#thanks ise!

[holdmecloser-gandydancer]

TAZ balance theme park au :O?? -ise

okay I had to twirl this around my noggin for a bit but! i believe I've figured it out

the premise: six flags over goldcliffe runs one hell of a business over the summer

1. Julia is a ride operator for like, a fairly intense rollercoaster. she thinks it's fun, her coworker Hurley lets her do the ride announcements. it's pretty cool

2. Hurley points out that there's been this one guy methodically testing out every seat of each car of the rollercoaster. it's kinda weird but she kinda hopes he might hurl or maybe he's going for a world record or something

3. Julia asks if he is, in fact, going for a world record or something

4. coaster guy says he isn't but that would be so cool. no actually he's trying to find the least intense car because he's bringing some friends to the park tomorrow and really wants them to ride this ride but they're uhmmmmm kinda weenies

5. Julia respects the commitment, also says the third one from the back would probably be the best bet

6. also Merle works as one of the costumed actors. this has no bearing on the above, I just thought you should know

#rip (reeses in pieces) #au talk #thanks ise! #asks #reese writes

[n01r-kn1ght]

✨1 K Special ✨

Thank you everyone who’s followed me for my weird and sometimes suggestive art

I don’t know if 1k is a lot of tumblr but I thought it was an appropriate milestone

Anyway, enjoy this chaotic animation as my thanks

#undertale #undertale sans #undertale papyrus #my persona #animation #1000 followers #let’s goooo #and yes #I’ve undertale-ised my voice #once again thank you so much everyone ❤️ #follower milestone

[barry-j-blupjeans]

It would have been easy to miss her if Barry hadn't been keeping an eye out. She wore a dark cloak with a silver clasp and had her hood drawn up over her head. The crowded streets of Neverwinter— Neverwinter, why was he in Neverwinter again?— pushed them past each other but for a moment, they caught eyes. He got the shortest glimpse of her face, aged, and stressed, and focused— and then recognition. Surprise.

He knew her. No, he didn't.

Fuck, wait, yes he did.

So Barry did something he had recently discovered he was very good at doing: He ran. The crowd helped him along, pushing him forward as he stumbled over his own two feet. He kept his head low, trying to get cover from the people around him. He crossed the street, and then went left, and crossed the street again, trying to drown himself into the crowd. He kept going until he was reasonably sure that he had lost her and then ducked into an alleyway.

Okay. Okay, okay, okay. Barry twisted his bag, fumbling for his inhaler. Good fuckin' Gods. This day and gone from bad to worse. He took a hit of it (and someone in his head told him to stop saying that he "took a hit" of his medication) and leaned against the alley wall, trying to breathe deeply again.

He dug through his bag, finding the little gold coin he kept with him. He was… gods, Barry wished he knew what was happening anymore. But he couldn't— he couldn't lose focus. He was looking for someone. He was supposed to be looking for someone, but, well, this attempt had hit a dead end. And, for the first time (?), Barry had come across the person who was looking for him.

He pressed a little notch on the coin, flipping back through old recorded messages until he found the right one. The coin buzzed a little, like a staticky radio line, but crackled to life with a message in Barry's own voice. One he didn't remember leaving, but he knew the words by heart by now. They were important.

"— and— and another thing— there's this… Geez, I don't wanna call it an issue, but it's kinda an issue. There's a— there's a woman looking for you. Not the one we wanna find. On purpose, I mean. God, I hate this. It's making her sound like some sorta villain and she's no— well…"

The coin sighed.

"Her name is Lucretia." There was a shuffling noise in the background of the recording, as if someone was adjusting papers. "She's— she's part of the family you don't remember. But it's— I can't stress enough how much of a no-go talking to her is. Like, even more than the others, so, so much more. In fact, if you ever see her just— I don't know, just fuckin' run, I guess. That's— Gods."

The coin was silent for a moment. Barry took another puff of his inhaler.

"There's nothing good that you can get by talking to her right now," the coin continued. "And if you talk to her, she might— I mean, I don't think she'd do anything to you besides talk, but that's— that's enough sometimes, y'know? She's… she's the reason we're in this mess. Why we can't remember ###—" Barry winced at the static. "I don't— I can't physically explain what she did, but don't— don't talk to her. If you see her, just run. Just go."

