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zecoritheweirdone · 3 months

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ok i feel like. i feel like we're all ignoring the potential comedy of arthur's arm. like. yeah f in the chat and yeah he's incredibly terrified of mystery because of it. but like. once he gets over that. you're telling me arthur hasn't thought to try and hold it over the dog's head, like. at least once? like. "mystery i know you don't wanna help me do this thing, but like.... pleaseeeee? you owe me for the arm, you know."

anyway, semi-related to this– me and a friend had a silly little discussion(more like pseudo-roleplay,, sksjsksm),,, and it prompted me into making a little comic 'bout it,,, sksjsksjsk.

#my art #mystery skulls animated #arthur kingsmen #msa arthur #msa mystery #i was showing part of an outline for a fic i wanted to make;; and it spawned the discussion;;; skmsksjsks #will i ever actually make it? who knows. 'cause i just spent three hours drawing this instead of actually writing it.#i am so good at writing <- constantly procrastinating always #this is my first time drawing arthur;; and second time drawing mystery;;; and i'm pretty happy with how they came out!!#expressions and poses are my number one enemy tho #still not 100% sure if they really work with the dialogue given but it's too late to fix it now;; sksmsksms

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teecupangel · 3 months

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Found another animal to annoy Desmond with: boat-billed heron

The unofficial bird of the Brotherhood is the eagle. No one has tried to refute that. Before they were called Assassins, eagles have always been their companion of some kind.

So it was not surprising that everyone and their parents were talking about how Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad had gotten himself a bird companion.

… that wasn’t an eagle.

Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad was what most Assassin aspire to be, unless the name of that Assassin was Malik Al-Sayf then Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad was the Assassin he absolutely didn’t want to be.

Even if some of them are annoyed by his arrogance, they cannot deny his skills and intellect. Which only makes the fact that Altaïr’s bird companion was some strange massive bill that reminded some of them of the underside of a boat.

It was like the heavens had punished Altaïr for his arrogance. The bird was strange-looking enough that anyone who saw it would be curious, making any attempts of stealth be useless.

They don’t call it a curse in front of Altaïr’s face, of course. They weren’t suicidal.

… unless the name of the Assassin was Abbas Sofian then that fool deliberately insult both Altaïr and his bird in their faces. Other Assassins simply sighed and ignored it, having lived with the two’s animosity for so long that it had become a norm at this point.

Then they heard Abbas scream and turned back around to find the bird had started to attack the man, trying to peck his eyes out with his large bill.

Altaïr was trying to stop the bird, “You’ll hurt yourself, Desmond! Stop!”

… worried more about the bird than the brother it was attacking.

Of course.

Altaïr had always been a strange boy.

This entire debacle ended with Al Mualim punishing both Assassins, Abbas for his careless words and Altaïr for being unable to control his bird.

1 week in the dungeons.

1 week of the bird terrorizing Al Mualim as if to protest for its owner’s cruel fate.

Nothing serious.

He perched on the window behind Al Mualim with eyes glaring daggers hard enough that the other Assassins were worried that it would actually try to attack Al Mualim.

Missing documents later to be found in other places that would make Al Mualim’s back ache.

Tipping the black ink bottle while it was open, purposely missing any of the paper on the table but wasting the ink and dirtying the table.

Sitting on Al Mualim’s head until Al Mualim shoo him away, only to return after Al Mualim had started to relax once more.

The bird was a terror to everyone but Altaïr.

… and Kadar, apparently. But considering how ‘close’ Kadar was to Altaïr, it wasn’t any surprising.

By the end of Altaïr’s punishment in the dungeon, everyone was relieved…

… including Al Mualim.

