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koiijournal · 8 months

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Can we have more of host!reader and his yan? I love them so much <333

Omg ofc! I thought that was the least interesting one I wrote, i'd be happy to write more anon!! *´ㅅ`)ﾞ♡ (Apologies for the long wait!)

Heart that beats for you.

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Host!Male!Reader x Yan!Male ☆` Reader refers to you!

Ever since that day, Zuo has been a regular in the host club. You'd always find him clinging in to Reader, the school prince Charming and the main attraction in the host club!! Many were suprised by the fact that Zuo was even into anyone, but because of this, the host club business has raised even more! More male students even started to come to the host club.

As usual, inside the school in a host club room. It was lively than ever, different types of hosts having a lovely chat with the guests along with teas and desserts. And as usual Zuo is with Reader, no surprises here really.

What's Reader's thinking about Zuo? The truth inside Reader, the real you. Out of those chains of the persona of the 'Sweet Charming' prince, Reader did thought that Zuo was a weird kid, he'd whisper things about how "You're his", "You should only look at him" or "He'd remove everyone who even had the slightest idea thinking about you"

Either way, Reader would just smile at him. Still everything about him just puts Reader off. But none of that matters because in this school,in this host club, around these people, the real you doesn't exist.

"Ha.. You're so divine.. How could someone like me touch you without any consequences.. Are you perhaps an angel?" Zuo admires your looks as he plays with a few strains of your hair, twirling it around his fingers.

His thoughts was about form an idea about 'accidentally' pulling a strain of your hair (totally not for anything! It's an accident after all :>)

All of the sudden, a loud crashed sound of glass vibrates around the room. All of the people checks to see what happened.

"M'lady! Are you alright?? Did the glass pierce you?" A host came to aid for the poor guest, quickly checks around her hand for any injuries. All the other hosts begin to gather around them, including Reader.

Zuo was told to wait here while he checks for safety of others, he didn't like the fact that Reader worries about others when he's right here! Isn't he the priority to Reader..?? He felt negative emotion raising through his body but it burst when he saw Reader touching the timid looking girl on the accident. And the girl slowly closing the distance on Reader.

Oh.

So that's how they're gonna play.

His grip on the glass he was holding was crushed into pieces.

Another sound crashes into the floor, everyone turned their head on to the source. Zuo's hand was bleeding badly with his blood dripping out of his hands along with the tears on his puffy eyes.

Reader was the one who reacted first and quickly runs out of the crowd to go back to him. Ahh.. You do care about him afterall!

Reader look around Zuo's hand for a small inspection before deciding "That looks bad, come on let's go to the nursery office" Without any hesitation they both quickly walk to their destination.

The girl who had an accident glares at Zuo's back before they went out of the door.

.At The Nursery Office.

"This should heal in a week, don't move your hands too much alright?" Reader says while closes the med kit box on the bed.

Zuo only smiles at Reader and playfully swinging his leg. He's just so happy that he has all your attention right now, maybe if he injures himself more.. Would you stay with him forever?

"This wouldn't have happened if I stayed with you, my deepest apology, my love" Reader gives a small kiss on their bandaged hand. Oh there you go again, that empty action of yours with sugar coated words.

Zuo was delighted but.. It didn't made his heart create a reaction. This wasn't the you he wants, he knows you've pretend every time and he hates the fact that these are meaningless love between you two.

He wants to be the one who drags you out of those fake mask, no he will.

His face turns sad again "Can you do something for me in return..?" He grips Reader's hand softly

"..Of course" Reader stares into his dark eyes that fills with emptiness.

"Then.."

"I want you to love me."

You tilt your head in confusion "I am in love with you, my love." It pains him in every inch of his body when you're lying to him, he knows you truly do!

"No.. I'm asking for the you inside. Cut the sweet act." He puts his hand on your cheek with eyes that was no longer empty, it was filled with LOVE!

You look up to him with a paralyzed body, gathering all the energy to go against the fear to speak another word. You open your mouth slowly

"...what?"

LOVE HIM FOREVER! LOVE HIM FOREVER! LOVE HIM FOREVER! LOVE HIM FOREVER! LOVE HIM FOREVER! LOVE HIM FOREVER!

A/N : sorry if this sucks ahshwyagag.. My brain isn't braining anymore.

#male reader #soft yandere #tw yandere #yandere blog #yanderemale #yanderecore #yanderemalexmalereader #male reader insert #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #Koiijournal

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telomeke-bbs · 9 months

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bad buddy fandom getting-to-know-you-meme!

Got tagged by @tiistirtipii at this post here and @inventedfangirling at this post here. Thanks for tagging me! 🥰 (And sorry I've taken so long to respond. 🤦‍♂️)

name and whatever you want to share about yourself

You can call me Tel. I love writing, languages, linguistics, and learning about different cuisines and cultures. I live right in the middle of Southeast Asia.

when did you watch bad buddy/join the fandom?

I started watching Bad Buddy almost from the start, after a friend told me Ohm had a new series out. I went into it pretty blind, not knowing anything at all about its history or genesis. I'd liked Ohm's work in He's Coming to Me and was open to more from him, not thinking the series would be anything more than your run-of-the-mill BL. And was I ever wrong! I think BBS sort of grew slowly on me for the first few episodes, but it really took hold after Nanon's single tear at the end of Ep.4. And I lost it after The Kiss at the end of Ep.5, of course. The no-holds barred obsession really set in after I realized this wasn't any ordinary BL; it works on so many levels and the intelligence with which it was crafted is formidable.

Favourite ship/s

PatPran does it for me.

Favourite character/s

Love them all, but introvert Pran with his protective walls, defensive rituals and surreptitious signposting of his emotional state with doodles and symbols really struck a chord. Pre-Ep.10 Pran was like an extreme version of younger me, I sometimes think.

Favourite episode/s

Episode 11 – I love everything about the beach, and the two of them alone by the sea was like my idea of paradise. But I nodded sagely along when BBS gently pointed out that their beachside idyll was just a temporary respite and that paradise doesn't exist on Earth.

Favourite scene/s

Oof. So many. My all-time favorite is the opening scene of Episode 5 (see this link here for why) because it was layered so deep with meaning and messaging, beneath the happy surface theatrics. I sometimes think of BBS as one giant and intricate puzzle, and if you find and fit together the right puzzle pieces it reveals so much more to you. The amazing thing is that it kept doing this over and over again. Like how many themes and allegories can this one series have? But if you want to disregard all of that and just enjoy it as a well-crafted BL with stellar acting, you can too. And that is also part of its magic.

Some other scenes that still give me the chills:

Deeply-pining Pran looking on at an oblivious Pat sleeping peacefully in Ep.4 [4/4]; I've been there and I know exactly how his heart must have been rent in two at that moment.

The Kiss in Ep.5 of course.

Pat finding out in Ep.10 that Ming wasn't the unimpeachable hero that he thought he was.

Pran missing Dissaya in Ep.11 (this is because I still miss my late mom with all my heart; the grief is going to be a forever guest there I fear – you just learn to pack it away in a box and put it away in a quiet room in your heart, but it breaks free every now and then, just to stare at me silently with its unknowable face).

When Our Song plays in Ep.11 (especially when Uncle Tong does his voiceover and the soaring guitar solo kicks in, and then we see Pat and Pran back in front of their houses, bracing themselves to face their families again).

Ah that award-winning scene on the balconies in Ep.12, when Pat and Pran indulge in a joyful, all-smiles tin-can conversation for old times' sake, play-acting at being strangers, and then dastardly Director Aof toys with our hearts once again and has the music crescendo as he morphs them back into their kiddie selves dressed in the same clothes to show us that the bond between the two scamps had always been there, forged since childhood, and that they were never really enemies throughout it all. And amidst the nostalgia we're suddenly engulfed in a wave of bittersweet emotions imagining all the what-ifs and if-onlys and what-might-have-beens had those poor little tykes not been forced into that meaningless rivalry by their warring parents. But as the camera pans away we hear their young voices piping in the night, still innocent and so full of hope, reminding us that when those two little boys grew up they still managed to find a way to triumph over all the pitiless hurt imposed on them. And how privileged we were to have been able to share in the story of their journey.

One thing you would change about the show if you could

I've thought so much about this show, it's not just one thing. And don't get me wrong; I'm not tearing it down or hurling brickbats at this series I love so much. It just irks the Perfectionist Pran side of me that something so beautiful, deep, intelligent and heartfelt also has its little flaws here and there.

I think they could have done a better job helping us understand how and why PatPran's competitive dynamic launched them so suddenly into the madcap bet in Ep.7. The cinematography was inconsistent in a lot of parts. The English subtitling (especially of Ep.5) could have clarified some things, but instead made them more confusing. And Pat getting shot may have been necessary on an intellectual level, to nod at some trope, theme or other literary preoccupation perhaps. But the narrative didn't really need that moment of conflict and I felt BBS tipped over into unnecessary melodrama at that point.

what are your some of your favorite fanworks made by other people?

I adore the analysis, meta and backgrounding of BBS that you can find on Tumblr. So many intelligent, creative people looking at this show, but those that spring to mind:

@airenyah @bengiyo @chickenstrangers @dribs-and-drabbles @dudeyuri @grapejuicegay @inventedfangirling @kenmakaashi @lovelyghostv @lurkingshan @lurkingteapot @miscellar @neuroticbookworm @pandasmagorica @ranchthoughts @recentadultburnout @waitmyturtles

Fan art also by @hereforlou and @kit-teung. 😍

I've probably forgotten so many others, please forgive me if I have; if I've liked and reblogged your work it means that you've touched me with your intelligence and output and I'm automatically a fan.

What are your favourite fanworks you've made?

I mostly post observations and findings from research about the show, so they're not works of fiction or visual art, just essays really. They're all special to me in different ways, but I lean most to the one that talks about the etymology of Pat and Pran's chue lens, what they mean semantically and what they mean for the series (write-up linked here):

My post about the Ep.1 scene in front of Khun Noppharnach's Pharmacy (linked here) was another one where the pieces of the BBS logic puzzle fell into place in a way that satisfied my gameplaying side:

I'm also chuffed about my location posts (linked here; have identified almost all of them, such is the power of the Internet), finding out that the jeep in khanom jeep dumplings also means to court (linked here), and tracking down Baseball Mom (linked here).

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A song that makes you think of BBS (not in the show)

My obsessive mind can't let go of this song (I've written about it several times now) but Never (ไม่เคย) by 25Hours devastatingly captures the quiet grief over losing that special someone in your life (and tells us what Pat must have been going through post-separation from Pran in high school). Pat mentions it at Ep.5 [3I4] 0.35 but it isn't played in the show. I've got it on repeat now, and am well on my way to memorizing the lyrics.

Onward tagging:

@airenyah @bengiyo @chickenstrangers @dribs-and-drabbles @dudeyuri @grapejuicegay @hereforlou @inventedfangirling @kenmakaashi @kit-teung @lovelyghostv @lurkingshan @lurkingteapot @miscellar @neuroticbookworm @pandasmagorica @ranchthoughts @recentadultburnout @waitmyturtles

No pressure to play if you don't want to, or have already done it. But do tag and let the rest of the BBS fandom know if you have responses for us to read! 😍

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#bad buddy fandom getting-to-know-you meme #bad buddy #bbs tag game #tag game #bad buddy getting to know you

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zhongliologist · 1 year

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Hello!! I'd like to send in a request for the writing challenge. I'd like to request a drabble for Alhaitham, and since today's my grandmother's 70th birthday, let's go with the number 70! No specific requests, feel free to take any and all creative liberties with this one! I like surprises. I've been following you for some time now, and think your writing is wonderful, so I'm excited to see what you come up with!!

Hope you have a great day!

(Hi! Thank you so much for supporting this blog and liking my work!! Hm idk if Al-haitham here is a little ooc but whever skskskks hope you like it! I recommend listening to the Korean version as well!)

Al-haitham + Fallin' Flower by SEVENTEEN

It was that time of the year again where flowers bloom amidst the lush green of Sumeru’s forest, like life beginning anew; like love blooming earnestly.