The coin went on to describe some of Lucretia's features— her eyes, the white hair, her age ("—because she wouldn't fucking listen to me about Wonderland and #### ###### ##—"). Barry thought back to the glance he had caught of the woman he passed by and just barely managed to swallow his fear about it. He hit the notch on the coin again, shutting it off. Sometimes, it would delve into static for a while, especially when talking about Lucreita. He put the coin back in his bag, along with his inhaler.

He peeked back into the streets and then pulled back into the alley. He could still slightly see from his space between the buildings, but hopefully, she couldn't see him.

Lucretia had lowered her hood, and was looking around. The crowd had thinned some, just enough for her to stand in place without being pushed around. But her eyes never found his hiding spot and, after a moment, an orc woman jogged up to her. Barry could barely hear them over the hustle and bustle of Neverwinter, but he caught wind of,

"— just started running! What gives?"

"I thought I saw…" Lucretia scanned the area once more. Barry scooted back a bit to hide himself, holding his breath. "No, it was nothing. It's— I'm a just little on edge today, I suppose."

It was obvious the orc woman didn't believe her, but she must have known Lucretia enough to not question it. Or at least, not to publicly question it.

"You're gonna be late for your meeting," the orc woman said after a moment's pause.

Lucretia turned and while Barry couldn't hear the curse word, it startled a laugh from the orc woman. They retreated back the way they had come. Barry sighed, relaxing a little.

Okay. Okay, time to regroup. Refocus. Once he felt it was safe, he stepped back into the street again, carefully retracing his steps to regain his bearings. From here, he'd go to Farnfoss. There was an enchanted forest that supposedly protected some powerful magic items— it was a better lead than nothing.

As long as he made it there alive, at least.

#somewhat inspired by the post just made by anistarrose #so thank u rose <3 #taz #taz balance #barry bluejeans #lucretia #mine #ise cube writing #:D

[dykehayleywilliams]

you're the most toxic parablog on paramoreblr and you encourage bad paraopinions 🫵

kicking my feet and blushing ☺️💕🥰💖

#thank you ise #i feel loved again

[bleachbleachbleach]

Hi! I don't know whether you're interested with the topic I'm about to discuss, it's about the relationship between Kyouraku and Nanao. Lol. All we know until the end of TYBW is Kyoraku and Nanao are officially revealed as uncle and niece. Only to that point, no more no less. But yesterday I scrolled over Instagram and found somebody commented in a post about Kyoraku, asking 'Kyoraku and Nanao are married right?'. Of course, people are denying it (some even said he's married to his zanpakutou lol). Later, there's this one guy went 'YES THEY'RE CANONICALLY MARRIED AND YOU PEOPLE JUST DON'T ADMIT IT'. Then he got himself explaining about the moment in chapter 651 (when Nanao asked Kyoraku to gave her sword back, when she said something about 'The man I adore will laugh at the curse'), there's a kanji word on that scene that defining Nanao's love confession to Kyoraku that leading into their marriage (sorry I forgot which word, but it's on the exact scene I wrote before). At first I was certainly sure this guy most likely misinterpreted the situation. But later on, I asked myself, what if I'm the one who didn't understand what I read? What if they're actually married and I didn't realize it. Idk, but if it's true I feel like it somehow ruin the atmosphere of the story (plus I'm sure both of them never thought about marrying each other because WHY SHOULD I MARRY MY OWN UNCLE/NIECE??). That's why I wanna ask for your opinion since you're indeed a thorough reader of Bleach, are they indeed married? Or is there any indication they cross the path and begin as husband and wife? I'm sure none of us wanted it, imagine marrying our own uncle lol. Your analysis lighten up my soul as a die-hard fan of Bleach who loved to contemplating every simple detail of the story lol. Thanks before!

I’ll begin by admitting that I am not someone who is bothered by fictional cartoon ghost incest, so if Kyouraku and Nanao want to be married, sure, go be married! I’m 1000% certain weirder marriages have and will continue to happen in the Seireitei. But the part about this conversation that’s interesting to me is—

Well, let’s start from the beginning!