#desmond’s pettiness is mild because he’s not yet sure if this al mualim is already a templar #he’s giving him the benefit of the doubt #desmond was given a big bill and my god he was going to use it #after this incident #every time abbas and altair’s path intersect #desmond would try to peck his eyes out #even when they ignore each other #desmond is turned into an animal subgenre #desmond is turned into a creature subgenre #assassin's creed #desmond miles #altaïr ibn la'ahad #ask and answer #teecup writes/has a plot #fic idea: assassin's creed

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marypsue · 11 months

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I'm gonna say this as a genuine fan of animation and somebody who has been squeeing about ATSV's behind-the-scenes ever since the team started tweeting about how they did it: every single person who said that movie needed a photosensitivity warning was Not Kidding and it's honestly negligent that it didn't have one. I get like one migraine per decade and I had to take a preemptive tylenol as soon as I got back from the theatre because I could already feel one coming on. Thankfully that seemed to take care of it, but if I hadn't known before I went to the movie that it was going to be that much fast, bright, flashing, high-contrast everything for so much of the movie, if I hadn't realised what was going on and been able to medicate for it or I happened to be more sensitive to migraines than I am and hadn't known I'd have to skip this movie, I would've been out of commission for a day or more. And I'm not even epileptic.

#unfortunately the first thing I saw warning about this said. that they just shouldn't have done any of the animation they did.#because it is such a photosensitivity trigger.#and that it was cruel and negligent to not change the animation style completely to remove all the fast high-contrast flashing.#i think. there needs to be room in the world for art that is not accessible to absolutely everyone. even if that sometimes includes me.#but I also think that. when art is likely to be actively harmful. even to a small subset of people.#that people need to be given that information up front.#so that they can make decisions to protect themselves or to mitigate the harm if they decide that experiencing the art is worth it.#put accurate lists of ingredients on food. put accurate tags on fic.#and put accurate warnings on movies that contain a lot of high-contrast flashing.

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whimsicalcotton · 26 days

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she pulled you out again

#ive given up trying to make my art look pretty. it looks how it looks and that's life babey #however i Did put a decent bit of effort into it so. into the wild it goes. hi. sorry i'm drawing my own fic. it will happen again #chloe price #lis #animal injury cw #just in case as per usual #im trying so hard to get the hang of coloring. is it working?? tune in next week to find out #nova scribbles #marrow max tag

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allidopas · 6 months

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i wrote a fic about basileus from dragalia lost 🫡

#dragalia lost #basileus dragalia lost #I try not to like. Promote my fics too much because I save the effort for my art but.#Listen! I like writing too #Mayhaps I am even better at writing than drawing #Which #Given my mediocre anime ass drawing skills is probably not a very high bar to clear #But still.

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grismavessel · 11 months

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Heyyyy Jules, it's been busy so I haven't been on Tumblr a lot so return art! Killer into for Axe killer Gris

You *rattles you like a maraca* I have ideas i have ideas to go with an axe killer gris hehehe

So what goes REALLY WELL with a crazy axe man? A crazy forest/wild man

I thought of, you know, the woodsman and the big bad wolf go hand in hand and are usually enemies, but what if they were lovers instead heheh and I also pictured that one princess Mononoke scene, Gris threatening to off Ingo and all Ingo could do is admire Gris.

So, thought process and au ramble time + art: (sorry I wrote a lot :3)

Gris is a crazy, deranged axe murder in this au (haven't come up with a name), they're in the forest and wilds and will terrorize any outsiders that come near them because they're very bitter about other people and wants their space.

So for Ingo, train man enthusiast, to fall for this villain, he'd also need to be chucked into a wood chipper and look extra ragged and hobo-ish with a dash more angst :3

I'd imagine this version of Ingo, 'Hunter' Ingo I'm calling him, would've had his head hit just a little harder when he gets eeby deebied. So on top of having no memories, the injury basically wipes his memory. Also he isn't found by any pearl clan members but by wild pokemon (I was thinking either Sneaslers or Zoroarks but I can't really decide what fits better), so Ingo creates new memories and thinks he's just a weird looking wild pokemon. He was always that and needs to rehabilitate himself so he can be a contributing member of the pack.

He does get separated from his pack one day and finds an abandoned camp with some various items such as a mirror and a broken festival mask. He sees the mirror and immediately recoils because he hasn't seen his face in months and had no memory of what it looked like. When he does see his reflection, he doesn't like it because he can feel something in the back of his mind wanting to come out and break free, long lost memory just itching to come out but it hurts his head. So he dawns the mask to prevent anymore bad feelings coming back.

He's in rough shape, he's stronger and faster but he's very reclusive and nonverbal.

