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heavenlycloud · 2 months

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le sserafim reaction to you doing a tiktok trend on them: le sserafim x fem! reader

authors note: i wrote this back when these trends were actually trending a few months ago. this wasn't requested but i got the idea while scrolling through tiktok and forgot to post it so here it is!

tw// VERY VERY light barely there suggestive remarks

sakura ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

you and your members had just gotten finished with weeks of packed schedules with little rest. finally, you were finally fixing your sleeping schedule and feeling less like a zombie and more like a human being again. your members were decompressing in their own ways like yunjin who was lost in her own world strumming on her guitar in the room beside yours. chaewon and kazuha were watching some new drama in the living room and eunchae was asleep in her room. sakura busied herself with her new hobby, crocheting, while listening to a video with her headphones on. you watched your girlfriend make her new project- a small bag made of mesh-like stitches. her brows furrowed in concentration as she tried to count her stitches in her head so not to disturb you sitting silently across from her. she assumed you were reading a new book from your online library but you were actually just watching tiktoks. after seven chapters of your novel you'd lost interest and switched to something more entertaining. you'd stumbled onto a trend of girls asking their boyfriends to hand them an orange, then asking if they'd peel it for them to see the reaction. with nothing else to do you decided to give it a try:

"kkura?" you poked your girlfriend with your socked foot and she answered without looking up from her crocheting, "yes?" you put your phone in your lap and sighed, "i want a clementine, do you know if we have any?" sakura hummed and looked up, "there's some in the kitchen inside of the refrigerator in the bottom left drawer. i just got them for you yesterday on my way home." you smiled at the mention because you didn't ask her to buy them for you yesterday, she just did it because she thought you'd enjoy them. you clasped a clip back onto one of the twists that fell into your face before you asked sweetly, "can you please get it?" without hesitation sakura nodded and said while still focusing on the hook and yarn in her hand, "gimmie one second." when she finished her row she went to get your clementine and returned with two and a paper towel.

your girlfriend sat back down and began peeling the clementines for you without you having to ask. she even pulled the little stringy parts that you hated most off and threw them away with the peels. when she handed you back the peeled fruits you asked, "why did you peel them for me?" sakura answered easily, "you don't like how the peels gets stuck under your nails so i did it. enjoy." you leaned over and kissed her cheek, "thank you, kkura." she pressed a kiss to your temple, "of course my love."

chaewon ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

despite being a part of gen z and being called one of the best gen z idols by fans, you were underqualified in one area: social media. you didn't even remember to check your texts let alone what was trending across different apps. the only reason you knew if something was on trend or not was because of fans or your friends teaching you. however, after being teased about it you promised yourself that you'd keep up a little more just for fun. plus, your bosses suggested it'd be good for fan service and engagement which was always a good thing. but, what wasn't a good thing was that little promise to keep up with trends resulted in you now being 'chronically online' according to yunjin. you scrolled through your for you page and watched yet another video of a woman asking her partner, "name a woman." after going down a rabbit hole of the same type of video you decided to try it out on your own girlfriend.

"baby." you shook chaewon lightly as she laid in your arms with her cheek pressed against your bare shoulder. she answered sleepily, "hmmm?" you grinned as you told her, "name a woman."

chaewon pulled away from you slightly and asked, "what do you mean?" you responded plainly, "name a woman." your girlfriend toyed with one of your box braids and asked once more in confusion, "any woman?" you clarified, "any woman." she then replied without a second thought, "han sohee." you let out a huff and tried again, "name a different woman." chaewon answered again with a different name, "bada lee." you could almost hear the smile in her voice that time and you whined, "you were supposed to say my name!" your girlfriend pulled away from you fully and told you, "you said 'name a woman' not 'name my woman'. there's a difference, you're mine."

yunjin ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

you were no stranger to the song water by tyla or the dance challenge that went along with it. one evening while you were on a weverse live you'd played the song after seeing people comment the title. you sang along to it and mentioned with a smirk, "i want to perform this on a stage so bad guys. i learned the dance and everything but i don't know if i'd ever be able to show you. ever since you'd randomly danced to WAP during a live a year ago, you've been monitored more than your other members. but after fans demanded for days on end you were finally allowed to post your water challenge on tiktok.

"i dunno i think you need to do it again." yunjin sat in front of you with her back against the mirror in the dance practice room. your girlfriend was acting as your camerawoman for your tiktok challenge, and she had you redo the dance nearly 15 times now. you taught her the dance earlier and she was doing it a little too well yet she insisted only you be in the video. she eyed you up and down with her gaze lingering on your rolled up tank top and sweatpants that sat low on your hips. you sighed and did the dance again along to the music before asking her, "was that one better? lemme see-" you reached for her phone and she said, "oh i wasn't recording that." your eyes widened and you asked, "wha- why not?! were you recording any of them?" yunjin shook her head and you smacked her arm, "yunjin! you had one job!" your girlfriend defended herself, "what? you can't expect me to remember what i'm supposed to do if you're shaking all that in my face." she wrapped her arms around your waist and kissed your neck but you pulled away.

you told her, "you can have me later okay? now focus!" just as you were pulling away she looped her fingers around one of the strings of beads that sat on your hips. yunjin tied a hoodie around your torso and said, "much better. now i can focus." you rolled your eyes and told her, "you're no better than a man." she waved you off, "yeah okay. just do your little dance...i'm ready now i swear."

kazuha ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

you knew that yunjin created a monster when she introduced your members to chipotle and not even a full day later kazuha was saying she missed it. every time she looked back through her camera roll for pictures to post she was sending her chipotle photo to the group chat saying she wanted it again. you found it hilarious because all it took was one bowl and she was already whining about how korea needed to get hip to the fast food chain.

one night after scrolling through your tiktok feed you saw a man recreate chipotle at home for his wife so you thought you'd try it for kazuha. you couldn't find all of the exact recipes but you came pretty close despite the fact that cilantro just doesn't really exist in korea. but knowing your girlfriend, she'd appreciate anything that you gave her so it was fine.

"zuha! baby come here i have something for you." you called kazuha to the kitchen where you had all of the food laid out in containers on the table. you handed her a bowl and said, "i made you chipotle." kazuha's eyes lit up and she nearly jumped over the table to tackle you into a hug. she clapped her hands together and you stood on the other side of the table to serve her your home version of chipotle. she was more than happy to post about it on weverse, showing the meal off to everyone especially knowing that her members weren't around to steal any off her plate.

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tinandabin · 2 years

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Another gen z reader pls!

YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND.

Yandere Muzan x Gen Z! Reader.

Also, this will contain TRIGGERING THEMES!! It could be anything, like mentions of murder, blood, obsession, anything yandere related. Basically dark content, so if you are NOT comfortable with such stuff, please do not read this post!

Okay, so before we start this shit, just know that Muzan here is kind of gonna be like, only good to you and shit.

"My love, I'm back-" Muzan announced as he started taking off his coat like they did in those 90s shit. Or not. God, my memory is fucking shit. That does not matter, for the only goal in your mind at the moment is to find a excuse to get away from this ugly orange of a demon.

"Oh no, I forgot to water my baguettes! I am so sorry, I must take my leave right now!" Just as you said that, your baguettes in the background screamed, "Hydrate us, [Name]!"

I can't even properly tell you how hard Muzan face palmed at your so stupid attempts to try and escape his affection??? And he doesn't even wanna know who you bribed to wear baguette costumes and say to hydrate them.. What did you even bribe them with???

One of them was probably Enmu.

Muzan, himself doesn't know why the fuck he finds you so amusing. It's probably because you are like, literally playing with your life. Literally.

Evidence is the time when you once tried drinking bleach because first, it looked tasty, and second, you wanted to know what bleach tastes like.

And my God, it did not taste as good as it looked like! IT WAS A SCAM. No one ever scammed you this hard. It tasted like extremely concentrated swimming pool water.

Oh that reminds you of the time when you drank swimming pool water-

And in the Taisho Era, there is no shit like fanfics or memes so Muzan can more than often find random drawings...which are memes but his boomer brain can't process what's so funny about it. Like, talking croissants are funny- no, not the ones you find on Kids YT.

But as I said there are no fanfics, and my goodness do you love reading, proof is of you reading this. So let's hope you like reading books too.

No fanfics. What can you do? Probably read Shakespeare. I'm bullshitting my way through this, please deal with it.

Of course, after reading Shakespeare your grammar and vocabulary got a lot better! Which Muzan liked, a lot.

But,,,,, you being you, now even have more ways to insult Muzan. Like,

Thou base decayed ingested-lump!

Thou perfidious weather-bitten writhled shrimp!

Thou fawning fool-born filthy rogue!

And you could go on and on, but let Muzan have a break.

It's so funny to the uppermoons, especially Douma, when Muzan is just 'scolding' them by 'gently' smashing there heads in and you come in and go, "Awww, mama duckling scolding her ducklings..." As you pretend to make a video with your phone which you don't have because Muzan broke it because he's an asshole.

And as soon as you come in, somehow all the blood disappears and everything is normal as he kisses your forehead and asks, "What are you doing here, darling, did I not tell you to not leave your room?"

Everyone present could feel the temperature drop when Muzan said that, and that was not a good sign.

"YOU AREN'T MY MOM." As soon as you said that, you ran away faster than light because you are....idk. You were able to run away mostly because Muzan let you, but trust me when I say that he wasn't angry at you, more so at the demons who he kept at your room's door to prevent you from leaving the room.

And those poor, poor demons who were now begging for their lives as Muzan glared at them, "I gave you one job, one job.."

That's just when you had to again come in, "CUT!" You yelled, "Do it again, but this time, with more feelings." The demons and Muzan nodded, "ACTION!" You said as the scene started again, this time, with more feeling.

One time you just pointed at one ugly demon and said, "This does not spark joy," Muzan killed it. And then after seeing what Muzan did to the ones you said that to, "This does not spark joy," you said to Muzan. Pointing at him.

And after that, he was seen sulking the whole day because he thinks you hate him, which you do. I hope. I don't know.

MASTERLIST

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comicallylargemango · 4 months

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Senku I. X Reader! !!

Fictype: songfic

Genre: fluff

Warning: none

A.N: h IM BACK!! With a Senku Ishigami fic!!! He has been plaguing my mind for a month so ermm ywah

Aslso N/n means nick name

HAPPY STONE DAAAYYYYYYYY

★I've rejected affection, for years and years.

At this point everyone knew Senku ishigami was a man of science, he had no time for such illogical things like love. but fate disagreed.

★Now I have it and damn it, it's kind of weird.

When you had first told Senku the words, "I Love You" he was quite shocked, in a good way, of course. a feeling of warmth and affection rose from the dark, mechanical depths of his heart. No one had ever told him that directly, though he knew from their actions and and body language, everyone had their own way of saying I love you, be it platonic or romantic.

It was only natural that he'd be tongue tied when he heard the words "I Love you." Come from your lips. He was hesitant to say it back, the three words feeling foreign 'n weird in his mouth. Never would he have thought he'd say them.

★He tells I'm pretty,

He however, is indifferent to to looks. He doesn't care about the way someone dresses, or how he dresses for that matter. He knows he looks fine.

But for some reason, whenever you were around, he found himself more conscious of his looks and mannerisms. At first he thought it might've just been hormones but never had he felt that way before, so his second thought was you. At the beginning, when you two had first met, he was... Uninterested, to say the least. But as time grew on, he found himself hyper aware and overly embarrassed whenever he did something even just slightly off character Infront of you.

★Dont know how to respond.

When you complimented his knowledge in science, it... Made him feel better, more confident. It wasn't the first time someone had complimented him before but hearing it from you just sounded better, sweeter in his ears. So much so that whenever he'd finish his projects or experiments, he'd always look for your opinion first, his first thought when making something amazing was you.

★I tell him that he's pretty too,

So it was only natural he'd start reciprocating, after all. He isn't some self centered prick, he knows feedback and constructive criticism is important. Though he was a bit hesitant of saying it out loud at first.

"Yo. Y/n." He greets you from behind. Looking at the project you had finally finished. It wasn't overly amazing or perfect, it was fine, it was... You. (In his own words.)

"Heya, Science Guy." You looked over your shoulders to greet him, smiling softly as you wiped your sweaty forehead.

Senku stood beside you, examining it for a while before turning to look at you, hesitating for a while. "Good job, N/n. I'm ten billion percent sure you're getting an A."

★Can I say that? don't have a clue.

He was patiently, (nervously, though he'd never admit it) waiting for your answer. It wasn't usual for him to give out compliments or anything of the sort.

But the way your eyes lit up, the upward curve of your lips, and the way you puffed out your chest and stood straight with confidence?

Yep, he'd have to start complimenting you more often.

"Thanks! Senku."

★With every passing moment, I surprise myself.

At first he doesn't notice it, all the acts of service and words of affirmation he gives to you completely fly over his head. It was only when Gen pointed it out that he finally realised.

"Isn't it so strange?" Gen nudges at Senku with his elbow.

Senku looks up at him in confusion. "What's strange?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Mmm, I don't know. Maybe the way you're a lot more affectionate towards Y/n-Chan than towards anyone else?" He teased, feigning innocence and curiosity.

"Dunno what you're talkin about." Senku shuts him off bluntly.

Gen has an evil smile on his face. "Oh? Then what about that gift you gave them two days ago?Or the week before that? Or when you complimented their technique despite everyone else doing just as well?" He smiles wider.

Senku facepalms, looking at Gen with an uninterested expression. "That's because it's important to reward people for their hard work, Gen."

"And it's because they have been working harder than others."

"Hmmm, is that so~?"

★I'm scared of flies, I'm scared of guys.

When Senku first acknowledged his feelings, they were small, like the bud of a flower waiting to bloom.

But when the petrification happened, the dark void gave his feelings time to ferment and grow stronger. Aside from counting every individual second, you were constantly plaguing his mind, despite his best efforts, sweet images of you and Him constantly threatened to reset the count. But somehow, he managed.

★Someone please help..

And as he broke out of the stone prison, his condition only worsened, (by condition; I mean him wanting to see you again so badly) the many memories you both had together had been modified by his feelings for you and turned sweeter, overly romanticised, if you will.