"Marriage" is on the table here as a thematic concept because of the Ise Curse, wherein Ise women marry men, and the men always die (and their children are always women). Nanao’s mom tried to cheat the system by marrying out of the Ise Clan and into the Kyouraku Clan, but her husband still died anyway.

Nanao’s line isn’t inherently about marriage—she uses the phrase お慕いする人 (oshitaisuru hito). お慕い (oshitai) is an honorific way of expressing admiration/respect/adoration/pining. But, especially with those last two, you can see the valid potential to read the line romantically. However, it can also be used in reference to a grandparent, a teacher, or other non-romantic partners for whom you feel deep admiration.

Bleach 651

Given that the context is Nanao’s mother’s love life, and a curse that governs the love lives (and/or marriages) of Ise women, I think it’s reasonable to read that context into Nanao’s line, as well as into Kyouraku’s response (a small but witting smile), and to understand this exchange as romantic.

She's definitely talking about Kyouraku to Kyouraku here. But is she talking SOLELY about Kyouraku, or is she also referencing some future hypothetical man? I think that’s more open to interpretation.

As far as her message to Kyouraku, I’d personally read it less as a confession of love than as an assertion of agency. This is the part love so much about this scene: She and Kyouraku are losing this fight. Soul Society is losing this war. They’re probably all gonna die and it’s all beginning to feel a little preordained, a little like just deserts, a little like past romances being crushed by a cruel and inescapable family curse. For Nanao to say this now, in this moment, is to ask Kyouraku to stop protecting her and to let her join this fight―no matter the odds, no matter the sense of inevitable and pre-governed fates. Because the Kyouraku SHE knows doesn’t take shit from "fate"! He laughs at such things, and he believes, in the deepest core of his being, in a mutable world. This is what Nanao loves and admires about him. 

She reminds him of this, and he smiles. They did not come here to die at the hands of the Wandenreich, or to fall to punishments meted out for crimes that are and are not theirs. If they have crimes to answer for, the answer is not death. There’s other work that must be done, on the other side of this. If Kyouraku can believe that about the Ise Curse (and Nanao's future love life with this future hypothetical man) and give Nanao her sword, then he can believe that about this Thousand-Year Blood War.

Can that faith and devotion also be read romantically? Yeah, sure go for it. Can it be read entirely platonically? I’d say yes, that too!

Personally, I think Nanao probably dodges the Ise Curse by being Extremely Lesbian, but whatever she ends up doing I’m pretty sure it involves a lot of sex and even more forms of love than that amount of sex that don’t have anything to do with sex OR romance. But that’s all beyond the purview of this scene. XD

#thank you for the ask! #uhhhh two months ago but again i promise our tardiness is not for lack of interest! just stress and time #but my shame at how tardy these are is greater than my stress about the work i should be doing rn lol #kyouraku shunsui #ise nanao #bleach tybw #bleach manga #bleach カラー #bleach meta #no brain just bleach #asks

[ceilingfan5]

Bonus features for Star Stickers, please? 🥺🥺🥺 thank you. -ise

oh my god i got this ask and every idea left my body

STICKER STARS my beloved sticker stars, the longest fic i have published by myself, soon to be surpassed with unnamed cruise fic (81k as we speak) (i have written roughly 40 thousand words this week) (i think my adhd meds are working)

it's wild to consider--what parts weren't written?? i've mentioned it before but when i'm writing a fic, especially a long one, i really Live In It. like it absorbs me completely. it's most of what i think about and it's like swimming in imagination

and sticker stars CONSUMED me like nothing before???

i wrote it very fast (not as fast as im writing cruise fic rn but at the time it was nuts, i felt like i was possessed) but less than a month (it's 66.5k) and i finished it either DURING or RIGHT AFTER parent teacher conferences jesus

something something the best inspiration is not being allowed to write?

here are the full lyrics to the two songs i wrote

and taako's song had a melody!!! it was just a little doodle, i didn't pursue it, but check it out here

also my planning document was uuuuseless and this was like, the second or third edition, wont someone properly teach me how to outline, please i am dying (<- was a fucking writing center coach in college, fucking knows)

it was ailem's idea to have an epilogue and i love it so much, it turned out really sweet

oh fuck i gotta go bye i have to have lunch with my coworker

#bonus features #sticker stars #thank you ise i can always count on you

[luuxxart]

“I never get tired of this view!”