They way Ingo and Gris would meet in this au would be just somewhere out in the wilds. Gris is hunting for food and spots Ingo, but they can't keep up with him. It isn't until Ingo pounces on Gris that they realize Ingo was the one hunting them. They scuffle and eventually Gris's mask falls off.

Ingo sees and has a tarzan moment where he realizes that he's not a pokemon and the reason why he feels so different than his pack was because he's actually human, and Gris is the first human he's seen since he woke up in the icelands.

The two go their seperate ways and retreat because neither one wants to be dinner.

They run into one another again and again, but hostility lessens each time. One because Gris sees that Ingo's very off, he's not civilized at all, and two Ingo wants to know more about being human and so far Gris is the closest one for miles.

The 'trying to kill each other for food' stops at some point and they forge a friendship. They hang out and exchange food. Gris would teach him manners and how to talk (I'd still think Ingo would be very quiet, but when he does speak it scares Gris half to death because of the seer volume he has).

At some point Ingo decides that he can no longer live with his pack and moves in with Gris. Together they form the local legend of the Axe Man and The Hunter.

Neither one is doing well (cough cough i would draw a proper aze murder gris n ingo but I'm not feeling blood atm (maybe for Halloween >:D)), but they fit comfort in one another still because they are in love and can be cute and deranged together because I said so <3<3<3

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lovelynim · 2 years

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TickleTober2022/Day 14 - Tracing

Given - Mafuyu x Uenoyama

Mafuyu was sitting right behind his boyfriend, watching him play the video game through the stage. Uenoyama was doing well, jumping across platforms and stepping on the enemy's head.

Regardless of the results the ravenhead was getting, that was their plans for the weekend and Uenoyama seemed to be having fun, which was also great, but…

Mafuyu didn't consider that he was going to have to fight for his own boyfriend's attention against a video game character.

"Aaand… there it is! Yes! Hehe, did you see that?" Uenoyama cheered, turning his head around to see Mafuyu, who quickly hid his pout and showed him a smile, just to let go after he looked back to the screen.

He was getting bored, maybe even annoyed, but he also didn't want to act clingy because of that.

Laying his chin on the ravenhead, Mafuyu slowly dragged his fingers up his boyfriend's back, starting to trace shapes up and down.

It didn't take long for him to notice how tense his boyfriend got all of the sudden, how stiff his breathing was. Mafuyu experimentally slided his digits under Uenoyama's shoulder blade and smiled at the reaction he got.

"M-Mahafuyu- yohou are t-ticklihing me," he said, trying to supress his giggles when the other lightly wiggled his fingers near the back of his neck.

"I know," he replied with a smile clear on his voice. Uenoyama tried to arch his back or slightly lean his body away, but it wasn't of much use as Mafuyu followed his moves. "Careful, Uenoyama, you almost died there."

"B-but I cahan't- aha, f-focus wihith you tihickling me ~" the boy whined, stopping at a nearby check point to wait while he talked to his boyfriend.

"I'd say I'm only making the game a little harder, you are really good at it, so why don't we make a bet?" Mafuyu muttered, chuckling when he felt the other letting go of the controller to hold his hand, making him stop the tickling.

"A bet?" Uenoyama looked at him, curious about the Idea.

"Yeah, you keep playing until you beat the boss and I will be tracing your back just like I did now… if you beat him, I will stop. But, if you die, I…" he leaned his head closer to Uenoyama, whispering something right into his ear, something that made the ravenhead face go red in a matter of seconds.

"Mafuyu!"

"Yes?" He smiled mischievously.

The ravenhead sighed, shaking his head as he tried to shake the embarrassment away. "Alright, bet."