★Cause I think I'm falling inlove this time,

And it didn't help with the fact that practically everything reminded you of him.

Whenever he needed flowers for dye, boom bam a million memories of the few times he touched your soft skin.

Whenever he saw the sunrise, it reminded him of your smile, the way your eyes would shine whenever he complimented you.

★i blinked and suddenly I had a valentine. (Valentine)

It was all so surreal to him, how he managed to fall in love. someone like him, falling inlove? If you told the Past Senku he woulda laughed in your face, and then go on a rant about how illogical love is blah blah yada yada yada.

But he wasn't complaining, who would complain about having a valentine?

♪ ♪ ♬

★What if he's the last one I kiss?

You remember it like it was yesterday, the first time you'd have kissed Senku. Though it wasn't hot and steamy like how the forbidden part of your brain thought it'd be. It was more or less, awkward. But sweet nonetheless.

"Sseeeeeeeennnnnkkkuuuuuuuuuu. . ." You poked at his face, trying to pry his attention off of his experiment.

"aaaaaaAAAAAAAAA. What is it now, N/n." He groaned exasperatedly. Carefully setting down the glass jar.

"I have a question." You smiled deviously.

Senku groaned even louder, glaring at you with the most uninterested face ever. "No a car will not pull itself if you attach a magnet Infront of it, My hair-"

"No— Senku that's not—"

"—my hair stands up because I style it that way, and—"

"sENKU" you shout exasperatedly, finally getting his attention.

"What?" He stares at you annoyedly.

"Can I kiss you?" You finally ask, suddenly seeming very serious, as if you were playing mario cart with Senku's competitive ass.

Senku's eyes widened in shock, though he immediately resumes his calm, uninterested expression. "Mmmmh.. Nah." He turns back to focus on his work with a smug smirk on his face.

Already imagining the dumbstruck expression on your face, nearly doubling over laughing as he can basically hear you pout through your voice.

"wHy not?" You ask, nudging his shoulder until you get his attention.

"Because I'm busy." He deadpans.

"Too busy for just a little peck?" You tap on his shoulder to get him to look at you, then using the most girly voice you could muster:

"Pretty pleaseeeeeee??" You put your hands together to seem more convincing.

It's effective! Senku ishigami loses -10 billion willpower! (Cmon now we all know he's soft on the inside)

Senku Inhales deeply before letting out the most obnoxious exhale you've ever seen. "Fine." He grumbles. He turns his body to face you, still slightly hesitant.

He leans in slightly, waiting for you to reciprocate. When you finally get over your inner fan-girling, you lean in a little too fast and end up bumping foreheads with Senku.

He rubs the place where you two bumped in a an attempt to sooth it.

"I—im sorry! I didn't mean to. ." You look down shamefully. Little did you know that, as soon as Senku recovered, that awesomely big science brain of his conjured a devious plan. (His words not mine)

When you least expected it, he brought his hands up to your cheeks, gently making you look at him. Before he leans in and kisses you softly on the lips.

It was short but sweet. When he leaned away, he took a moment to admire your starstruck expression, smirking at his accomplishment.

Before you could respond, he tries to lick his lips as sneakily as possible so you wouldn't see. (You saw it)

"That good enough for you?"

★What if he's the only one I'll ever miss?

You knew what love felt like, (mostly from TV shows but anyway) and it was nice. But, you'd never chase it, yeah sure it makes you feel all nice and warm and cozy. You'd miss it for a little while, all the affection n sappiness. But life goes on,

That is, until you met Senku.

As you grew closer to him, you had the strong urge to be near him, closer to him. He plagued your thoughts 24/7, him and his stinky, unique, Leek hair, it was quite obvious you loved him. How could you not?

The way his eyes lit up whenever he talked about science, the determination in his eyes to finish some project of his, his... Brash and oftentimes rude personality, though you knew better. He only cared.

★Maybe I should run? I'm only 21.

Sometimes it was hard, Loving Senku. Not because he made it hard, No No, in fact it was all too easy to love him. Before you confessed to Senku, thoughts of rejection constantly plagued your mind.

Senku was a man of science, no way he'd reciprocate your feelings, right?

And so you thought just blocking them out was the right way to go, though it only allowed your feelings to get stronger and stronger until it overpowered you.

★I don't even know who I want to become.

Senku was a straightforward guy, that's one thing you admired about him. This feeling only cemented when he proudly and confidently declared he was gonna revive the human race. Despite knowing Senku for a long time, it still shocked you. Though, it would throw off anyone really.

★I've lost all control, with my heartbeat now.

One thing was for sure though, you both loved eachother. Despite Senku being a bit stiff about affection sometimes, it was clear he loved you in other ways.

whenever he looks at you, so softly, so lovingly. And that smile you knew was reserved for you and you only. It never failed to make your heart race. Whenever he complimented you, or, use the teasing banter you two always had to indirectly say "I love you"

★Got caught in a romance with him, somehow.

It was all so surreal to you, Senku? Loving you back? If you told anyone that they'd look at you as if you were insane, probably because it was an insane statement by itself. Never thought it'd say Senku and Love in the same sentence unless it was "Senku loves science".

You weren't complaining however, a life without Senku would be utterly, thoroughly, mundane.

It was already late at night, you were both laying on the grass, enjoying the stars in the sky that were previously covered by light pollution 3700 years ago. You and Senku were laying down silently against each other, enjoying this brief moment together before the morning came and Senku had to go back to his duties as the chief.

"Hey, Senku." You turn to look at him, he sighs quietly as if to prepare himself for your shenanigans once more.

"Hm?" He hums, still staring at the sky,only tilting his head ever so slightly towards you to let him know he was listening.

"Why is it that love makes you "dumb"?"

"Because, N/n, the feeling you get around someone you love is actually the brain producing the hormones called, 'serotonin', 'dopamine', 'oxytocin', and 'endorphins'." He turns to look at you to see if you're still listening, instead he finds you staring at him Intently, with the most loving gaze ever.

He freezes for a moment before continuing, a tiny of pink on the tips of his ears.

"So when the brain inevitably gets accustomed to releasing chemicals around that person it will do nearly everything to be around them, making the person do or think irrationally and illogically."

"No wonder why I'm so "Stupid" around you." You smile cheekily.

Senku scoffs before looking back up at the sky, "nah, I'm pretty sure you're just stupid in general."

"Not nice, You leekhead!"

"Since when was I nice? And stop calling me leekhead."

★I still feel a shock, Through every bone.

It still shocks Senku to his core that he managed to fall inlove, someone like him? Inlove? He even took such serious measures to insure he'd never fall inlove.

But he's glad he's let his guard down this time, cause if he didn't? He would never have gotten to Love you.

★When I hear an "I love you" cause now I've got someone to lose.

When he first (directly) said I love you, it nearly short-circuited your brain. He rarely said it, usually because he saw no reason to since he knew you knew he loved you already.

Despite it only being three words it held a deep meaning in both of your hearts, a reminder that no matter what happens you're both there for eachother.

★The first one to ever like me back,

It wasn't the first time you've had a crush before, though you haven't been through alot of romantic relationships, or any at all.

So when you decided to finally confess to Senku, him accepting the confession was the last thing you'd thought he'd do.

★I'm seconds away from a heart attack.

It never failed to catch Senku by surprise whenever you'd outwardly state you loved him,

Not to say he didn't enjoy it, of course he did. Though he'd rather die than admit it.

All those times you'd randomly bombard him with affection and praises, it sent butterflies to his stomach.

"Bill Nye the science guy! Whatcha doin?" You'd exclaim as you walked towards him.

He sighed before looking back at you, "was "Science leek", "leekhead", or "leek-haired" not enough?" He stares at you with the most tired face ever, though it was actually quite the opposite of what he was feeling.

"Shshhshhhhhsh, anyway, whatcha doing?" You playfully put a finger over his lips to shut him up. Chuckling when he sends a glare your way.

He slaps the hand away before finally talking, "I'm making a robot from scratch. It's ten million percent hard and ten billion percent exhilarating." He smirks.

He rants about all the parts and materials he's gonna need and all their uses, what they do, and how exhilarating this is.

"And then-" he gets briefly cut off when you place a soft kiss on his forehead, then his nose, and his cheek. As his brain slowly starts realising, he can feel his face heating up. Though he immediately recovers and instead the tips of his ears become red.

"Oops, my bad. You're just so cute when you rant yknow?" You smirk smugly, aware of what you just did. The smirk on your face only grows wider as you take in Senku's confused face.

As you were lost in the blinding bliss of finally managing to catch Senku off guard, he suddenly leans in close to you and presses a soft kiss to the edge of your lips, missing your lips entirely.

He mirrors the expression you had as he gives you a taste of your own medicine. "Oh sorry, you're just so adorable when your all confident and proud like that, couldn't help myself."

"You're lucky I love you, Leek boy."

"I must be the luckiest Leek in the world then."

★How the hell did I fall inlove this time? And honestly I can't believe I get to call you mine.

He still can't believe he fell inlove, especially with you, no offense, he loves you and would probably die for you but he always thought he'd be most likely to date someone with more knowledge in science,

But, he'd much rather have your curiosity and enthusiasm to learn over someone who already knows.

★I blinked and suddenly I had a valentine.

He stands there in awe, wondering what he could've done to deserve you. He thinks about all the time you've done something for him even though you didn't have to. All those times you've listened to him rant during a phone call, all those times you'd help him carry some "heavy" stuff. Even though it was actually light and Senku just has the muscles of a twig.

He looks at the telescope and the gift you made personally for him, a little star carved out of wood. You two would spend forever in his room gazing at the stars through his old telescope. He smiles softly at the star before looking back up to meet yours.

"Happy birthday, Senku."

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brainlessrot · 2 years

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Yo Toby, I read your work and was like yessss another writer to read. Anyways, I was wondering if you could write a scenario for the dorm leaders (could you switch Kalim for Jamil? If you can’t I understand) with an s/o who is very gen z and makes the comment “I came here for a good time, not a long time” after doing something reckless and the dorm leaders meaning worried for them?

Aww, thank you for being my first request, and about putting jamil in kalims place, its alright with me! dw ( ´ ▽ ` )

i had to slightly change it since having the mc repeating the same phrase like a pokemon was kinda weird, so i hope you dont mind!

Twst OB! gang with a reckless Gen Z S/O

Contents ;; GN!MC (refered to as Prefect and some other nicknames), the boys being pretty concerned about the prefects mental stability, romantic scenario with each of them separetly!

Characters ;; Riddle, Leona, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Idia, Malleus

Promt: Reaction of the boys about their Gen Z! S/O being reckless

Riddle ;;

Ah, the Adeuce duo plus Grim, or, as you call them, the bane of your existence. Joking, but even if you are quite fond of them, they are still very annoying.

And what's more annoying is when they rope you in their dumbass shenanigans. lt always ends with you four sitting in front of Riddle while he yells furiously about rules.

Now, today Ace had decided that it would be a fun thing to do, trying to parkour above the rose maze. And you all, with your collective single brain cell, decided to follow suit.

"STOP!!" His shrill voice echoed from in between a couple of bushes, his face was bright red, it almost seemed as if he popped a blood vessel, which would probably happen soon. "STOP RIGHT THERE. IF YOU JUMP IT'LL BE OFF WITH YOUR HEAD IMMEDIATELY." All of you looked from one another, emotions ranging from fear to deathly terrified on your face. But you were not going to give up. You had already gotten on top of a small building, and the pole right next to you was so, so close. And you had been so, so bored before this…

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?" You were walking backwards to propel yourself, and as your feet left the roof of the building you screamed, saying that you came here for a fun time, not a long time. As you held onto the pole, you looked back, seeing Riddle staring at you with a mix of concern and rage. As you slide down towards the floor, Riddle jogs at you, and the moment you land, with your back to him, he puts his magic pen up.

"OF WITH YOUR HEAD!" His face had slowly gone back to his normal skin color. He stepped closer to you, holding the back of the heart shaped lock. "You're coming with me. Right now." He stopped for a moment, stopping his tugging at you to look at your face "Don't you dare do that again. I… I was worried."

Leona ;;

Leona had invited you over to Savanaclaw, probably to just nap for the rest of the day. But the moment you reached the lounge he was not there, waiting for you like he had said.

Instead, there were a couple of Savanaclaw students, water dripping down their hair. Apparently, since Leona was busy doing Seven know what, they had decided to host… a pool party? All of them seemed to be having so much fun. And… it wouldn’t hurt if you joined in, right?

And so you became part of the so-called party. Taking part in their little games.

Until some of them dared, dared you to jump from the top of the rock above the water. You looked behind you, staring at that cliff for a couple of seconds, they began telling you that if you were a chicken and did not want to do it you didn’t have to do it… but oh, you were going to do it, just to spite them.

There you are now, on top of the rock, looking down on the water. You still don’t know how deep the water is, but you’d seen some people jump from up here… right? Or were they jumping from the edge down below? You shrugged, who cares! Definitely not you.

Leona cared, Ruggie had seen you talk to the beast men, and he did not want to miss Leona’s reaction to you jumping from up there. And so the grumpy lion, recently awakened from his long nap, was now walking between the mob of students, tail swaying behind him. However, the moment he saw you perched up there, it froze, and he stopped moving altogether. Just when he saw you leap and splash as you reached the bottom and broke the surface of the water he could react.

“HERBIVORE!” He ran to the edge of the water, the crowd erupting in cheers. The moment he saw your head pop up from the water he gnarled. “Are you stupid?! You could have broken a rib or somethin’!” When you jokingly told him that you didn’t really care, since you’d come for a fun time, not a long one, he slapped you in the back of your head. Muttering something along the lines of you being “annoying and dumb”. But he still carried you off to get dry in his room.

Azul ;;

You were helping your boyfriend at the monstro lounge when Floyd, tired of working, snatched you away from your own work, instead deciding that he wanted to show you the fish in the aquarium they had at the back of the lounge. Azul was slightly annoyed at this, but decided to keep his mouth shut.

That was until Floyd opened the lid and you put your arm in there, putting your body weight forward to be able to reach lower. Not only he was worried you would accidentally touch one of the jellyfishes, since they not only had the harmless and cute moon jellies, but a wide variety, like mauve stingers and compass jellies, but you could also fall inside the tank!