#persona 5 #goro akechi #akira kurusu #shuake #akeshu #hi don’t mind me it’s just my hotel hc #it’s all. of course. tied into the mamma mia au but that ended up phasing into my personal hcs for Akira #Which is to Say. #his mom runs a hotel called the Cherry Blossom on an island called Tsurukame-tō off the coast of Ise #weddings are the specialty because the pavilion features a good view of Meoto Iwa (the lovers) #I’ve got. uh. 20k into my immediately post-p5r fic I think #not counting the 10k of the summer chapters I’m writing while playing strikers #it literally jumps off from Akira seeing Akechi in the window of the train #and I think I’ll probably end it where Akechi’s hotel flashback happens in ‘everyone’s a ki//er’ #ALSO I JUST HIT 1000 FOLLOWERS HOLY HECK #THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹💕💕💕💕💕💕

[candyredappledragon]

hon, you're not doin' yourself any favors by deprivin' yourself of sleep. get some good rest.

....i dont t..ghink i can? i feel weird.... ow

#rotomblr #pkmn irl #thanks for the ask! #trnr kieran au #text post #did.. that odfdish ise sleep powder... #i just realized thatf..

[sunsetcowboy]

Haha, I went to the doctor today and had several people say "WOW you look so young/good for a twenty something year old," like, "Um, thanks!"

#not just m e but my d ad too. a d octor thought he was one of my b rothers💀loool no that's l iterally my d ad #i just tell p eople i get it from p arents #anyway just f unny usually it's one p erson but it was l ike every one t oday..maybe it was the large c oat #rin posting #I'm not a h uge f an of being c omplimented(a ppearance w ise)but that was just kinda ni ce #l ike oh that's ni ce that p eople t hink i look good...okay well great..thanks #never know what to do with that i nfo but it sure is i nfo lo l

[bleached-socks]

Women’s Soul Reaper Association Interview

By Shuhei Hisagi

Interview of the President of the Women’s Soul Reaper Association Lieutenant, Yachiru Kusajishi, and Vice President of the Women’s Soul Reaper Association, Nanao Ise by Lieutenant Shuhei Hisagi from the Seireitei Bulletin

SH: Hello ladies, it’s good to have you here.

YK: Hiiii Hisa-Hisa!

NI: Thank you for having us.

YK: Yeah! Thank you!

SH: So you guys are running the Seireitei Sexyman Tournament

NI: Yes, we’ve been working very hard at it and we are very pleased so far.

SH: So tell me, how did you come up with the idea.

YK: It was my idea!

SH: It was… your idea?

NI: Well sort of…

YK: It was! When Kenny and I went to the World of the Living looking for Ichi, we heard some people talking about a big thing, it was a… tumbler sexyman tournament I think? Then I came back and suggested we do one of those. I’m still not clear on what it is but it’s very fun!

SH: Ah I see.

NI: Once she told us about it, we, and by that I mean I, researched it to see what it was that she was actually suggesting we do. Once we did, we thought it sounded like a great idea. It combined the motivation we had during our photoshoot fundraiser, but doesn’t violate the subjects’ right to privacy.

SH: You’ve marketed this tournament as a fundraiser. How exactly are you making money off of this?

NI: Well, the thing is, we were so excited planning it that we didn’t actually think of a way to make money off of it.

SH: That does clear some things up.

YK: But it’s fun though, so who cares?

NI: *sigh*

SH: So anyway, how do you think the tournament is going so far?

NI: I think it’s doing well in terms of popularity and distribution. There has also been a decent amount of campaigning for various competitors. It’s lovely to see people getting so into it.

YK: I was campaigning for Kenny!

NI: Vice President, you don’t even know what this tournament is about.

YK: Nope! But I think Kenny should win anyway.

SH: Uh, moving on, might I ask for comments regarding the large delay between the quarterfinals and semifinals, the later of which has not yet been sent out?