A/N: Sorry if they may sound a little ooc, it’s been a while since I watched given :,) BUT ANYWAYS HERE WE ARE and I love this prompt for teasy scenarios, so here we are with one starring this lovely couple. Hope you enjoyed it! ~

#augtickletober2022 #tickletober2022 #given #given tickling #uenoyama x mafuyu #uenoyama ritsuka #mafuyu sato #anime tickling #tickle fic #lee!uenoyama #ticklish!uenoyama #ler!mafuyu

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no1ryomafan · 3 months

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The subject of how female characters are portrayed in mecha rotates constantly in my head after I watch a mecha with at least one noteworthy female and I do want to at some point do a in depth discussion post about this-but at a way later time because there’s a lot of noteworthy shows I have not seen still to really properly comment and critique this part of the genre-but despite this I wanted to talk about Dorothy from Big O rq:

I’ve been thinking about how Dorothy is one of the better supporting females in the genre despite seeing at least one person point she’s a bit of a damsel in distress. I think what helps Dorothy is she’s not always kidnapped, she has a good amount of episodes where she’s the central focus and not helpless, but for every time she’s kidnapped it seems to wrap around with her saving Roger. The biggest examples I can think of this the third Beck episode where Roger is the one who’s kidnapped and Dorothy manages to outsmart Beck despite him originally kidnapping and controlling her twice-making it super satisfying she finally got back at him-and the finale, where somehow Dorothy, without her memories managed to come back online to recuse Roger and aids him in the finale fight. Dorothy’s entire character arc is about her doing her own thing, BEING her own person, so it makes sense why she’s a bit of a subdivision of the regular damsel in distress. She still gets kidnapped but she’s not helpless and usually returns the favor to Roger, making every time Roger *does* have to recuse her seem out of genuine care and not “this girl I like is in danger and helpless!” (especially because Roger didn’t fully realize her feelings for her until the very end)

That said, even if I think Dorothy is a well done take of a otherwise really bad trope that plagues female characters since she does very much have agency, one thing on reflection that does irk me a bit that would’ve made her character a tad more satisfying is if Dorothy *actually* got to properly pilot Big O:

Every time we’ve seen her in the robots it’s only either been she was unconscious/defenseless-I. E. ep 4 and ep 9-or at the aid of Roger. While the latter is more common, and like I said in the finale she is still very important in helping in the finale fight as she uses herself to power up Big O, multiple times before we have seen her capable of being able to pilot it. Big O may like Roger the most, it is his robot, but it also recognizes Dorothy cares about him just as much as it does, so I think it would’ve been cool even if it was for one episode if she got to pilot it instead, whether it be because Roger got injured or kidnapped.

Or maybe I’m just nitpicking a little and really like the idea of “robot operating a robot” since Dorothy is still one of the best supporting females in the genre, but just because they’re supporting doesn’t mean they shouldn’t be allowed to fully pilot the robot at least once. : p

#meg text #the big o #mecha analysis #brought to you by “I was writing a fic not even related to this idea yet thought about it”#one idea I always rotated in my head that’s mainly a what if SRW thing is like- Dorothy using Dorothy 1 which be hilarious but cool #but given they sadly casted it aside big o is likely the robot she would pilot #Oh and with my usual brain worms I would love if like despite Dorothy being deadpan being in the robot causes her to emote a bit #arma go effect #even if Roger is still one of the more tamer super robot pilots and big o doesn’t have a lot of crazy stuff in its arsenal (anime wise)#now if this was the manga? Lord #Also despite what I said I may just do individual female posts and maybe do a long post about all the common “tropes” in mecha I see #since I very much could give my getter female takes but I just was thinking about Dorothy again

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transingthoseformers · 1 year

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So I'm on a psychology streak today, so I actually have a question for y'all:

Do you have any fics that irrevocably changed how you look at the world, for better or worse?

#btw this question is entirely voluntary #fanfiction #I'll start with ''the pound'' and ''to the victor goes the spoils''#though in general a lot of shattered glass fics display my reasoning behind this #they remind me of the standford prison project and of Animal Farm #most explicitly they showed me how easily authority can become corrupt #how preexisting biases can influence a fledgling government and power structure leading to unfair rights laws #definitely has given me a mistrust in authority and a sense of urgency for the current dumpster fire that is my country #psychology #i do prefer to read much more lighthearted fanfiction now but I'm not going to ignore how my previous tastes in the grim/dark affected me #need i point to my blog disclaimer again

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kakusu-shipping · 2 years

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Not sure if you're still into Inscryption since it's been a while, BUT I just wanted to let you know that whenever I need some comfort, I'll reread "Just say the word and I'll lasso the moon."