“Angelfish, please back off from the tank.” You both looked back at him, and he could perceive how Floyd’s smile widened, sharing similarities to the ones cats had when you tell them to not throw a glass off the counter and they stare at you, paw slowly pushing the glass towards the edge. But in this case, you were the glass.

You fell face first into the water, your clothes making you sink slightly. Some curious fish and shrimp got near you, inspecting their new “tank mate”. Even under the water and behind a heavy glass, you heard Azul’s scream, sharp and high, and Floyd’s laugh.

You saw a slightly distorted Azul come running towards the tank, and a hand yanked you back to the surface from the back of your clothes.

“Are you okay?!” Azul grabbed your face to check for any sting or cut marks, pushing you and moving it to different angles to get a better look. His hands stopped as he looked you in the eye when you told him that you had fun and wanted to do it again.

He seemed to be processing what the hell you were saying when Floyd chuckled and pointed to your leg, still underwater, where a small octopus had clung itself on, saying that it resembled Azul.

Azul blushed, but helped you get out of the tank and lent you a towel, however, he was still dumbfounded at what you had told him, did you need therapy? He could use some of his contacts for you if needed…

Jamil ;;

Ah, magic carpet rides with Kalim, they were so nice. Even as you both screamed your lungs off while he swerves, loops, and sudden falls just to pick the height back again.

Anyway, Jamil didn’t share the sentiment. It made him grow grey hairs by just thinking of you both- the boy he serves and his significant other- just seconds away from becoming pudding against the floor if Kalim wasn’t swift enough to pull at the carpet so it’d fly upwards. Which almost happened every time.

He had been doing laundry at the dorm when he saw you flying through the window, you both screaming and laughing while the wind whipped at your face.

His hold on the clothes he was hanging loosened, and fell to the ground as he rushed to the window, just in time to see Kalim try to slow down before landing, falling miserably.

He rushed through the corridors towards the dorm’s garden. Kalim and you were sprawled on the grass, legs tangled as the carpet wiggled under you both. As he saw you, he rushed to check on you both, looking over Kalim quickly before his eyes landed on you. You were still laughing, that was fun! You said, you really wanted to do that again, perhaps with more precaution, but it had been so fun.

The look of concern Jamil sent you the moment those words left your lips got rid of those thoughts, he looked so tired and so worried. You felt compelled to promise him that you’d take care and stay safe, and even stay away from the carpet if it’d make him feel better, at which he only sighed, pulling you for a hug.

“Just… Don’t go scaring me like that, okay?”

Vil ;;

Ah, the weather has been so nice lately, not too hot to melt your bones and not cold enough to freeze your toes, the perfect middle ground. Perfect to go outside.

And your beloved boyfriend thought the same way, as he had invited you on a walk. You were now waiting on top of a hill at the edge of the campus, waiting for him. As you overlooked your surroundings, you couldn't avoid staring intently downhill. You remember being a kid and laying down at the top of one, letting go and rolling to the bottom, you held those memories fondly, and nostalgia hit you hard.

And what's better to reminisce about old memories? Remaking them.

You left your bag on the grass, kneeling down as you started giggling, you had completely forgotten about your walk with Vil, fully focused on your task at hand.

And as you laid down completely and started rolling, you heard Vil's powerful voice— it was not a scream, but definitely not normal volume.

"Sweet Seven what happened to you?" He sounded agitated as he stooped you, almost near the bottom of the hill. You couldn't avoid laughing loudly, still quite dizzy from the multiple turns you had taken. You told him that you just felt inclined to do that, and the way his eyes stared at you with such attention made you believe that he was wondering how he ever started dating you. His concern disappeared as he realized you were fine, but was quickly changed for anger. You both were supposed to go on a date! And now you were covered in dirt, grass and leaves, absolutely not acceptable to be seen outside! He grabbed your elbow, helping you get up. "Go grab your bag, there is a change of plans," You couldn't resist shivering at the way his cold smile complimented his lavender eyes. "We're going back to Pomefiore for an intensive spa day."

Idia ;;

Ortho had acted as a messenger pigeon for the hundredth time today, telling you that Idia wanted to see you, since he had a “super cool UR+ surprise” for you, and you had to go as quick as you could to his dorm room.

You were now familiar with Ighnihyde’s layout, since most, if not all, of your dates and gaming nights with your boyfriend had been inside the dorm— more specifically his room.

You saw his dorm’s door with his usual “Do Not Disturb” sign still slightly skewed. You believe he had never moved it, much less removed it, not even when he was expecting you to enter, since he always seemed to know when you came and opened the door right before you knocked.

Today this fact did not change, you held your hand in front of the door as it creaked open, the faint blue light emitting from his hair lighting the ever-so-dim hallway. You playfully poked his forehead as you already had your hand up, he only clicked his tongue as he swatted your hand away, but the blush on his face betrayed that he was not annoyed. Without even a word, he opened the door completely, letting you enter before closing it behind you. You were now used to the messy interior, since after a couple of weeks of dating you became a regular guest, but today it was exceptionally chaotic. Candy wrappers and empty cans of energy drinks littered his desk, his computer still on, a random tab still open. His bedsheets were a mess, and some of his pillows even lay forgotten on the floor. Before you could tell him, “bitch you live like this?” he called you to his side. He was crouching down, rummaging in between some boxes.

He had his back to you, throwing some trash to either side while searching that UR+ item Ortho had told you about.

“Wait this is useful,” He extended his arms towards you, holding a colorful… battery? “Can you hold this for a second? thxs.” You always wondered how he managed to pronounce those ungodly words.

You held onto the battery, turning it around and on its side, it almost looked… tasty. You wondered out loud, is it edible? You could probably lick it, at most it would only zap you… right?

“WHAT?! NO!” Idia quickly turned to you, taking the battery off of your hands as your tongue poked out of your lips. “ARE YOU CRAZY?!” He looked at you like he wasn’t the dude who went outside as a flying magical tablet. “Ugh, forget it,” He hid the battery between some boxes before you got any idea. “Here, take this, and no eating!” He held out a hand, a small figurine of… you both, it looked handmade. His hair was flaring pink. “Take it before I change my mind and kick you out.”

Malleus ;;

Your boyfriend had whisked you away the moment you stepped out of your dorm during the early day, not even a ray of sun in sight, promising you to show you something beautiful. However, as you thought, he had already shown up, so you didn’t know what to expect.

He had helped you get on top of one of the old school roofs, you wonder how this thing could still hold up, since it was definitely older than Malleus, and maybe even Lilia. He held your hand tightly in his, perhaps because he was afraid you were cold, or you could slip on a mossy tile and fall, which would be, in his imagination, fatale. In his mind, as strong and tough as you had demonstrated yourself to be, you were still a human, a fragile human. And he cherished you too much to even afford to let you get a single scratch on those hands he loved to hold.

Your walking ended some steps away from the edge, overlooking the forest at the back of your school, you could see a tall tower to your left, the sun peeking from behind.

Some gargoyles shared your view from the edge of the roof, overlooking the various trees and plants. One of them, under the early sunlight, had a part of a horn that sparkled, and you, filled with curiosity, tried to get near.

But, against your worse judgement, it was early morning, and the morning dew under your feet made you slip. Malleus had been looking at you with a fond smile, but when he saw you get way too near to the edge, almost dangling, he was terrified. His blood ran cold, jumping forward to grab you before you fell off.

The moment you were on a safer spot, he held you in his arms tight, your back to his chest. You tried to reassure him, telling him that he wasn’t getting rid of you for a while, after all, weeds are not killed by frost, and you still have to annoy him a little bit more. He chuckled, but still felt a little bit shaken, so you both stayed sitting in the roof until the sun completely illuminated your faces.

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yakumtsaki · 7 months

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Welcome, everyone, to Unions In College: Targaryen edition! That's right, all my fears about the distant cousin dating situation are about to come true and as a sign of things to come, I originally started this update last weekend and then got food poisoning in the middle of it. We've finally reached the point where the Unions are making me actually vomit and not metaphorically! Because of the new pic limit, this is part 1 of the update and I'll post part 2 right after.

We have arrived at La Fiesta and everyone looks simply amazing, especially Barth in his cowboy look. As Felina and Meadow (Fedow??) immediately reconnect, we are greeted by some #MajorDormieDrama:

Apparently a love triangle between Purple Hair Glasses, Awesomely Dressed Raver Dude and Former Blue Dog Shirt has formed right under my nose! It's so moving to see how between Gunther, Cyn and Sophito, we have used and discarded all 3 of these people multiple times over each generation❤️

-Screw you, Former Blue Dog Shirt, I gave you my precious dormie heart and this is how you repay me?? -I'm sorry, Purple Hair Glasses, it's just that we know each other so well that things got stale!

Seriously when did you dormie losers even find the time to develop relationships?? Last few gens we've been staying at the dorms for about 20 seconds each run like wtf.

ANYWAY, let me go give the kids makeovers and definitely not deal with something that will make me think my hood is corrupted and cause me to have a mild heart attack!

CLAIRE WTF ARE YOU DOING HERE

-There's some empty rooms so I'm moving in!

WHAT. YOU'RE LIKE 60YO

-Once a dormie always a dormie! Lakshmi is coming too!

WHAT

-Hi Mom! -Hi sweetie, I'm here to relive my youth!

I don't have any pics after this as I was FREAKING TF OUT. After Claire, Laksmhi aka Blue Meatballs aka ANOTHER 60 YO FORMER DORMIE WHOSE KID IS ATTENDING COLLEGE ALSO MOVED IN. I'm pretty sure if the dorm wasn't at capacity Stacy was also gonna move in, WTF.

Mercifully I resolved this shit by going to the main hood and having everyone's elder birthdays, they were only a few days away anyway, and once they turned into elders they fucked off and new dormies moved in. I think it was some unintended consequence of the no dormie regen mod??? No idea but it was SCARY.

Moving on, I was worried whether Fedow's teen romance was gonna translate to college but I legit didn't even have time to give them makeovers, it's straight to Daniel's old room where all the CC is missing!

-Can you please read the undecorated room and fuck off?

Yes yes, let me catch up with the rest of our beloved dormies..

Oh look, a newly-generated dormie is here, ok, we are safe from the crazed geriatrics!

-Hiiii I'm your new age-appropriate dormie friend :)

-As am I!

I'm so happy to see you guys I'm not even gonna comment on the fact you're both Don clones, will this face template ever stop haunting me?? Well whatever, looks like no dormie marriages for us for a while..

-WHAT?!?!

Omg Miss Havisham I didn't see you there in your bridal veil and underwear, of course we'll marry you!

-Really? You mean it??

Let's move on!

Aww, Fedow is back in love! Note that this happened so fast I still have not been able to give them them their makeovers. Alright Meadow, falling back in love so quickly seals it, you're marrying in!

-YAY🌞

Now it's time to gaze upon your LTW panel and see what awaits me and I'm certain it won't shake me to my very core!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

MEADOW WHAT THE FUCK

Frankly I don't even feel bad for myself, this is what I deserve for violating the 'no family aspiration spouses' rule I instituted after Wyatt. So to recap, Felina wants 3 top-carreer kids and Meadow wants 6 married off ones!! Fml!!!

-You know, Spice, the more I look at your nose the more I think you should invest in a good, wide-brim hat like your father. -The more I look at Meadow's LTW I think you should invest in some birth control.

VERY TRUE. Ok Felina, please fuck off so I can introduce the cousins.

-You're not gonna introduce ME?!

Ya I think people know both you and Bartholomew all too well if anything!

We begin with Spice, Sugar and Claire's shockingly good-looking-until-you-look-at-him-from-the-side-and-see-the-Don-nose son. I gotta give it to Claire's gene's, they put up a heroic fight.

Neat: 10 Outgoing: 6 Active: 10 Playful: 3 Nice: 5 Aspiration: Knowledge Secondary Aspiration: Fortune One True Hobby: Science LTW: Become Game Designer Major: Art

Introducing this generation's punching bag aka Reginald and Half-Alien-Prof's son, Britannicus. Here he is being hit in the face by a baseball thrown by Barth.

Neat: 9 Outgoing: 9 Active: 7 Playful: 5 Nice: 3 Aspiration: Fortune Secondary Aspiration: Popularity One True Hobby: Fitness LTW: Become Hall of Famer Major: Poli-sci

Julian and Stacy's daughter, Sunsent, whomst we've already met and I LOVE, I'm obsessed with her face.

Neat: 8 Outgoing: 8 Active: 1 Playful: 5 Nice: 7 Aspiration: Popularity Secondary Aspiration: Pleasure One True Hobby: Cuisine LTW: Become Icon Major: Drama

Meadow, whose teen outfit I actually sat down and converted to adult because none of the existing conversions of this iconic outfit were accurate enough for me!

Neat: 4 Outgoing: 4 Active: 4 Playful: 7 Nice: 6 Aspiration: Family Secondary Aspiration: Pleasure One True Hobby: Nature LTW: Not gonna type it Major: Art

Last but certainly not least, June and Blue Meatball's daughter, Cyan, who is a super nice FREAK just like her mommy. She also has one of the iconic @lamare-sims custom LTWs, make 10k playing poker, I had a lot of fun giving her a stereotypical poker pro makeover huhu

Neat: 9 Outgoing: 3 Active: 8 Playful: 4 Nice: 10 Aspiration: Pleasure Secondary Aspiration: Fortune One True Hobby: Tinkering (she's a Tinker-Union, awww) LTW: Make 10k Playing Poker Major: Math

Cousins aren't the only thing we brought to college with us, as someone also brought over this FUCKING COLD that's been ravaging the neighborhood this entire generation.

I've been tracing this thing and I'm pretty sure it originated in Claire's household where fucking Wilfred came home from work sick and he passed it to Spice, then Spice came over to visit his bum dad Sugar, passed it to the main house, then Sunset came over from school with Barth, got it from the main house and passed it to the June/Julian/Blue Meatballs/Stacy household who then passed it to Daniel's household. So basically the only unaffected house is Gunther and Melody! That's why never seeing your kids is the right call.

We spend our first night skilling as everyone this generation is a complete moron with no skill points. I had both Barth and Felina choose the psychology major as I feel they will need those skills (for vastly different reasons) given their LTW's and Barth wastes no time putting his new charisma skill point to good use!