NI: Unfortunately, that was due to a problem with the program that we used to make the tournament. The app that Miss Inoue from the World of the Living recommended us to use kept crashing and causing our computer to freeze up.

SH: Wow, that is very unfortunate.

NI: I know, I was so ashamed that I was unable to fix it.

YK: It’s okay Na-Na, computers are mean.

SH: So, have you been able to fix it?

NI: Yes we have. We’ll begin getting the polls ready as soon as this interview is posted.

SH: Excellent. I have one final question, and this one is not from me.

NI: I’m a little wary, but go ahead and ask.

SH: During my brief interview with him, he expressed interest in wanting to sponsor the tournament. And he’s asked me to ask you if you’d let him be a sponsor.

NI: You mean… You mean we can actually make money off of this tournament now?!

SH: Uh, yeah, that’s what he was proposing, pay you to get his name on the bracket. He says it’ll be a good advertisement.

NI: Absolutely yes. We would be honored.

SH: And that’s all I have for you. Thank you both for being here.

NI: Thank you for having us.

YK: Thanks Hisa-Hisa!

*end interview*

#shows up 2 weeks late with a starbucks #sorry for the long break #I have been completely swamped with schoolwork for the past two weeks #and I decided that I needed to focus on that instead of a tournament on tumblr dot com #but one of my due dates has pushed back and I am significantly less stressed #so I’m celebrating by coming back to this #the computer problem was real btw #when I tried to update the bracket it crashed my computer #the app was photoshop #my computer does not like adobe products #and that’s valid but I get it free from my school so thats what I’ve been using #sorry for the delay and thank you for your patience #semifinals will be up before too long #bleach #seireitei sexyman tournament #sponsored by the women's soul reaper association #and the urahara shop! #shuhei hisagi #nanao ise #yachiru kusajishi #seireitei bulletin #kisuke urahara

[dastardlydaemon]

🛏️

Send 🛏️ for a headcanon about how our muses if they shared the same bed

When not close to one another, then they'd prolly be sleeping on opposite sides of the bed, as far away as possible from each other, where they'd be doing the cliffhanger. 

With dae's one foot sticking out over the edge of the bed when she steals the covers and he's just laying on his back. although he would prolly like to keep some of the covers over him at some point because even if he does run hot he likes the comfort of the covers atop him provide too.

#answered. // #wcrlocked #ise #thank you for sending this in

[holdmecloser-gandydancer]

7 (“Your smile makes me smile. No that’s cringe . . . your laugh makes me laugh- that’s even worse”) w blupjeans bc I love this song and also it's just such a Them vibe. thank u!! -ise

from this prompt list [still accepting, but i make no promises for speed lsdfkjsd]

“Toss me the tissues?” Lucretia asked as she held her hands up and readied herself to catch any wayward projectiles. Barry grimaced before chucking the box her way; he undershot it just a touch but the box landed squarely on Lucretia’s bed. “Okay, not bad!”

Barry busied himself with putting the popcorn within easy reach of the two of them. Lucretia tossed a small green pouch Barry’s way. “Green tea scented?”

“It’s good for stress! I’ve got a rosewater one over here if you prefer,” she offered, holding up a small red pouch.

He shook his head. “Nah, this one’s good. You just slather it on?”

Lucretia ripped open her pouch and nodded. “You do! It’s gonna feel gross on your hands but trust me, it’s a fun little luxury.”

They sat in silence for a few minutes, doing their best to not get the masks anywhere but their faces. They quickly realized that tissues weren’t exactly the best option to wipe the excess off with but it did the job well enough. Lucretia leaned over and snagged some popcorn for herself. Barry glanced over at her and snorted.

“What?” she asked, narrowing her eyes at him.

“Nothing, you just look silly.” Lucretia caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror over the dresser; her mask was a light pink and had actual bits of roses crushed up in it.

“Barry, I think the man with green clay smeared all over his face shouldn’t be the first one to throw stones,” she said lightly.

“Okay, you got me there.”

Another moment passed, the two of them snacked on popcorn all the while. “So, Taako and I have been talking,” Lucretia began.