It's just such a soft fic. So thank you for writing it 💕

Bestie I am falling apart not only from this knowledge that I've made someone's comfort fic but also because this ask spurred me to go re-read said fic and now I am a pile of mush at 1:30 in the AM over Leshy Inscryption once more.

It was my softest most self-indulgent work I think and I'm so glad other people like it enough to reread it you have made my week homie and I wish you the very best in life going forward

#Falling apart falling apart falling apart #Collapsing into pieces #Melting at the seams #Also yes I am still into Inscryption I'm into all of my Fandoms equally at all times I never leave one #Once I like something I like it that much forever #The main draw with that way of enjoying things is I never know what exactly to focus on at any given time #I have a handful of left of Inscryption x Reader requests and two highly detailed DR requests #And some Animal Crossing Yandere thoughts all my own to work on #So whatever happens really depends on who wants to come kick me in the ass in a direction first #This to say I am still thinking about Inscryption and kissing Leshy directly on the mouth I can promise you that #One day I will write another kissing Leshy fic and it will be just as stupid soft you'll see #you'll all see #I was gonna write Yandere Tom Nook tonight and y'all had to come be sweet about Inscryption and now my Nook brain is blank #how could you do this to me I love you but how could you do this to me

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neganium · 5 months

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finding a new fic in my current hyperfixation's tag on AO3 (y'all know what it is) that is an interesting AU, and hoping all the while as I read that the author isn't fucking nasty like the last person I ran into was (and somehow saw me posting about it even tho I didn't tag it or even mention the fandom in the post itself, and bitched at me for it). They have a twitter handle on their profile, but it's not one I recognize (tho since I go there so infrequently, and have been actively avoiding the place for months now, that doesn't really say anything); idk if they're on tumblr too or not. hh.

#they've apparently been posting a few years now but this is the first fic for this fandom they've posted it seems #also they don't really have any red flags wrt the kinds of stories they post as far as I can tell #everything that has a rating is G-rated; there's some unrated stuff but nothing too worrying maybe?#I didn't look too closely...#also they aged the characters up quite a bit; which is a bit uncomfy; but that could be just what they think their ages Are #technically canon hasn't given them proper numbers; tho in the anime I would say they're under 20 at least #bc they're never depicted drinking alcohol even when a clearly adult character in the same scene has a glass of wine #(they just gave them Ambiguous Orange Beverage that could be either Soda Or Juice that seems to be the go-to for children in anime)#they did still at least acknowledge that the person who was in a coma was still mentally a child... (they role-swapped them w the OG person #but it's still nice to see that being recognized)

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waywardsalt · 1 year

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I collected my current Phantom Hourglass oneshots into a series! The amount of organization you can do on ao3 is cool. Anyways, they’re all in one spot now and any future oneshots will most likely be added to this series.

#this is self-promotion and also a pat on the back for figuring this out #phantom hourglass #salty talks #ao3 is cool actually.#this doesnt have a description yet bc i cant. figure out how to summarize what my ph oneshots are meant to be #also this counts as a second posting of my fics' links bc i cant just. repost my old ones so this is the new official link post #for the ao3 editions of my ph works. yippeeeeeee #pspspsps interested in reading (currently) the only ph fics where linebeck is autistic? ive got 3 of them n his autism is only relevant in 2 #link is also autistic but thats a given #the best description i have for this series rn is that its like. if phantom hourglass got an anime this would be anime-only content #this is my phantom hourglass adaptation but its only the character driven chapters #but yeah i will add future ph fics to this and shuffle things around to be in chronological order #i dont know if ill add stuff set before the game (after game stuff is post-ph and thats its own thing eventually)#fanfiction #my writing

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sqenthusiast · 1 year

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oooh okay 28, 44, 58, 100 (feel free to pick and choose/combine/etc) <3

28 - Found Family/Families of Choice, 44 - Gifts/Prizes/Rewards, 58 - Animals/Pets, 100 - For Me?

I put a read more in this one because it's longer

SQ did like his apartment. Truly, he did. But sometimes he couldn't help but feel it was a little... well, lonely was really the only word he could think of to describe it. Then again, he'd never been particularly good with words.

