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toffeechad · 1 year

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▂▃▄▅▆▇█▓▒░ My new pinned!░▒▓█▇▆▅▄▃▂

【Fictive indicators!!】

ꕥ = Major kin!

ᰔᩚ = Semi-major kin!

✬ = Partial kin!

My system's fictionkins/fictives:

Puffball (BFDI) ꕥ (my main fictive!)

Fries (BFDI) ꕥ

Eraser (BFDI) ✬

Pen (BFDI) ��

Golf Ball (BFDI)

Tennis Ball (BFDI) ꕥ

TV (BFDI) ✬

Leafy (BFDI) ꕥ

Firey (BFDI) ꕥ

Winner (BFDI) ꕥ

Flower (BFDI) ꕥ

Dora (BFDI) ᰔᩚ

Four (XFOHV/BFDI) ꕥ

X (XFOHV/BFDI) ꕥ

Hatsune Miku (VOCALOID) ꕥ

Stella (Angry Birds) ᰔᩚ

Bloody Bunny (Bloody Bunny) ✬

Mumu (Bloody Bunny) ✬

Dark Rabbit (Bloody Bunny) ✬

Rainbow Dash (MLP) ꕥ

Pyro (TF2) ✬

Dave (DFAC/FNF) ꕥ

Bambi (FNF) ᰔᩚ

Tristan (DFAC2/FNF) ✬

DATA_EXPUNGED (FNF)

Bandu (FNF) ᰔᩚ

Bendu (FNF) ✬

Ringi (FNF) ᰔᩚ

Bambom (FNF) ✬

Marjia (Muse Dash) ✬

Buro (Muse Dash) ᰔᩚ

Sorbet Shark Cookie (Cookie Run) ꕥ

Timekeeper Cookie (Cookie Run) ᰔᩚ

Lychee Dragon Cookie (Cookie Run) ✬

Fettuccine Cookie (Cookie Run) ✬

Peni Parker (Spiderverse) ꕥ

Crimson (Total Drama: The Ridonculous Race) ✬

Gardevoir (Pokémon) ✬

Lightbulb (Inanimate Insanity) ꕥ

Test Tube (Inanimate Insanity) ᰔᩚ

Paintbrush (Inanimate Insanity) ᰔᩚ

Bot (Inanimate Insanity) ꕥ (3rd major fictive!)

Shadow the Hedgehog (Sonic) ᰔᩚ

Boboiboy (Boboiboy) ᰔᩚ

Yaya (Boboiboy) ᰔᩚ

Gebura (Lobotomy Corporation) ✬

Strawberry Cream Cookie (Cookie Run) ✬

Kotoko Utsugi (Danganronpa) ꕥ

Babs (Chicken Run) ✬

Shaun (Shaun The Sheep) ꕥ

Speakerwoman (Skibidi Toilet) ᰔᩚ

Mr Strong (The Mr Men Show) ᰔᩚ (2nd major fictive!)

Tweak (Octonauts) ᰔᩚ (4th major fictive!)

Ami (Hi Hi Puffy AmiYumi) ᰔᩚ

Bubble (BFDI) ᰔᩚ

Mr Nervous (The Mr Men Show) ᰔᩚ (5th major fictive!)

Little Miss Daredevil (The Mr Men Show) ꕥ

Little Miss Sunshine (The Mr Men Show) ᰔᩚ

This is my ref sheet!

Main alias: Toffee

Other alias: Lana (my actual name)

She/Her (i'm not a demigirl anymore, i was criticized because of being one)

I'm Aromantic, so uh I'm not interested to be in a romantic relationship

Autistic

15 (turning 16 on April 16)

Aries

My f/o's Mr Tickle from the Mr Men and Little Miss franchise! (Specifically, he's my childhood crush.)

Despite the fact that I'm not wanting to be affiliated with the DNB community ever again, I still trust my friends in this fandom.

ꕤ MY FREE DRAWING REQUESTS ARE ONLY AVAILABLE AT THE WEEKENDS IN THE MALAYSIAN TIMEZONE! ꕤ

Erm yeah I have spidersonas as well

The Object Spiders of Earth-2763 OLD REF SHEET >>

>> NEW REFS FOR THE OBJECT-SPIDERS OF EARTH-2763

Spider-Fowl

Clymene Moth

Honeycomb Spider

Avicularia

Green Lynx Spider

MORE INFO ABOUT MY EARTH-2763 SPIDERSONAS!!

I also made a few BFB AUs too!

BFB MDM AU

BFB MDM AU CHARACTER SUMMARY PT 1

BONUS CHARACTERS FOR THE BFB MDM AU

ASK BLOG FOR THE BFB MDM AU!!

EARTH-2763

BFB HUNGER GAMES AU

PROTAGONIST MARKER AU

BATTLE IN LOBCORP: THE TRUMPET OF TWO

CONCEPT OF THE "CONTESTANTS" IN THIS AU

FULL BILC: TTOT INFO LIST

CURRENT UPCOMING AU I'M MAKING:

FLOWERET: A MR MEN AND LITTLE MISS INFECTION AU

If you're wondering what does my persona look like, feel free to click here!

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ List of my awesome besties!! ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

◍ Cooki_Alt

◍ Exsio Picore

◍ NovaAzurite

◍ Moonsprout-sys

◍ MochaBlogger

◍ Trashbins_Stuff

◍ artismeyou-12

◍ vaap0r_wave

◍ B0nb0n

◍ wowwzaaxei

◍ heartsfortwotpot

◍ Branimator

◍ slimebottlesilly

◍ the-random-creechur

DNI if you're hella problematic especially for: NSFW, Proship, Israel supporters, UNTITLED BLOGS, fetish, MAP, Sigmas, L*licons, Ableists, P*dos, etc!

Interests: BFDI, II, Bloody Bunny, MLP, Cookie Run, FNF, Octonauts, Muse Dash, TF2, Sonic The Hedgehog, Mobile Legends, Super Mario, Pokemon, Roblox, Angry Birds, Spiderverse, Vocaloid, Total Drama, The Amazing Digital Circus, South Park, Chicken Run, Mobile Legends, Mr Men & Little Miss, Lobotomy Corporation, Skibidi Toilet and Hi Hi Puffy AmiYumi.

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toxiccanary · 7 months

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ABOUT ME UNDER THE CUT

Hi my name is RANDY and im an ethical hedonist

Im polyamorus, currently dating two people (Emil and @wmctalon ) and not actively seeking a new partner (we'll see what happens tho)

Im a lazy pagan and i worship dionysus and loki. My core beliefs say that u can do whatever u want with your body and others aa long as its safe sane and consensual. I believe in the net good of the human race.

Im also an OSDD system

I have sideblogs!

@starrypawpads (art blog)

@linkingsapientdream

@sadbatter (for my headmate)

@weirdshapeshifter

@guroborg

@anamanaguchi-miku

@starstruckandviolent

@squeakypawpads

Im also a filthy kinnie. Heres my kinlist.

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animebw · 9 months

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The Anime Binge-Watcher’s Queer Anime Ship Tournament: Round 2 Results!

My god, I thought last round was intense. I can’t even describe how brutal the results were this time. So many nail-biting moments, so many shocking reversals, and we even had an outright tie in there! Not to mention the agony of my number one pick biting the dust in one of the most heartbreaking close shaves ever, but it’s fine, I’m fine. Here’s to another kickass round, and have fun checking out the highlights below the Keep Reading link as I set up round 3!

Most Voted Poll: There was a surprising uptick in voters in a lot of these matchups from the first round; Kawoshin vs Kumirei and SuleMio vs KuroMaya both racked up over 800 votes in their brutal contests. But far and away, with a staggering 1905 votes, the most popular poll was Hibimiku vs Victuuri. And folks, this one just about broke my heart. It’s one thing to lose in a blowout to an obvious favorite, but to run such a close race with such a tidal wave of support, vote after vote pouring in from all corners of the internet as two fandoms smash into each other full-force like the battle of Gondor, only to come just the tiniest bit short of snatching victory? Listen, this is y’all’s poll, and I’mma let you finish, but HIbiki and Miku had the single greatest romance of all time, you hear me? Of all time.

Least Voted Poll: But just as a lot of smaller polls suddenly shot up the voter counts, a lot of the more popular winners from last time took a heavy backseat this time. Madohomu and ToukoYuu’s high first round vote counts both slumped into the 200s range, and YukiTouya vs KobaTohru hit dead last with a measly 185 votes. The Dragon Maid girls went into the 400s range last time in their victory over NanoFate, but for whatever reason, very few of those fans returned to help them survive against the Cardcaptor Boys. I wonder why?

Biggest Blowout: Once again, UtenAnthy put out an incredibly dominant performance, trouncing RekiLanga 81% to 19%. But this time, it was actually Madohomu that took the biggest lead, destroying Adashima 85% to 15%. No surprises in either case, as they’re both huge legacy ships going up against far more recent and less popular offerings. Something tells me neither of them are done wreaking a trail of death and destruction just yet...