Al-haitham paced in his study, tasked with the job of sorting out old books and journals which have collected dust over the past two years. Some will be placed in the dedicated library of his home, while some will be donated to the House of Daena, usually those which have higher value to scholars.

As for the journals, he once thought it would be useful to have a handy notebook whenever he needed it, but now, it had become quite an obsession. Writing his thoughts in a journal seemed to clear Al-haitham’s mind, and he would just write whatever and whenever, often in various scripts and languages he was fluent in.

Picking up a tattered dark green notebook, Al-haitham pulled it open. It reminded him of the time he has to go to Liyue for a business trip; a time where your relationship were still tiny buds emerging from a branch.

Entry #57

I discussed various things with her again. It was fascinating, to say the least.

She said to me, “What a mind.” Not that no one has ever said that to me before, but why is it different with her?

Perhaps I would calm down once I return home. Out of sight, out of mind.

Entry #59

I told her I’ll be leaving tomorrow morning.

She only smiled to me—a smile that hurts more because it’s beautiful.

Like a heart filled with sadness.

But even so, it’s better this way. No one reaches their hand for falling petals.

Al-haitham closed the journal and placed it in a box on the foot of the table. There was a time when he thought it was the last time he would see you, and he had even resolved himself to that eventuality. Yet, the ultimate truth—fate, liked to play hooky with him in times and places he was the least prepared, much to his chagrin.

He found it, the red journal he was writing on a little later on. Opening it to an entry he remembered writing, he continued reminiscing.

Entry #12

I had thought I’d once again return to my peaceful life as the Grand Scribe, yet I am only confronted with complicated emotions. Going about this rationally; trying to overthink my way out of my feelings remain futile. What is it that makes her special anyway? Why am I feeling this way in the first place? I don’t want to admit it but…

In the end. I simply miss her.

I fly scattered in the wind, drifting away, where will I end up falling?

Entry #22

How hilarious this must be for fate.

For her to appear like this in Sumeru City. What are the chances? I could only laugh at the circumstances.

But then again, who could stop me from seeing her again? This isn’t how it should be. But maybe it’s true that somehow, you change unexpectedly for a person.

Al-haitham chuckled at his stubborn indignation from a year before. “Soon you’ll see that you have already fallen into the trap long before you realized you were in it.” Flipping a few pages forward, the dates change as well as the seasons. From the unbearable summer heat, to the leaves finally getting drenched in light rain, you had already taken root in Al-haitham’s heart.

Entry # 67

I sit here in my office facing this blank page before me. Even though there are numerous words which swirl in my head, I cannot fathom where I begin or end.

It had taken me a few days to reconcile with myself. It is either I be honest or I’ll lose her forever. The wound in my pride, that I can bear but losing her is a thought that is difficult to imagine. Perhaps the Lesser Lord was right, I already have the answers I seek. I just need to face what those answers entail.

I have never thought I would want to fall for someone. I was living in the moment. My life was alright here in Sumeru—my job as the grand Scribe, my peaceful nights reading. I thought that was enough for me. That is, until I met her.

There I realized that everything had a reason after all. This world to me now means more than what I had thought, I came to know that.

Entry #79

In my heart, a flower has bloomed.

It may not be me to say such things, yet I cannot withhold myself. After meeting her, I now understood what Kaveh was fighting for. This love, this romance which grasped even me who was drifting in the wind. The place where my fallen heart has reached is definitely the happiest place in the world. With her, even my dim future becomes clearer as time goes by.

I want to be with her.

I realized that just now.

Entry #89

To you,

It is the time when flowers bloom and fall, our wounds heal and you bloom. We are now living our first and the last, so I will treasure you for all my days. You have truly loved me, a scattered petal in the wind, and I have come to love you too.

Al-haitham offered a small gentle smile at his final account, remembering the day when flowers fell upon you; your smile radiating like the sun. He had no words left to describe how he felt at that time. It was a feeling which needed to be experienced to be understood.

“Al-haitham? What are you doing?”

Your voice rang through the doorway of his study, curious at how his gaze has softened at you. It was not every day that the ever-serious man would give you that look. Surely, there was a reason for it.

“Oh, just reading something interesting,” he replied, smiling gently. “But you know, I’m truly glad to have you in my life.”

You leaned your head to the side, intrigued by his sudden honestly. “Huh? What’s that all about?”

The man only hummed mischievously and continued with his reading. “Oh it’s nothing.”

Spotify Wrapped Drabble Challenge is still open!

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #alhaitham #alhaitham x reader #genshin impact fanfic #spotify wrapped 2022 drabble challenge

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alexturne · 1 year

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15, 16 and 18 for the writing asks? 🥰

15. A Hollywood producer tells you that they want to film just one of your fics. Which fic would you want it to be?

Definitely under these lights you look beautiful! It has such rom-com vibes and I'd love to see those sweet and soft terribly in love boys live out their best pumpkin-picking life! Only if they get pretty Humbug Alex to do it though and his gorgeous Miles to tag along 😂

The story has such strong ambiance I feel, it's a very visual story, and the atmosphere plays a big part in it.

I also feel like I managed to create enough structure and plot to be able to make it work as a movie, and the characters go through challenges and evolve both as individuals and together as a pair throughout, which I feel would ne necessary for a movie to work.

16. What is your most underrated fic?

Hm, maybe I'll say i've been saving all my summers for you. It's one of my longer fics that doesn't get too much attention, and I just honestly really love that little story. It's so dear to my heart, even if it's not for everyone apparently 😂🥰

It's a very different style from what I usually write, it was one of the first stories I ever worked on and I was so pleased with how the little glimpses into their lives turned out. I liked delving into their lives two weeks at a time through a ten year period, and I loved getting to explore the changes and life experiences they went through in a year in a few short paragraphs. It was just a lot of fun!

18. What is a line/scene you’re really proud of? Give us the DVD commentary for that scene.

Staying within the realm of i've been saving all my summers for you, I chose a little snippet from that, the end of their 20th year.

This little bit wrapped up a lot of little hints and details from the previous years, and I felt like it was an interesting way of letting the reader know exactly how torn and heartbroken Alex really was, how much he was pining for Miles without using too many words or long winded sentences.

I loved using simple imagery and building on the actions he has been performing throughout the other parts to make it clear how he was feeling. I felt it was a good callback to him stuffing their memories away, and this time he gives up, he can't keep doing this and he finally acknowledges to himself just how gone for Miles he really is and has been all along, but in a really short and simple way. The buildup felt satisfactory to me, and I really enjoyed using the imagery like this.

It's a way for him to finally be honest with both the reader, but mostly himself, about how he's feeling, but it also marks a very clear line cut in the sand in terms of how the story needs to progress. It's an emotional point of no return, and the first time the reader fully sees Alex owning up to his feelings.

Miles hadn't wanted to come back.

And he never will.

By now Alex is sure of it.

And Alex will keep his heart safe and not risk it getting broken again.

He'll stuff it into the box at the bottom of his closet along with everything else that has ever belonged to Miles.

Thank you so much for the question, sorry it has taken me ages to reply! ❤️

#glorious-blackout #answered #my writing #i love getting to talk abd reflect a bit on my writing #thsnk you so much for asking #🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

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sallysavestheday · 1 year

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For my bored friend.

As a reader, I know your work quite well. It often causes a strong emotional reaction, whether it be sad or happy. But what do you like to read? Are there times of year, a mood, anything that influences what you want to read?

From the world of Tolkien, has there ever been a character you wished to include in a story, but the story wouldn't come to you?

Are you truly never revisiting The Flower and the Fountain? (Asking for a friend 😊)

If you had to write a story of a rare pair, who would it be?

As a reader, do you have a favorite scene/event in The Silmarillion, The Hobbit and/or The LoTR?

Post vacation workdays are never fun. As you know, this too shall pass.

One more for today, while I wait for the chicken to stew :). Thanks for these questions!

I love a good nonfiction read. Science or nature writing that has a lyrical tone delights me, and I enjoy memoir, particularly if there is some through-line about food. I love reading about other people's meals. I have spent much of my adult life bouncing around the world for work, but there are still plenty of places I haven't been, so I also look for memoir or travel writing that expresses a deep knowledge of and love for places and people who on the surface are very different from myself but underneath can be familiarly known. Which is an easy glide to fanfiction, isn't it? The strange made familiar and the recognition of self in a tale? And in my darkest moods, I return to the classics of my childhood. There's nothing like a well-written children's book to set your heart aright.

Reluctant Tolkien characters include Angrod, who must have some depths I have yet to discover; Faramir, who keeps teasing me but won't actually come out to play; and Finwë himself, the OG Problematic Spouse and Parent. I'd like to write him, because I enjoy digging into the meatiness of parenting, but I can't quite get my mind around him yet.

You will notice that I have not checked the "complete" box on The Flower and The Fountain! I don't plan to write any more post-Gondolin ficlets for them, but there are plenty of First Age moments remaining to be explored. They stand up and wave when they want to be written, never fear.

Taking rarepair suggestions...any you have particularly in mind? Egalmoth and Rog, my darlings, were your idea, and I am still very pleased with how that turned out.

Favorite scenes, hm. The mostly-reconstituted Fellowship resting at Isengard (such tenderness and peace and playfulness in between moments of horror); Fëanor's call to depart Aman (the language!! it makes me want to stand up and go, myself); the Nirnaeth (Aiya Eldalië ar Atanatári, utúlie'n aurë!...and they trod his banners into the mire of his blood, ow ow ow); any and all scenes in which hobbits cook (I said I loved other people's meals!).

Thank you again for the ask. I am much better fortified to face the wave of reviewing and editing tomorrow. :)

#asks and answers #my fic #fic recs #tolkien fanfiction

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just-an-enby-lemon · 1 year

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oh your ideas are definitely better, especially the ones for the past! the part with the rubiks cube is a nice way to include a reference to his original origin story too, maybe that cube could show up as a clue or so in the present version too to connect the parts even more?

as for my idea i don't know if it is any good either and i tried to keep as much of the original intact as possible so it doesn't feel like an entirely different story but hopefully has some of the weird edginess taken out? i'll send it in two parts though because this is long lmao:

for the past i'd keep most of it the same (even though that is absolutely not how i would do Ed's origin story either) i'd even keep him being bad at the riddles on the test because imo that could work if instead of making him hate riddles and play and fun like in the original (which is a super weird choice for a character who's whole theme is riddles and games) it instead made him obsess over them in part because he's bad at thinking outside of the rigid rules and confines his father set for him since he never knew anything else than obedience and in part because the teacher told him he should try to think out of the box and have fun so now he feels he has to get perfect at 'being fun' to get that teacher's approval and attention because he has been taught by his father that he only has worth if he is perfect at everything and that he will only get positive attention for achievements and for nothing else. it even goes so far that his grades start slipping because he is completely focused on achieving this task he set himself of getting perfect at riddles and fun since his father is never gonna give him positive attention anyways but maybe the teacher will if he just gets it right. it doesn't work though because the teacher does not notice that the kid is being abused and thinks he's just like that (unfortunately a realistic way some people think of abuse victims) and dismisses him somewhat like in the original so that scene in the empty office still happens (btw i agree with you that it was the most emotional moment of the comic) because he feels like he failed, like he is not enough and that his father was right and he should not have tried to break out of his confines because now not only has he not 'achieved' winning his teacher's approval for being the best at fun, but since his grades slipped he can't win his father's "goodwill" (if you can even call it that) back either but instead will always be an imperfect failure in his father's eyes. after that scene he tries to go back to being the perfect emotionally empty student for his father like he was before but finds that he can't, not really, because while his obsession over them started out of a need for achievement, it also unlocked the part of him that just genuinely enjoys and loves riddles and games and play. he feels like he can't allow himself to 'indulge' in these things though because he's already 'failed' at them once and besides his father would not approve of him doing anything not aimed at academic success again, especially not the things that caused him to stop focusing on his grades once already and he can't risk that because from his perspective his father is the only person he has left that might start caring about him if he only tries hard enough to be what he wants him to be (the perfect academic genius that does nothing but study and follow orders). there could even be a reference to his ocd, maybe that he unintentionally developed his compulsion to tell riddles as a self soothing ritual to help with the stress and anxiety he constantly would live with as a kid because they are one of the only things he genuinely enjoys, although he would get embarrassed once he realises he has that compulsion and might try to force himself out of it because it does not fit into the image of what his father wants him to be (probably some internalised ableism too lbh). he has the talk with his teacher at the basketball court but instead of coldly murdering him (which was weird and edgy) the things the teacher says to him about having fun for fun's sake paired with his father ignoring him anyways because of his 'failure' make him think that maybe he can still get perfect at fun and thus get attention from people that aren't his father after all, that the reason he 'didn't get it right' the first time was that he misunderstood the task.maybe that causes him to have some sort of a mental break in that moment which causes him to make 'having fun and being fun' his sole goal in life that he needs to obsessively perfect to get attention and be happy, no matter the cost?

oh no sorry this is extremely long and it's not even finished so i'm not sure if i should send the second part too that would just make it even longer?