Maybe it was the lack of decoration, or the fact he was so far from what he'd once considered a home, or maybe it was the simple fact that he was, in fact, alone in the apartment. Whatever it was, the feeling had been clinging to him since he'd moved in.

He broached this feeling to Mr. Benedict one morning when he came to visit. These visits were frequent, Mr. Benedict wanted to be sure that SQ was settling into his new environment well. SQ would make tea (he was getting better at doing so without burning his fingers,) and the two would sit on the couch and just talk. Mr. Benedict would ask him how he'd been feeling, and SQ would always default to saying he was fine, even when that wasn't truthful. Today was no different, except for the part where Mr. Benedict asked him how he'd been doing.

"Honestly," SQ said, staring into the surface of his tea, "I've been kind of lonely. I- I love the apartment, it's very nice but... it's very... I can't think of the word."

"It's very empty?" Mr. Benedict suggested, and SQ nodded. Mr. Benedict hummed and leaned back against the couch. "Well, I can imagine it's difficult to adjust to suddenly being so independent. You were surrounded by people for a very long time, yes?"

"Yes,"

"Then it seems only natural to me that a sudden lack of people would leave you feeling wanting." That did make sense, he supposed. He'd been so crowded for so long that now he didn't know what to do with himself. The issue now was how to fix it. Mr. Benedict looked at him sympathetically and reached over to pat his hand and squeeze it gently. "I'm sure it will be easier in time. And until then, if there's anything we can do, you just say the word, okay?"

"Okay."

Turns out, there was something they could do. About a week later, there was a knock on the door. Loud and insistent. It didn't stop until he'd answered it. Kate stood on the other side, Milligan and Mr. Benedict close behind her. She had what appeared to be a crate of some sort in her arms, and it was covered in a blanket.

"We brought you something! Sort of! Mr. Benedict said you should only take it if you feel ready to but I think-"

"Okay, Katie-cat," Milligan said, setting a hand on her shoulder, "how about we actually show him what it is, first?" Bewildered, SQ let them inside and they all gathered in the living room, sitting on the floor around the box.

"So, um... what is it?" Kate promptly lifted the blanket from the crate. It was a simple carrier, the kind you'd see at a vet, mostly plastic with a little grated door at the front. SQ blinked, no less confused, peeked inside. Curled up at the back of the carrier was a small cat. SQ's heart skipped a beat. He looked up at the three of them.

"I know you expressed to me that the apartment feels very lonely," Mr. Benedict said, "this little one showed up a few days ago. We had her checked and she's in good health, and she doesn't belong to anyone. Unfortunately, we can't keep her, because Number Two is rather allergic to cats. I know it's not quite the same as a roommate, but I thought maybe you would like her. That is, only if you feel you can, please don't be pressured, I'm aware an animal is quite the responsibility. But, if you'd like her, we've already gotten everything she would need."

SQ looked back into the crate. The cat had lifted her head and was now blinking her eyes awake and crawling towards the front of the crate. She came right up to the grate and pressed her nose against it. She stuck out a paw and tapped at SQ's hand, which he'd found unconsciously hovering towards the door of the carrier.

"...I'll take her."

Soon after, they brought everything inside. They set the litterbox in the bathroom and the food and water bowls in the kitchen. A few toys had been brought as well. When everything was said and done, SQ decided to introduce her to the bathroom first. It was the smallest room in the apartment. He left the door open a crack, should she want to explore.

Kate suggested her name her Hazelnut, because her fur was a warm brown. He couldn't agree more. Eventually, the three of them had to go. But this time, when they left, SQ didn't feel quite as intensely lonely as usual. She may have been hiding in the bathroom for the moment, be he knew he had company now, and that was enough for the time being.