Closest Nail-Biter: My heart wants to put Hibimiku’s narrow loss against Victuuri here, as going 47.1% to 52.9% against the history makers themselves is an accomplishment to be proud of. But this time, we have the literal closest a race can possibly be: KaseYamada and AshEiji fully tying at 50% each! A genuinely impressive showing from both fandoms. Both ships will now advance to round 3 where they’ll face off in a three-way showdown with Madohomu. Pray for their souls, it’s going to be a bloodbath...

As for me, I once again ended up split 50/50 for wins and losses, with 4 of my picks advancing (including that one tie) and 4 falling short. But man, the loss of Hibimiku makes it seem so much more brutal. Oh well, more misery to come in round 3!

Full Results:

2-A: Adachi x Shimamura (15%) vs Madoka x Homura (85%), 294 votes

2-B: Kase x Yamada (50%) vs Ash x Eiji (50%), 316 votes

2-C: Suletta x Miorine (72.7%) vs Claudine x Maya (27.3%) 864 votes

2-D: Yukito x Touya (64.9%) vs Kobayashi x Tohru (35.1%), 185 votes

2-E: Shinji x Kaworu (69.2%) vs Kumiko x Reina (30.8%) 818 votes

2-F: Hibiki x Miku (47.1%) vs Victor x Yuuri (52.9%), 1905 votes

2-G: Touko x Yuu (74.1%) vs Cocona x Papika (25.9%) 223 votes

2-H: Reki x Langa (19%) vs Utena x Anthy (81%) 432 votes

#anime #the anime binge-watcher #tabw #queer anime #queer anime ship poll

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sailorsenshishitposter · 5 months

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MGR office au part 2 electric boogaloo

Cue the theme from the office except it's World Marshal instead of Dunder Mifflin

Everyone was waiting in the reception area again. Armstrong really needed to get a proper office, especially since one could only take his ranting about cherry trees for so long. While waiting, Sundowner rushed over to the others. "HEY GUYS! WANT TO SEE SOMETHIN' NEAT I FOUND!" Mistral sighed. "If it's another dead body then the answer is no, sacrebleu!" Sundowner protested back. "C'mon, there's enough blood left to play finger paints!" Everyone else cringed.

While this was going on, Monsoon put down his Nintendo Switch. "Hey Minuano? Why do you get two codenames?" The Brazilian man looked him dead in the eyes. At least he would have if he could have. He was just staring into what looked like a strange headset. "I'm allowed two names because Armstrong took my free rights away." Monsoon then mumbled something about free will being a myth and went back to playing Hatsune Miku Project Diva.

Finally Armstrong arrived. "Alright everyone, today we'll be covering the basics since Sam is new here." The older members groaned. "Can't he do that in VR training?" Armstrong said this was a task involving all of their skills. Today they would be climbing up the wall of World Marshal headquarters. Sounded easy enough. "Alright I just want you to all know this isn't a race but rather a way for me to observe your skills. Also whoever makes it first gets a gold star."

Mistral began to complain that it was unfair because everyone knew Monsoon could just walk right up the wall but Armstrong wouldn't hear any if it. "On your marks, get set, GO!" Armstrong pulled out his stopwatch. Monsoon turned toward Mistral and grinned. "Nothing personal. Rain falls, wind blows and you were fated to lose. See you later scrub!" He began to walk upside the wall while laughing maniacally.

Mistral yelled "Two can play this game!" and she summoned a dozen dwarf gekkos. She tore their limbs off and attached them on to her body so she could climb the building like a spider. Sundowner just said "Fuck this!" and pulled out bloodlust. He pressed the blades into the wall like some kind of pick axe and began climbing like he was trying to conquer mount Everest. Sam just stood there, amused by the situation. Armstrong was already waiting at the top so it's not like he could yell at him to move or anything.

Several stories in the air and there was Monsoon, sending his sais hurling towards Mistral with his magnetic powers. "MAGIC MISSLE, MAGIC MISSLE!" he kept shouting. Mistral groaned and she used an extra hand to try and block his attacks. "I REFUSE TO LOSE TO A MAN THAT WALKS AROUND LIKE HE'S A BOOTLEG NINJA TURTLE!" Monsoon gasped. Raphael was clearly the best. He assumed she must have been a fan of Donatello because she had a staff as a weapon and those were lame.

Sundowner just tried to climb without being noticed by the two of them and was grateful that they were distracted. It was going to be close. Soon all three were at an even pace and meters away from the finish. They managed to get to the top around the same time and were going to demand to see footage so they could pick the clear winner but to their horror they had already lost. Sam was wearing a gold star sticker that he had proudly attached to his left butt cheek. "...But how did you-" The man proceeded to interrupt them.

"Don't you guys know? Everyone from Brazil can double jump. I guess I did it so fast that none of you must have noticed." Sundowner began to get angry. "THIS IS BULLSHIT!" he cried. He threw down his blades. "FUCK!" Armstrong grabbed him and put him into a chokehold. Soon Sundowner was unconscious and everyone was glad that their boss just prevented another killing spree.

"Remember that you still have training to do so I expect to see the rest of you tomorrow."

#crack fic #mgrr #metal gear rising revengeance #jetstream sam #samuel rodrigues #senator armstrong #mistral mgr #monsoon mgr #sundowner mgr #mgr

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lakanakana · 1 year

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tagged by @abadbadbrujah

Rules: List 8 shows for your followers to get to know you better

fuck it bitches we’re going thru these chronologically

1. Moomins

Every Finn’s token show on this list. I don’t know where we would be as a society without these hippos without anuses. Somewhere better I think.

2. The Busy World of Richard Scarry

When the Richard Scarry opening theme came on you KNOW my toddler ass leveled everything in their way to get in front of the TV in time. And for a good reason, this shit rocked.

3. Code Lyoko

^ These two were my bisexual awakening. Also if you can’t fit your entire season’s worth of script on the characters’ foreheads you have failed as a character designer.

4. Ginga: Nagareboshi Gin

A puppy wanting to avenge his father’s death gets buff and gathers an army of ninja dogs to kill a building sized manhunter bear (all this watched in an abysmal quality dub that has like 3-4 people voicing dozens of characters with lines that sometimes sounded like they were run thru google translate 15 times).

I think me watching this as a kid under 10 counts as my Joker origin story. And this one absolutely fuckin slays!!!!! I just started rewatching this the other day and hooolyyyy fuuuuckkk is it still good. This was also my first anime if moomins and pokemon don’t count! Things have gone only downhill from there.

5. My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic

No I think this is my real Joker origin story. And I’m proud of it. I started posting my art online due to mlp fan art being so common back in 2010!

6. Super Dimension Fortress Macross

An alien spaceship crashlands into Earth in 1999 with no survivors on the ship, jumpstarting a new space race for humanity, only for another alien fleet to come check on the ship a decade later and finding humanity going apeshit thinking they’re here to attack. After a series of misunderstandings and an entire human city being teleported to Pluto with the crashlanded ship, they begin a race back to Earth. Realizing that Earth tech is still way inferior to the spacefaring race, they figure out that the only way to win a war is via the love of culture.

For a long time I only watched movies and short stuff with 2-4 episodes max, but I think this series brought me back to longer series. I’ve always been fascinated by stories about a future that’s already come to pass. And I mean this one’s sequel predicted Hatsune Miku and Vtubers so that’s cool I guess?

7. Maniac (the netflix show from 2018)

Psychological drama about two people participating in a pharmaceutical trial for a drug treating mental health problems by altering the participants’ dreams.

The first time I watched and loved a live action show! I watched... uhhh... 2 other live action shows after this and didn’t even finish the other one but maybe someday :3 This one was visually stunning so I guess that’s why I managed to finish it?

8. Simoun

Nonbinary lesbians in clothing so skimpy they should have absolutely no business so high up in the atmosphere having religious and relationship problems trying to solve which one of them has to transition into men so they could be together even as adults because adult lesbians simply do not exist because this came out in 2006. Me and commas are not friends.

You know it’s a small fandom when I can look up the series in the gif search and several of them are my own gifs <3 And you’d be right because there are like 6 people and a napkin in this fandom.

This is my current fave series and it has taught me the humbleness you need in a tiny ass fandom. Fr you can still find my years old art in the most recent posts on tumblr, and I think I deserve to cry :)

But I mean having every single character being trans unless they die before they become adults doesn’t exactly scream marketability so it’s understandable.

tagging @thatlittledandere @crossedeyes @sammaltakki @parsakaalimato and @novafloofeatsbirds for this! Anyone else is also allowed to do this, remember to tag me so I can snoop around >u>

#kanailu

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sloan-baux · 10 months

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The image of the stars shimmered across the puddles splaying a sheet of mirror atop the Piltoven square, only dark islands of wet cobblestones jutting out of it sporadically, giving away the pavement under its rainy night disguise. Something flickered amongst the stars painted on the face of the water — it was a sheet of polished metal, growing lengthwise — as Takeda slowly drew his curved sword from its scabbard.

The Ionian scoured every single alleyway throughout the twin cities after his quarry: a monster he could not let live. A killer, only beset but never seized by the Piltoven enforcers who couldn't do but lag behind the creature, following hearsay, supposition, traces of contorted flesh, stifled screams, and fading footprints trailing blood. Takeda on the other hand followed trails imperceptible to the mundane eye. His thoroughness paid off.

