the setting. 2 was Linuj’s more ambitious project (I mean this in a neutral observation) that diverted a lot from the common tropes and standard plot structure of a killing game.

Due to this, the games have very different vibes. It is not that he unlearned anything, but that he got more confident to tell the story he wanted to tell and the plots he had ideas for. (END TL;DR)

When I see Another1 and 2, it gives me the gut instinct that Another 1 was Linuj first dipping his toes in fangame and DR -

(Chapter 1 in particular is…feels… very safe in the sense that he followed the very very standard DR formula to the point where it feels it is DR/1 with the twist that it is played straight in that ass who murdered is an ass and saint victim is a saint. Sports guy murders girl but she wasn’t the intended victim, ball was a key point of the murder, confusion due to location etc etc)

--- And as such, even as Linuj started to get comfortable and experimenting with his writing (the following chapters) due to the set up, he still went with the common structure of the plot, that is: Despair VS Hope; standard killing order; 1 (2ish) mastermind; mastermind reveal at 6; Murders are caused by motives set up by Monokuma or blew out due to confrontation; everybody had been Hope’s Peak students and Ultimates before and had known each other.

(I mean the observation above in a neutral way (not negative or positive). I think the writing of the first game is incredibly good, a joy to watch, the twists original and gripping by their set up, but he goes with the usual structure)

In 2, Linuj gives the vibe of feeling more confident and had gotten more practice with the creation of the killing game, and so went with the vision he had and experimented with his ideas.

This caused a very different plot structure: Despair VS Hope is barely there and is a light curtain due to Mikado/Voids motive having nothing to do with it and the theming focusing more heavily on Outcomes VS Process; Murders are (mostly) pre-determined beforehand by chosen murderers; everybody are strangers actually; already revealed mastermind in 1 and technically near every chapter having one adjacent reveal.

About specifically the clue and testimonies writing

I think the clue that Kanade gives in within the story in that it serves very well its purpose of both setting up Kanade’s true character and threat and in introducing a new way to look around the murder.

Kokoro’s clue felt very in accordance with her character and her goal as well.

About testimonies…. I will be real with you chief, it has been a hot second since I saw all of the trials. I generally think that they were done ok, with shout outs to chapter 1 and 4 when it comes to it. Due to the structure of 2 (Somewhat everyone accounted for plus looking in reverse order) and 5 (3 people were all together leaving the options as: suicide, Alt Yuki possesses Yuki, Mikado did it or Iroha did it), I do understand why the testimonies were structured that way.

I think that the testimonies due to the structure of the murders between games as well as different motivations. I don’t know, they felt very natural to the trials of their respective games. Notably, I would point out that Mikako also does a testimony, not unlike Kokoro, in Chap 4, in which she sees Satsuki running away in tears out of the room and is taken as truthful.

The clues comes as character establishing moments for Kokoro and Kanade, which either impacted them in the future (Kokoro’s credibility3) or foreshadowed important points that were to come (Kanade’s true personality and threat as a clever cunning person).

So yeah.

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