-YOU SICKEN ME, DON-FACED FUGGO. NOW GO ON A DATE WITH ME

Bro I can't. This is the first LTW so far where I actually feel like I CAN'T DO IT. How tf am I gonna convince 20 sims to sleep with this freakshow?!?!

-Did someone say chin filler??

NO I DID NOT, GUNNAR, GET OUT OF HERE, I'M NOT THAT DESPERATE

-Wooo mama, he can Roque my Gunnar if you know what I mean!!

ABSOLUTELY NOT. We've made some questionable choices in this legacy but Gunnar Roque is where I draw the line, that chin is not entering our gene pool.

-I'm not saying I'll marry him!

OH PLEASE BARTH BE FOR FUCKING REAL. It's been 5 generations of this bullshit, we all know if I let you date him you'll be rejecting every sim and forcing me to marry you to the ugliest and creepiest option. NOT HAPPENING

-Don't worry, Gunnar, I will fight for us!!! -That's fire bro, let me know, I'm around. Peace. -Oh God, we're a match made in heaven! How can you stand in the way of true love??

What? Sorry I spaced out, I seriously can't believe this comparison between your chins. God.

-JUST BECAUSE I'M FIGHTING FOR GUNNAR DOESN'T MEAN I WON'T ALSO FIGHT YOU, BITCH! SNEAK ATTACK! -SAVE ME, MEADOW!

-Lalala, painting pretty pictures for one of my six nurseries🎵☀️

Meadow, I'm getting a distinct feeling that you might turn out to be my worst nightmare??

Anyway, time to invite over placeholder Jimmy Phoenix so we can start the arduous process of getting into our Greek House, Britannicus is up first-

-AND WE DISCOVER HE MIGHT HAVE SOME GUNTHER BLOOD IN HIM AFTER ALL LOL. THIS WAS LITERALLY HIS FIRST INTERACTION WITH HIM, GO BRIT

Boy, that escalated quickly and I think we have Sophito to thank for it. He dumped Jimmy and then forced him to stick around and watch him bang the entire campus, making him desperate enough to go for Britannicus! Family truly means helping each other out❤️

Jimmy lingered here after Britannicus got in in record time, so I seized the opportunity to have everyone befriend him so we can leave this dump asap and move to our own dump.

-So, Jimmy, I'm a pleasure aspiration and if I were to get into the house I'd be constantly throwing parties and inviting all my family! ALL my family, like my uncle Sophito! -Nice try, Cyan, but you're way too late! 10 minutes too late, to be exact, since that's how long I've been an incredibly serious relationship with Britannicus!!

-BRITANNICUUUUUUUUUUUS... THE STARS SHINE UPON YOUR NAME -Oh my.

JIMMY. REIN IT IN, FAM

-I will not!

-So ya, that time with Sophito doesn't count so I can't wait to have my very first woohoo with my lover, Britannicus! -That's great, can I please join the Greek House now? -Oh is that why I'm here? Sure you can!

Alright flops, pack it up, time to fuck off to the Greek House.

-LOVE HAS MADE YOU SOFT, FAILINA -THAT'S A PROBLEM YOU'LL NEVER HAVE, VIRGIN

See you in part 2!

#gen 4 #ts2 #long post

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frostfangalphabitch · 7 months

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Yo, have you played older armored core games, which ones would you recommend, and how would you recommend one goes about playing those games?

I have played the older games! I adore this series, and it's been a favorite of mine since I was a kid. I started with Generation 3, so that's going to be my recommended starting point, but there are a few places you could start.

Here's the TL;DR: The games from Gens 1, 2, and 3 are good, Nexus and Last Raven are excellent. All of those use a very different energy system from AC6 which might take some getting used to. Gen 4 is also fantastic and has extremely fast-paced combat. Gen 5 isn't terrible but is not looked upon fondly, and these entries are kind of only half a game without the online features. Also, pirating is illegal! But if you already own the discs, you can get the images off Vimm's Lair.

As a rule, I'd suggest going from older to newer. The original game used L1 and R1 for looking up and down and didn't start using the second stick for look controls until Nexus, which is in the middle of Gen 3. With that in mind though, here's my general guide to the games.

Generation 1 (AC1, Project Phantasma, Master of Arena) is a decent starting point. The games are unforgiving but still play pretty solidly even now. If you're willing to go back to PS1 games and don't mind failing and starting over until you finally figure out how to pilot your tank-controls mech, Armored Core 1 is a great place to start. Generation 2 (AC2, 2: Another Age) is also pretty good and is where the games transitioned to PS2. The games are a little more forgiving than Gen 1. Mostly.

Generation 3 expands on the formula from the previous games with plenty of quality of life improvements and more parts. AC3 is the first entry in this generation, and Silent Line is basically an expansion for it. If you liked 3, you'll like Silent Line.

The games past Silent Line are considered Generation 3.5, and this is where the games really start to shine in my opinion. Nexus is the first game where they make use of the second stick for look controls, and they started experimenting with new mechanics as well.

Last Raven is my favorite game from gens 1-3 and probably my 2nd favorite overall after 6. This is the first game in the series that has branching paths and multiple endings. The story is really engaging and you need to get all 7 endings to really get the whole picture of what's going on. Now that I think about it, this is kind of a prototypical version of modern FromSoftware storytelling. The only problem with this game is that it is extremely difficult compared to previous games, even AC1, and they were fully expecting you to make use of the feature that lets you transfer your schematics and parts from Nexus or Nine Breaker. If you're looking for a challenge, this game is really great! It's tough but rewarding and a ton of fun. Under no circumstances should it be your first entry into the series, though.

Formula Front and Nine Breaker can be skipped. Nine Breaker felt like an inferior Master of Arena, and Formula Front is just... weird.

AC4 and 4 Answer are the first games on PS3/X360, and they shake things up a lot. Brand new parts, new guns, new mechanics. They're the first games where you can boost forever, and the gameplay is extremely fast, easily the fastest in the series. If you're good enough, you can move so fast your camera literally can't keep up. 4A is my third favorite game in the series, but the whole generation is worth playing.

Gen 5 (AC5 and Verdict Day) are... I mean they're fine. They have good mech designs, the core gameplay is still there, and they slowed the gameplay way down after Gen 4, but they also focused really hard on multiplayer, which is now dead unless you're lucky. A lot of the gameplay revolves around online missions, so they're kind of just half a game now.

As for how to play the games... Unfortunately, they weren't super popular in the West, so copies that exist go for more than new AAA games these days on eBay, especially with AC6 out. Now, despite how that sounds, I'm not gonna say you should emulate without a legit copy of your own, since that'd be illegal. You should also stay away from a place called Vimm's Lair. You can download the discs there, but only if you own the discs themselves! That said, if you do happen to have legit copies and want to emulate them on your PC, Duckstation, PCSX2, and RPCS3 will be able to run them. But ignore that sentence if you don't own the games legally!

Generation 5 won't emulate properly no matter what, though, so you really will have to buy a copy to play on your PS3 for those.

...Damn, I did not mean to write a post this long. Then again, AC is one of my special interests.

#again I'm not condoning illegal emulation.#I love corporations and their unwillingness to preserve their own media!#It's entirely their prerogative after all!#armored core 6 #armored core #ac6 #retro gaming

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taizi · 1 year

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give me something that’ll haunt me when you’re not around

chapter four: what’s gonna be left of the world

rise of the tmnt pairing: leoichi (leonardo / usagi yuichi) word count: 2k title borrowed from good grief by bastille post-movie

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Somewhere in between overthinking Leonardo’s ‘date’ comment, being reassured by every single one of his closest friends and Leonardo’s own unchanged nature in their texts that it was just a figure of speech, and picking apart all of his other mild panic attacks over things that were probably pointless to determine how much of a freak he actually is, Yuichi breaks his promise to his aunt.

His thoughts are all turtle-shaped. Turtles all the way down. So his total ignorance about that invasion a little over a month ago has become this black hole in his brain. His curiosity is overpowering. He has to know.

Here’s the thing: the Hidden City has its own dedicated cell service, network space sourced from one of the major human carriers, but the internet is another story.

Yuichi’s phone doesn’t have a tether to an internet hotspot the way most of his friends’ do. It’s a lot of money and auntie already has enough monthly expenses as it is. Besides, between work and training and helping around the farm and wrangling five cousins, Yuichi has always had plenty to keep himself busy. When something really worthwhile happens online, Yuichi can count on Kitsune crawling through his bedroom window to make sure he sees it, or hearing all about it from Sunita at work.

He could probably ask one of them if he could use their WiFi and they would most likely say yes. There’s even a tiny hole-in-the-wall internet cafe somewhere in the more urban side of the Hidden City. Yuichi has options that don’t include breaking the rule Auntie has yet to rescind.

Here’s the thing. Yuichi is going to the human world.

He tends to jump in without thinking. It’s something every adult who has had more than a passing influence over him in his formative years has despaired over. He’s impulsive, reckless, he’s heard it all a hundred times.

But when his intuition points him somewhere, Yuichi follows. It’s the only time in his life he doesn’t overthink, he just goes. Sometimes it gets him into trouble. Other times it leads him toward something amazing. It’s how he found his sensei, how he met his best friends, the reason he has a magnetized yo-yo in his pocket, plucked cheerfully from the wall of an ancient temple he had no business wandering into, one that had disappeared by the next day when he tried to show Gen.

Now his gut feeling is telling him he needs to see for himself. He needs to understand.

So he slips out of bed when everyone else in the house has gone to sleep, already dressed. He ties up his ears, wraps a dark gray haori over his usual whites and navy blues, and lifts Edgewing carefully from its stand in his room to belt at his hip, just in case.

His door eases open quietly, and by some miracle he manages to avoid all the squeaky floorboards as he creeps across the landing and turns to lower himself down the short ladder to the second floor landing.

Spot watches him from the doorway, beady black eyes reproachful.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Yuichi whispers, refusing to feel any kind of guilty pang. “I’ll be back before anyone knows I’m gone.”

He makes it to the second floor landing without a sound, and he feels really good about it until a voice from behind him says, “Bet you won’t.”

If he didn’t recognize that voice he would have shrieked. As it is, his heart still leaps up into his throat, and he whirls around to hiss, “Yuma! You should be asleep!”

“Pot, kettle,” his eldest cousin says boredly. She’s actually almost a full month older than Yuichi, something she never lets him forget. “Are you really sneaking out to see a boy right now? I thought I wouldn’t have to deal with this sort of thing until Momiji was older.”

“I don’t like what you’re implying,” Yuichi says, doing what he always does when he’s uncomfortable and shutting down. Hands balled in the bottoms of his sleeves he adds shortly, “I just want to use the internet.”

Naturally, Yuma breezes right past his defenses like they aren’t even there.

“I know, moron, I heard you talking to Spot. I already texted you an address. Go up to the roof and join the network I gave you. For some godforsaken reason it isn’t password protected and it’s 5G.”

Yuichi blinks, then narrows his eyes at her. That sounds like a sideways admission that his mild-mannered cousin has been sneaking out to the human world on the regular.

“We’re talking about this later,” he says sternly.

“No one will ever believe you,” Yuma replies, and closes her bedroom door in his face.

At least there are no more surprises waiting for him as he creeps through the house and out the kitchen door into the side yard. Then he books it for the garage, footsteps falling silently in the overgrown grass.

When he slides the accordion doors open, he finds Spot sitting on the seat of his motorbike like he’s been waiting there for hours, long tail curled comfortably around his folded legs.

He gives Yuichi another judgmental look. Yuichi gets the feeling that Spot is less annoyed about sneaking out in general than he is about being left behind.

“Okay, okay,” Yuichi says, unwilling to admit to the stubborn lizard that his tiny presence gives Yuichi courage. “I guess you can come along.”

He pushes his bike down the road, until the lantern on the fence post in front of his house is out of sight, then he slides into the seat, pulls his helmet on, and brings it to life with a roar. Spot climbs up to his shoulder and coils neatly around his neck.

The way is familiar. It’s not a long drive. The Hidden City bustles at night, and no one looks twice at the motorbike tearing down the street. There are plenty of doors to the human world that aren’t policed or even registered, and Yuichi’s friends always use the one between the bath house and the laundromat, because it opens up into a tiny crooked side street in Manhattan, only a few city blocks away from all the action.

But as soon as he crosses over, a chill runs down his spine. Right away, those prey-animal instincts kick in. He stops the bike with a shudder, pulling up short and tugging his helmet off quickly. His surroundings are wrong. Something is wrong.

Yuichi has been here before. He knows this place. Him and all his friends came up here together just last year to watch a brightly-colored parade. If he didn’t recognize the street signs on the corner, the faded billboard across the street, he would never have believed he was in the same spot.

It’s as if a massive tornado rolled through and demolished everything. The road is all torn up, buildings folded into piles of rubble and rebar. He can trace the path of destruction as easily as if he’s watching Jomei drive a toy tractor through a pile of blocks.

If Yuichi’s ears weren’t tied up, they’d be pressed flat to the back of his head. His whiskers are slicked and his fur is bristling and his heart is about to runaway without him.

Spot’s weight against his leg reminds him to move. The tokage presses his head against Yuichi’s stomach, grounding him.

“Okay,” Yuichi says hoarsely, stooping to pick his little friend up and hold him against his chest. For his protection or Spot’s, he isn’t sure. “Let me hide the bike, and then we’ll go up.”

He’s shaky for some reason. The climb up to the top of the nearest building takes him whole minutes longer than it should, even with the convenient fire escape. He puts the address Yuma gave him into the GPS on his phone and it gives him an eleven minute walking route. Normally he’d have a good time rooftop running, but his heart isn’t in it.

The destruction is everywhere. The invasion left a visible footprint on this city. Yuichi sits on the ledge of the rooftop Yuma told him to find, tucks Spot against his side under the warmth of his haori, and connects to the open network.

He’s still doing this. He’s come all the way here. But now dread is beginning to outweigh curiosity.

The information he’s looking for isn’t hard to find. It’s still trending on social media. There’s a wealth of knowledge immediately available, and he doesn’t know exactly where to start, so he dives right in.