It sat on the far side of the square, sobbing quietly on a bench, barely three heartbeats of a sprint setting the two of them apart. It was a girl now, well-dressed, golden blonde. Takeda crept closer, but the girl did not seem to take notice; her slouched form kept trembling gently as she wept. His pulse was racing, he only had to run for it, yet he hesitated. There was a strange disquiet beneath his thoughts, discouraging him. It was too easy. Something was wrong. The creature exhaled — a hushed sound barely above the ambiance of the slumbering city — but it sent a jolt down his spine. It was a sigh, flavored with strawberries and mischief.

A door that belonged to one of the buildings edging the square suddenly propped open, and a dandy young man entered the streets, top hat held under arms, velour jacket thrown atop his shoulders. As soon as he shut the door behind him the girl cried out.

"Pease! Please I have nothing!" She bowled, her lavender eyes brimming with tears, corners of her lips drawn down, quivering. The dandy man acknowledged the scene with a rap of his walking stick.

"What is going on here?" He inquired with a scowl, his chin up all haughty, eyes cutting back and forth between the two of them. When he finally noticed the sword in Takeda's hands he produced a revolver from under his jacket pocket and cocked it.

"Is this man troubling you, madame?" He approached the girl, barrel of the gun trained on Takeda.

"No, no you don't understand!" Takeda lowered his sword and raised his other hand, open palm, fingers splayed, a sign of surrender — or warning.

"He has a weapon, he wants to hurt me! Please, I'm alone! I'm so alone!" She pleaded her face an expression of sheer dread.

"Calm down madame, you're safe with me." He muttered to the girl and shot Takeda a threatening side-eyed look. "Get out of my sight boy!"

Takeda bit his lips, uncertainty gnawing at him. As the man reached the bench the girl got up and clung to him in a desperate embrace. Then her lips rounded into a condescending sneer and parted. She ran her divided purple tongue along the man's chin, taste buds brushing against stubble — her eyes fixed on Takeda while she did it — irises lambent in a sickly pink. The cold evening breeze carried a whisp of a giggle, barely discernable. She cannot get away this time. Cannot. Will not. Takeda grunted, raised his sword, steeled his heart, and darted forward heedless of the shots.

So this is my drabble (which is most certainly not 100 words long XD) for the Legends of Runeterra card Solitude, suggested by @thomas-jefferson-miku-binder. (The idea came and I just had to include one of my friend's OC in this one. Takeda is an exiled Wuju swordsman who likes to hunt monsters.) Keep them coming, folks! ^^

#league of legends #lol #fanfiction #legends of runeterra #writeblr #evelynn #writing #writing community #creative writing #writing challenge #league fanfic #drabble #Legends of Runeterra drabble

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lyranova · 2 years

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Children of the Future:

Chapter 26: Unlikely Events and Heroes

Hi guys! Here’s chapter 26, this time there’s a bit more explaining on the time gates and we finally get to figure out who’s going to the past and how they’re getting there hehe. I hope you all enjoy~!

Taglist: @eme-eleff @thoughtfullyrainynightmare @crazyclownthanos @flow3rbudz @simpingforthisonedeer @bowandcurtsey @elysianluv @luminouslion @vwdxwnsk (if anyone else wants to be added let me know!)

Word Count: 3,065

Warnings: None

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The next few days passed in a blur. After the training incident Alistar didn’t leave his room much and had completely quit training, with William and the others, when asked why he just said he didn’t feel like he needed to train anymore. Everyone knew that was a lie. In actuality he was scared he would lose control and hurt someone again.

But Hikari and William gave Alistar space and instead focused on helping the others.

All the kids were steadily improving, their magics were becoming stronger and they were all getting better at controlling them. But the adults weren’t sure if it would be enough.

“ As long as they have us and each other it will be.” Charlotte had said with a firm nod, the others agreed as well. As long as the kids were in a team with each other or were with the parents, then they would be okay.

On the last day of their training the adults were called out by Julius for a small meeting. They had been a bit confused since they were supposed to meet tomorrow, but they agreed.

“ Alright listen up!” Yami started as he had all the kids gathered in the common area. “ We’re all going to be gone for a while so you’d all better be on your best behavior while we’re gone, if not then every single one of you will be training all night!” Yami added, to which the kids nodded.

“ Good. Now Hikari’s in charge so anything she says goes!” Yami said, to which Josslyn and a few of the others grumbled.

Soon the adults left and headed to the Capital using Finral’s spatial magic. Hikari turned to the others with her arms crossed.

“ You heard him, I’m in charge and whatever I say goes!” She reiterated but with a mischievous look in her eye.

———

The adults walked into the meeting room to see Julius and Marx at the head of the table. Everyone saluted him before sitting down. Julius looked out at everyone with a smile.

“ I apologize for calling you out so late, especially since we’re supposed to be meeting tomorrow but I wanted to give you my congratulations on your hard work these past two weeks a bit early.” Julius told them happily, Yami looked at him suspiciously.

“ I don’t think that’s the only reason you called us out here.” Yami pointed out, to which Julius nodded.

“ You’re right as always Yami,” he said with a sheepish laugh before becoming serious. “ I actually had something I wanted to discuss with you all before the Witch Queen arrived tomorrow.”

“ I went down to the basement and inspected the Time Gate myself, andI found something unusual.” Julius started, Charlotte frowned.

“ That’s the Time Gate Hikari came through, correct?” Julius nodded in confirmation.

“ Yes, that's correct. There’s a panel off to the side of it with strange writing that I’ve never seen before. I looked through all the books the previous Wizard Kings had and I didn’t see any writings that looked similar, so all I can assume is it’s either from a different continent we haven’t explored before, or it’s something else entirely.”

“ Maybe another race of people created it? Such as the elves?” William asked, Julius shrugged.

“ Possibly. But it doesn’t look elvish or anything similar. The dwarves could have made it but I wouldn’t see for what purpose.” Julius said with a sigh.

“ Do you know how we can make that thing work?” Yami asked, Julius shook his head.

“ I tried to use my Time magic to activate it, but for some reason it wouldn’t work. In Miku’s memory Yuno was able to make the Time Gate in Spade work with what remained of his mana so I’m not sure why this one isn’t the same.” Julius muttered to himself.

“ Could they have been made differently or each made by different people?” Asta asked curiously, but Neva answered before Julius could.

“ That’s pretty unlikely. If the Time Gates are a pair, as they appear to be so far, then it’s more likely they were made at the same time and by the same person. Also most times when a pair is made they are made nearly identical, although there are a few rare occasions where they’ll be different.” Neva explained, Julius nodded.

“ Neva’s right for the most part, but since we don’t know if there is one currently in Spade we can’t be sure that they’re exactly the same or completely different.” Julius said with a soft sigh.

“ But changing the subject somewhat, how are the kids doing with their training? I heard it’s going well?” Julius asked more lightheartedly.

“ It’s going well, although there have been a few hiccups-.” William started but Nebra cut him off.

“ By ‘hiccup’ you mean when your son lost his mind and attacked everyone with his magic?” Nebra pointed out in a snarky manner, William sighed.

“ He’s already apologized to everyone, as have I, what else would you like us to do, Nebra?” William asked calmly.

Julius had seen what happened between Josslyn and Alistar, and as shocking as it was, he was also amazed! Who would have thought the kids would develop new abilities that their parents hadn’t? He had started to fanboy a little bit, but Marx calmed him down and dragged him somewhere safe.

“ It’s good to hear that the kids' training is going well,” Julius said, effectively cutting Nebra off as she opened her mouth. “ Do you think they’re ready for tomorrow?” He asked, he noticed the parents all give each other a look.

“ I think the older ones are, the younger ones would need to be in a team together or with their parents.” Charlotte said, the others nodded in agreement as Julius leaned back in his chair.

“ I have a feeling The Witch Queen won’t like that very much, but there isn’t much we or they can do. Especially since they’re all children who don’t even have their grimoires yet.” Julius said. “ It’s the adult's job to protect the young, so that’s what we’ll do.” Julius added, he hated how so much rested on these kids shoulders.

“ You may all head back to the house now, and get some rest because tomorrow our scouting mission begins.”

Everyone walked out of the meeting room, most were talking amongst themselves and few were quiet in thought. Charlotte belonged to the latter group. But she wasn’t thinking about what the Wizard King said, her mind was somewhere else entirely.

As she stared at Yami’s back Charlotte couldn’t help but think back on what she heard from his and Hikari’s conversation a few days prior.

“ Your mom, I’m not good enough for her yet. She deserves someone like her, a noble from clover, instead of someone like me.”

Those had been Yami’s words to Hikari as to why he and Charlotte weren’t dating yet. She remembered how her heart ached at them, Yami Sukehiro didn’t feel good enough for her? He was more than good enough! So what if he wasn’t a Noble and was a foreigner? That didn’t matter to her and she thought it didn’t matter to him as well, but apparently when it came to his feelings for her it did?