“Oh no.”

“No, no, listen, Barry. You’ve gotta figure out this thing with Lup. Seriously. It’s getting unbearable for the rest of us at this point.”

“Luce, I thought this was just supposed to be a nice roommate night,” he sighed, frowning a little.

“It is! But having you hostage because you look silly is an added bonus,” she admitted. “It’s not just you. Lup’s being as impossible about this whole thing as you are.”

“I don’t really think there’s anything to be impossible about,” Barry defended. So what if he’d been mooning over Lup for an embarrassingly long time? Given the situation they were in, the absolute last thing he was willing to do was put whatever relationship he did have with Lup in jeopardy. Sure, there was a massive reward possible but the risk was far too substantial to make it worth it.

“Barry, come on. I know you’re scared. That’s fine. But you’re making yourself miserable. You love her, yeah?”

“I mean, I love the whole crew,” he sputtered, certainly turning cherry red under his mask.

Lucretia rolled her eyes dramatically. “Sure, dude, we all do but you don’t see me looking wistfully at Magnus or trailing Merle like a puppy, do you?”

“Like a puppy?” he asked, horrified. He knew he’d been more obvious than he cared to be but he surely thought he’d been doing a decent job at keeping his dignity.

Lucretia grimaced. “If it makes you feel any better, Lup’s been doing the same thing. So Barry, let’s try that again: you love Lup, right?”

Barry sighed and flopped back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He didn’t want to go on denying. Didn’t want to keep living with this massive empty space in his chest. If he perma-died tomorrow, he didn’t want to die with it unsaid. “Yeah. I do. I am embarrassingly, completely, unbearably in love with Lup.”

Lucretia squealed and clapped a little. “That’s a big first step, you know! Now, let’s help you figure out what to do about it.”

“Luce, no—”

“Nope, no takebacks! Lucky for you though, I can help. Please, please, Barry. You can write up a little note if you want so you don’t have to worry about like, soup brain coming in.”

“I dunno, isn’t that super childish?”

She shrugged. “Maybe. And I’m not saying this has to be it but it might be nice to get some words out.” She reached under her pillow and grabbed a worn journal with a pen stuck inside its pages. She brought her knees up to her chest and rested her journal on her makeshift desk. “Okay, what do you want to say to Lup?”

“Um. Gods. Okay uh…hmm. Okay, Lup: your smile makes me smile?” He ventured before sighing. “No, that’s cringe. Um…Your laugh makes me laugh—no that’s even worse. Shit.”

Lucretia looked over at him. “I think you’re overthinking this. What made you fall for her?”

“Everything,” he said immediately. “Like, we all know she’s hilarious and beautiful. Obviously. But she’s whip smart, catches mistakes in stuff I’m supposed to be an expert in. A-and she’s so kind. Um. Really early in the mission, like Cycle six or seven, was just hell. It was the one with the severe weather and the carnivorous plants and the really hostile government. It was getting to me. And one night when I thought everyone was asleep I was crying in the kitchen. Just bawling. Snot running, the whole shebang. And Lup came into the kitchen and I tried to make it look like I wasn’t crying because it was embarrassing. But she didn’t laugh. She sat next to me and we talked about it a little bit and it was like I was seeing her for the first time. Really seeing her. We weren’t colleagues then; we were peers. Friends, even.

“And I thought it would be this fleeting thing. But then the animal world cycle? Seeing her with the mongoose family? I was lost. And I’ve been lost for years. She makes me feel lost and found and seen and heard and like what I say actually matters. I’m hopelessly, endlessly in love with her. And I don’t know what do with all this love.”

Lucretia watched Barry, scribbling down a note without looking at the paper all the while. She paused for a moment, waiting to see if Barry would continue. When he didn’t, Lucretia carefully ripped the page out of her journal and tore the jagged edges off. She folded it carefully and set it beside the popcorn. “Give it to her. The love, that is. I’m serious. Like I said, Taako and I have been talking. You’re both being ridiculous and delaying the inevitable. Personally I think you should march down to her and Taako’s room right now but to each their own.”