The videos are all a mess, shaking wildly or auto focusing through smoke and ash, unable to capture the full scale of the chaos within the frame. But there are thousands of them, uploaded by thousands of people, and one by one they piece together a story.

The sky that day was dark, even though the timestamps suggest that it should have been a little after noon. There was something horrible in the sky, some great hole torn open between the clouds and the reaching tips of the skyscrapers, allowing a giant ship to come through.

The size of the ship is immense, its own gravity field beginning to rip up the city before it’s even a quarter of the way through. Floating debris fills the sky. Buildings crumble and the rubble crashes into the ground at deadly speed.

People are shrieking, running, crying. Grotesque, contorted figures covered in squishy pink stuff, fill the streets dripping with tentacle limbs and glowing yellow eyes—and oh god, Yuichi realizes, those were humans. Turning on their friends and family like feral animals, puppeteered by that sick goo.

The humans try fighting back, of course they do. Their military assembles within the first hour, but it’s a joke. Their strongest defenses, their heaviest hitters, do absolutely nothing.

There’s a sense of hopelessness in these documented chronicles. Fear and uncertainty and despair. This danger is so big. Nowhere is safe to run.

A couple of times, in just a handful of uploads, Yuichi sees glimpses of a girl in yellow—it must be April—fighting alongside a masked boy her age and a small furry creature. Her face and the boy’s, when it’s not covered by his mask, are always conveniently blurred no matter what video they appear in, cellphone recordings or CCTV footage, and there’s no way to make heads or tails of the smaller creature running alongside them.

Yuichi is inclined to give credit for that to Donatello and the limitless scope of his tech savvy, protecting his family in one of the most understated, most important ways he can.

And then Yuichi finds it.

One person posted a video they took from their bedroom window, where they had hunkered down with their family to try to ride this whole thing out. They zoomed in as far as their camera would allow, and only then does Yuichi see what they’re trying to capture.

There are four small indistinct figures racing forward, meeting this giant looming danger head on. Flashes of bright light, of vibrant color, fighting back.

Leonardo and his family. It couldn’t be anyone else. Yuichi recognizes those familiar flares of spinning blue, his friend’s portals opening and closing at dizzying speeds, carrying his brothers toward an impossible threat.

There are dozens of videos of the same moment—triumph, incredulity, hysterical relief as the portal suddenly closes around the center of the ship, and the whole thing is finally destroyed.

Yuichi doesn’t know why any yokai would choose to live in the human world, where they constantly have to hide what they really are, their true selves. But he doesn’t need to understand that choice to respect it.

And when the horror has faded to a dull scar in the back of his mind, Yuichi will have to grapple with awe and pride, too.

This strange, messy, human city is where the Hamatos have made their home. And when the time came to fight for it, they fought tooth and nail.

Somehow, Yuichi has more questions than he started with. He knows now that the invasion his auntie and neighbors speak of in hushed tones when they don’t think any children are around to overhear was of the world-ending variety, and he knows that no matter what the human news outlets have to say about it, it’s thanks to his friend’s family that the city is still standing.

Yuichi has no idea how Leonardo won. He doesn’t know what happened to him up there, how he could have been injured so badly he wound up in a coma, when he and his brothers have always seemed so indestructible, when just yesterday he said they were made to take a hit.

It’s frightening that all of this happened one magic doorway away from where Yuichi lives. He feels for the hilt of Edgewing and grips it, wrestling with a sense of guilt and inferiority and uselessness.

It’s really scary that Leonardo could have died and Yuichi wouldn’t have known until weeks later. No one would have thought to tell him. No one realized he and Leonardo were friends.

He has to change. He has to do better.

He spends the next few hours stuck in a mindless TikTok scroll, wrapping up his educational evening with celebratory videos of friends and family reuniting, of rescued people coming home, of mom-and-pop stores reopening with the help of their local communities, of crazy parties on rooftops and strangers with their arms around each other screaming proof of their existence at the empty sky.

All around Yuichi, there are already signs of rebuilding. The lights are as blinding as they’ve ever been. The humans are doing what humans do best—carrying on, living through it.

This is the world that Leonardo and his family were raised in. The world that shaped them into the people they are. They’re not human but they live the way humans do—clinging stubbornly to survival and the people they love and the place they call home

Yuichi sets his phone on the ledge beside his knee, lifts Spot into his lap, and drinks in the sights for a little while longer. Somewhere down the street, he can hear music. People are laughing. He doesn’t know this city very well, but he thinks he can understand why it’s worth fighting for.

After all, someone he cares about lives here.

Usagi: What’s the name of that Mexican restaurant you like?

⚡️⚡️NEON LEON⚡️⚡️: HUNGRY BURRITO!!!!!!!

⚡️⚡️NEON LEON⚡️⚡️: april said they just reopened for carry out only but theyre back on grubhub

⚡️⚡️NEON LEON⚡️⚡️: its literally the best day of my life

Yuichi laughs out loud, sitting on the edge of a building somewhere in Manhattan, ten stories above the rushing cars and the constant foot traffic and the steady forward heartbeat of humanity.

Maybe he can find some things to love about this place for himself. He hopes so. Because the next time Leonardo needs to defend it, Yuichi is going to be there, too.

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #leosagi #leoichi #usagi yuichi #my writing #tmnt fic #these bright blue city lights

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fishwithtitz · 7 months

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Okay!

4 11 13 15 17 21 28 31 36 51 55

Dang, that's a lot! <3

4. what are you looking forward to?

I am getting married in Ireland in June. My wedding will be a dark/ethereal vintage romantic vibe and I'm literally getting married at Dunluce Castle. A dream!

5. are you listening to music right now?

Nope. I'm enjoying the complete silence of my house :)

13. how do you feel right now?

I started antibiotics last Wednesday and I'm feeling so much better. I'm starting to get more of my writing out and I think it's reaching more people, so that brings me joy!

15. personality description

Growing up, I was VERY outgoing and outspoken but I've mellowed a ton. I've been told I come off as shy and a little intimidating until you get to know me. I have always had a love for the unusual things in life and have been able to see beauty in darkness. I was the odd one out (didn't have a ton of friends growing up). I love and care fiercely and I will do anything for my friends and loved ones. I think I'm the funniest person to exist even though I'm probably not.

My students describe me as sassy (I love to roast them) and see me as a second mom haha.

17. opinion on insecurities.

I'm not really sure what this one means, but I'm going to answer it as if it's my opinion on my own insecurities.

I'm insecure about my body. I have the typical hourglass figure (big hips/thighs, big tits, small waist) but I also have hip dips so anything form fitting is a no go. I grew up in the late 90s/early 00s diet culture and have yo-yoed in weight since I was a kid. I had an almond (step)mom and I still feel shame around food. It's something I'm working on in therapy. I have so much pride and respect for Gen Z and their movement of body acceptance and positive body culture. It's something I wish us millennials had done when we were younger.

21. age and birthday?

August 13th; I’m 31 going on 85

28. i’ll love you if…

You are kind and genuine. You leave me comments on/reblog my work (because as much as I say I write for self-satisfaction, I also love recognition like anyone else and I have a really low self esteem when it comes to my writing). You take me out for coffee. You have a good sense of humor (extra points if it's dry or dark).

29. 3 random facts

I had to be treated for the plague in my 20s (yes, the literal bubonic plague)

I used to be a top writer on a fanfic website when I was 13 (early 2000s) and I cringe thinking of the shit I put out 😂

*trigger warning for injury* I have seen/smelt burning flesh (like, flesh melting off someone's body) as a result of an accident in high school. I still get jumpy around explosives. 10/10 don't recommend.

36. 3 dreams you want to fulfill?

I'd like to be a published author that gets to share their thinking with the world (and ngl I'd love to do an international book tour).

I want to get back into music/playing piano (I'm too scared to try and don't even know where to start).

I want to travel more (ideally to Europe). It's so expensive and I'm poor and landlocked.

51. starsign

Leo Sun, Sagittarius Rising, Aquarius Moon

55. tumblr friends

@copiasghoulfriend @copias-juicebox @anamelessfool @portaltothevoid @katyaoaksdottir @the-lisechen

In response to Get to know me, pick some numbers post

#random asks #get to know me #get to know fish #asks #asks are open #you asked i answered #ask me stuff #ask away #love this fandom

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fireflyhwufanficwriter · 8 months

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My thoughts on the Dr. Stone special (“Dr. Stone: Ryusui”)

My thoughts after watching Dr. Stone: Ryusui:

01. A drama club! XD And it looks like the familiar school building with the clock HAS to show up in every anime series, even Dr. Stone! :D

02. Kohaku looks like a serious narrator :O And it's nice to hear her talk this much! :)

03. Taiju and Yuzuriha as themselves, Chrome as Senku, Kinro and Ginro as one single tree... Suika with multiple parts, and they even got a swallow to join! :) Maybe it's the same one Senku first revived, and the one that flew above their expedition caravan in Season Two! :D

04. Kinro and Ginro's shocked acting! XD But they're still better than Chrome during the tournament arc! ...Actually, Chrome's acting has improved a LOT from the tournament arc! :D

05. Yo has really not learned his lesson about laughing at the stone world era folks...

06. What I don't understand about Magma's boat entry is... why are the human figures in the water instead of on the boat?

07. Yo's raft was more impressive in his imagination than in reality...

08. The way Senku's eyes shown as he looked at the first drawing... :) (I don't think he acknowledged the second drawing, haha!)

09. Yeah... with THAT drawing, Senku DEFINITELY wins! Everybody was really impressed! :D

10. Don't worry, Chrome and Kaseki... you have a ton of people who can help you build the ship! :)

11. Looks like Senku still plans on using sextants on the ship!

12. Yay, Kohaku's on the digging expedition! :) But, as she had to remind Senku, she is NOT a gorilla :D

13. I always like it when Senku and Kohaku are in scenes together :) They've both gotten curious about that Ryusui dude...

14. "We won't find anyone who's a more skilled sailor than Ryusui-kun..." Minami's case against Ryusui was hopeless as soon as she uttered those words XD

15. Ryusui's back! :D

16. And Burnout Syndomes is back with Good Morning [New] World! :) It's slightly different from the original opening song - slower, lower, more distorted in parts - but the song still sounds exhilarating! :O A lot of the character images are from the previous two seasons, and about the running scene, I love that Kohaku is in the lead, Chrome gets a burst of energy because of his excitement, and everybody, even Gen (and Ryusui, who's in the middle), eventually leaves Senku and his poor stamina behind... so accurate! XD

17. When I first heard Ryusui's deep voice in the initial trailer, I, like many people, was perplexed and weirded out and thought it didn't suit him at all :D But now, I think his voice makes a lot of sense to be that way - he's older than the MAIN main cast (except for Kaseki), and is going to be a leader in his own right - it wouldn't feel right for him to a have thin, youthful, teenager-y voice :)

18. Ryusui, stop traumatizing poor, innocent Kohaku and put some clothes on! :O

19. Poor Ryusui has no Francois just yet :) Also, how do his fingers end up in that formation after snapping? My fingers don’t look like that after I snap them... :O

20. Yeah, seriously, how does his middle finger also end up in the air?

21. Ryusui’s kind of like Tsukasa - very quick on the uptake! While Tsukasa’s intelligence took form in not surrendering the protection of the stone until he knew the situation AND using that stone to his advantage, Ryusui’s intelligence was shown in his immediate grasp of the facts after thousands of years of being pertrified :)

22. Thank you, Minami, for giving Ryusui clothing so that he can finally cover himself up! XD

23. Ooh, so Magma considers Kohaku (and Minami) and attractive... interesting information... :D Aww, poor Nikki... and also, with being kicked there, maybe poor Magma, too... :O

24. Wow, Ryusui doesn’t have sailing skills, he has storm prediction skills, too! Which, I suppose, are also included in sailing skills... but still, quite impressive! Way to show his knowledge this early on! :D

25. This is really interesting; four of the five wise generals are out there covering the lumber for the ship! :) Really smart of Senku to test him like that, and I like the detail that Senku’s coat is a darker color because it’s soaked from the rain! :)

26. Ah, a new title for Chrome - resource king! :D Wow... Chrome as the lead explorer, Kohaku and her amazing eyesight, and Ukyo with his incredible hearing... that is an all-star resource expedition team! I think Suika would have made the team even better, but that might have just been overkill in terms of awesomeness XD

27. Ryusui gets an oil field, and the kingdom of science gets currency XD And he has a gold-plated house, hahaha! Ramen, cotton candy, and manga all for sale... just like in the old (current) days... And why does Senku look so evil?! :D

28. Making the link between trust in Senku and trust in his new currency... Ryusui’s a wily one! :)

29. Ukyo’s ears and Kohaku’s eyes... wow, what a combination! :D

30. That’s a GIGANTIC WATERFALL!! :O

31. And poor Ukyo... he’s the only one in their group of three who truly knows what it means to now have a gigantic waterfall near Mt. Fuji... :(

32. Aww, Suika’s wistful bird idea gave Senku an awesome scientific idea! :D And even Ryusui is shocked by Senku and Gen’s tactics! XD

33. It’s really funny that Magma was really aware of what Yo’s reaction might be! :D And this one time, Yo was totally casual and admitted his own ignorance! :)

34. Kaseki was so excited and so pumped up, so read for a long, painstaking roadmap to human flight... but the roadmap only had three stages! XD

35. I LOVE that Senku also depends on Yuzuriha and really respects her skills and is asking for her help! :) I mean, he’s actually bowing to her! I don’t think I’ve EVER seen him to that to ANYBODY! Wow! :O I love their faith in each other and their friendship! :D And they did a high five too; awesome!! :D

36. Kinro’s so diligent, but even he wants the thread spinning to end! XD

37. Magma asked a very logical question... but honestly, Yuzuriha’s response made a lot of sense, too! It IS easy work, just... incredibly tedious... :O She’s so adorable, daydreaming about her little, handheld loom! :)

38. Wow, that’s an incredible loom! I think it even has a seat cushion! And there’s a place for drinks, and a lamp! Not to mention the, you know, actual LOOM part... :D

39. Kaseki isn’t sure if this was what Yuzuriha wanted, and Senku is ADORABLE, wondering if Yuzuriha wanted an electric loom! :)