She wanted to talk to him about it, and tell him all these things. But she knew it wasn’t the time nor the place, maybe once this was all settled and the kids were sent back she could, but right now that had more important matters to attend to.

———

The adults used Finral’s spatial magic to get back to the house, Yami frowned when he noticed that they were outside instead of inside. He turned to look at Finral.

“ Hey Wheel’s what’s the deal? Why’re we outside?” He asked, Finral took a quick breath before answering.

“ Sorry Captain, but I have to use a lot more mana when transporting lots of people so I was only able to bring us outside.” Finral said tiredly, Vanessa patted him on the back and gave him a thumbs up.

“ You did your best, Finral. At least you got us all here in one piece so that’s all that matters.” She told him with a smile, which made the spatial mage blush.

“ Yeah, at least he didn’t drop us off in the middle of the woods or something.” Nebra muttered with a roll of her eyes.

Yami rolled his eyes before walking towards the door and opening it, and when he did the adults were met with a very surprising sight.

The kids were laughing and playing, the younger ones were using their magic to make things fly and were having small battles. While the older ones watched over them and sometimes participated themselves. Meanwhile Hikari was in the kitchen preparing a meal with Alistar, much to William’s pleasant surprise!

“ Oh you guys are back already?” Hikari said as she looked over her shoulder, the kids all stopped playing when they noticed their ‘parents’ were back.

“ Yeah it was just a small meeting,” Yami said slowly as he and the others walked into the house. “ What happened here?” Hikari turned around and gave her father a thumbs up and a bright smile.

“ You left me in charge of course!”

Earlier while the adults were away

“ You heard him, I’m in charge and whatever I say goes!” Hikari reiterated but with a mischievous look in her eye.

The others looked at her almost nervously but Josslyn smirked at her.

“ So we get to party? Or can I go out to the city?” Josslyn asked as she stood up, but Hikari chuckled.

“ Oh no, we’re not going to party and no one’s going anywhere so I suggest you sit your ass down!” Hikari said loudly, suddenly looking identical to Captain Yami. All the kids gathered around quickly and sat as still and quiet as though Captain Yami were there himself.

“ Now, we’re going to talk and work these issues out!” Hikari said firmly and everyone knew what issue she was talking about: Alistar.

“ You two,” she pointed to Josslyn and Aloys. “ Alistar apologized to both of you. I’m not quite sure why he apologized to you Aloys but he still did!” She then pointed to Kaiyo, Ezio, Maelie, and Mizuki.

“ You three are in the middle with all of this so I don’t really need to say anything to you.” Hikari said with a shrug before pointing to Ace, Brielle, and Miku.

“ I appreciate you guys standing up for Alistar and I’m sure he does as well, but he still did something wrong and everyone does have a right to be mad at him. But they don’t have the right to continuously hold it over his head even after he apologized for it.” Hikari said pointedly at Josslyn and Aloys.

The kids all looked at each other, most of whom had never been scolded by Hikari before. But after this they definitely would never let it happen again. Hikari crossed her arms and looked at them all.

“ Now, since we have a big day tomorrow can we just put what happened behind us and enjoy tonight?” She asked the group, they all looked at each other again and nodded. “ Good. Now I’m going to bring Alistar and you guys are going to forgive him, even if you don’t mean it you’re going to say it, and we’re all going to get along again!” Hikari added before going down the hall and to Alistar’s room.

Present

Yami blinked as Charlotte chuckled next to him, Hikari was as stubborn as Yami was.

“ So now we can all sit down and have a ‘family meal’ together! I’m not as good a cook as Charmy but I think I’m okay!” Hikari said cheerfully as she and Alistar finished cooking and were beginning to set the table.

“ I’m sure the meal will be lovely, I’ll help you two set the table.” Charlotte said as she and the others walked up to the table.

As the meal started and went on the atmosphere in the room became warmer and livelier. It reminded Yami of the many Black Bulls dinners they had at the Hideout. He watched as the ‘parents’ talked with their children and amongst each other as they ate. It almost seemed like everyone was just one big happy family. Yami suddenly became sad as he realized the kids could all be leaving soon, and when they did life would go back to normal somewhat. He had to admit he would be pretty sad to see them all go, especially Hikari.

“ You’re awfully quiet.” Charlotte said softly as she took a sip of her water, Yami turned to look at her and shrugged.

“ Sorry. Just got to thinking.” He muttered as he took a sip of his wine.

“ About what?” The blonde asked curiously, Yami sighed softly.

“ About how it’s going to feel pretty empty with all these knuckleheads gone.” He chuckled, Charlotte laughed softly with him as she nodded.

“ You’re right, it will feel a bit empty. But they aren’t leaving just yet, tomorrow’s just a scouting mission to see what’s going on, and if we can fix it. If we are able to fix it tomorrow then that’s a good thing isn’t it?” Charlotte asked, Yami grumbled. He knew she was right and it was a good thing. But that still didn’t mean he liked it.

“ Now,” Charlotte started as she looked at the clock. “ It’s getting late and we all need our rest for tomorrow, so I think we should turn in for the evening.” She added, the kids all looked down sadly and with a bit of a pout. But eventually everyone agreed and they all began to turn in.

———

The Next Morning

The ‘parent’s’, children, Julius, and the Witch Queen all sat in the meeting room quietly. Everyone was so anxious you could almost cut the tension with a knife. The Witch Queen and Julius just stared at each other, it was as though they were speaking telepathically or something.

“ I see you’ve all trained and got stronger,” The Witch Queen started slowly. “ That’s a good start. But it still isn’t enough to defeat your enemy.”

“ Seriously? But we worked so hard.” Brielle muttered sadly as Asta gently patted her on the head.

“ Your enemy has worked just as hard as you have, and they’ve been working harder longer. So their strength will be much greater than yours.” The Witch Queen told her.

“ So have you decided who’ll be going to the future?” Julius asked her curiously, she nodded.

“ I have. There’s only five of you who are strong enough to take on the enemy.” She said before looking at Yami. “ Captain of the Black Bulls, Captain of the Blue Rose Knights, Captain of the Golden Dawn, and your children will be going to the future.”

Everyone sat there stunned, just those five? They were the only ones strong enough?

“ Hey, no fair! What about Yuno and I? We’re nearly as strong as the Captain’s so why don’t we get to go?!” Asta shouted, the Witch Queen smirked a bit.

“ Because I said so.” She told him as she leaned back in her chair. Asta opened his mouth to argue but the Witch Queen cut him off.

“ Were you able to figure out how to work the Time Gate?” She asked Julius curiously, he shook his head and leaned forward resting his arms on the table.

“ No we weren’t, but I think you already knew that.” He told her with a tilt of his head, the Witch Queens smirk only widened.

“ I did. Only certain Magic users can activate them.” The Witch Queen stated matter of factly.

“ If that’s the case then why was I able to open the Time Gate in the future?” Yuno asked curiously, the Witch Queen turned to look at him.

“ Equivalent Exchange. It’s a law Alchemists used to use hundreds of years ago, but it’s still very much active today. For example, in order to save a person's life something of equal value must be exchanged.” The Witch Queen turned back to the table. “ A life for a life.”

“ So an ‘alchemist’ made the Time Gates?” Charlotte asked curiously.

“ That I couldn’t say, all I know is those gates were here long before we were.” The Witch Queen answered simply before standing. She suddenly walked over to Ezio who stood as still as could be.

“ Luckily for us we have a Magic User who can open them,” she stated before sighing. “ it’s a pity that this power was given to a man, but I guess I must be grateful that this gift was given to my grandchild instead of someone else.” She muttered before placing a hand on Ezio’s chest.

“ What are you doing?” Vanessa asked as she and Finral went to move in front of their ‘son’, but the Witch Queen held up a hand.

“ I’m unlocking your child's true magic. It was something he was supposed to inherit when he was older, but it can’t be helped.” She explained as, suddenly, bunches of pink thread began to pop up around Ezio. But these weren’t Vanessa’s threads.

“ Ezio’s ‘true’ magic?” Finral asked softly as he watched the thread swirl around Ezio, these threads looked very different then Vanessa’s, they almost looked like Finral’s spatial magic but pink and, well, threads.

“ Yes. Spatial Thread Magic.”

Everyone watched with shock and awe, Ezio, was a Spatial Thread mage? What even was that? It was the first time anyone had heard of that. Julius sat at the head of the table with wide and bright eyes, he was resisting every urge to go over there and see what kind of magic this was.

“ I-I’m sorry,” Ezio stammered as the Witch Queen moved to sit back down. “ When you say ‘S-Spatial Thread’ what um, w-what does that mean?” He asked nervously, she sighed in response.

“ It means you can connect the threads of time and space together. You can connect the past with the future, the present with the past, etc;. You can also send your enemies to different time periods if you wish, maybe you can send them to alternate realities if you work hard enough.” She said with a laugh.

“ S-So, what you’re saying is-?” Ezio started as his face paled significantly.

“ You’re the key to getting everyone home.”

———

Thank you all so much for reading I hope you all have a good day 🥰~!