I think your idea is way better. Like I genuinally already care way more than whatever Tom King did. Not only that but I think your idea is already better than mine both because is a great adaptation that keeps the major bits but gives them meaning, doesn't have Edward hating riddles (I swear I will punch Tom King) and there is a genuinally curious thrid aspect your version fits King general portray of Edward better.

His obcession with winning at fun to please others can easlly explain his weird obcessive goal of making Joker laught to the point of cominting heinous acts and planning for his own brutal torture as the punchline. It also fits his interactions with Selina in Killing Time and how he is always playing a persona. This actually works as a backstory for King's Riddler au contrary of King's own Riddler backstory (I swear I don't hate everything King wrote to the Batman universe). So yeah. I really liked it and felt it makes total sense and was waay better than mine as a reimagining.

Please please post the part two.

#one bad day #anon is a genius #riddler one bad dag #tom king #war of jokes and riddles #edward tierney

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lightyearssurrogatedaddy · 9 months

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gotta say, I've done a thingie or two about how Nine Inch Nails is the perfect sound I associate with Error. Starting with Into the Void and Only. Every song I listen to from them I keep going, "Goddamn, this would be THE soundtrack for him."

Here are the thingies I thinged. I actually did a lot of other songs and I figure I'll finally make one giant post about it

long, just a heads up. I saw a bunch of songs and I fled

Why I think Nine Inch Nails Belongs On Every Error Playlist.

NIN might be my favorite band right now, so I'm listening to it constantly. I've connected the lyrics and sounds to Error and I'm going to explain why. I'm breaking up things into little groups to make things easier.

group 1) Error's stubbornness and anger group 2) his lonely :( group 3) his chaotic nature and weird self-contradictory behavior

If I designed music for Error I'd have a sturdy bassline to rep how unchanging his opinion is, and the playing instruments an electronic mess of thoughts and feelings for his shitty cycle of a mental state. NIN perfectly captures how I envision it soundwise.

Song: Only

The beat and the guitar 100%.

"I've becoming less defined, as days go on by, fading away well you could say I'm losing focus." This is the point where Error starts to feel the effects of real lonesomeness, like with Into The Void, which is just him waking up and realizing his situation, Only is a continuation of it.

"Less concerned with fitting into the world, your world that is." The Stubbornness.

"I just made you up to hurt myself." Error finding a way to cope with the crippling Nothing and lack of company by saying that the only real reason that he felt it to begin with was because he wanted to punish himself for something. And instead he finds more reasons to love things about the Anti-Void than hate it out of spite. Group 1 and 2.

"There is no you, there is only me." Him separating himself from other characters as something entirely different, he feels like he's nothing like them, and that aids in his incredible apathy towards other people, especially those with AUs.

Song: Into The Void

The start of the song adds onto itself bit by bit as it progresses, starting with a simple tune and then adding another intrument, a baseline, and zangy electronic shit. Kind of like waking up.

"Try to save myself, but myself keeps slipping away." The vastness of the void traumatizes everyone, just an empty white that goes on endlessly. I like to think this song could be used to depict Error's feelings about his home, how existentially scary it is and how it effects him.

The rolling tune, where near the three minute mark it swings up and then falls back down again in a sort of out-of-sync and deteriorating way, like a buildup to a strong emotion (anger, stress) and then switching to relief or calmness once it passes, he's dealing with the pressure of his own thoughts. This puts the song in group 2.

Song: GOSSIP (Maneskin)

WIth the hard+heavy beat with the wacky guitar, the sound of the song fits with the theme already.

"So sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke. […] you're not iconic, you are just like them all." Directed at Ink and their disagreements.

"Keep drinking and acting cool […] nobody likes a gloomy face." in reference to how Ink has control over his emotions and yet chooses not to agree with Error.

I think this song could be used to depict Error and Ink's relationship from Error's POV and show why they disagree with different reasons other than, "that one destroys that one protects, obviously they argue about that and only that." Error probably sees Ink defending AUs as not worth the time and energy, something that other people have conditioned him to do or something he thinks is a 'normal guideline' to follow. the irony is that while Error critisizes Ink about letting other people define who he is (even though Ink's actions are actually entirely his own) he himself locks himself up in a box of, "I'm the bad guy, I'm the destroyer. That's my purpose because I've heard it told to me so many times."

But not FGod territory, Error believes wholly in his goal, but embodies it instead of it just being a thing he has faith in. This song goes into group 1.

Song: Squares (That Handsome Devil)

Very nifty 1900's vibe is always welcome. "To refuse would be square. And that terrible label must be avoided at all costs." to add on to what shapes I use to draw Error with. Nobody wants to be Error, he's a square! He probably doesn't drink or do any other mysterious 'get high' activities now that I think about it. This song is once again about Ink and Error's dispute.

"Stupid bastards blasting telling me what's cool." he hates being told what to do, probably has some form of authority problem.

"Sorry girl, you're far behind where it is you draw your line." Error draws the line at Outertale because he's biased, and can't understand why Ink keeps going and accepting new variations. This song goes into group 1.

Song: Destruction (Joywave)

The beginning: "will the soundtrack please produce a sound? (chaos noise) go on, […] any sound! (another chaos noise) well, that's not quite what I had in mind." Error's a little shit and does the exact opposite of anything out of spite (for shits and giggles)

"Oh my God, I'm a giant with an appetite." I relate Error to a black hole, since he eats up AUs like one does to stars.

"Oh my God, there's nobody who can set me right. I've been sent to torch the palace down in broad daylight" he knows everyone thinks he's wrong, and he knows nothing can be done about it. And also the second line "I've been sent" to lose that sense of self and rely on a higher purpose.

"I've been creeping round I saw a little thing I didn't like You tried to hide I've been creeping round I saw a little thing I didn't like You tried to hide from me."

The song also has a very BIG vibe to it, like going somewhere. Walking up to a thing or person with an intent. I think this song could be used to flesh out how much JOY he gets from causing anarchy and destroying things. It gives him a sense of power, makes him feel free and in control, a very sought for feeling we all seek. Group 3.

Song: Get Seduced (The Faint)

Funky noises!

"Tell us! How rad is it living in a microscope? Broadcast into every single living room." I more of related the AUs to the TV shows in the song, it follows their everyday life, "Hot lights on your love life. Let me buy. Close up tabloid shots of your cellulite." I feel like that last line is more sarcasm towards it, "like sure! I'm totally all for your bullshit!"

"You're getting so obsessed its all we talk about." Again, could be used as a reference to Ink.

"Hypnotizing pages of advice From their demented fashion do's or dies." Hypnotizing like Error believes everyone else is being tricked into liking absolute garbage, and if you DON'T like it, you're a bitch!

Song: Digital Silence (Peter McPoland)

"I won't ask a question, I'll state the truth It's everything I know and all I do."

The entire thing is very nihilistic, someone who's downright exhausted from things they feel like need to change but aren't being listened to.

"They're gunna blind date everyone until you love them too." adds onto what I said for Get Seduced, poor Error's the only one who has a brain huh? (What an asshole, really.)

"This is the answer to the question. This is the sound of the truth. This is the answer to the question. There is nothing you can do." He's near unstoppable and unchangeable.

"Digital style, digital hate. Digital god, digital pain. Digital violence, digital world. Digital boy meets digital girl. Digital silence, digital yell. Digital heaven, digital hell. Digital start, digital end. Digital birth, digital death." obviously, being digital makes it so there's a barrier between you and whatever you try to interact with. In reality whatever you do online is ultimately fabricated. Error's a glitch! A digital aspect that can't hurt you outside of the screen, and he's put up barriers and walls around himself and excludes everyone else as "not real", flipping the "nothing online is real" to make himself feel better.

YOU are digital. Not Error. It can't possibly be Error because that's reportedly not what he believes. Group 1 and 2.

Song: The Hunter (Slaves)

I saw the "Are you satisfied?" on the album cover and got reminded of The Origins. Hiii Crunch!

The first half is Error asking what's gunna happen when people get bored of making AUs, all that energy will be completely wasted, what then? Would there be any point in continuing to stray from the original source if the end goal just fizzles out meaninglessly?

"Oh, what is it your justice, cut the hands of the thief? He was starving, his children were crying to be fed. And now they're bawling and dying. But at least you are ahead." getting left behind or entirely forgotten about, that's unfair, Error uses the excuse that nobody would want him to begin with because of what he does, and that's why he deserves to be as unreasonable as he is.

"You keep it, we don't want it." nobody wants trash cluttering up their multiverse! Just get rid of it! He says.

"Just be patient, keep waiting. That's what they always say. But you're tired and you're aching. And the pain won't go away." and his reaction to coping with that pain is to lash out at what he thinks is the cause.

Song: Head Like A Haunted House (Queens Of The Stone Age)

"Desperation can led to madness." Fun line that could be used as an art piece title for him lmao.

"Let you mock and then copulate me. A dirty trick and it's making me sick." explanatory with what I've already established.

"Tonight I'm gonna put up a fight, I'm gonna get a reaction that I'm right. [...] To trick them all because of which is why I'm ashamed. Petty disguises more like skins, a distinction, vice." he feels that everybody's just out to get him, and he feels the need to defend himself. Group 1 and maybe 2.

Again, these lines more or less can speak for themselves.

Song: The Hand That Feeds (Nine Inch Nails)

"Will you bite the hand that feeds you?" Error acting out against the Creators even though they're the ones that spawned him in. Kind of like a rebellious teenager.

"What if this whole crusade's a charade. And behind it all there's a price to be paid. For the blood on which we dine. Justified in the name of the holy and the divine." all the bullshittery of the multiverse and Ink's goal to preserve and spread it (a crusade) holds a horrible end for them all. Maybe things go up in one big explosion GIF and letting all the AUs run free ruins the structure of reality in the long run. Ink's justified in the eyes of the Creators because he upholds their desires.

"So naïve, I keep holding on to what I wanna believe, I can see. But I keep holding on and on and on and on." yeah this puts it in group 1 for sure. Stubborn.

Song: Jealous (Eyedress)

veering away from his outwardly asshole behavior. I don't see Error having great thoughts about himself. Maybe he appears confident and sure of his opinions as a way to cover up that he genuinely doesn't know how to communicate or get help in any way. So he pushes on that higher purpose excuse to avoid possibly getting hurt if he ever does try to reach out.

And if someone tries to get close to him he shoves them away all like.

"You could have anyone you want. Why would you want to be with me? You know, I'm nothing special." everyone already thinks he's a jackass, so why would anyone wanna approach him kindly?

"She tried to call me yesterday. But I didn't pick up. 'Cause I don't got time." he don't got time to get hurt and cry about it, not risking it. :(

finalizing lines to prove my point, "Only care about myself. 'Cause everyone's trying to hurt me. Just leave me alone. Just leave me alone."

Group 2.

Song: Alien Blues (Vundabar)

Friend Crunch suggested this one to me! Thank my buddy.