#answered #my writing #fic #milligan wetherall #kate wetherall #mr benedict #sq pedalian #idk if this quite fit the prompts given but. i saw pets/animals and immediately remembered my hc about SQ having two cats post-series

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vermillioncrown · 2 years

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Re: your follow up post, ig. I’m second gen ish Taiwanese American, aspec, and gender wobbly (she/they, I think?? Still working on that bit). I’ve always felt on the lines between categories. Not really this, not really that. Close enough to be perceived as a thing, but not really. I love dbd for the entertainment value, ofc. But what makes it the best of best, imo, is that you do put so much thought in the dialogue, and that dbd is so intensely relatable in ways I don’t usually see. Thank you.

not really this, not really that. not allowed a voice, being told to go away, this is not for you. nothing is for you. oh, hmm... you belong over there, told x2

(let's not get into the 'degree' of chinese-ness, too with the contention between taiwanese vs mainland vs hk, and then for mainland we have our own bs. you'll never be a thing. you're expected to embrace that freedom, the lack of 'leash', the individuality as an american. but of course, you're never american enough, either.)

i love all the readers of dbd, and of course with all things we have favorites. there is a special place in my heart for the ones that reach out and tell me that i wrote something that connected with them. not to be petty and catty - but because i've spent my years seeking those connections and not finding them - you'll be hard pressed to find something like dbd (~ she's not like other girls~ kidding but not kidding)

and for me...

it's like coming home, to know i'm not alone out there. so thank you for reading 🥰

#inquiry #Anonymous #feeling kinda emotional bc i watched a v good video essay on crazy rich asians lol #you caught me at a vulnerable time #representation does not have to be the aim of a story. but that's if we take all stories out there in a vacuum without context #like each fanfic i read w oc's and si's can stand on their own as stories of their own merit #but all together - in the near two decades of me reading fanfics #i can count on one hand the fics where the characters and motives didn't have to be scrutinized through the Complex Assimilation Algorithm #even for stuff that's not western. i stuck with mostly western things and tried not to think about it #with mdzs the pro is that it felt like certain concepts and perspectives could finally be voiced and were given names #and the con is. well. people misunderstanding that.#unwillingness to listen and empathize; even though people like you and me have probably been forced to do the same all our lives #lol idk i'm def feeling hard about this #like when someone gets something so wrong in an anime-based fic i just 'lol bye'#but in mdzs fics i just... it feels bitter and painful and spite-inducing #this is not like how anime got popularized. you sought this out. you went out of your way.#and you have the audacity to not respect that it's not gonna fit your worldview; refuse to adapt your perspective?#be it malice or ignorance #it's like being pelted with stones all your life #i encourage people to approach media (not just fanfic; all media) with a slower pace. reserve judgment. keep in mind context.#it makes the experience richer

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scoutdoesstuff · 2 years

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day five of prompts in the form of names of tea samples :). today's was a weird one. my sampler set is from adagio.com, which does fandom blends and my sample today was one of those! called shizuo heiwajima, it's based on a character from a manga/anime called durarara!! which i had never heard of. some googling later and i came up with this :).

Sam and Dean find themselves working a weird case in New Hampshire, with a new friend.

Bobby cold calls them at 5AM on a Sunday. They both almost fall out of bed trying to find their respective phones.

“What do you know about dullahan?” Bobby asks without any fucking preamble when one of them manages to find the phone that Bobby had rung them on. His voice comes out tinny over the cheap phone’s shitty speaker.

Dean shoots a look at Sam. Sam shrugs.

“Nothin’,” Dean says.

“What about the legend of Sleepy Hollow?” Bobby asks, peeved. Dean and Sam stare at the phone, and then at each other, and then at the phone.

“You still there, geniuses?” Bobby asks, voice getting uncharitably loud for 5AM on any given day, much less a Sunday.

“Am I hallucinating from exhaustion or did you seriously just ask us if we knew the legend of Sleepy Hollow?” Sam says, still staring at the phone.

Dean’s too tired to keep himself from giggling.

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Portsmouth, New Hampshire seems to have a ghost problem, according to Bobby. About three weeks ago, a headless rider was spotted for the first time galloping down one of the town’s main roads in the middle of the night. New Hampshire was a bit north for a legend of Sleep Hollow re-enactment — that was really more of a New York thing — and was at first dismissed as some harmless pre-Halloween pranks by teenagers. It kept happening, though, and the local folks who lied nearby that road started to get annoyed and asked local police to step in and put a stop to the matter.