#black clover fanfiction #children of the future #oc; ezio #oc; hikari #hikari is not my oc #charlotte roselei #yami sukehiro #the witch queen #julius novachrono #black clover oc fanfiction

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roy622 · 1 year

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Yeah, my requests section is a bit specific and suits my taste only so if you want to make a request from me, make sure you read this first.

So I've generated a lot of NovelAI stuff (mostly midriffs) and am ready to take requests. However, the only requests I accept are:

Outfits related to midriffs

- cheerleaders,

- jeans with sports bra/strapless + (jacket),

- gym outfits,

- race queens

Outfits NOT related to midriffs

- bunny girls

- off shoulder sweater date

- full bodysuit

- swimsuit pantyhose

I won't accept any other outfits unless what you suggest sounds interesting. Also, for those who request midriffs outfit specifically, I'll give you TWO images with different pose.

I also take requests of your favorite waifu kissing someone. HOWEVER, it'll just be a generic guy with a few exceptions from certain pairings:

-Sayaka/Leon

-Sayaka/Makoto

-Junko/Makoto

-Kaede/Shuichi

-Ren/Ann

-Ereshkigal/Gudao

-Ishtar/Gudao

So if you have any favorite ships here, feel free to make a request.

Next is the method of request. How your request should be is something like this:

Outfit Request:

Characters: Kaede Akamatsu

Outfit: Jeans, strapless shirt, midriff, gloves

Background (optional): living room

Clothing Material (optional): latex

Kissing Request:

If there's your favorite ship above, you can just request them normally. If not:

Character: Sayaka Maizono

Partner: black hair, toned male, spiked hair, muscular, topless or shirtless.

Now the request section has been settled, time for the waifus. Below are the list of waifus I can make on NovelAI:

- Marin Kitagawa

- Aqua

- Kaede Akamatsu

- Palutena

- Pyra/Mythra

- Corrin

- Byleth

- Hilda Valentine Goneril

- Micaiah

- Ann Takamaki

- Yukiko Amagi

- Mitsuru Kirijou

- Asuna Ichinose

- Megurine Luka

- Hatsune Miku

- Rem

- Emilia

- Chisa Yukizome

- Bremerton

- Prinz Eugen (Azur Lane)

- Suzuya (Kantai Collection)

- Kashima (Kantai Collection)

- Atago (Kantai Collection)

- Prinz Eugen (Kantai Collection)

- Juri Han

- Blue Mary

- Ganyu

- Hanamaru Kunikida

- Junko Enoshima

- Miu Iruma

- BB (Fate Grand Order)

- Ereshkigal/Ishtar

These are the only girls that I can do currently.

Outfit Request Example

Kissing Request Example

#request #novelai #midriff #specificrequest #kissing

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cringywhitedragon · 9 months

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Wanted to do some headcannons for some versions of the Microsoft Speech Synths (And a few others) from a personal Universe of mine

A lot of these are heavily inspired by the various MS Sam reads funny errors series I enjoyed watching on YouTube long ago and my own verse in a way so I give credit to the various creators whom I have forgotten the names of.

I’ve also used Picrew to give you guys a visualization on what my verse version of these guys look like (I was originally going to go with stick figures with these guys early on but decided to update their designs)

NOTE: I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF THE PICREWS USED, THEY BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS AND WILL BE CREDITED AND LINKED BACK TO

I’ll make a part 2 to this later on

A brief overview: All of these characters mentioned are what we would call a Synth. Synthians are a race that are almost indistinguishable from humans save for a few key features such as their voice and eyes. They function almost identically to humans and other living beings but also have their own quirks and goofiness that I won’t be going into detail on this post (And also because the personal AU they come from is a mish-mosh of different universes and frequently says screw the rules of space and time)

Synths can be divided into two distinctive categories: Regular Synths (IE: Sam, Mike, Mary) and Vocal Synths (IE: Miku, Len, Luka) based on their vocal patterns

Samuel Andrew Microsoft (MS Sam)

(Picrew by krmr, https://picrew.me/ja/image_maker/523501)

The obnoxious and chaotic of one the Microsoft triplets

Can be a bit of a jerkass at times (yet unlike some of his other counterparts, this version is actually a pretty decent Synthian) but does actually care a lot for his close friends/family and will stand up for them should the need arise

Has a speech impediment which is what helped him gain fame/infamy? (It depends on who you ask)

Enjoys giving people he’s friends with a hard time. His favorite target is his brother Mike since he finds it amusing when he gets riled up.

After him and his siblings were “retired” (aka fired) from their job as computer assistances and went their own separate ways, Sam spent quite a while as a drifter looking for a purpose. He took various odd jobs here and there up until he got to where he is now and reunited with his siblings aboard the starship they are now members of the crew (Once again, more personal lore stuff but Sam is the First Officer)

Is strangely obsessed with tacos (Something else I snagged)

Rather skilled at using vehicles and weapons

Does not have a filter and will actively curse, unless it is around younger Synths/humans/other races or if it is a professional matter.

Does not like Vista (Another obvious thing I snagged). This also goes for a specific drink known as Vista Soda which is another running gag I have with him.

Micheal Oliver Microsoft (MS Mike)

(Picrew by マサキ, https://picrew.me/ja/image_maker/54346)

The smart and serious one of the the Microsoft triplets

Often the butt-end of a lot of his brother’s jokes since he’s known to get snappy and have a pitch shift when he gets annoyed/scared

Currently works as a doctor aboard the Starship Whistler (one of the very few Synthian docs in the universe since most of their kind tends to work in jobs relating to either entertainment or technology) and has gained fame for his research into various diseases of the universe and helping to develop cures for them

A very minor one but he wears glasses

Has a tendency to speak very literally and sarcastically. Also fond of using big words but will often slip into tendencies that his brother has (usually cursing) when off duty or alone in his office.

Utterly terrified Hachunes and Mikudayios (Common organisms on what many Synths consider to be the Synthian home-world (aka “Earth 2”) outside of Earth. They are kinda like pigeons or something similar (even though Earth 2 does have pigeons), many Regular Synthians do consider them pests though the can be tamed/befriended and are just as intelligent as a human.) As soon as he sees or hears one of those creatures he will either bolt or lock himself in his office/room. Same goes for the song Lleven Polka which is often used as a measure to attract wild Hachunes, Sam has used this as a few times.

Can get serious when the time calls for it. This usually occurs during medical emergencies.

Has an obsession with soda.

Almost always has some sort of supplies on hand at all times. This especially goes for if the need ever arises to defend himself. Mike is very knowledgeable about most sentient races anatomy and can easily incapacitate an attacker (or if they are lucky, a simple sedative jab to the neck)

Marybell Anne “Mary” Microsoft

(Picrew by マサキ, https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/167775)

The motherly and kind one of the trio

Mary is a lot calmer compared to her brothers. She’s not as easy to set off and will not pick on others

Prefers to stay away from Sam’s antics and is usually the one to scold him when Mike isn’t around.

She’s a really good cook and went to culinary school sometime after her and her sibling’s retirement.

Opened a diner back on Earth 2 sometime before she joined the Whistler, it is currently being managed by a good friends

Very protective of her recipes (She will smack you with a pan if you dare try to steal them)

It’s very rare that you will hear her curse at anyone, unless she is really upset

Fond of reading and also enjoys gardening

Grandpa SAM / Samuel Mack PlainTalk (S.A.M / Software Automatic Mouth)

Grandfather to the triplets, and the one who raised the trio

Personality-wise, he’s best described as an older version of MS Sam who has mellowed out.

A big dork and somewhat of a flirt

While he may be an older Synth who mainly likes to play poker, he’s still rather found of video games (Something that he shares with his grandkids)

Good friend with a few Vocal Synths (Namely Leon, Lola, Miriam, and Meiko whom he met before the latter hit it big in a small bar on Earth 2 (The former two who now run the place), and even introduced Sam to them)

While he usually just goes by Grandpa Sam, his full name is a nod to his other family. He’s considered the father of the Mac Family of Synths (Something that he keeps well hidden from his grandkids.)

Annabelle “Anna” Blackcomb (MS Anna)

Not related by blood to the Microsoft Trio.

Anna is described as rather reserved and a bit shy

Not a lot do her past is known other then the fact that she was the replacement for the Microsoft trio and was later quietly fired

She has a stutter (speech delay)

She’s quite skilled with a sword

The Microsoft Trio never met her up until they joined the Whistler and found her on an ice moon (This has some major lore stuff for a character I’m not ready to fully reveal)

The person she would consider that she is closest to outside of an old pin pal from years ago is Mike. He was the one who found her and the one who spent the most time trying to get her to open up and trust them

#reshi rambles #vocal synth #speech synthesis #Microsoft sam #character headcanons #vocaloid #Microsoft Mike #Microsoft mary #Microsoft anna #fannon #microsoft windows #computers #Technology #headcannons

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evas-apartment · 3 years

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would love your thoughts on death of the author, separating art from its creater, etc.!

as someone who enjoys critically thinking about what i read & watch, i love the idea that i control the lens thru which i view plots & characters. maybe the author didn't mean to write these two women as potential love interests or create an allegory for transitioning, but i can, thru my own lens, see it in the story. however, i can also understand that when another author creates a "dark skinned evil race" for their story (very common example in fantasy) it is reflecting real world prejudices that harm real people & that needs to become a discussion imo of the author, their purpose in writing, & its broader effect on other media

This might be a long answer, but I got a lot to say here.