"Oh no, more surprises, guess it's like this I'd do anything for you, Mrs. Highness." yes he WOULD like someone to be close with (that's the whole point of feeling lonely.)

"The sun is fun, the land is dandy. I only talk to dogs because they don't understand me. My teeth are yellow, hello world. Would you like me a little better if they were white like yours?" him thinking that would he have to change himself to gain someone to talk to. He's off in his own world and goes by his own rules, so obviously, since everyone's against him, the only way to get positive attention would be to not be himself? Character analysis or me projecting. You decide.

"I need to purge my urges. Shame, shame, shame on you."

Shame on you for not having better things to do than read through all of this!

Here's your hard earned prize.

#undertale #undertale au #utmv #error sans #long post #long rant

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krys-loves-otome · 2 years

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for the chara ask meme: yasu, mitsun, mitsuhide? 👀 also a bit curious about yoshimoto!

Put A Character in My Ask Box and I'll Give My Onion on Them

Ieyasu

Like I said in one of the previous iterations, I'm not the biggest fan of tsuns. The emotional yo-yoing wouldn't be good for my heart so, at best, I'd prefer him more as a platonic love rather than as a romantic one. I liked his dynamic in Masamune's route where he was trying to be MC's reality check as he knows what a whirlwind Masa can be and he didn't want her to be hurt because of it. Heck, I still smile thinking of Masa's romantic end after they had cliff-dived to escape Kennyo and Yasu pulls MC away from Masa because he didn't want her catching her death from being wet and cold the entire ride home while he just looks at Masa like 'you'll live. I won't like it, but you'll survive, somehow, by whatever hell streak has allowed you to live thus far.'

But as a love interest, with romantic intent? Pass. I think I had a similar problem when I was playing Mozart's route, where MC is more… I guess bubbly and happy, if that's the word I'm looking for? The MC's in those routes both seem very determined to make the grumpy sourpuss that says mean things to them to like them and change their sourpuss ways and I'm just here like 'why?' Be mean to me and I'll do my damnedest to avoid you, don't need that kind of negativity affecting my vibe, no thanks. Maybe I might have liked him a little more if the MC was a little more cynical and not put up with his tartness? Bite him back, so to speak.

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Mitsunari

Sweetest bean! He deserves all the hugs and forehead kisses. Though he is the sweetest bean, however, I feel like cybirb kinda infantilizes him too much. I mean, I often headcanon him as demisexual (because I always love me some ace headcanons), but there are points where I want to remember that Mitsun is very much a capable adult that is capable of doing adult activities, but cybirb makes it hard to do that. There is a difference in have no interest in something and being completely ignorant of it, and I think cybirb leans a little too hard into the ignorant part of Mitsunari's sexual capacity (and Ikevamp's Vincent… and IkeRev's Luka).

Other than that, again, sweetest bean to bean that does his best in whatever he tries. He's got some self-esteem issues but I still love him despite it. We can work on those issues together.

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Mitsuhide

Boy, is this guy a fan favorite. I like him best when we can be an equal to him. Something about outwitting someone that is supposedly un-outwittable feels so good. Loved him as the unrequited in Hideyoshi's route specifically because MC was able to pull one on him and he respected her for it (maybe even crushed a little bit on her because of it). I liked his POV portions in his route because we got to see him actually being honest with himself. Even if externally he was putting on this cool and teasing façade, inside he was so giddy when he got to play pretend husbando.

Too bad cybirb seems to be quite happy with reminding me exactly who is the one pulling the strings here with everything else about Mitsuhide. He always has to be one step ahead of everyone, including MC, always dangling a string in front of her to see if she'll take the bait, like a kitten, so she'll play along with his game. He always takes charge of sexytime antics (I was disappointed with one story where the chance was there, but wasn't taken for MC to be in control of him, like, what a wasted opportunity), he lets MC assume incorrect things for as long as the narrative needs her to before it's revealed that Mitsu was playing her all along, sorry girlfriend, you just got punk'd. I just don't like being the one in the dark all the time while Mr Fox Man over there gets his jollies by watching MC stumble her way into his arms as she always does and forgives him for his teasing behavior. Rinse and repeat.

Honestly, to a certain point, I think I like him more when I see other fan interpretations of him, who both give him an MC that is more on equal footing with him as well as revealing more of his vulnerable sides rather than just portraying him as this aloof and teasing enigma that cybirb makes him out to be. He's got his good points, but I'd much prefer a fox man I can play with on an equal field rather than one where my opponent has already won even before we've started playing.

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Yoshimoto

Two birthdays stories (three if you count the Princess Bday story, which I also bought), and various events later, most I can say before his route comes out in English, is that Yoshimoto is a very, very sad and depressed man.

Like, while he is quite bold and forward in his declarations for his love of MC, he's also got this melancholy air always surrounding him. He's lost his territory to Nobunaga, his vassals and those under him barely listen to him, he cares more about looking at pretty things than trying to restore his clan to their former glory, and he has so many self-deprecating thoughts, it's making me worried. Hell, there was one scene where Shingen caught him in a self-loathing spiral and he told him to stop doing that, we don't do that kind of talk here (which is ironic, coming from a man that is literally dying).

Idk, I get why he's in this negative thought spiral, but I still wanna give him hugs and warm soup to help ease some of his pain, if I can.

#ask krys things #ask me things #meme thingys #ikemen sengoku #ieyasu tokugawa #mitsunari ishida #mitsuhide akechi #yoshimoto imagawa #I think I realized I didn't dislike yasu as much as I did while I was doing keiji's route and whenever he appeared I was like #finally someone who is cynical and upfront about it #I finally found someone I dislike more in ikesen than yasu #which while I didn't hate him before #I've had worse otome love interests #his slbp flavor is much worse by comparison #but I guess he wasn't always in a high tier for me #romance wise at least #we both might be too cynical to be romantic with each other #lol #mitsun is still the sweetest bean and I stand by that statement #yesha's work really turned things around for me about the sweet bean #and I've written my own smoot for him and Houki so there's that #Mitsuhide occupies the same space in my brain that ikepri Nokto sits along with hakuoki's souji #and mysme's jumin too now that I think about it #they all have traits in common that I should hate about them #yet I can't bring myself to do so #it's more fun to make them more vulnerable and soft for their loves #or to tease them mercilessly #heck I've taken to calling Nokto 'my good bitch' whenever he appears on screen #in different routes and events #and his bday story made me soft too

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linalilia · 11 months

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Can you believe that its been a year since we played this bingo game? Time flies, huh? Anyway, I was thinking that I could tell you my in-depth opinions of your Milgram ocs (and vice versa) before we move onto trial 2! Then we can come back to this and compare how our opinions of each others' ocs have changed. :D If that's okay with you, of course! Please don't feel pressured to do it if you don't want to!

I'll make a post about my thoughts on your Milgram ocs separately. Don't want to put such long ramblings in your ask box, haha. Look forward to it!

OHHH YEAH I REMEMBER THAT it's really been a year, huh.. and sure, i'd love to do that! sounds very fun <3

and speaking of trial 2, i'm not sure if i'll be able to post stuff like album covers and everyone's designs this month (maybe i'll post a pre-t2 voice drama or two though), because of irl things and i still have a lot of art to work on, but i already know how everyone will act and i have everyone's song titles and trailer voicelines ready and. yeah my ocs' t2 versions will act so different from their t1 versions 😭

anyway, here's what i think about your milgram ocs!

HARUTO >>>> no really i love him a lot! his design is so 💕💖💞💓💗 he sure is a pretty boy! he's very fun to draw and i like how he actually looks like a guard in that picrew!

now, about his personality. i love how chill and relaxed he is, his personality is like a nice break from those guards who take their job much more seriously (*ahem* es, eiji and miki). it's really cool how he understands that all of this is some kind of experiment too, because again, those guards believe that milgram is always right no matter what and never (or rarely) question it. i find very interesting how he's so unpredictable, but his verdicts also sound.. reasonable? (well, if we're talking about the canon ones) like he doesn't jump to conclusions and also his decisions are understandable. and it feels refreshing to see a character who's an amnesiac, but doesn't really care about his memories and who he really is. i have this theory that haruto was, like, a completely average person and his memories really aren't that important, but maybe he was "chill" in a different way, like maybe he was just very apathetic? maybe that's why he has a feeling that his memories don't really matter? i'm very excited to see him in season 2! maybe he will get some character development?

ichiro!! my son!! my blorbo!! i would be terrified of him irl but i still relate to him a completely normal amount okay, okay, gonna be honest, i didn't know what to do with him when you posted his poll, like, at the same time i don't think forgiving him is the best decision, but also.. it's complicated, like, i think i need more info about him and his crime.

i love how he just goes with the flow and doesn't really care about anything and the fact that he likes to draw makes him even more cute <3 his mood swings make him more realistic too, like he's not just -_- most of the time, like he's actually a very emotional person!

about the "part of a dynamic" part, i just think that even though ichiro's personality is what makes him unique, when it's just him, there's not much to talk about, i guess? like i think his personality truly stands out when he's interacting with someone else. i still like him a lot though!

akane!! i don't have much to say about her, but i really do think she's innocent, at least right now, and as i've said before, i thought that an innocent verdict could "calm her down" and make her open up a bit more, also i just don't think her crime was that bad, like i think you said it was self-defense in some way? even if it wasn't, i really don't think that akane is a type of person who would kill someone for no reason at all and i trust her. also i really like her cuter tsundere side too, hehe <3 i would still find her intimidating irl though.

also i really like the parallels between ichiro and akane, like, the first one still acts like a small child, meanwhile the other one is more mature (even though she doesn't seem like it at first?), it's like.. both of them are coping in a different way, i guess? makes me think about haruka and yuno too.

it's daisuke's turn! I WANT TO BITE HIM DJFHKSDKSLLS /pos. okay, he's another milgram oc of yours that i would be too scared to talk to irl i'm just a scaredy cat okay but i really do think he's innocent, again, at least right now, like i don't care about his job, you know, do what you gotta do, and when it comes to his crime.. idk, i'm really getting innocent vibes. like, if he regrets it, that's enough for me to forgive him. and come on, his poor little meow meow energy is so strong! you've also mentioned that he's suffering from survivor's guilt which is.. interesting. i really don't have any theories right now and i'll need more info to understand his crime better, but i'm excited to find out more about him! also all the women rejecting him is so funny HDHSKSKSKKD he's such a loser /affectionate

i think you've said that suzume is that one oc you've struggled with the most and tbh i think i can see that? not in a bad way, of course, it's just.. she kinda has that energy, like, she was added later than everyone else, i guess? like at the same time i really like her but i don't have that much to say about her? i do have my theories though and also her mv is one of my favorites! really wanna draw something based on it when i have the time, hehe.

i LOVE her design though, she's so pretty 💖💖 she kinda has that "third sanada sibling" vibe /j about the "didn't get enough screentime" part, i just.. it's like i can't really understand her personality, i guess? like i remember reading her profile and her voice drama and still going "WHO ARE YOU" JDJKDKSLDKS. like, i can describe everyone else's personality traits, but when it comes to suzume, i'm like ".. uhhh her mv has pretty crystals :D" AND THAT'S NOT EVEN A PERSONALITY TRAIT. that interaction with shun has helped me understand her a bit better though! (also help i've finished working on shun's mv description recently and now i'm looking at the shun x suzume part like. are you sure you'd be okay with a bf like that suzume. are you sure) i also have a habit to call her suzu whenever i think about her or talk about her out loud skdksdls please don't mind me i talk to myself way too often

. i am going to be honest with you, i genuinely forget that haku exists sometimes AND I DON'T KNOW WHY 😭 like i really love his design, i think he's very (unintentionally) funny, his mv also makes me THINK, but also. i don't know why, he's just so forgettable djsdjksksl?? like, whenever i feel like i forgot one of your ocs, my brain goes "you know. the one who has a brother" and i'm like "OHHHHHHH", like the piano part isn't even the first thing i think about??

again. i would be too scared of him to talk to him if i ever met haku irl. i can't describe it, it's just.. the vibes are weird. like i voted him innocent, mostly because i just felt like it would be weird for me to vote him guilty when i don't even know anything about his crime *insert kei's 100% guilty rate joke here* also. i might be wrong and i won't be surprised if i am wrong, but. is it just me or haku's brother's vibes are weird too. like i don't wanna say he manipulated him or something but like. i feel like there is a reason why haku was so loyal to him and it's not necessarily "oh, you know, they are family, they're very close and all", i feel like it goes deeper than that and it's actually darker. i may be overthinking it though.