40. I don’t know how looms work, but I’m glad Yuzuriha does! :D Nikki’s going to dye cloth, and Ginro is so sick of spinning thread... XD I love Suika enjoying how soft the cloth is! :D

41. Oh, poor Kinro is so tired from spinning all that thread! :O Actually, everybody is exhausted! XD

42. It’s really interesting how Senku chooses his scruples XD But it’s nice to think that he’s usually a very ethical person (not being cool with Gen using blank paper to motivate everybody) and saves his evil side for when he’s trying to win a bloodless war (the fake Lilian plan) :)

43. I really like that he went to Yuzuriha again for the department store! :D Ah, so Yuzuriha and Kinro and Ginro are friendly enough to be familiar with each other; that’s great! :) And of course, Taiju would be totally used to this side of Yuzuriha! :D

44. Ruri, Kinro, Suika... they were either embarrassed or awkward, but Kaseki walked like a pro! I’m guessing that they asked the villagers to be their models because the modern era folks would be the main target audience for that modern clothing :)

45. Oh, Ryusui... Oh, Senku and Gen... I suppose it all worked out in the end...? XD

46. Whoa, Chrome just up and RAN as soon as he heard about the flying machine! Wait, why didn’t Senku tell him sooner?! XD

47. Senku with his hot-air balloon mathematics... :O Suika and Ginro are acting like sewing is so normal for them; Ginro doesn’t even look like he’s paying full attention but he’s still really fast and productive! After sewing hard leather all the time, it must be really easy for Suika and Ginro and the others to sew soft cloth! :)

48. Gen’s playing cards for the hot air balloon theory have “Theory of Evolution” and “Natural Selection” written on them; haha! XD

49. “You’ll never get a platinum ticket like that again” - intriguing word choice... :D

50. Taiju, that’s a very, very good question... XD

51. Chrome RAN all the way from Ishigami Village to the kingdom of science’s new headquarters... AND he drew the right card through willpower alone! (Cough, cough; Gen totally didn’t influence that at all...) He’s so happy! :D

52. They’re flying; they’re flying! :O Kasek’s so happy that he cried, and he made ME cry, too! :’) And Chrome so, so, happy... this is an amazing moment for him; for all of them... :)

53. Chrome’s so happy about being amongst the birds! :) But Senku... not so much... wow, that was like a Matrix-style dodge from Senku! His reflexes ain’t bad! :O

54. Ah, so Ishigami Village is a two-day walk away if you’re REALLY in a rush, like Chrome was... and two hours away by hot-air balloon! :)

55. Ooh, Ryusui just called Chrome an AMATEUR adventurer! Those are fightin’ words! :O I really like that Chrome dropped some knowledge about the wind and rivers to back up his status as an EXPERIENCED land adventurer! :D

56. The big antagonist for this special is... a dragon-shaped cumulonimbus cloud XD And, wow, they’re really lucky to be able to keep their balance inside that wildly flying hot-air balloon! :O

57. Oh, Chrome has faced - and run away from - a black/grey bear, with Mister Bear running at 50 kilometers per hour and Mister Chrome running at 30 kilometers per hour... :O And he sort of used his land experience to help him in the air! :)

58. Wow, the revival fluid is helping them even now... and SENKU was blasted out of the hot-air balloon! Scary! :O

59. They did it! They defeated Mister Cumulonimbus! :D And... Senku, with his poor stamina, is still hanging outside the hot-air balloon! XD

60. Aww, Kohaku’s there with the flag! :) And she’s amazed that they’re flying! :O She said Chrome and Ryusui’s names quietly, but she shouted happily and waved when it came to Senku’s name! :D

61. Maybe they were all just taking a break or something, but it’s really nice that everybody was gathered there near Gen and the cell phone, as if they were all waiting for news for the hot-air balloon crew’s safe arrival! :)

62. Nice jump from Kohaku! :O Very twirly! Oh, so it was Ukyo who called Gen! And I’m glad the explanation for the cards and the nature of choice was show here, just at the end :)

63. Chrome was acknowledged by Ryusui as a fellow PROFESSIONAL adventurer! :D And a high- uh, middle-five AND a fist bump between them? Nice! :D And... Senku’s STILL hanging from outside the hot-air balloon, hahaha! XD

64. Senku and Chrome are excited to learn more about the world, Ryusui will take them where they need to go, and Kohaku and Ukyo are eager for them to descend to Ishigami Village! :D Our next goal is to make a map... and after that, to find oil! Congratulations to Ryusui on his (unpetrified) television debut! :O This was a marvelous TV special! ^_^ (And I can FINALLY watch Season Three, yay! :D)

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When the Echo Garden is finished, would you ever release all the content or the concept sketches for scenes you cut? And do you have any for Face the Past?

oh my gosh, you have no idea how happy this kind of question makes me 8') that you're so interested in behind the scenes info on my writing, ahhHHH thank you <3

ok ok so when Echo Garden is done, I am planning on uploading the entire thing formatted for ebooks (every kind available in my typesetting software). I was also thinking of doing a second upload:

1. either the entire story + tons of background info and cut scenes, or

2. the background info and cut scenes on their own

I'm not sure which thing people would rather have (can an ebook file get unwieldy?). Also, I'd like to ask all the fan artists for permission to put their art in the collection, as well :)

There are literally hundreds of pages of planning and cut scenes and stuff. It'd take a bit of time to get all that ready, but it would be fun to do :D

Re: Face The Past- thank you for asking! I'm so happy you did. I have tons of cut stuff for that story, as well as a bunch of scenes written for its sequel. I'll put my favorite sequel scene after this cut:

Background for this scene: post Face The Past, Skywarp and Mirage are living together in Iacon. Sheen has been contacted by Prowl and ordered to talk to Mirage- Prowl wants more info on what Mirage knows about the mnemosurgery done to him. Sheen invites Mirage to dinner. He and Skywarp go to the restaurant.

Note that this is rough, unedited writing and there's a scene missing in the middle 😄

An Elegant Dinner

Skywarp warped them to the edge of the square where the restaurant was. The setting sun threw an orange cast over the buildings. Businesses were closing for the day and the nighttime establishments flicked on their neon lights. The metal of the street beneath their feet slowly cooled. Mirage peered across the crowd. “I think that's her.”

“The white one?”

“Yes, the flier.”

“I thought she was olive green.”

“She was.”

Skywarp studied her. “Looks military. Officer, not soldier,” he said. “Good balance on the wings and either she's got light weapons or they fold away really deep.”

Sheen shifted and they caught Lt. Gen. painted in red on her wings. Military insignia and medals covered her chest and shoulders, dark marks extending down her arms.

“You were right,” said Mirage. “Well, let's go.”

Skywarp took his hand and they walked, casually, towards her.

Sheen picked up on them after a moment, scrutinizing their faces. Her sharpshooter mod rotated as she squinted at Mirage, no doubt mentally rendering his face clear and comparing it to her old memories. She stood with a commanding presence, with squared back shoulders and wings and emanating a sense of cool control. As they neared, she nodded. “Dear one.”

“Blessed one.”

“Sexy one,” said Skywarp, pointing to himself.

Sheen glared at him. Mirage fought back a smile.

“What? I wanted to join in.” Skywarp grinned.

“This is Skywarp,” said Mirage. “He is my beloved companion.”

Sheen's wings flicked as she recognized the meaning behind the word. “A beloved.” She extended her hand to Skywarp. “Greetings.”

“Yo.”

Sheen shot Mirage a look that made him wish he had a camera mod. With just the flash of her blue eyes and the lifting of her wings she expressed, what the fuck are you doing with this boorish dolt?

Mirage smiled graciously. “I must admit, it feels strange to see you unveiled.” The metal half of her face had been polished to a shine. The glass half was clear, save for a ring of black paint around the eye. Mirage knew why- it would prevent the light of her eye from bouncing back and causing blurriness. Mirage noted, with interest, that her tongue and all her teeth were metal. Only the outside of half her face had ever been glass. He idly wondered why he had glass all the way to his intake.

He suddenly realized Sheen must have gone her entire time at the temple with half-blurred vision. How uncomfortable that must have been.

An elegant, golden sharpshooter mod hung over her metal bound eye. It zoomed in and out as she spoke, different lenses flashing within it.

“You, as well,” said Sheen, studying his face. “That is not paint, correct?” The black around her glass bound eye shifted and changed patterns.

“Correct,” said Mirage. Not paint. Polarized glass. So, she went to Flatline, as well... That's probably how she had found out I was in Iacon. “I am glad you are whole.”

A very faint smile. “Thank you. You as well.”

She turned and beaconed them into the restaurant. They went to a private alcove with high ceilings and chairs specifically designed for fliers. There was an opaque barrier at the ready. Sheen placed it around their table. A privacy barrier, no doubt embedded with little probe-blocking devices and wavelength reflectors.

“How are we gonna pay for this?” muttered Skywarp. He reached for one of the small, decorative energon cubes in the middle of the table. They were arranged in a blocky bust of Starscream. Skywarp plucked his right eye out.

Mirage nudged him. Skywarp could've comm'd. But he had wanted Sheen to hear.

She watched him raise the decorative cube to his lips, disdain clear in her field. “Consider it taken care of.”

“Cool.” Skywarp grinned and shoved the little red cube into his mouth. .:I'm happy to let the Autobot military pick up our tab:. he sent to Mirage.

Mirage groaned inwardly and hoped he wouldn't order half the menu. .:You didn't have to make us look impoverished:.

.:Who cares? Do you care what she thinks?:.

Before Mirage could reply, Sheen spoke to him in Old Cybertronian. “Are you really so hard off that your... beloved must eat the decorations? I am surprised to find you in such company, dear one. What have you been up to?”

“Please, speak the modern language,” said Mirage in Neocybex. He gestured to Skywarp. “It's rude to converse in a language not everyone at the table is fluent in.”

“Yeah,” said Skywarp. Specks of energon sprinkled down onto the table.

Sheen wrinkled her nose. “Very well,” she said in Neocybex. “Tell me, dear one, how did you escape the temple?”

“Pff,” said Skywarp. “Dear one. Lady, he has a real name. And so do you. I know it.”

Sheen's eyes flashed. “I shall address him as I see fit.”

A low noise came from Skywarp's chest. Mirage laid a hand on his arm. “Don't worry about it,” he said softly. He reset his vocalizer. “Blessed one, I was the ghost of the great hall.”

Her eyes widened. “You must have achieved your outlier ability while at the temple!” She made a disbelieving sound. “I should have put that together. I heard the Autobots had a spy that could walk invisibly. I never thought it was you.”

Skywarp's wings flicked up. .:How did she not know it was you?? You're the only mech who can go invisible:.

.:She never knew my real name:.

.:Oh:.

“The talent came the night of Praecisius's great abuse,” said Mirage. He was relieved to feel her field immediately darken, her automatic sneer, her anger true and palpable at mention of the priest's name.

“Revolting mech,” she spat. “Had he survived the fire, I would have gone after him myself! Later. When I recovered. I was much weakened by his starvation and abuse when I escaped.” Sheen composed herself. “But it was you who set the fire.”

“Not exactly,” said Mirage. His biolights flickered in a stress pattern. Skywarp dragged his chair closer and laid a comforting hand on his back. “Praecisius attacked me. I dodged. He fell into a pillar which collapsed. The metal was brittle.”

Sheen nodded. “I recall the neglect of the temple.”

“He started the fire. I...” Mirage winced as memories flooded his mind. Skywarp pressed even closer, pushing his field out with loving support. Sheen narrowed her eyes, taking in their interaction. “I did help it along. But their neglect and greed is ultimately to blame.”

“I see.” Sheen settled her wings. “I thought you were in league with him until the night of the abuse.”

“Why?” Mirage shook his head. “How could you possibly think that?”

“You never did anything to help my acolytes.”

Mirage's field flickered with surprise.

“You never lifted a finger for them. You could have ordered a reduction in their labor. You could have learned their tasks for yourself to relieve their burdens. You could have shared your portion with them. Or with me. But you never did.”

Mirage shook his head again. “I didn't know- I honestly didn't know about the starvation until you told me.”

“And then still you did nothing.” Sheen's voice was cold, her field drawn in.

Mirage's field flashed with hurt. Skywarp frowned at Sheen. “Though you did not know it, I crept invisibly among the priests. I found evidence of their lies and treachery.”

“To what end?”

“To-” Mirage paused. “Did no one investigate the temple? Look into the priests' private rooms and find it?”

Sheen shook her head. “They found ledgers in your room.”

Mirage's lines ran cold. “Those were copies. I would never have-”

“I know that,” spat Sheen. “I know you weren't clever enough to scheme. The investigation into the temple was hindered by outside forces numerous times. The Order had a wide reach. I am certain they interfered with the investigation. I never felt closure at its conclusion.”

“I am sorry to hear that.” Mirage swallowed his pride. “And you are right, to a degree. I did not do nothing, but I could have done more.”

“My acolytes suffered.”

“I'm sorry,” said Mirage sadly. “And though I think you will not find this explanation fulfilling, I did not know I had any power to help them. I was treated like an object. I thought I was one. I didn't even have a name.”

“Oh.” Sheen's eyes dulled. “The fog of the Vessel.”

“What?” asked Skywarp.

“The... disconnect. The objectification. The compartmentalization of the self.” Sheen squeezed the sides of her helm. “I had forgotten about that.”

“Yes.”

The two former Windows to Primus's Will looked away from each other, each knowing how the other had felt under the suffocating hand of The Order. Each unsure what to say about it.

A gold and red waiter approached. His eyes widened at the half-eaten Starscream bust in the middle of the table. “I shall take that for you!” he said, sweeping the decoration away. He hurried back with an assortment of energon bricks and took their order. To Mirage's relief, Skywarp only ordered one fifth of the menu. To be fair, Sheen did, as well. Fliers needed their fuel.

“Did you help your acolytes? After you left?” asked Mirage.

Sheen's mouth twisted. “You don't know their names, do you?”

“...no.”