Long story short: Depending on the severity of the of offense, it can become impossible to "separate the art from the artist". But frankly, I've never attached such a large part of myself or my personality to a piece of media, or a celebrity such that I find it impossible to detach myself from something that can hurt people.

Thankfully, I was never that into Harry Potter, but the fact that it's author is a TERF amongst a bunch of other bigoted things like being blatantly racist and blatantly antisemitic should be enough for people. It's basically the "I don't know how to tell you you should care about other people". It's largely about having empathy for groups that you aren't a part of. It's about listening to the people who have been affected by a shitty person's shitty behavior/views/attitudes. Being really into something is special, but being so into something that you blindly defend a bad person in the face of overwhelming evidence to the contrary leads people to believe that you're bad too. And Harry Potter isn't worth that.

I was VERY into Five Nights at Freddy's, but then Scott Cawthon was revealed to donate money to demonstrably bad people, and I felt my love for something just ebb away into indifference, but that's just me. I LOVED Alton Brown until I saw reports that he made a bunch of shitty jokes (which I haven't been able to substantiate beyond two blog posts, but still) and I was able to just....stop interacting with it. I don't really listen to Michael Jackson's music anymore, but I can admit that it's objectively good music. But the love isn't there anymore. And I'm not going to praise a person that AT THE VERY LEAST shared a bed with and gave alcohol to minors. To relate it to my current hyper-fixation, wrestling, I can watch the matches of Chris Benoit, and admit that he is a phenomenal wrestler, and seller, but outside of that, I wouldn't go out of my way to praise the guy, to buy merch of him, which I've seen someone in real life do, or to say something so stupid as to say he should be in the Hall of Fame, like he killed people. That should be enough.

I feel like there is a greater conversation to be had about fandom culture, about how fans consume media, and attach themselves to whatever golden calf they're into that week. But TONS of people have said that, and this response is long enough, so I guess that's a conversation for another day. (Or another ask if you wanna keep hearing me ramble :P)

So, to answer the original ask, Yes. Viewing a piece of media through your own lens can be great. As a trans woman, it materialistically hurts nobody to headcannon someone as trans, and it makes me feel good. Being aware of stereotypes in otherwise beloved media franchises (the Gerudo in tLoZ, Jinx in Pokemon) is something everyone should be aware of, but go beyond that and actually listen as to why these depictions are offensive. Wonder why the original Fire Temple Chanting was offensive in Ocarina of Time and just have the empathy to hear different people out. As for "death of the author", everything is written with intent, whether intentional or not, and people's worldviews, ingrained biases, and privileges will shine make it through a person's work regardless of genre or medium. People's writing has intent, regardless of what people's interpretations of it is. Basically I don't agree with the idea of "death of the author" cause things made by bad people are usually ingrained with their shit views. Separating the art from the artist is a privilege afforded to those willing to listen to us. But when people like JKR not only include horrifically offensive depictions of people like me, get called out for it, then DOUBLE DOWN ON IT, you lose that right. And that's when we call it. And that's when we call it for people that continue to contribute to that.

And just as a little addendum for the end, saying Miku made something popular instead of the actual creator is worthless, and pirating Harry Potter media helps nobody but yourself.

All that being said, I do enjoy asks, and like receiving and answering them. Thanks for this!

#my posts #my rambles

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jubilantwriter · 3 years

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It All Began with a Big Crash

(AO3)

Summary: It's the one year anniversary of Boyfriend and Girlfriend's growing relationship, and Boyfriend absolutely, totally, DID NOT forget that today is that special day. And yet, that one single DID NOT FORGETTing leads to a domino effect, resulting in quite possibly one of the best nights of their lives.

After all, what's the point of a performance if no one's having fun during it?

Word Count: 7154

(A/N: Happy 1st Anniversary of Friday Night Funkin’! I literally wrote and edited this all in one day. Got home at midnight, started writing, and then I posted it at 10 am, took a nap, went to work, AND NOW I’M HERE ON TUMBLR :D Anyway, FNF has been a big comfort for me these past months, so it’s only fitting that I put myself through hell to get this little bit out. I hope you all enjoy!)

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Now, Boyfriend isn't a forgetful man. This thought crosses his mind as he stands up abruptly after paying for his lunch and racing for the door.

"Be-!"

"Eep!"

CRASH .

But sometimes things... slip from his mind, and while he's not one prone to panic, THIS is something worth panicking over.

"-EP. SHIT. SORRY!"

"My dishes!" A blonde server kneels on the ground, surrounded by the clumsy carnage created by Boyfriend inadvertently crashing into her on his rush out. She glares accusingly at him as the boy jogs in place. "Again, really?!"

"Sorry, sorry!" He waves his hands in front of him before looking over his shoulder. "I'll pay for the dishes and shit uh, later!" He dashes out the door as she calls out behind him.

"That's what you said LAST time!"

Well, last time he was dirt poor, but now that he's pretty famous around town, he's actually got the moolah to pay for damages! So yeah, next time!

...Is what he meant to tell her, but he's already busting into the conveniently placed flower shop, panting as he looks around wildly for help. The florist in question glances at him completely unbothered by his entrance.

"Forgot an important date again?" she quips, staring back down at her phone as she drapes herself over the counter.

"BAP!" he says defensively, because he DIDN'T forget! It just... slipped his mind a little. In his defense, he'd gotten so used to being with Girlfriend that it felt ... normal! Like they've been together for YEARS and being with her just felt so right, and every day was the greatest day of his life because he had her by his side. So yeah, maybe the days slipped past him in a blissful sort of way, like when he gets super focused on his music or some arbitrary task, and the hours slip by and suddenly it's the next morning! It's kind of like that, but with a girl who makes him smile and laugh and forget that life is supposed to be difficult and hard, and not fun and invigorating. And to think they've only been together for a year...

...A year.

...Wait.

Shit.

SHIT.

He's doing it again!

He bustles over and slaps a fifty on the counter. "Bop!" he announces in a rush, tapping his fingers impatiently as the florist holds it up to the light.

With a low whistle, she puts it back on the table. "Wow, you're really going all out this time, huh?" Before Boyfriend can respond to her sarcasm, the florist calls out to her partner in the back. "Flower! Miku's lil bro is back at it again, dropping a fifty and hoping for the best."

"Again?" A husky voice makes its way over as a familiar bush of thick hair pops out from beyond the doorway. "Boyfriend, you should know by now that apology bouquets are at least a hundred."

"Ba- skida- AUGH! It's not an apology bouquet!" He stomps his foot, irritated to break out the English but knowing full well it’s a matter that needs clear communication. So not really a waste of words, just a waste of energy on two ladies who will give him shit regardless of the noise he makes.

"Oh yeah? What's the occasion?" The taller florist - Lily, hilariously enough - leans forward with a smirk as Flower keeps her deadpan stare.

"It's for my anniversary!" He crosses his arms and harrumphs as Lily whistles again.

"Damn, and you didn't invite us to the wedding? Harsh."

"No, not that-! Ugh, you know what I mean."

"Do we?" Lily and Flower exchange a look before Lily's smirk widens. "I dunno, you don't give us the dirt anymore. Remember when you'd come in here all the time, red in the face trying to get apology bouquets for that one boy? What's his name-"

"Pico," he answers, a bit flustered as the memories rush through his mind before shaking his head, "and he liked them all, by the way! But this isn't about him-"

"No, it's about your new girl, right?" Flower cuts in, leaning against the doorway with a bored expression. "What's her favorite color? It's not green, is it?"

"It's red, and please can you make it quick? I dunno when she wants us to meet up, so...!" He flashes them two thumbs up and is about to bounce, but Lily grabs the collar of his shirt with a chuckle.

"Not so fast, dumbass." She pulls him back to the counter as he whines pathetically. "You really think a fifty is enough for an anniversary bouquet?"

Oh no. He starts to sweat, feeling his wallet tremble in fear. They're doing it again. "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean, Flower?" Lily turns back to the shorter florist as the other makes a thoughtful hum.

"One hundred, at least."

"Yeah, at least one hundo." Lily holds her hand out. "C'mon, cough it up, shorty."

This is beyond unreal, but at the same time, it is completely expected from people who teased him relentlessly since he was a kid. "If it wasn't for Miku, you guys wouldn't even be here!"

"We're only here because of convenience, please." Lily snorts as the boy continues to struggle. "So you aiming for an apology bouquet or an anniversary bouquet?"

"Just cut me a deal, please? For old time's sake?" He clasps his hands together and bats his eyelashes. "I'm still that cute little kid who used to pretend to be like Miku! Who could forget good ol' Mikuo?"

"One hundred." Flower cuts off the potential reminiscing and steps up to the counter. "Or it's an apology bouquet."