YUI!!! one of my faves, honestly. probably because i had a long idol/music games and anime phase. i love her design a lot, she's very pretty!! she's such an interesting character too, because like.. at the same time the fact that she refuses to admit the fact that she's a murderer annoys me a bit also come on her milgram cover is inmf, but also i kinda believe her? like maybe it wasn't an accident, but an indirect murder? like she really was the reason why her victim died, but it's not like, you know, she did it with her own hands. that would be so embarrassing though, like she's really not doing well because of her guilty verdict right now and then it turns out that it really was an accident 😭 very excited to see her go crazy <3

listen. again. sorry for mentioning their designs all the time, i'm that kind of person who cares a lot about the visuals, but i really like rin's design! he's very cute!

(also a note: i actually can imagine all your ocs as milgram characters? like they have the perfect designs for that, i think. like they're not too bright and colorful, but they're still easy to remember and i think that's cool and they fit the whole milgram aesthetic really well! like, i wanted to try and draw my ocs in milgram art style, but i kinda gave up because i couldn't imagine them actually looking like milgram characters at all djdkslsl)

but when it comes to his other traits.. i really don't have much to say? like seriously, if i had a chance to talk to him, i would just go "get over it" sjhskaslsls. i have no idea what that girl did, like maybe she started dating someone or simply spending more time with someone, but come on, dude, get up, this is embarrassing. him being the youngest prisoner doesn't help his case either, like i can't take his crime seriously at all, i'm sorry :'D but who knows, maybe he'll turn out to be the most scary and dangerous prisoner here!

noa is another forgettable one for me, i'm sorry djfhnkdsl. i have a habit to refer to noa and suzume as a set, like, you know, sad girls who have some kind of love-related problems. it doesn't mean i don't like noa though! i just really don't know much about her and i don't know what to say about her. i would love to learn more about her relationship with her husband though and like.. how and why her whole crime even happened. and it's nice to see that your prisoners have a good older sister figure here if we don't count her using alcohol as a coping mechanism <3 her dynamic with rin is cute too!

OHHHH kiyoshi is a difficult one. like i voted him innocent (i think so? i don't remember that well actually), but.. i can't help but feel like something is wrong. like i really can't believe that it was just "self-defense". come on, his song title is literally "true colors", THERE MUST BE SOMETHING. but if he's just obsessed with justice or something and he saw what he did as self-defense, i won't be surprised. and the fact that he's more cheerful now also makes me feel like kiyoshi has a darker side that he hasn't shown yet. like don't think i will go easy on you this time, old man, i'll be watching you very closely <3 (also i remember you saying that riku and kiyoshi would get along well? i wonder what you meant by that.. maybe it was about the "everyone relies on them, but they can't rely on anyone" bit?)

and another one with scary vibes jsjksklsls maybe i'm just not a fan of characters who kill for justice, their morals or what they think is "right"? like something about that sounds messed up to me. and yes, i voted mayumi guilty AND I DON'T REGRET IT OKAY. sure, maybe your patient was a criminal, but again, you're a nurse and you should do your job. don't think that you have the right to decide his fate or anything like that. i'm sure mayumi really had good intentions and she really is a kind person, but yeah, right now i can't say she's innocent or that i'm planning to forgive her in season 2.

#I AM SO SORRY TO SAY THAT I FORGET ABOUT SOME OF THEM SOMETIMES again my brain is too tiny #or maybe it's because like. my brain likes to think of some of your ocs as the same person like i've mentioned noa and suzume #also yeah my judgements can be a bit harsh sometimes 😭 maybe i'm secretly an eiji kinnie /j #very excited to see what you think of my ocs though!#expect to see more fanart of your kids when i'm finally free btw :)#lina's ask box time!#lina's friends!#friend: aurora! 🌠

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kulemii · 2 years

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I wasn't sure whether to ask here or your other blog as this is the blog that made the RGG questionnaire? I'd thought i'd ask you some questions of your own post!! A.3, B.1, B.4, C.9, D.9 and F.7!!!

i betcha forgot all about this ask huh? well, i didn't- thanks to me leaving this one baking in my ask box since march i decided to start this shit up again today so i'd have an excuse to finally answer you after all this time lmaooo. hello saiiii, please forgive me! 🙇🏾‍♀️

A.3) Favorite protagonist(s)? Majima- I was so mad that I had to play as this man after I fell for Kiryu during those first chapters of 0. I really disliked him and by the middle of his first chapter I was already in love. Round of applause for Mr.Eyepatch man for breaking my 3+ year writer’s block slump. What a guy, that Majimuh! Haruka- Loved her as a protagonist almost solely based on how risky it was for RGG to create such a different form of gameplay just for her part and it was entertaining from start to finish. She upset me so much because Miss Girl, we don’t bow to these hoes. She really should’ve been able to fight. Ugh! Akiyama- He’s a sleaze but he’s a funny sleaze that goes Kicky Kick :) Honorable Mention: Kiryu- I mean, he’s alright. Like… Overrated as Fuck in my opinion. I mean.. And you know what though? That’s typically how the bullshit goes. Ya feel me?

B.1) Which character do you relate to most and why? I used to believe that it was Y0 Majima but after playing through the whole series up to 6, i realize that the real answer was Haruka! This one went one for a while but the "why" has been answered [here]

B.4) Who would you like to post more about but you don’t? Why don’t you? Oh, that's easy! Aizawa ^-^ I don't feel like I talk about him enough and i really should hehe 🥰 Jk. Umm, yeah last time I answered this, I said Majima and while I do believe that I wouldn't mind posting about him more I-- still think there's really nothing left for me to say. I've got such brilliant mutuals that can put their Majima thoughts into words in a way that I just cannot lol so i just, let everyone else have those conversations. I have been thinking about how I tend to keep my Reina obsession in private but i'm kinda tired of doing that- the reason why is pretty simple, the fandom ain't too kind to the ladies of RGG so to avoid those sorta debates I just keep between me and my moots. But, yeah fuck that. Reina deserves praise too! So be prepared for me to act mentally ill about my gorgeous wife. >:D Also, I feel like I could post more about Nishiki- i know that after I finished my Nishiki project I sorta closed the book and left him sittin pretty on my bookshelf because I channeled so much of my fascination with him into that project but I still love him so much. So, I should talk about him. Also, I feel like I could talk about--

C.9) What was the most emotional scene in the series? I don't now if I would call it the most emotional scene but it's certainly the freshest one on my mind- The Scene in 6 at the end when Iwami and that other bitch ass mf tried to murk Kiryu in front of Haruka. Hoooboy that was- I cried. Like, I ugly cried. Another scene that made me ugly cry, Nishiki and Kiryu in The Woods in 0. Another scene that made me ugly cry? Majima, Makoto and the watch. Another sce--

D.9) Any hot takes? (Something that might not win ya any new friends) I think my answer [here] remains my hottest take. I can't come up with anything else at the moment.

F.7) Who are you fighting on the Millennium Tower rooftop? Kiryu, I gotta teach this old man a lesson. Then, after that, I'm fighting the RGG writing team-all at once.

Wanna send in more? Questions are found [here]!

#rgg questionnaire #round 2 #partylikemajima

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yn-ymn-yln · 3 years

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Hey there! Hope you're doing well! I'd like to request a Kol Mikaelson X reader where the reader is a child psychic (12-15) that Kol low-key adopts. Like the Mikaelsons find about this kid with "gifts" and try to locate her but when they do they find out that her parents are physically abusive and trying to repress her abilities. So, the Mikaelsons gang saves her and she lives with them and at first Lol only really cares to study her abilities but he eventually realizes she's kinda a mischievous little whack-job of a human and he's like: "This is my child now." You can choose what sort of psychic power the reader has. (Ex. Empathic, telepathic, telekinetic, foresight...) Thank you!!!!

*Thank you for the request and your patience love! I hope you like it!*

Black Sheep

Kol had been watching you for a few days now. He had gotten wind of your abilities from the witches in the quarter, but was determined to see if you were worth his time himself.

From distant observation alone he could tell you were an empath, though he wasn’t sure just how far your abilities could go.

Could you control other people’s emotions?

Had you even scratched the surface of what your powers could actually do?

Listening intently from the corner of your street he hears the disturbing sound of your pleading.

“I won’t do it again! I promise! PLEASE DON’T LOCK ME IN HERE!”

“You’ve left us no choice Y/f/n, you’re a danger to everyone around you, there are consequences to your actions.” Kol’s head lifts at those words, he had heard a rendition of that more than once, listening to you endure the same treatment cracks his inhuman exterior slightly. It didn’t take a genius to see that you weren’t dangerous, just different… A black sheep, like him. Without much thought Kol makes a decision, one that could very well leave him daggered, in a box for the next century.

“I’m sorry, you what?” Staring into the eyes of Klaus, Kol doesn’t back down from the choice he’s made, whether or not it was a mistake was still up for debate.

“They’re an empath, I figured they could be of use to us.” Without another word and before things could get heated, Elijah shows you to one of the many spare rooms that litter the compound.

“Did he kill them?” Your voice is soft and unsure, your age shining through despite your predicament. Although you were looking for reassurance Elijah was quite finished with Kol’s antics.

“Sleep. We can discuss things further in the morning.” He turns away at that, leaving you with the uncertainty of your parent’s survival and the unsettling feeling of a strange bed.

As the months progressed so did your abilities, under Freya’s watchful eye you had learned more about your powers than you thought possible, which got you into trouble. A lot.

Running up the stairs of the compound you desperately attempt to reach your room before Klaus got wind of your little prank, though the vampire in your path did little to aid you in that endeavor.

“And where are you off to?”

“No time to explain, HIDE ME.” Jumping into the arms of your rescuer, your eyes widen at the vicious yell from the living room.

“Y/N!!” Glancing from you to the end of the stairs Kol immediately releases you, laughing loudly at your unceremonious landing. Within a second Klaus is in front of the two of you, eyes blazing with fury.

“You little brat.” Before things could escalate further you dulled the emotions raging through the hybrid’s mind, lulling him into a false sense of security.

“I’m sorry Klaus, I promise it won’t happen again.” Your smile to others would seem apologetic but to Kol was as mischievous as they came.

“It’s alright love, no worries.” Glancing at Kol you can’t help the small giggle that bubbles from within you.

“Your abilities seem to be coming along well.”

“Yeah… Freya’s really helped a lot.” It was awkward, Kol hadn’t spoken to you much since saving you, though you had spotted him watching from the door while you and Freya practiced on occasion.

“Better hide before he realizes what you’ve done.”

“Done again, you should say.” As if on cue Klaus’ booming voice rips through the compound for the second time.

“WHERE IS THAT LITTLE MONGREL!!!”

Try as he might to keep his distance, Kol couldn’t help but feel a kinship towards you. You were a trouble maker. From playing pranks on Elijah, to dulling Klaus’ rage in the presence of his enemies, you were the culprit to some of Kol’s favorite crimes. Of course, a case could be made that you were certifiably insane, but what was the world without a little chaos?

“DON’T TOUCH THAT!” Jumping a mile Freya whips around to face you, eyes wide.

“Why?! It’s just a rock?!”

“My socks keep going missing, so I’m leaving an offering to the house troll.” Mouth agape, Freya isn’t quite sure if you were serious or not.

“Y/n there is no such thing as a house tro-”

“SHHHHHHHH! He’s always listening.” In true twelve-year-old fashion you bolt behind the couch, eyes constantly watching the rock perched on the window.

“KOL! COME GET YOUR CHILD PLEASE!” With a furrowed brow Kol enters the living room, eyes landing on your squinting form from your semi hidden position.