Barry laughed at that and Lucretia was glad that some levity returned to the room. “Thanks, Luce. It’s still going to take time, I think. But thank you for listening. Even if this felt more like an interrogation.”

“What can I say, I’m learning a lot on this mission. And if you have anything, it’s time. Just don’t waste too much of it.” She smiled before grimacing a bit. “Ow okay, I think my face is all set up, let’s go wash these off.”

“Right behind you, I’m tired of looking like a mucus man.”

“Ew!”

#rip (reeses in pieces) #Anonymous #thanks ise! #reese writes #listen i love and hold tight to the idea of barry and luce being roommates and besties and her and taako being Fed Up sldfjs #blupjeans #technically #lup isn't actually here oops #barry bluejeans #lucretia #also I'd never heard this song before but it's a bop and also a blupjeans song so you're so right!

[umbraastaff]

2 (Do you plan each chapter ahead or write as you go?), 13 (what’s a common writing tip that you almost always follow?), 14 (What is your most and least favorite part of writing?), and 40 (If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?), please :O? -ise

from get to know your fic writer! send q's ;)

2. Do you plan each chapter ahead or write as you go?

Depends a little on the fic, but I generally like to know overall structure before I get into anything big enough for multiple chapters! for I Saw Seven Bounties for example, that was pretty episodic so I didn't know what every chapter was specifically going to be, even though I knew the ending. for Trapped In Active Depart on the other hand, I do know all of the scenes that will be in it, but there's room for extra if I get sudden inspiration :)

13. What’s a common writing tip that you almost always follow?

Huh... the thing about varying sentence length/structure, maybe? I think I'm pretty good at that - though maybe just by being the king of egregious not-technically-run-on sentences.

14. How do you write emotional scenes? Do you ever feel what the characters feel? Do you draw from personal experiences?

I definitely have the easiest time writing characters I can relate to better, so I'd say I draw from personal experiences. However, I'm somewhat inclined towards... like, detachment? So an experience I frequently have is feeling completely normal about writing something and then getting responses that are like "WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS SO SAD" and I'm like oh right that is sad. Damn. You're welcome?

27. What is your most and least favorite part of writing?

most: finding character voice in both dialogue & narration! i like matching the source tone and playing around in it least: wdym i have to make a "coherent" "plot"

40. If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

UM that's hard because I'm legit so delighted by any fanart!!! But if I had to think of scenes I think would be interesting visually...? Barry & Kravitz's fight on the train in ISSB has fun stuff in it, and uh, Time Belt has cool aesthetics! TIAD has stuff I'd call out too but it'll be a while :)c

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[barry-j-blupjeans]

Arcade Carpet and Totally Chill, Nothing Can Prove Otherwise with Dealer's Choice :3

object + emotion prompt list here! send some in!

18. Arcade carpet

4. Totally Chill, Nothing Can Prove Otherwise

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"Sir," said the tiny fancy boy at the prize counter, "are you using wizardly magicks to make the funky fresh carpet pattern into penises?"

The air was rich with the smell of sweat and obtrusively smelling cleaning products. Taako had been on shift for exactly four hours so far and it was not getting any better. It wasn't getting any worse, either, but who could say what would come next? The lights were just as flashy and headache-y as usual. Taako had snuck to the sound booth (read: the computer that controlled all the music that had a neon label that said SOUND BOOTH) and lowered the music to a reasonable level, but some godly power had turned it right back up.

Honestly, who could blame him for having a little fun? The worst day at a children's arcade was better than the best day at a court-ordered anger management class. Or however that saying went. He usually wouldn't revert to messing with the decor until about five hours into his shift, but he was feeling a little spicy today.

Plus, it's not like anyone could prove it was him.

"Nah," Taako said, leaning against the counter. "It's always been like that."

"It— it hasn't," the fancy boy says. He's got a light-up wand that he got from Taako's counter earlier. He'd been in here for an hour or so already, methodically going around the building and figuring out how to get the most tickets. He'd already come up to Taako four times to ask about game mechanics. "It was triangles and circles before."

"Mmmmh, nope," Taako said. "It's always been dicks."

The fancy boy frowned, looking at the carpet again. He took a few steps back towards the gaming area and then stopped.