Grumbling miserably, Boyfriend digs around in his pocket and manages to snag something. He pulls out his hand and counts out four quarters. Quietly, he puts it on top of the fifty.

Flower and Lily both look at it silently.

"...Well," Flower begins, slowly taking the money, "I did say one hundred."

Roll with it roll with it roll with it-

"Yeah, and uh, four twenty-fives makes one hundred, right?"

"What, are we speaking French now?" Lily asks with a sneer.

"No," Boyfriend begins, blinking slowly, "pretty sure we're speaking English."

"Oh my god." She slaps her hand over Flower's. "We are not doing this."

"I gave you one hundred," he argues, sweating miserably as he turns up the confidence.

"He did give us one hundred," Flower agrees.

"You are not giving this to him. You know he didn't even plan this! He's too stupid to pull a slick move like that!"

Boyfriend just smiles and gives them a double thumbs up.

"It's not like anyone else is gonna be coming in to give us another job." Flower hums and stows the money in the register, much to Lily's chagrin. "And besides, if I get bored making it, I'll just take a nap."

"Flower-!" Before Lily can protest even more, Flower disappears into the backroom, no doubt to either work on the bouquet or take that nap. Lily turns back to Boyfriend and glares, jabbing a finger against his chest. "Be back here in a few hours. You're taking whatever the hell she makes for you, stingy little bitch."

"That's all I have on my person!"

"We accept credit and debit."

"I have bills to pay."

"You're such a little-!" Lily makes a strangling gesture with her hands before grabbing and shaking him. "You better give this girl a helluva anniversary."

"I'm trying!" He backs up and shoots the tall florist finger guns before vacating the premises. Okay, one thing down. Next: chocolates. Easy-peasy. What place sells heart-shaped boxes of chocolates and other cutesy, anniversary items?

Boyfriend makes a beeline for the local grocery store and spends only a total of thirty minutes there, making the proud purchase of a box of chocolates, a little teddy bear holding a heart, and even a balloon that says, "I Love You". Score! Damn, he's doing great so far. And it was such a quick purchase! Maybe Miku's friends could learn a thing or two about making quick sales instead of harassing him over every little thing.

What's next, what's next...

A place for dinner, right! Girlfriend loves the local bar. Great food, a nice atmosphere, open mic nights, a server who's familiar with them...

A server that he crashed into and made her drop all those dishes to the floor... like that other time he did it to her and held up the service for a sizable amount of time...

He gulps. Hm. She's probably still mad at him too. But uh, huh. He's not sure what to do. Maybe, maybe...

He takes out his phone and dials a familiar number. It rings only twice before a gruff, annoyed voice answers on the other side.

"I'm busy, the fuck you want?"

Without missing a beat, he gets on his metaphorical hands and knees. "Pico, can I ask a favor, please please pretty please?"

"Wow, English. Must be desperate." There's a loud crash on his end before Pico's voice yells at a pair of playful, young laughter. "Hey- hey! Watch it!"

"Pico, so uh, could you-?"

"Hey- give me that!" More raucous laughter fills the line as Pico sighs. "Sorry, Bee, don't think I can help ya today. I was supposed to just watch these two kids 'til Lila came back, but then I got a call from a pal who needs help at her joint and- Skid, Jesus fucking Christ -" There's some shuffling and a grunt as a playful squeal rings a little too close to the phone. Pico continues as though nothing happened on his end. "-and so basically I'm double booked for the night."

"Oh, okay." He tries not to let the disappointment seep into his voice, but another sigh from Pico suggests that he heard it regardless.

"Look, I'm real sorry, wish I could help, but a line's formin' and I can only do so much." Pico grunts and a soft thump is heard. Two voices chatter away distantly in the background, but Boyfriend focuses solely on Pico. "Why? What happened?"

"Well, today's me and Girlfriend's anniversary, and I wanted to take her out but-"

"Can't figure out a place to take her? C'mon man, you- Jesus, you two, slow down, I'm comin'- you already know one."

"Yeah, the bar but-"

"What, ya worried about 'bout lines or somethin'? I know it's busy and shit, but I'm sure Serv will get ya guys' a table easy. It's just you two, you'll be fine."

"Okay, but-"

"Oh my GOD, what the HELL is THAT?!"

A faint, childish voice answers Pico's horrified question as Boyfriend listens in. "That's Moloch!"

"...MOLOCH?"

A roar sounds from Pico's side of the phone call. The voice - uh, Skid, was it? - laughs excitedly. "Yeah! He's our friend!"

"He lives in Skid's attic!"

A demonic voice nearly blows out Boyfriend's eardrums. "GET ME OUT OF HERE!"

"...Does your MOM know about this?!"

"Sorta! She thinks he's a rat."

"Hey hey HEY, back OFF-! Sorry, Bee, I'll call ya later!"

The last thing he hears is another roar before the line hangs up. Pico will probably be fine - he's handled worse after all, and even Boyfriend's faced off a demon or two! Maybe three, if that Lemon Man those two kids were friends with counted as well. Man, demons are just everywhere, huh?

...Speaking of demons. There’s one demon he really should be focusing on. Like getting their dinner date set up at her favorite bar in town. Even though he’s probably on that bar’s shitlist for knocking over their number one employee again .

But Girlfriend really does love going to that bar, and if it's for her... Fuck it, he'll suck it up and take whatever Server-chan's got against him. He'll just challenge her to a quick rap battle, win, and THEN they can have a nice dinner! Yeah, that's what he'll do. Lily's words replay in his mind as he walks off to his apartment to change into something nicer.

"You better give this girl a helluva anniversary."

Fuck yeah he will.

"Damn, after all these years, you still can't tie a tie." Lily frets over his outfit as she helps him tidy up a bit. A colorful ribbon now decorates the box of chocolates, tying it together with the teddy bear with the balloon also tied around its wrist. He grabs the tied together present after she rolls his sleeves up to his elbow.

"Bouquet?" he asks hopefully as Lily dusts off his shoulders for the hundredth time.

She huffs and shakes her head, blowing a stray hair out of her face. "You're lucky Flower didn't take a nap halfway through. It's her best work so far! All for the low, low cost of $51, tax not included."

"There's tax?!" He almost falls over, but Lily grabs him by the collar of his dress shirt.

"Chill out, we'll charge it to Miku's account."

"Oh, thanks." He swats away her hands when she tries to tuck in the other half of his shirt. "Fuck off, it's part of my style!"

"What, being sloppy?"

"The ladies love it."

"Your lady deserves better."

"But I'm the best there is!"

"Oh, God," Lily groans as her expression falls into despair. "Egotism really does run in the family."

"Enough about the family ego," Flower pipes up, her hands full with a large, beautiful bouquet. "These flowers need to be appreciated."

"Holy shit." Boyfriend takes the entire bouquet, admiring the reds, pinks, and whites. There's a smattering of small, lavender flowers here and there, making the other colors pop. "Roses!" he points out, the only flower he recognizes.

"Yup, and there's also lilies, alstroemeria, and-"

"Don't waste your breath," Lily cuts in, covering Flower's mouth before she can list them all out. "He won't remember any of the names."

A disappointed sigh escapes Flower, so he gives her the biggest grin he can muster. "Yo, I still think it's hella bomb to look at. I really think she'll love it!"

Flower perks up a bit, a small smile forming on her usually stoic face. "...Cool."

"Alright, get outta here." Lily shoves him back to the door with a grin. "You got a hot date, yeah? Go give her the night of her life!"

"Yeah!" He waves to the pair before leaving. "Gonna have a great night at the bar!"

Lily's smile falters as Flower's smile immediately disappears. "...The what?"

"See ya!"

"Wait, Boyfriend! You're taking her out to the fucking BAR?!"

He doesn't have the time to turn back and answer Lily, so he goes along his merry way, bouquet clutched tightly against his chest with the bear. Hopefully the incident from earlier today has been swept away. He really doesn't want to have a rap battle with Server-chan, but if he has to...

"Boyfriend!" A sweet, melodic voice pulls him from his thoughts as he looks over to see his beautiful, wonderful Girlfriend. Her iconic look now sports a sleek, black jacket reminiscent of her mother's own jacket. It looks stunning on her, and a soft, longing "beep" escapes him as she giggles and kisses his cheek. "Hey, hun. Happy anniversary!"

"Happy anniversary!" He holds out his gifts for her to take, and he delights in her unabashed joy as she takes them.

"Oh! This teddy bear is so cute, and these flowers are lovely!" Another giggle escapes her as she points at the bouquet. "Roses!"

"That's what I said!" They both share a laugh before her smile settles into something soft and relaxed.

"Now I wish I got you something too..." Girlfriend pouts a bit, but he kisses it away with a grin.

"Hey, don't sweat it! Lemme spoil you for the night instead." He offers her his arm, and she happily loops hers with his. They walk into the bar together and are met with a familiar face standing behind a podium. Despite being the hostess, Cassette Girl keeps her iconic cap on as she notices them and greets them with a lazy smile.

"Wooow," she drawls out, giving Boyfriend a knowing grin. "Back again so soon? And after that huge fuss you made."