“Uhh…” Sighing loudly you go through the explanation again, never once looking away from your trap.

“That’s why I’m waiting here.”

“So the house trolls will leave you alone?” Kol’s confusion bleeds into his question.

“No! So I can get my socks back from the greedy bastards. They messed with the wrong kid.” Shaking his head Kol kneels next to you in your makeshift trenches.

“How long do you intend to wait?”

“As long as it takes.”

When Rebekah enters the war zone twenty minutes later, she’s greeted with a sight that melts her heart. You were fast asleep on Kol’s lap, mouth wide open, face pointed towards the ceiling. Kol wasn’t much better, head resting against yours with his eyes closed.

“So much for hunting trolls.” She can’t help the smile that forms as the words leave her mouth. Her brother truly was a child. Good thing he had you to play with.

Your thirteenth birthday was something Kol was admittedly not prepared for, not because of the balloons or the obvious sugar rush you were sporting, no those things he could handle. What he couldn’t handle was the effects of time already taking their toll. You were a year older now than when he had saved you, features slowly morphing and changing.

How long did he truly have left with you?

That thought alone turned the cheery celebration into something much more debilitating. Somewhere in the back of Kol’s mind he’d thought about changing you, turning you in the middle of the night like his parents had done to him. Could he do it? Rip away everything you have ever known for his own selfish want to have you around forever? Watching the joy break out across your face as you open presents, he doesn’t think he could.

As the night winds down Kol goes in search of you, fully prepared to compel you to sleep off your sugar high. When he finds you fast asleep on the couch, stuffed bear he had bought you gripped tightly in your grasp, he lets out a quiet chuckle.

“Dad?” With your groggy whisper Kol’s freezes in place. You had never called him that, refusing to emotionally attach yourself to any one after what your parents had done, though your tired state didn’t seem to mind all that much.

“What’s wrong?” He doesn’t acknowledge your slip up, too concerned with the moisture building in the corners of your eyes.

“Bad dream.” Lifting you into his arms, he shushes you gently.

“It’s alright little one, I’m here. I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Watching you sniffle quietly and burrow into his embrace, Kol knows no matter how much it hurts, or how little time he had left with you, he would never let himself be the source of your sadness.

After all black sheep had to stick together.

#kol mikaelson x reader #kol mikaelson #the originals #tvdu #child!reader #requests

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johnsamericano · 3 years

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𝒯𝒽𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓎 𝓁.𝓉

This is a continuation to ten’s fic I wrote for 23 days of NCT, which you can read here. There will be more chapters to this, so I hope you enjoy!

warnings: mentions of sex.

summary: Your mother hires the most wanted tailor in town to design a new dress for the ball, who turns out to be completely different from what you’d expected. But you couldn’t allow yourself to catch feelings for him, not when you were finally so close to marrying your childhood crush.

Threads of destiny m.list.

“Is everything alright, miss y/n?”

“Huh?”

“You’ve been locked in your room for about ten minutes now. Do you require my assistance?”

“Please, I'm having trouble with my corset.” You tried fastening it by yourself, but it turns out your arms weren't that long.

The maiden twisted the doorknob, walking in with her head down to avoid any sort of eye contact. Her cold hands slid along your back as she tied up the piece of clothing, triggering memories of what had just happened a few moments ago. Once again, you could feel that warm sensation installing at the bottom of your tummy.

“Mr. Seo looks very handsome, he's dressed in a white suit.” She said with a hint of mischief.

Ah yes, the white suit. A popular tradition amongst the town inhabitants. Whenever a gentleman intended to ask for a lady’s hand, he'd dress in all white to meet with the male in charge of her family.

You knew it was bound to happen, but not so soon, especially after your short encounter with the tailor.

“That’s...great.”

The special corset Ten had confectioned had to be discarded as neither of you knew how to adjust it. You never had the chance to look at the dress with it on, but it didn't look so bad with a traditional one.

“Let’s head out, Miss y/n.” The maid bowed, leading the way to the spiral staircase.

Johnny looked extremely handsome, his black hair perfectly slicked back as he spoke with your oldest brother, his best friend. But for some reason, the butterflies in your stomach didn't awaken at the sight of him like they usually did.

“There she comes.” Your mother stood up from the sofa she was sharing with your father, a bright smile plastered on her face. “You should leave for the ball already, it's getting late.” She encouraged.

Johnny and your father exchanged a firm handshake as if they were sealing a deal. Had he already asked for your hand?

“May I?” He extended his muscular arm your way, your fingers wrapping around it delicately, almost afraid you'd ruin the white fabric if you squeezed too hard. “Let’s get going.”

While riding on the carriage, Johnny was wearing his brightest smile, playing with something inside his pocket.

“You look adorable.”

Adorable. You didn't want to be adorable, you wanted to feel sensual, just like Ten had made you feel almost an hour ago.

‘Stop thinking about him.’

“Thank you, you don't look so bad yourself.” Johnny loved how cheeky you were, it was hard to find a woman like that in a small town like yours.

“I talked to your father.” He declared, unable to contain his excitement. But why couldn't you share his emotions?

“Really?” His hand rested on top of yours, warm as it squeezed your fingers, an improper action for an unmarried couple. Not as improper as letting another man touch your naked body, of course.

‘Stop thinking about him, y/n!’

Throughout the rest of your short trip, none of you brought up the topic again, but his hand remained on top of yours. The ride was calm, no sound but the birds chirping outside. A beautiful spring day.

“We’re here.”

If you’d known what awaited you inside the ballroom, you would've run in the opposite direction as fast as possible.

Not even half an hour into the event, Johnny dragged you along to the dance floor, wrapping his arms around your waist tightly while he gave small steps around the center of the room. Dancing was the only acceptable time where a man could touch a woman, and Johnny never missed the chance to use said privilege.

Normally, you enjoyed being pressed against his muscular chest, but not today. All your mind could think about was the tailor’s body, how well-formed it looked even though it wasn't nearly as big as Johnny's.

“Is everything alright?” Johnny inquired worriedly, his eyes looking for your lost ones. “Are you feeling sick?”

To be honest, you were. All those pairs of eyes staring at you with big smiles made the knot in your stomach tighten. The motive of the party was getting clearer with every person you saw leaning to whisper something to another with their eyes still glued on you.

“Everything’s alright.” You closed your eyes.

Just like your grandma used to say: out of sight, out of mind.

“Sure?”

“Sure.”

Nonetheless, Johnny decided it was best to take a seat, just to avoid any incidents. He sat down with a very pale version of you right at the center of the large table. Something was definitely going to happen.

“You made it!” With a dashing smile, Johnny stood up, walking towards a figure you knew all too well. “Look who’s here, y/n.”

Was this a divine punishment? Cause it sure felt like it.

“The dress turned out better than I expected. Nice to see you again, lady y/n.”

“H-how...?”

“We’ve been friends since we were kids, I recommended him to your mother.”

Ten remained as calm as ever, offering a comforting smile as his friend explained the nature of their relationship. But your mind was drifting to earlier that day when you let a simple tailor like him touch you. Stupid, stupid y/n.

“My lady?” He called for you with his high-pitched voice.

“Huh?”

“If you're not feeling well, I'll call the driver so we can get you home. Parties always come and go.” Your soon-to-be fiancee was about to stand up when you finally snapped out of it.

“I’m fine. You were saying your families had been friends for generations?”

“Oh, yes!” Your sickness was soon forgotten as he resumed the story. “He’s the first son of a foreign aristocrat family, though he gave up the family business to be a tailor. Quite a strange man as you can see.”

“A wealthy tailor, how odd.” It's all you had to say about the newly acquired knowledge.

An hour later, a group of maids came into the ballroom with treats of every flavor and cups of tea with the smallest flowers painted on them. Considering how nervous you were, having Ten just a seat away from you, you stuffed your mouth with every edible item on the long table. Johnny had taken notice of your strange behavior already, but he remained silent, not wanting to ruin the atmosphere the guests had created.

Right after the tea, the long table was quickly taken out of the room by trained butlers, leaving the dancing floor clear for any couple to dance on its elegant and shiny, cedar wood planks.

“May I have this dance?” The band had just installed themselves at a corner of the room, ready to start playing as soon as someone gave them a cue. Everyone seemed to be looking at you, expecting you to be the one to open the dance floor.

“You may.” Your elegant fingers wrapped around his hand, only squeezing lightly, a gesture proper of a lady like you.

As Johnny made his way to the center of the ballroom with your hand still in the warmth of his own, all eyes were fixed on you, the most popular couple in town. You were expected to be married by spring next year, though the idea didn't seem nearly as exciting anymore.

With a hand in the curve of your waist and the other one holding your fingers, he started spinning around, pacing his steps with the melody playing in the background. His chocolate orbs were staring into your soul with a tender smile, anxious for what would be coming after the ballad ended.

“Do you like me, y/n?” He didn't give you time to articulate an answer, the words coming rapidly out of his mouth as the beat started dying. “Because I sure do like you, and even if your feelings aren't as strong as mine, I'll make sure to even them throughout the coming years.” The room was silent, only the crack of his knee echoing through the fancy walls as he kneeled, pulling out of his jacket a small, wooden box with your initials and his written with gold. “Will, you, Lee y/n, do me the honor of being my wife?”

You were supposed to be looking at him, smiling at the good news. But your eyes were busy scanning the room, looking for him. Once your eyes met, he simply smiled, raising the glass of champagne he was holding as if making a toast.

He knew. He knew from the very beginning, and still, he decided to play innocent and steal your precious flower.

“Yes, my dearest Johnny. I'd be honored to spend the rest of my days with you.”

His lips gently pressed against the back of your hand, the sudden warmth of his plush, rosy pillows sending chills through your spine. You turned back to your now-fiancee right when Ten’s hand tightened around the glass, the tips of his fingers turning white from the pressure.

He envied his friend, for he’d never be able to have a lady such as you by his side. After all, despite his family’s wealth, he was nothing more than a simple tailor.

#nct smut #nct angst #nct au #nct imagines #nct ot21 #nct x reader #nct #nct scenarios #wayv #wayv x reader #wayv scenarios #wayv angst #wayv fluff #wayv smut

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yn-rollcall · 2 years

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Momento Bakugo x Reader Chapter 18

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Summary: So I was always told to look on the bright side. The bright side is that I’m finally meeting the Number One and Two pro-heroes Deku and Dynamight. The downside is that I was publicly dragged out of my job for a string of robberies that I did not commit and am being detained for questioning.

Length: 3.9k

Warnings: Oral Sex, Food Kink, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Mirror Sex, Quirk Kink (My Hero Academia), Shameless Smut, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Rough Sex, Emotional Constipation, Chocolate Syrup, Fluff, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Emotional Manipulation, Temperature Play, Hate Sex, Explicit Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Attempted Sexual Assault, Blood and Injury, Heavy Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Panty Kink, Semi-Public Sex, Creampie, Bondage, Body Worship, Light Dom/sub, Daddy Kink, Pegging, Public Masturbation, Office Sex, Wank and Tell, Polyamory, So like at the very very end there’s KatsukixReaderxKirishima, But it happens so last minute I don’t feel justified tagging it as one of the main relationships, Constructive Criticism Welcome

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A/N: Double update because I think making you guys wait a week for the exact same events from a different perspective might be #NotGreat. I will see how I feel moving forward since this isn't the only parallel chapter but for now it is probably gonna be double updates for the next three or so Fridays.

Y/N POV

I sat, surrounded by tissues, looking at the now empty tissue box in front of me. Sighing, I went into the hallway and grabbed a roll of toilet paper. Iris happened to turn the corner and looked at me, eyes sympathetic. We stared at each other, daunted by the simple truth. This isn't something that talking was going to fix. At least not outside of a professional setting with years to spare. I clutched the roll and headed back into my cave. Shutting the door quietly behind me, sinking to the floor right there.