Sheen pointed to her chest and Mirage realized there were words written between the awards and medals crowded there. Names. “Hmph. I named them after the stars. Maia, she was the sweetest, died of starvation shortly after being liberated from the temple. Taygete and Alcyone could not adapt to outside life, and though I demanded otherwise, fled to our sister temple to the north. I tracked them down later, but they too, had died from abuse and neglect. Electra, Asterope, and Celaeno followed me. They joined the Autobots when I joined. They served under me until Celaeno died in battle. His death pierced my spark. I failed him. I could not bear the thought of leading the other two to their deaths. I put the order through for their transfer under another commanding officer. They cried, but I had to send them away. And they did... fall in battle.” She curled her lip at Skywarp. “Decepticon ambush.”

Mirage watched Sheen's wings. She was adept at holding her field in, just like him. She had probably been given the same rude awakening as to the existence of her field and then worked triply hard to hide it away. But her wings shook at the tips. Skywarp watched them, too.

Mirage mentally tallied the names. “And the last...? There were seven.”

“Merope... disappeared.”

Mirage let a bit of hope spring from his field and brush Sheen. “Merope could still be alive!”

She pushed it away. “I suppose. I did not think you were alive.” She pointed to a name on the inside of her left arm: dear one. “But here you are.”

“Yes. Thanks to Skywarp.” Mirage laid his hand on his beloved's arm.

“How did you find yourself in the company of this...” Sheen, though shorter than Skywarp, managed to look down on him, “...mech?”

“He saved me,” said Mirage with a smile. “When I was helpless and afraid and ignorant as to the realities of this world, he gave everything he had to help me.”

“Yup,” said Skywarp, shoving a brick of energon into his mouth. “Lucky him.”

“Lucky me,” said Mirage. “After I escaped the temple I went to the Academy. I presented myself as an outlier and established myself properly. Skywarp helped at every step.”

“Clever.” Sheen eyed him. “Very clever.”

Mirage got the feeling that Sheen's opinion of him had been even lower than he had thought.

“And you, blessed one. I gather you did very well within the military? You were always very... organized.” Strict, he thought. Bitchy and strict. But you cared deeply about those under you and you got done what needed to get done. Which are excellent characteristics for an Autobot commander.

Sheen flicked her wings, the military insignia on them flashing. “Yes. I confessed to the fire, though it was not my fault. They worked that out in the end, anyway. But my aim had been to endear myself to those that had power.”

Mirage had a hard time believing Sheen had managed to endear herself to anyone.

“I worked very hard. As I always have. After I was released for confessing to a crime I did not do, I demanded resources for myself and my acolytes. The higher ups laughed in my face, but they were impressed. My field, to them, was wild. And they could feel the ferocity of my intent.”

Mirage nodded. “Learning of fields was a shock.”

“It was. One of the most difficult parts of assimilating to life outside the temple.” She leaned forward and spoke more softly. “I thought they were all dead, at first. I thought I had died in the fire and was walking a broken afterlife among shells of mechs. Their lips moved and words came out but they had no life to them.”

Mirage nodded again. “I did not think I was dead. But I was very lost, trying to adapt.”

“Did you teach yourself?” Sheen raised an ocular arch.

“Yes. In the presence of a few mechs. Friends.” He nudged Skywarp. “They teased me so. But I managed.”

“Impressive.” Sheen said it like she didn't want to admit it. “We were put through intensive therapy sessions. Grouped with mechs born broken, born wrong. I resented it.” She made a fist. “I was not born broken. Just raised differently. But my face did me no favors there.”

Mirage could only imagine how a starved mech with a wild field and half a 'real' face would look to a pre-war Cybertronian.

“After I hid my face away, it became much easier to do what I wanted.”

“Yes. The same for me.”

“I proved my strength and loyalty and when the Autobots militarized I rose in rank.” Her eyes flicked over Skywarp's wings. “I see you wear the Autobrand and your beloved wears its opposite. If you met before the war, what did you do during it?”

Mirage's eyes darkened. “It is a complex and private story. I do not wish to share.”

Sheen studied him. “Very well. It is intriguing. It seems you've lived one of your favorite romantic stories.”

Mirage looked away. “It's not like the stories,” he said. “It hurts. And I am not sure what the ending will be.”

[unwritten scene: DISCUSS SUSPICIOUS END TO EMIROR, WHICH MIRAGE DIDN'T NOTICE BUT SHEEN DID]

(later, at the end of their meal)

Sheen leaned forward, her field exuding a curious urgency and truthfulness. “No matter the situation,” she said, placing her hand beside Mirage's. Not touching it, as she never would have done as the Head Acolyte. “I am grateful for the work you and Flatline did.”

“And Quickmix,” Mirage found himself saying automatically.

“And... oh yes. Him. Yes, I suppose he did not play a non-negligible role.” She shook her head, as if to dislodge unpleasant memories. Mirage found himself doing the same. “Regardless, I am thankful for the pioneering work you did.” She tilted her helm. “I hid my broken face for millions of years beneath a perfect one. Very few knew. But now... now I feel stronger than ever. I do not have to hide. I am liberated in my truest form.”

“That is how I felt when I first painted mine.”

A bit of a smile came to Sheen's face. “I feel I am truly myself. And any who would look upon me with disgust can,” she switched to a Vosnian dialect, “go fuck themselves.”

“Hah!” Skywarp's burst of laughter was too loud. Sheen glanced at him, surprised he knew the language.

“Agreed.” Mirage extended his hand. Sheen hesitated. “We are no longer bound by vows,” he said.

Sheen nodded. “It's frightening how I find myself remembering them so easily and slipping back into the temple's ways in your presence.” She took his hand and shook it firmly. “There. That shall signal the end of The Cult and everything it stood for. As far as I know, we are the last two survivors. We will end it with words.”

Mirage nodded.

“Let us never speak of it again.”