"No, sir, it stops here," he said. "It's— it's very clearly not penises from this point onward— oh, well, now this is just rude, sir."

The floor magicked back to normal, except for about a two-foot circle around the fancy boy. When he took a step, the far superior, expertly crafted pattern followed him like a shadow. He scurried back up to the prize counter, a scrutinizing look on his face. He then glanced over his shoulder, as if someone might be watching their interaction. Honestly, Taako figured that if someone was spying and able to hear over the suddenly deep chorus of Fireflies by Fantasy Owl City, they deserved to hear every word.

But the fancy boy seemed to think the coast was clear. He leaned over the counter and said, in a low voice,

"Is magic not banned in here?"

"Read the sign, kid," Taako said, pointing the the sign above his head that read "NO MAGICKS ALLOWED IN THE ADVENTURE ZONE©." In smaller text, below it, it read, "for full Adventure Zone© magic related rules and services, please see one of our friendly PARTY MEMBERS for details."

"Yeah, but you just did magic," the fancy boy said. "So there's no like, barrier or runes to stop magic use inside the building."

Taako liked the turn this was taking. He raised his eyebrows at the fancy boy.

"You could say," he said. "And why, pray tell, are you asking?"

"Well," the fancy boy said. "If I pay the games the normal, non-magical way, it'll take me approximately nine hours to get enough tickets for the detective kit you have on the wall."

The fancy boy pointed at the wall of prizes. Near the very top, above the long plush snakes and the bin of Hot Wheels, a shiny play-pretend detectives kit was sitting, priced at 14,000 tickets, which was truly absurd.

"Only, I don't have nine hours, sir," the fancy boy said. "And frankly, I don't have the pocket money for five hours. So if, maybe, we could turn a blind eye to the rule— which seems very important and I respect that— then I could be out of here in about, uhm! Thirty minutes, tops. And then you don't have to deal with me and the birthday party that's about to start."

Both of them looked at the mom trying to wrangle her excited child through the doorway. The child had a pin on that said "BIRTHDAY GIRL". She looked like a feral cat.

"That's a tempting offer, little man," Taako said. He glanced around. No one was gonna come up to the prize counter any time soon. These kids were too sugar-powered to care about anything more than beating each other in stupid arcade games for babies. "You get me one of those fucked up bears—" Taako pointed at the wall behind him once more. Slightly below the detective kit was a poor attempt at a teddy bear, which looked more like a failed demon exorcism. "And we've got a deal."

"Deal," the fancy boy said, holding out his hand. "It's nice doing business with you Mr…" he squinted at Taako's name tag. "Tay-co?"

"You never pronounce my name like that again and we're good to go, kid."

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[strawbebby-boy]

Ur so lovecore! I adore it

aaa thank you drew !!!

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[kalpasio]

I was messing around in my art program when I started wondering what kind of kitchen kalpas would like to work in… which resulted in accidentally binge reading the domestic kalpas fic and I have gotten absolutely NOTHING done 😆 the brain rot is REAL

anyways, what do you think? I bet he’d be the type of person who would get pissed off by smart appliances

(P.S, I literally cannot read your works without covering my face with my hands and squealing— Keep it up)

-yo hey “anon”

imagining kalpas happy is one of my favorite pass times so I relate lol

I think you're right, there's no way he has smart appliances unless like we're talking golden courtyard and vill-v put them in but even then I think he would throw a hissy fit

I think I've always pictured him in the big industrial kitchens? partly because he runs a restaurant in that fic but also I think the steel is more his style. if he was in a mostly wood kitchen there is no way he doesn't set it on fire lmao

#yo hey anon!! 🧡🧡 #thank you!!!!!! #im always worried im not getting the kalpas brainrot across the way i mean to so im glad its working lol #i feel like kalpas would also be one of those people who has every kitchen appliance you dont need #like of course he has a blow torch but like #he also has a panini press and a smoker and a wine cooler and an inversion blender and a food processor and a regular blender and- #im alsp imagining him ising like an ez bake oven with rin and thats the ONLY time you will get him to use anything other than like #top of the line kitchenware #kalpas making brownies with rin is my weakness 😭😭😭