In my closet, the Dynamight body pillow peeked out. I leaned over, shoving it further back behind my hanging clothes and sliding the door shut all the way. Katsuki hasn't texted me and I haven't texted him. I didn't blame him either. I've never seen Katsuki...hell Dynamight run away from anything. But he ran from me, my gaze. I caused that. I prepared myself to get up, enduring the aches and pains that it took to commit to standing. My body still hasn't recovered from the extreme mental and physical exhaustion I endured under Hosei. My mind flashed to the little screen that showed Katsuki desperately searching for me. I rubbed my wrists, remembering the straps that kept me from covering my eyes.

I texted Deku, basically asking that if he was willing, I'd love to apologize and atone for my actions towards him and Shoto. He hasn't responded. Which again, completely understandable. Another text buzzed from the group chat. I guess Iris has been fishing for ways to help me cheer up because Ori, Kira and Yu are texting me too, which isn't unwelcome. Only problem is that I couldn't go two seconds without feeling sick and disgusted. Because there was one more thing Hosei did to make me more malleable. He made sure I could remember all of our 'precious memories' from our previous relationship. I've taken more showers than I could count just remembering the sexual assault aspect. Sometimes I would be fine then I'd remember how his lips felt on my skin and I'd start retching.

I headed over to the bed, curling into myself, checking my phone. Yea, it's the group chat. They're sharing memes to try to get me to laugh. I couldn't muster the strength to look at them. I just opened and closed the chat to get rid of the notification. Once again, another wave of despair washed over me. There wasn't even a place to retreat to. The happiest recent memories were all with Katsuki. So this past week, when I was desperate for happiness, I'd retreat to childhood memories. Of reading books and experiencing the world for the first time. My mom blasting music on Saturdays to let us all know it was a cleaning day. The way Dad criticized modern cartoons just to get a rise out of me. Our heated bowling games where the loser had to go to a random group, announce they lost and do a dance. Me running after my brothers trying to get them to admit defeat after they lost a video game. I could always contact my mom but she'd worry after hearing about...uhhh everything. She almost made me come home with the whole Gravity Girl situation. I smiled faintly remembering the call.

Incoming Call: Mother Dear

I picked up.

"Y/N are you okay I saw what happened! You need me to come up there?"

I laughed.

"Mommy I'm fine. He's the one you should be worried about." I said.

"He IS the one who should be worried. He decided to mess with you. So now imma have to go up there and find him and have a 'talk'" She said, I heard intense shuffling in the background like she was actually packing up.

"Mommy! Seriously, it's fine. I handled it." I quickly got out, hoping to discourage her from visiting.

"You're my baby so I KNOW you handled it but I just want you to be safe." My mom said, her voice pleading.

"I'm fine, I happened to have made some pro-hero friends if you're super worried." I reassured her.

"Oh I know," She said, her tone changing. I could hear the teasing lilt in her voice. "He's kinda cute! You gonna make a move?"

"Mommy!" I whined. "It's not even like that."

"I looked that young man up, he's not the type to just go around hugging everybody. He's cute. Like cute, cute. You better get on that." She said in a sing-song voice.

"Mommy..." I warned.

"I'm just saying! Lemme know when I need to meet him." She said nonchalantly.

"Mom, if I get him to give me a title, I'll bring him to you." I said.

"Promise?" She asked.

"Promise, Promise. I'll even help you and dad make him so uncomfortable he sweats bullets."

"It's a deal!" She laughed, her voice as warm as a sunny day. "I'll let you go...oh wait did you hear-"

We said goodbye like ten times over an hour before actually hanging up like usual. Maybe I should visit my family? I didn't know if I'd come back though. Another text buzzed on my phone. Considering I muted the group chat, it had to be someone else. Katsuki? I didn't even know if I could handle that right now. I hesitantly looked at my phone and saw that it was...Yoko?

Yoko:

Hey. Can we meet somewhere and talk?

Talk? Can I do that? I've spent the last few days sobbing and ridding myself of the removable reminders of Katsuki. I wasn't even sure if I've touched sunlight these past two weeks. I should go, if nothing else to get fresh air.

Y/N:

Sure, where do you want to meet?

Yoko texted me an address and when I checked, it was a pub. Which meant I couldn't go just looking like anything. I sighed and rolled out of bed, lowkey regretting saying yes. I hopped into the shower and tried to put on clothes that said 'I'm probably functioning." When I got to the door, Iris was cooking in the kitchen. She looked at my hoodie and jeans with a worried expression. The fact it was late at night probably didn't help.

"I'm not going to Hades street if that's what you're thinking." I said.

She looked visibly relieved.

"Just a walk then?" She asked.

"I'm meeting Yoko, she wants to talk about something." I replied.

"Okay. Let me know if you need anything." She said.

"I will." I said and walked out of the door.

The journey to the bar took about 30 minutes. And that thirty minutes was surprisingly soothing. I walked between equally tired people, feeling the city air blowing in the breeze. Even though my world was ending, the world around me continued to run. It's comforting that maybe, if I stuck around, I could get swept up in it's current and continue to run too. I arrived at the bar and it looked casual and quiet. A handwave signaled me over and I sat down, seeing Yoko for the first time in what felt like a while.

"Hey." She said.

"Hey." I replied.

We sat there for a few minutes, just awkwardly ruminating in our thoughts. When a waiter came by asking if I'd like anything. I asked for the fruitiest sounding drink on the menu and some fries. I looked at Yoko who was staring hard at her drink.

"I'm really sorry. For what I did." She said finally, not making eye contact.

"What did you do?" I asked, genuinely confused.

"I sold you out to Hosei, even though you're my friend." She said bitterly, sipping her drink. "I...I also knew about Deku. But by the time I was able to say anything...I-I couldn't-"

I held my hand up and she stopped talking. I didn't want to feel it but I felt betrayed and hurt. I knew it wasn't her fault. I knew she would never do this if she was given a choice. I let myself feel it for one second. Just one to feel without being guilty over it. To feel pissed off. To want to wail and scream and cry. She prolonged my torture regardless of the reason. But I didn't have the strength or the heart to try to work it out. I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked into my drink.

"It's fine." I finally said to her.

"But I.." She gestured to me.

"Hosei would have found a way to hurt me and Dynamight either way. Or use him." I said in a tone that hopefully indicated I want this topic over with.

"Wait...Dynamight? Not Katsu-" She asked, her eyebrows pulling together.

"Yea." I cut her off. "It's the only way I can think about him at the moment."

She finally sensed I didn't want to talk about it. The waiter brought my drink and I took a long sip. It was good, mostly juice and a little alcohol.

"How have you been? Still recovering?" She offered weakly as a change of subject.

"Yea, my body is still sore like hell and using my quirk makes it worse but otherwise I'm up and walking without too much trouble." I said.

"That's good. Let me know if I can do anything to help." She said, repeating that phrase I've been hearing over and over.

I almost responded with the usual "Yea I'll let you know" but then I stopped.

"There's one thing." I said. "Can you convince Auntie to let me work?"

"I-...you're still recovering." She said carefully, her eyes concerned.

I saw her shoulders sag with guilt over not being able to fulfill my request.

"I need something. Something monotonous and impersonal. I can't take another day just sobbing in my room." I said, taking a big gulp of my drink.

She pursed her lips, contemplating.

"Sure." She said finally. "I can do that."

"Thanks." I said, raising my glass to her. She clinked it.

We spent the rest of the evening talking about nothing and I even laughed a bit here and there, which automatically made tonight better than the last two weeks. I eventually walked home, a little buzzed and feeling better than I had in a while. On the train home, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

Auntie:

Do you want to come in tomorrow?

Yoko I don't know what you said but you're a goddess.

Y/N:

Yes please.

Auntie:

Okay come in when you can.

I put my phone away and skipped past the corner store to the elevator. A brief flash of how the usual guy watched me, caused me to shiver. I had no idea what he was up to and that terrifies me. I wonder if that store would ever feel safe again? I rode the elevator up to my floor and entered my apartment. Iris was there, watching TV in the living room. She looked at me, noticing my change and in mood and offered a cautious smile.

"You had a good time?" She asked.

"Yea, and I get to work tomorrow! At least 8 hours of not sobbing." I sighed contentedly sitting next to her on the couch.

I leaned on her shoulder as we both watched the Tv go on. Iris pursed her lips before turning to me.

"So...I've decided to um. Hang around the library on Miruko's patrol route." She said while carefully looking at the TV.

I gasped sitting up straight, faltering when my back protested.

"Yea?" I said excitedly.

"Yea!" She said, smiling brightly. "I will still absolutely do our bet just...letting you know it's in motion."

"You better tell me the day you confess." I teased.

"I will!"

Our attention shifted back to the TV and we watched an episode of god knows what. I yawned, finally feeling tired enough to sleep. Wishing Iris goodnight, I headed to bed. I stripped off my clothes and went to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up a little later than intended. I forgot to set my alarm. I rubbed my eyes as I tried to reorient myself. Thoughts about Hosei and the kidnapping crept up and I quickly got out of bed. My body protested but I pushed through it, desperate to not be in this room for any longer than I had to. I got dressed in work clothes and headed out the door. The walk there was a lot more tiring than usual but when I arrived at the bakery doors, I finally felt normal. I walked in and Auntie looked at me, hesitant, then pulled me into a hug. No words. Just warmth. Just how I like it. She then asked me to check the inventory along with other duties which I happily did. I heard people getting excited and I sat confused until I turned towards the door. Then I realized I forgot something crucial that came with work.

Katsuki.

My heart stopped as I saw him walk by for his patrol. He glanced at the window and then he saw me, eyes widening. He quickly walked to the door, yanking it open. My heart stopped. Images of Hosei murmuring venomous words in my ear as endless video footage of Katsuki desperately tearing himself apart to search for me flooded my mind. My chest rose and fell in short bursts as I tried to get a hold of myself. The taste of bile rose in my throat as that conditioned disgusted response and my disgust with myself swirled in a heady cocktail that threatened to break me. I couldn't control my feelings yet. He's Dynamight. Dynamight. Not Katsuki. He's a random hero who tried to save me. He's the not the man who cried bitterly in his moments alone. He's not the man who searched for you because he loved you. He's a random hero. That's it. Answer him as Dynamight, just a hero. Like Grand or Fatgum. Even with me trying to control it, there was that undercurrent of hatred. Of wanting to hurt him. He walked up to the cashier and stopped, looking at me like he couldn't believe I was here. Why is he acting like nothing happened?

Like I didn't cause you to run away. Like I haven't been hurting you all this time.

"Are you okay?" He asked quietly.

Are you?

"I'm fine." I answered, struggling to keep my tone neutral.

"I...Are you still..." He asked, stepping marginally closer.

"I am." I said, looking away.

"I see." He said, nodding. "That's...okay."

"Is it?" The question flew out of my mouth before I could stop it.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Nothing." I said quickly.

"No, I want to know." He said

"Dynamight, you really don't." I said.

"Dynamight?" He asked, hurt lacing his voice.

"It's...It's the only way I can..." I trailed, weakly gesturing between us.

Trust me, I tried. I tried so hard just to think about you. I miss you so much. I want you to be Katsuki too but it's dangerous.

"What do you mean, Y/N?" He asked.

This isn't going to end well. Maybe I can say it without saying it?

"It clearly isn't okay. We've never had a conversation this...bad. Even when you were just a weird hero sitting in the corner." I sighed.

"Maybe not but, it's something to work through." He said.

Anger flooded my system. I could feel the venom waiting to be used. And if I'm honest...it's not just the brainwashing. I was the one hurt and tortured. The one who remembered all of the abuse and hurt. The one who can't say I love you when I finally learned to say it again. He could find somebody else, I no longer can.

"You're not working through it. I am." I seethed.

"You're not the only affected Y/N." He said, eyes narrowing.

"Trust me we all watched you-." I gritted my teeth. "We should stop talking."

He flinched before recovering.

"Maybe the more we-" He started.

"Katsuki, I don't want to fucking talk. Go do your job or something." I said, venom leaking into my voice.