About a week ago, the cops showed up to wrangle the (supposed) prankster and their horse into at least keeping their joyrides to the weekend. The only problem was that the cops couldn’t catch the horse. The footage of a cop car going eighty miles an hour on a highway, being outrun by a horse with a headless rider goes viral. Everyone assumes it’s a clever fake, especially since the horse and rider disappear into thin air just before reaching the edge of town.

Bobby’s convinced it’s not.

After giving Sam and Dean a tongue lashing for being quote “sassy” with him, Bobby orders them to get a few more hours sleep and then hit the road to meet a new pal of his, a Shizuo Heiwajima, in Portsmouth.

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Portsmouth is gorgeous, if you’re into the whole New England small town vibe. Sam likes the history. Dean likes that he can let Baby run hard on the roads outside of town. They’ve both been to worse towns at this point in their lives. They even get lucky and find themselves a bed and breakfast with available beds. It’s not frigid yet, but neither brother is sorry to have a real bed to sleep instead of burying themselves under blankets in the Impala.

Bobby’s new friend is late, so Sam drags Dean through first the Strawberry Bake Museum and then the Moffatt-Ladd House and Garden, cooing over the history and re-enactors. It’s not exactly Dean’s bag, but it is cool to see how people used to live way back when. Except Dean can’t shake the feeling that their being watched. Every time he looks around, though, he doesn’t see any one that pings his danger radar, just a bunch of other tourists.

The feeling lingers, though. By the time Sam is waffling on whether or not to go to the Warner House, yet another historic house full of dead people’s things, Dean’s so one edge he can hear his teeth grinding.

Naturally, that’s when Shizuo “call me Shi, everyone else does” Heiwajima shows up. He’s tall and all apologetic smiles with bleached blonde hair and kind brown eyes. He’s easy to like, right up until he scares the shit out of Sam and Dean by lifting a fucking car on his own.

But that comes later.

What comes first is a solid week of zero leads and then three people go missing overnight. Dean, Sam, and Shi spend two days after that chasing their tails all across three quarters of New Hampshire, following several sightings of the missing townsfolk. Dean spends the whole time with that same squirrely feeling of being followed, but nothing comes of it. He just stays itchy and paranoid and has a really fucking hard time sleeping.

Sam thinks he’s cracked right up until Sam opens their motel door on their third day of hunting three missing people to find a woman standing on the threshold. She’s at least five ten, dressed in biker leathers with a helmet over her head.

Sam lets her walk right past him and into their hotel room. Dean and Shi stand up like they’re going for their weapons and then suddenly they don’t want to.

Dean and Sam don’t really feel fear like normal people these days. But there’s an icy chill in both of their stomachs.

That chill goes full arctic blast when the woman takes off her helmet to reveal that there’s nothing underneath it, like her body starts at the neck instead of at the head.

“Gentleman,” a ghastly, disembodied voice floats through the room, seemingly emanated from the … creature standing in the middle of their shabby chic hotel room. “I need your help. It seems someone has stolen my head.”

There’s a beat of silence.

“Someone stole your what?” Dean, Sam, and Shi say in unison.

The creature, somehow, sighs.

#this one might get continued too #took me a hot minute to get this prompt to work though given the whole here's a character you have zero familiarity with #from an anime you've never watched deal #spn #my fic #tea prompts

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nientedal · 2 years

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if you think "i don't like the content of these recent chapters as much, i hope you decide to make the next chapters the way i like so i can enjoy the story more" is constructive criticism, you are cordially invited to eat shit and die (:

#why yes i AM still salty about some reviews from years ago that i don't think i ever replied to #because one was tone-deaf as shit #and another was clearly coming from a place of grief and not reason #(but it was still FUCKING RUDE)#not to mention absolutely buckwild given the fact that the story's summary CLEARLY STATES THE THING THEY WERE UPSET ABOUT #ughghghgh.#''i don't like the content of this story and i wish you wrote it a different'' cool? good for you?#now go away and make yourself a nice balloon animal like the clown you are #yes authors do remember shitty reviews that piss us off! maybe don't be a shithead about the story you are consuming FOR FREE #''write the way i want you to write'' NO. AAAAHAHAHA #shut up you entitled jackass #go write your own fic if you're so unhappy

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