“Agreed.”

~~~

“So... did she have like, a half of a Primus's Will thing going on? Or... was it the same as yours but half as intense?” Skywarp asked, eating out of Mirage's leftover box. They strolled through the back lanes of Iacon. “Were her patterns like yours?”

“Skywarp,” said Mirage, rubbing the sides of his head. “I don't know. She was demoted when I arrived at the temple.”

“But someone must've brought in the money while you were still growing and training,” said Skywarp.

“That is true.” Mirage thought back. “So help me, you're making me spend precious processor time on The Order.”

Skywarp grinned. “Well, I'm willing to bet ain't no one looked into her half face as deeply and as often as I've looked at your whole one.”

Despite himself, Mirage smiled. “Yes... she was quite aware of the oddity of her situation. I do feel a bit sorry for her. She told me once that she never fit in. I'm not certain she ever had someone.” He squinted. “Or wants someone. We didn't talk often.”

A skittering sound came from above them. Mirage froze, but fought the instinct to turn invisible. He didn't want to blind Skywarp. Skywarp came to a halt a second later.

.:What?:. comm'd Skywarp.

.:Noise. Above us:.

Skywarp looked up. He squinted. He raised a cube to his mouth and bit down. .:I don't see anything:.

.:Me either. Perhaps we should get out of here:.

.:The old fashioned way or the fashionable way?:.

Mirage was already wrapping his arms around his lover. .:Fashionable, darling:.

They disappeared in a flash of light.

and there we are! thanks so much for asking :) <3

#ask #anonymous #face the past

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spiritguru-sloppypears · 4 months

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F-O-U-R-T-E-E-N Spells Trouble (SPOILERS, CW)

SPOILERS FOR "Thanks for 2 million subscribers!" by JnJ!

Watch the short before reading the rest of the desc!

CW: sk1nn1ng/implied g0r3, SH mention

YO! Fourteen is back... and so is Two.

And the former is up to no good, which the latter learned a little... too late.

Division has been brought into jacknjellify...

making subtraction the only number fusion method that HASN'T been seen.

Meanwhile, Fourteen splits into two Sevens thanks to Two, confusing everyone QUITE a bunch.

I call the two Sevens...

Yin Seven (the first one, the one fused with the REAL Seven)

and Yang Seven (the second one, the one that pranked the bunch and ATE TEN'S SKIN. Poor Ten).

Note that their nicknames are based on II Yin-Yang (and the common yinyang misconception), NOT the accurate version of the symbol meanings!

Six canonically being an artist (in the XFOHV/Equation Playground timeline, NOT the BFDI timeline) in JnJ is something I NEVER thought I'd see, but I love it.

DEAR GOD I SERIOUSLY HOPE TEN IS OKAY AFTER WHAT FOURTEEN DID TO THEM /gen

ALSO I GENUINELY THOUGHT NINE'S MARKS FROM FIFTEEN WERE SH MARKS 😭😭😭

I'M SORRY, NINE!!!

Speaking of Fifteen, she looks BADASS with a flamethrower! (Couldn't find a flamethrower asset in my gallery and was too lazy to draw or rip one 🥲)

Good news - Fourteen lost their skin-eating privileges now 😁

And Two... I never thought they'd say something like a time being the last they ever try to be nice. 😢

Oh... And I SERIOUSLY hope Twelve gets a position in the next XFOHV/Equation Playground series episode. Maybe even Thirteen or Sixteen (the OFFICIAL one).

#cw #cw implied violence #cw sh mention #xfohv #xfohv fanart #xfohv fourteen #xfohv two #xfohv five #xfohv nine #xfohv six #xfohv seven #xfohv split sevens #xfohv yin seven #xfohv yang seven #xfohv fifteen #xfohv twelve #spoilers #xfohv spoilers #jacknjellify

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azulashengrottospiano · 7 months

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*RISES FROM THE DEAD* I’M ALIIIIIIVE!

AAAA, it’s been a little while since I last talked with you! 🤧 School has been kicking me in the shins 😩😔

But!! I just came in to check and see how you were doing!! Any new updates? How are the ikegames going? Are Azul and Dazai still going at each other’s necks? :D /gen

Things have been super hectic for me ngl,,, Well, tbh, the entirety of last month was super hectic JDFNGF- Beginning of September? I went on a trip to Berlin with my classmates (which was incredibly chaotic,, To give a small sample of it, I accidentally showered in the men’s room instead of the women’s room the first night there 😀👍 But ngl?? I have to say… I think I preferred showering in the men’s room, it was more cleaner,, and it also didn’t have orange mould growing on the walls ☠️). Middle of September? A bucketful of school tests. End of September? Had to do a Theatre performance that I wasn’t super prepared for,, (Though, I think I did fine for the most part!)

Oo, and I actually managed to take some photos on the Berlin trip! I hope you don’t mind me sharing some asdfghjcg-

Brandenburg Gate

https://i.postimg.cc/7Z4mf1wD/IMG-3615.jpg

So there was this mall,, 👉👈

https://i.postimg.cc/1tD8nF9h/IMG-3702.jpg

There was this chocolate mixer thing??

https://i.postimg.cc/QxhfMkXD/IMG-3704.jpg + https://i.postimg.cc/zX1qGf2W/IMG-3705.jpg

There was this cute section in a bookstore where wrapped books were advertised as “blind date after one sentence,,” This was the book I got! [Ngl, I first read the ‘L’ as ‘D’ so I was initially like “Doctor Deng??”]

https://i.postimg.cc/fWc65f5t/IMG-3707.jpg

Nighttime City Scenery

https://i.postimg.cc/3JR6F5qN/IMG-3716.jpg

Train Station

https://i.postimg.cc/NGPbYyNG/IMG-3718.jpg

Another Mall Photo!

https://i.postimg.cc/g2yvwrKZ/IMG-3778.jpg

These Pringle socks are everything 👌

https://i.postimg.cc/wMcm1GXd/IMG-3780.jpg

Aside from all that!! I’ve been doing good- I just found out this new game called ’Stray Gods: The Roleplaying Musical’ and I am having the time of my LIFE,, Just a quick summary in case you don’t know what it is, Stray Gods follows Grace who has been accused of murdering the last muse and must prove her innocence to a pantheon of Greek gods. And to put the icing on the cake, there are a bunch of musical numbers in it, and you can choose your own lyrics! I’d recommend checking it out if you have the chance :D Speaking of the game though, I won’t lie,, one of its songs kinda reminds me of Azul,,

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-yIFPYzXIdI

Him and Pan (the horned singer) give off the same energy of ‘Shady Guy with Shady Motives™’ This game has honestly made me think of a TWST musical 💀

Oh, but speaking of TWST! I’ve been brainstorming and compiling random thoughts and ideas that I find funny- Some I’ve got so far are the Octatrio working at Denny’s, TWST guys as wedding dates/plus-ones, and the TWST cast going on a road trip,, Ngl, I’ve been Considering™ the second one with Azul and I just might do a Thing™ with him for it,, (the brain rot for him is STRONG,,)

Also!! I love the new Vil theme!! :DD

Jackdaw Anon 🐦

AAAA JACKDAW ANON SHAKING YO AU ROOUND I MISSED YOU FR

OKAY NEW UPDATE UM I DONT KNOW HOW LONG YOUVE BEEN GONE FOR BUT I STARTED ARTHURS ROUTE!!! AND I HAVE TWO CHARACTERS FROM IKEREV THAT ARE ROTTING MY BRAINS

THEM!!!!!!!!! ONE OF THEM IS A SILLY GOOSE AND THE OTHER ONE (METAPHORICALLY? VERBALLY?) BEATS HIS ASS I LOVE THEM THEYRE SO SILLY

i have never heard of orange mold before but I HOPE YOU HAD FUN??? A TRIP TO BERLIN SOUNDS EXHUASTING BUT IF YOU HAD FUN THEN IT WAS TOTALLY WORTH IT!!!!

NO YORUE RIGHT THAT STRAIGHT UP LOOKS LIKE A D..,.,..,,. WHEN I DO SWOOPY L'S I ALWAYS MAKE SURE THE L SWOOP IS TINNIE SO THAT DOESNT HAPPEN AJSHFDAJHSDFG

THE NIGHTTIME SCENERY IS SO BEAUTIFUL.,..,,.,. AND THE TRAIN STATION LOOKS SO CLEAN AJSFDAHJSGFDHAGSD AND THE MALLLLLL THE FLOOR IS SO PRETTY JAHSFDHAGSFD and the pringle socks are so silly :3

omg the singing is so beautiful...,,.., i actually really like taht song JHASFDHAGFSDHAGS

PLS ANYTHING WEDDING THEMED WITH OCTAVINELLE HAS ME IN TEH GROUND

IM GLAD YOU LIKE THE THEME JAHSFDAHJSGFDHGASFD

#jackdaw anon <3

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chidoroki · 7 months

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Tokyo Revengers S3EP1

aka: city wide brawling

So the OP song is the same as last season but the visuals changed? I'm not too bothered by it but I would've loved another great song. The boys already looking so good too. Very excited to see more of Smiley and Angry and hopefully I can learn their names properly now.

Aww, Emma looked so pretty in that one shot.

Oh, that one captain of Toman whom I dunno the name of.. does he switch sides? That scene of him getting up from the chair with that pissed off look on his face ain't giving me good vibes.

I'm like 95% certain that Inui eventually cooperates with us while Koko doesn't and that moment with the both of them with the former disappearing from the latter's side sorta reinforces that idea in my mind.

Oh, yup, that Toman captain (Yasuhiro. I was good and looked him up) joins Tenjiku, with Sanzu right behind him too I think. I guess I should've seen that coming, which means Toman loses its fifth division captain and vice captain.

This fight looks insane already. My boy Chifuyu putting in work, Inui looking so unbothered while kicking ass and Kakucho nailing Takemichi with a heavy hit oh my god.. and that moment of Izana running up on Mikey with crazy eyes is definitely creepy.

I try my best to avoid spoilers, honestly, but Mikey and Izana have some sorta history, don't they? like, family related or whatever. And I'm so not looking forward to what may happen with Emma, if it happens this season.

Anyways, lemme actually start this episode.. and we're starting right where we left off, thank god.

“Takemichty, your mind can't even begin to fathom me.” Bro, my mind can't comprehend you either and I hate it. How can Kisaki just jump around to different gangs and reach an authority status so easily, like the hell is so special about you dude?

Hanma riding in on a bike sporting purple leopard patterns.. what an icon.

YO! Mochizuki! Can you not drag my precious boy like that?? And toss him through the air like a sack of potatoes?? I hope Chifuyu kicks his ass during the upcoming battle.

Tenjiku is already brawling with Toman's second division somewhere else? That's Mitsuya's division, yea? Oh dear.

Ain't no way the twins come rushing in by running over all the Tenjiku members with their bikes!! Seeing Smiley all happy like that is hilarious!

Angry doesn't play around, holy shit, his punches are deadly!

Okay okay, so Angry is Souta and Smiley is Nahoya, but if even their intros call 'em by their nicknames I just might do the same, although that'll just lead me to forget their real ones quicker.

Ah damn, so the twins had beef with Mocchi way before their Toman days huh? Alright, either one of them can get revenge on that dude. That's fine.

The twins are insane but I love them already. Well, I know they've been around since the first season, but finally seeing them more is great.

“What if Kisaki can also travel through time?” I'm not completely certain about him but I do know Takemichi isn't the only one capable of doing so at least.

Oohhh Takemichi is through playing games. That's such an angry and determined face!

I know it won't ever happen, but the fact that killing Kisaki has never been brought up as a viable option to stop this chaos is incredible.

Yuuupp, I knew Mitsuya was involved in that brawl happening far away, but at least he's landing a couple nice hits on Mocchi.

Okay what the fuck Ran?? Knocking Mitsuya down with a damn cement block. What cheap stunt.

“Sorry about the cheap shot.” OH well at least he's self aware!!!

I've seen how loved the Haitani brothers are so I'm interested to find out why, though I don't think causing harm to Toman is ca contributing factor..

Mhhhmm I know nothing about Shion aside from this little scene that was teased in trailers but he's intense.. and apparently he was the ninth gen leader of Black Dragon. That's terrifying.

I got a feeling the info the twins forced outta those two Tenjiku dudes was just bait, because if Kakucho is there then that's certainly not good.

I mean, it's nice he sent the swarm of Tenjiku guys away, but I doubt Kakucho is gonna struggle fighting a 1v4 either.

“First Division’s Captain means you’re the toughest of all of you, right?” “Uh, actually, that’s not really true. He fights with his kindness, not his fists.” Glad Chifuyu said what everyone was thinking.

Crazy to think all these fights are happening everywhere between Toman and Tenjiku while Manjiro and Inaza are just chilling by the sea..

So.. they didn't already know each other? Odd. Perhaps they don't remember one another?

That punch of Takemichi's really knocked down Kakucho so hard he's having a serious flashback.. or Takemichi is anyways.

Wait a damn minute, they knew each other in second grade?? Hello???

“You were my hero.” Another one huh?

“Beware of a traitor.” Well thanks to the OP I got a hunch on who two might be. Maybe.

#tokyo revengers #episode reaction

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noramoya · 7 months

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“I have a story I'd like to share with you all. This is about something I experienced yesterday that speaks to the power of Michael Jackson's legacy within the current generation (Gen Z) and why I firmly feel we have nothing to worry about as a fan base. As with all my posts this is long and detailed, so buckle up lol …

As some of you may know, I am a college English professor. I teach almost entirely first-year composition. Well, this week we are talking about "genre." What is genre? How do we identify genre? How do we adapt to different genres? That sort of thing. Well, I like to kick off this topic with a day spent in deep genre analysis. So for this particular lesson, I bring in tons of my personal belongings that represent different types of written genres. Cookbooks, poetry collections, comic books/graphic novels, miscellaneous items like greeting cards, tarot cards, fan fiction, you name it. Well, I also like to bring in physical media including vinyl records and CDs. I like them to analyze liner notes, visual rhetoric, lyrics, etc. What can they determine about genre and audience by looking at these things? I set these items up around the room in "stations" and they visit the stations throughout class, analyzing a few items from each.

I have about 150+ records. Since becoming an MJ fan, he has pretty much taken over my collection. I spend hours (HOURS) scouring record stores for not only his six primary adult albums, but also the 45s of his singles, and the Jacksons albums as well. I am accruing quite a collection (if anyone is interested, I'd be happy to share it, but it's probably quite small compared to others). Needless to say, when I do this assignment I want to bring in albums they will actually recognize. So I brought in an assortment of records: Queen, The Beatles, John Lennon, Jimi Hendrix, Fleetwood Mac, Elton John, Bob Dylan, Yo-yo ma, and, of course Michael Jackson. For Michael, I brought in Thriller 25, Bad 25, and Dangerous. I also brought Thriller 40 on CD, the MJ Motown Stripped sessions on CD, and a 45 of "We are the World." What I'd like to share with you all is the reactions from my students. Now, again, all of my students are between 18-19 years old, which means they were 4-5 years old when Michael died. Each of my classes is small, with about 15 students each. Each of my classes is racially and ethnically diverse.

MY FIRST CLASS: As I am unpacking the vinyl I hear "is that Michael Jackson?!" from one of my female students. She is giddy. I explain the assignment and prompt my students to get up and move around. Immediately, half of the class goes to the vinyl station. They are all grabbing the Michael records - the vinyl, the cds, the We are the World 45. They are shocked that I own these. The other albums are almost entirely ignored. Two girls work through Thriller 25, opening it up and gasping at the pictures. One even takes it and shows it to me, "This is amazing. I want this in my collection. I already have three copies of Thriller but not this one!" Two other girls take Bad 25. "This is one of my favorite albums!" one of them says. She and her friend stare at the photography. "I want to find a boy who will wear eyeliner like this." They go back to their seat and loudly discuss Michael. "God, he was so pretty, wasn't he? He was so good-looking." One asks "What genre was he?" and the other says, "he is The King of Pop! How could you even ask?" Another student from across the room shouts, "he didn't have a genre, he wasn't limited like that. Another student takes the "We are the World" 45 and starts singing it. "I love this song so much!" she says.

SECOND CLASS: I begin unpacking the vinyl, "are those all yours?" someone asks. Of course. They are amazed that I would own vinyl records. Once again, I prompt them to start, and half the class gravitates to the vinyl records. They are fumbling through the Michael albums; the rest are mostly ignored. Two girls scream "oh my God, you have Michael Jackson!" they take Thriller and Bad and run to their seats. A boy grabs "Dangerous" and spends the entire class reading lyrics (not the assignment lol). These albums get passed around the class because everyone wants to see them.

THIRD CLASS: I begin unpacking the vinyl," do you have a record player?" Of course. They are amazed that I would own vinyl records and be able to play them. I set them loose and half the class gravitates to the vinyl. Two boys: "Michael Jackson! I love Michael Jackson. This is the greatest album of all time (Thriller)." Another disagrees, "no, this is the one!" (Bad). One starts singing Beat It. A few reminisce about playing the Michael Jackson experience. One is looking at the photos in Thriller 25 and in a (particularly gorgeous) photo Michael is dressed like royalty (of course) and one of the boys says "I would wear this right now, TODAY." Later, a girl comes up and gasps when she sees Michael Jackson albums. She wants to look at Bad because it's her favorite. She takes Queen next. After a few minutes, she raises her hand and asks "did people really like this band?" and I say, "Well yes, they are still very popular." And she huffs and goes, "well, not MICHAEL JACKSON popular." I laughed and said, well no one is. She says, "Maybe Beyonce?" and a male student says, "no. No one comes close to Michael. No one is as popular as him." The girl says, "he just had that aura, didn't he?"

Friends, it is 2023. These are 18-19 year olds. Can I stress that enough? These are kids who perhaps discovered him in childhood through parents, or perhaps through TikTok, but either way, they know him and they revere him. They see him as fascinating and exciting. They see him as current. Last year I did this same assignment and a student wrote in her analysis "Bob Dylan is music for my dad, Michael Jackson is music for my generation." While of course it is possible some of the quieter kids have a negative perception of Michael, there was a class-wide excitement about him in each class that, if nothing else, proves that whatever negative view of him that infected my generation (millennials) is definitely not carrying over to them. It's also showing any kids who have a negative view that there is more to Michael than that. We all know Michael's appeal crosses all generations, but with social media it is easy to get sucked into the negative and believe his legacy is suffering greatly. I truly don't believe it is. I trust the enthusiasm I see, the excitement in my students' voices, and their absolute steadfast understanding that Michael is a legend. This, to me, is something to be excited about heart❤️”

LENA ZIEGLER

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"That's my Ninpo like we were talking about earlier." With very little effort, he calmly raised up one arm into a vague 'hello' sort of gesture, but his arm seemed to suck up all of the bright light around his body. It manifested into an oversized version of his arm, making me think about the giant purple samurai power that I'd been able to create with the Ki-Stone's help... and how much it took out of me to do that in the first place.

"You can just... DO that whenever you feel like it?!" I was genuinely impressed!

"Pretty much." He grinned proudly - then raised his other arm too, turning it into a second glowing red arm.

I gasped and my mouth hung open and I didn't even care. "It's solid? Like, you can hit people with that?"

"Oh yeah," he answered casually, then smirked in my direction. "... Wanna try it?"

I was on my feet in a second and he joined me, laughing at my 'answer' to his question. "Hey!" He called out. "You wanted to train, after all!"

I nodded, grinning just like he was. It would be fun!

I pulled out my sword and took a quick dart forward to swipe at his left side. I was kind of surprised to see him block it, but more surprised that he lifted his arm up as a follow-up. I understood why a second too late: he caught my sword on one of his glowing arm's spikes! Then, he kept the motion going into a slam on the ground, taking my sword with him until I was leaning over! At the same time, he was pulling me around in a circle, but I let go so that I could jump on his shoulder.

I bounced up and over him, landing in a crouch on the ground. I tried to get him with a leg sweep, but WOW was his stance sturdy. It was like trying to move Kiyoko or Gen! My leg didn't hurt, but only thanks to Karasu-Tengu's training. Since that didn't work, I decided to slide completely underneath of him and snag my sword back - which was good because Raphael tried to 'grab' me by crunching one of his legs, but I was too fast! As I rose up with my sword in both hands to face him again, he continued his motion with a kick towards my chest that would've knocked me back against the padded wall, but I jumped just in time to avoid it.

I narrowed my eyes, thinking about how that might be the only moment that he'd be susceptible to getting pulled off-balance, but how could I do it? Of course, not with my sword, but instead with my yo-yo! I reached forward, parallel with his leg, and threw it out sideways from myself so that it wrapped around his ankle-wraps. As quick as I could, I ducked down and into a roll, trying to pull him with me. I think it was a pretty solid plan.

The problem? When I pulled, his leg turned into that bright red outline and the tension on my yo-yo went slack. "Hah! Nice try!"

I turned over my shoulder just in time to see the REAL Raphael coming at me full-speed from the other side of the room. I braced with my arms crossed, and he kicked me with the flat of his shin, but I held my ground - determined to show him what I was capable of. I did skid a bit from his impact, but I didn't go flying at least.

"Oof!" I groaned. "You're strong!"

"And you're as fast as Leo," Raphael replied.

I smiled. "Thanks!" I rolled underneath of his raised leg, then took a leap until I could land on the top of his shell and back in a crouch. Of course, that was pretty challenging a landing between all of his spikes, but at least he was similar in body structure to Leonardo, so I knew what to expect. I could grip the top of his shell for an instant as I braced my feet on his back.

I saw him reaching up for me with over-extended arms thanks to his Ninpo, but I was already jumping forward over his head — and grabbed his mask to pull it down over his eyes.

"Ack!" He gasped, right as I was pulling out my yo-yo to try again.

Unfortunately for me, he was able to over-size his arms again, and just swung himself around in a whirlwind circle, knocking me away against the wall in surprise. As he pulled his mask back into place, I raised my hand up to ask for a break. He seemed to understand and walked closer to me, but not to attack.

As we both took a few calming breaths, I sheathed my sword. "I thought your Ninpo was supposed to help with meditating and remembering your family - isn't that what you said before?"

"It's both." As confused as I was, I pulled myself upright off the wall while he kept talking - and the fondness in his voice was really obvious. "When I meditate, I can think about the Hamato clan - especially our Gram-Gram Karai - and sometimes she can appear in my thoughts to give me advice. That connection to our family powers the Ninpo we use when we fight."

"Whoa..."

Raphael nodded, and pointed to my sword. "That's why we thought that if you can see and talk to your Grandpa Miyamoto Usagi sometimes, you should be able to see and talk to your parents too."

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Read the whole thing starting from Ch. 1 here on AO3! What part are you most excited about being drawn out in comic form?

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