It was like his name activated the brainwashing. Suddenly, I was on the back-burner and this hateful persona took front. She wasn't gonna make him leave. Not really. She was gonna goad him into staying so she could hurt him so bad he had to leave. I tried willing myself to go to the kitchen, to walk away somehow. To force this to end but I wasn't successful. My feet stayed planted.

"Y/N, I know that's not you talking." He said, trying to rationalize the hurt he was feeling.

"It's me now. Leave." I said, gritting my teeth. "Clingy is a bad look on you."

"Y/N let's go to the back alleyway and try to-" He said, trying to reason with me.

I can't be reasoned with please leave.

"Talk about what? Do what?" I said. "The damage is fucking done already." I spat out. "Get the fucking hint."

I can see you haven't slept well in weeks. I can see the pain in your eyes. You look almost as bad as I did when I was with Hosei. This is already irreparable. There's nothing to talk about.

He closed his eyes, breathing sharply in and out before opening them.

"It's not that I'm not receiving the message it's that I just-"

"How about instead of pushing something I don't want, you run away like you did when-" I started before Yoko clapped her hand over my mouth.

Thank you Yoko.

"Hey Dynamight. Can I talk to you outside?" Yoko asked.

I didn't look at him, I looked away. I knew what I said was too far and enough got out of my mouth for him to know what I meant. I peeked at him, confirming my beliefs. He looked, hurt and embarrassed. I embarrassed him. That was a vulnerable moment and I fucking used it against him. He looked at me, then at her as she let go of my face. She walked with him. They went to the front and exchanged some words that I didn't have the heart to decipher. I turned around heading to the back and sat in the corner.

A few minutes later, the door opened. Someone walked into the kitchen. Yoko squatted down, sitting beside me.

"I'll admit you went way too far just now." She said, softly.

"I'm painfully aware." I said.

"Auntie told me a bit about it but I had no idea it was that bad." She continued.

"Yea. I know he just wants to check in and work out a game plan to fix this but I'm a complete mental case right now and if he got me in the back alley I probably would have honestly tried to beat him to death." I said, spilling everything.

"You wouldn-"

"I dreamed about it. I stabbed the body pillow I have at home. I'm not kidding." I emphasized, showing her my distress. "I know he wants to work it out but it's dangerous right now."

We sat there, stewing in what I just said.

"I could man the front when they patrol." She said

"Would it be cowardly to ask you to do that?" I asked softly after a pause.

"No. It's probably for the best right now anyway." She said.

"Thanks Yoko."

"In the meantime...if you're up to it. Maybe we can talk about...Dynamight. In small doses to try to desensitize you." Yoko suggested delicately.

"...Yea. Yea, I'm up to it." I said hesitantly.

The next few days, I worked from the back during that patrol interval. Yoko and I, in small doses as agreed, throughout the day chatted about Dynamight. The first few times were brutal but slowly I got used to the flood of feelings. Making my hate simmer to a less violent degree. I even laughed recalling something once, even if it was sarcastic. I picked up the trash, taking it to the back alley to finish off my shift...and there was Dynamight. I remembered when I stabbed the pillow in a fit of rage, trying to think about Ka- him. This was bad.

"I'm gonna call the police." I said, trying to deter him.

He took a step towards me.

"I'm not fucking kidding man. I will actually beat you to death if you stay." I warned him, trying to show him how serious I am.

He stopped, a sad look lining his features. It hurt my heart. It made me mad. It made my hateful side wanna twist the knife deeper. It made me want to run away.

"Y/N..I know you hate me right now but can we please talk? Just for a little bit." He pleaded.

He always tried to be sincere with me. Always and it made me fall for him. But right now that's so dangerous and I wish he'd get the hint. Please please please get the hint.

"No we can't." I said firmly, throwing the trash away.

I thought he'd leave but he grabbed my hand. Gently. Softly. It was another plea. For me to listen. For me to stay. And my hateful side relished it. She took the wheel and before I knew it, I punched Katsuki as hard as I could in the face. He reeled back, shocked. His nose was bleeding. I used that opportunity to kick him in the stomach and then used my gravity to pin him to the ground. He looked at me, shocked...and betrayed. My fist trembled as I fought with the urge to hit him again.

"Katsuki please go." I sobbed. "Please, I can't hold it."

I released my gravity and used all my willpower to run into the shop. A loud sob racked my body when I saw my fist bright with Katsuki's blood. I sank to the floor. I sobbed for a few minutes until I heard a soft knock.

"I'm okay. Y/N." He said, his voice muffled beyond the door.

No you're not. I know you're not, please stop pretending.

"I know you're blaming yourself. Stop okay?" He said, his voice gentle.

I covered my mouth like my life depended on it. When my mouth moved anyway, I grabbed a towel and bit down. We stayed there for a few long painful minutes. He finally, mercifully walked away. I stayed still, waiting for any sign of him outside the door. When I felt it was safe, I cried even harder. I cried because I hurt him. I cried because I missed him. I cried because I knew EXACTLY how hard he searched for me when I was missing. I kept crying until my tears ran out. After a few dry sobs, I took out my phone. I went into my contacts and found 'Father Katsuki'. I hovered over the name, wanting so bad to just tell him I still loved him and appreciated him but I knew I couldn't. It would just be confusing and hurt him more. Before I could think more about it, I deleted it. I quickly went to our messages and deleted all of them. All of our quips. All of our jokes. All of our I love you's. All evidence that there was once upon a time we actually loved each other and I deleted in one click. I felt hollow, I felt numb and I knew one thing above all else.

Things could never be that way again.

A/N: I don't know if I mentioned I'm black other than my profile but I am, so other Black Y/N's reading this please don't think that I'm someone else trying to emulate slang or anything. Also yes I still call my mom mommy. What do y'all call your moms?

#bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo katuski x reader #bakugo x y/n #bakugo smut #mha #mha smut #bakugo #bakugo katsuki #bakugou smut #bnha bakugou #bakugo katuski #momento

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I just saw your post about misinterpreting characters. It was tagged with Adam and Bucky (two of my favorite fictional characters) and though I feel like that when I sometimes read fanfics, I can never just put my finger on it and I'd love to read your take on it!

Oh lord where do I even start... alright, this might get long so apologies in advance, but I have nearly a decade’s worth of thoughts on this. The short answer is: both characters often get severely over simplified, stripped away from essential characteristics, and their understandable reaction to their respective trauma gets overlooked in order to make them more “palatable” and to favor other characters in fics.

The long answer:

Let’s start with Adam Parrish. We meet Adam when he’s only 17 years old and we learn that he is an abuse survivor who comes from severe poverty, and along the way we witness trauma that leads to Adam having a disability, and later on learnt hat Adam is bisexual. Adam’s character is very realistic to someone in his position, so that he’s flawed and has issues to work through as the series goes along. These issues are presented at the start of the series through two unreliable narrators: Gansey who is proud and often self-victimizing, and Adam himself who is very introspective and lives in fear of turning into his father. Thus the characteristics the text gives us is that Adam is “cold and calculating” which is courtesy of Gansey, and that Adam is lonesome and prone to anger/arguing with his friends which is Adam’s own worries and insecurities manifesting in his chapters. And yes sure Adam at the start is -understandably- angry with the world at large and feels as if he’s ten steps behind everyone and playing catch-up, but he’s also visibly self-aware and constantly trying to curb any anger and moderate his reactions (even when they’re justified). The book also shows us through actions that Adam is sweet and thoughtful from how he acts around Blue, and shows that he develops as the books go on to be more aware of his actions, more confident in his own goodness, and more willing to show love and allow himself to be loved in return. The later books (BLLB, TRK, Opal story, CDTH) all show an Adam who is kind (his interactions with Opal), thoughtful (his constant thinking about Ronan’s feelings and not wanting to act before he knows he’s as serious/sure about them as Ronan is), a good friend (I’m just gonna.. gesture at the whole Blue/Gansey thing and how gracefully Adam handled it when they didn’t even deign to give him the benefit of the doubt), and a very loving person (which we see in his every interaction with Ronan from TRK onwards). So that’s Adam Parrish, complex and flawed but inherently a good person and a good character.

However, Fanon Adam Parrish is a different story all together because he is often stripped to whatever bare essentials would serve the fic he is in. SO, in fandom you see an Adam who is either cruel and cold, as to serve some infantilizing hurt angsty version of Ronan. You see an Adam who is angry and prone to lashing out, to serve posts about Gansey being an angel who’s faultless and constantly hurt by his friends. You see an Adam who is disrespectful and hurtful to serve posts about why it was okay for Blue and Gansey to behave the way they did to him. Or on the complete opposite end, you get an Adam who is demure, shy, and almost disgustingly helpless to serve in a fic where he needs saving or some misguided hurt/comfort thing. Adam also often gets stripped away in the latter fics from any rightful anger or sharpness that relates to his trauma. Said anger is treated as something that makes him an unlovable or annoying character (you can find these takes everywhere in trc fandom), and therefore people need to overlook it to make him more palatable to them. Adam’s anger, as we see in CDTH, is often turned inwards and is an on-going struggle for him because it still feels at times as him against the world. It’s one of the best things about his character if you ask me, because it is what he grows out of the most, and what he continues to face and develop against. This trait makes him human and shows his vulnerability. Adam in canon is touch starved and loves fiercely, but in fanon the anger he displays gets used to paint him as unfeeling or constantly angry. Even though Adam shows anger only as much as any other character in the series, and often in a way less explosive (Ronan) or hurtful (Gansey) or entitled (Blue) manner. And so the point is that fandom takes away the complexity that makes Adam Parrish who he is, and molds him into whatever is easiest to digest and shove into a box that works better for the other characters. Adam’s development and arc get completely overlooked most of the time. He is often misinterpreted as one shallow thing, when he is a beautiful mix of emotions that make him Adam Parrish, and make him endearingly and painfully human and real.

Bucky Barnes, my original fave guy, follows strongly along the same lines. All you have to do is change names and events from what I said before and you’ll get how fandom treats Bucky. What I adore about Buck’s character is that he was established instantly as fiercely loyal, loving, fun, a good friend, and someone who is so important to Steve that we see Steve take on a suicide mission to get to Bucky. The progression of the other movies deals with Buck’s trauma and shows all the new aspects to his character that stem from said trauma, while maintaining the undercurrent of goodness and humor that we saw from pre-war Bucky. But once again, the complexity of Bucky’s character and his storyline; the trauma, the PTSD, and the fact that m*rvel never lets him heal, all boils down to fandom only choosing what they find palatable about Bucky and leading with that. I have less to say about this only because I’ve been a fan for too long, and have learned to conduct myself so that I don’t run into upsetting posts anymore, and read fics with a tone and characterization that works for me, but there’s a lot of content out there that strips Buck of his characteristics so much that he might as well be an OC. I will say that you might get more leeway with content based on a movie, than you do with content based on a book (where everything is glaringly obvious in the text), but I still have to roll my eyes at most content I see for Bucky, where he’s either helpless and waiting for someone to save (did we watch the same movies??), innocent and naive in how he conducts himself (...did we watch the same movies?!), or he’s unflinchingly cool and cold and unfeeling (seriously, DID WE WATCH THE SAME MOVIES?!). So once again the endpoint is that Bucky’s misinterpretation comes from a shallow understanding of his character, or complete lack of care about how he’s portrayed so that only one trait -whatever is needed for a fic or a post- is central and amplified while everything else he is falls away. I’m not pretentious enough to say that people can’t just have fun with a character and write whatever they want about it, because they absolutely can.. I’m just saying that it’s not my cup of tea and I wouldn’t read it. In fact, I only made a couple of attempts years ago at writing Bucky myself and then decided that I would rather read well-written things about him, than try and get it right myself because I’d get all in my emotions about his character.

Tl;dr The theme of having your autonomy taken away and fighting like hell to get it back, and remaining good along the way is what makes both Adam and Bucky so close to my heart. Their respective trauma and complexity is what makes me love them both a lot, and I wish fandom didn’t often strip them away of their complexity to make them easier for fandom to digest.

#sorry.. I told you this will get long #adam parrish #bucky barnes #ravens-world #pynch #asks #mara talks for ts #trc #trc meta

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