"Fuss?" Girlfriend gives Boyfriend a curious look.

"Uhh, beep bah."

"Didn't tell her about your mishap, huh?" Cassette Girl raises an eyebrow and shakes her head. "Well, if you wanted to know, Serv got it figured out. Called in a favor last minute, and luckily he was nice enough to help out."

"Sorry about that," he says sheepishly, and Cassette Girl merely shrugs.

"It's whatever. Not the first time you messed her up real good. And besides, you're not even the first person to make her crash and burn for a hot minute."

"Is this still about the fuss you guys are talking about?" Girlfriend looks between the two as Cassette Girl chuckles.

"Yeah, but don't worry about it. Lemme take ya to your seats. Bar or nah?"

"Nah, it's our anniversary date today!"

"And you guys are spending it here?” She pauses for a second in thought before shaking her head. “Alright." Cassette Girl takes it in stride and seats them near the miniature stage.

"Oh, is it open mic night tonight?" Girlfriend sits down, already excited for the night as Cassette Girl chuckles and hands them the menus.

"Nah, originally we had a band booked tonight, but their back-up vocalist got injured, so they called it off last minute. It's gonna be a quiet night instead."

"Aww." The pout on Girlfriend's face lasts only a second before her smile returns. "Oh well! Sometimes quiet is nice too."

"Right you are. Anyway, your waiter will be with you guys in just a sec, so take your time. We're not too busy tonight, so feel free to cause more havoc." She flashes a grin before walking back to her station.

Girlfriend waves goodbye and turns back to Boyfriend with a smile. "Cassey is so nice! I wish we could talk to her more."

"Maybe we'll catch her on the street one of these days." He cracks open the menu, perusing the contents before deciding on getting his usual.

"Maybe! Should I try something new tonight?"

"Wouldn't hurt."

"But I don't know what to get..."

"Maybe we can ask the waiter?" He looks around for their supposed waiter, but all he sees is an unimpressed Pico standing at their table. "Oh! Pico! You're dressed like a waiter!"

True to his observations, Pico is dressed similarly to Server-chan; a black long sleeved shirt replaces his usual green sweater, and a pair of black slacks replaces his usual beige cargo pants. The only splash of color on his outfit is the bright orange apron that all servers seem to wear as per uniform, and it absolutely clashes with Pico's own bright, red hair.

"That's because I am the waiter, dumbass." The bite from his remark is lost from the tired slump of his shoulders, and the ginger begins to resemble Server-chan with each passing second. "At least for tonight. She called me in for a favor, and I agreed to help."

The conversation from earlier today pings in Boyfriend's memory. "Is this what you meant when you said you were double booked?"

"Yeah. Told me some blue-haired douchebag steamrolled her on his way out, and she ended up breaking a whole buncha dishes. She went out to go replace the whole set, so I'm coverin' for the rest of her shift while she takes care of it. Now that I think about it," Pico fixes him with a stern, knowing glare as Boyfriend shrinks under his sharp eyes, "I kinda already know about a certain blue-haired douchebag."

"I'll pay her back, I promise."

"You fuckin' better." Pico looks over to Girlfriend and offers her a tired grin when she waves cheerfully. "Hey, Red, he treatin' ya well tonight?"

"Yup! He got me chocolates, a bear, a balloon, AND a bouquet!"

"Really spoilin' ya there."

"Only the best for Gigi, right?" He nudges Pico playfully, the earlier irritation already melting away from his expression as he rolls his eyes and ruffles Boyfriend's hair.

"Yeah yeah. Ya guys ready to order?"

Pico takes their orders and departs quickly, the couple watching him disappear somewhere in the bar as their collective thoughts gather on one thing only.

"Mm, Pico should wear uniforms more often, huh?"

"It definitely looks flattering on him." They both hum before taking sips from the water Pico had set down earlier while taking their orders. With no ginger to distract them, Girlfriend's attention centers back on Boyfriend as she smiles. "Thanks for taking me out here for dinner! I know it's not easy for us to go out on dates since my parents still hover, so I'm really happy that we went out like you planned!"

"Oh yeah, totally." His easy grin hides the absolute panic he had for the entire half of his day when he realized he had nothing planned. "I wish I could treat you out for something better, but nothing else is really happening around this time of year-"

"Except for Spooky Month!" Two voices pipe up out of nowhere as the costumed duo surprise the couple.

"Oh, goodness, hello!" She laughs as Skid and, uh, Pump? Stand by their table looking curious. "How have you two been?"

"Okay! Mr. Pico has been babysitting us since Mom's been busy with her work stuff." Skid bounces on his heels as Pump looks up more calmly. "We wanted to introduce him to Moloch, but..."

"He didn't like him too much. He said Moloch is more scary than spooky." Pump sticks his tongue out and laughs. "Silly Mr. Pico! He does not understand that Moloch is our friend!"

"Moloch?" Girlfriend hums as bobs her head in thought. "That name sounds familiar. There was a demon that went missing months ago by that name..."

"Oh, weird!"

"Moloch came to us months ago too! But now he stays in Skid's attic."

"It's like a sleepover every day!"

"That sounds like fun!" She giggles as the kids bounce around her.

Boyfriend watches with a smile before remembering that “double booked” thing that Pico mentioned earlier. Were these the kids he was watching when Boyfriend called…? "So why are you guys here? If Pico is supposed to be babysitting you guys, but is working here instead..." Boyfriend wonders how Pico manages to balance so many jobs at once. He himself can barely handle the one!

"Mr. Pico said that he didn't trust Moloch and wanted us to stay somewhere safer."

"Which is weird, because Moloch is our friend! But it made him happier, so we came here with him."

"It's boring here, so Pump and I have been teaching lots of people how to spooky dance!"

"Oh?" Girlfriend indulges them and smiles as they crowd closer to her. "Can you show me too?"

"You don't know the spooky dance?"

"We should show her!"

"It goes like this!" The pair of children do a little dance for her, and a happy laugh escapes her as she watches. Boyfriend leans back and enjoys her happiness as the kids continue to chat with her.

"That looks like fun!"

"You can do it too!" Skid tugs on her hands, and it's enough to get her to stand up. "Just hold out your hands like this-"

"-and then you move like this!" The two of them demonstrate one more time before looking at Girlfriend expectantly. It takes her a few times, but the kids are surprisingly patient and more than happy to show her as many times as she requests until she gets it right. The sight of her having so much fun melts his heart, and he sighs as he watches her enjoy herself.

"Damn, look at you, meltin' into the table."

Boyfriend nearly slams his face against the table, making Pico guffaw as he puts their meals on the table. "Dude!"

"What? Just spittin' facts. Hey!" Pico's hands come to rest on his hips as he glares at the kids. Both Girlfriend and Boyfriend exchange a look, hiding their amused grins behind their hands as Pico takes on his caretaking role. "Skid, Pump, what did I say 'bout botherin' the customers?"

"Uhh..." The two kids freeze in place, looking at each other before looking at Pico. "Don't?"

"And what are you two doin'?"

"Bothering your friends!" Pump grins as Skid nods in agreement. "They are not customers, right?"

A puff of a laugh escapes Girlfriend as Boyfriend nudges Pico. "Yeah dude, we're your friends, not customers. We should get a de-"

A glare is enough to silence Boyfriend, but Girlfriend's composure quickly falls apart as a fit of giggles escapes her. Pico ignores her as he focuses his attention on his two charges. "They're still customers."

"But it's boring here!"

"Yeah, it's too quiet. You said there'd be music!"

"But there's no music, except for the soft elevator music."

"But that's boring too."

Both boys pout as Pico sighs and massages his temples. "Look, I didn't know the band would cancel today. After I'm done here, we can do something fun , okay?"

"Like getting candy?"

"Yeah, like gettin' candy." The two kids cheer and run off somewhere before Pico can stop them. "Hey-!"

"Damn, Pico, I didn't think you'd be good with kids." Boyfriend snickers as he eats a fry, watching as Pico sighs for the umpteenth time.

"You call that bein' good with kids?"

"It's better than I'd ever expect outta you."

"Rude little bitch." Pico snatches a few fries and chomps on them, ignoring Boyfriend's protests.

"When do you get off, Pico?" Girlfriend spins her fork around in her pasta before feeding the first bite to Boyfriend, keeping her eyes on Pico as the ginger hums thoughtfully.

"Technically nine, but I gotta watch the kids 'til ten. That's when Lila comes back from her shit."

"Do you wanna come over for movie night?" She looks over to Boyfriend who nods in agreement. Pico laughs and shakes his head.

"Ain't this supposed to be ya guys' anniversary date? Why the hell am I bein' invited?"

"'Cause it's more fun when you join us!" Boyfriend pipes up, making his eyes go wide with hope, knowing how much of a sucker Pico is for his puppy dog eyes. Like he predicts, Pico grumbles and looks away, a slight blush to his cheeks as he tries to regain his composure.

"Touchin', but nah. It's y'all's day. It's not my place to interrupt."

"You wouldn't be-!" A ringtone goes off in the middle of her sentence. Girlfriend pauses, taking her phone out as her smile vanishes. "Oh, just a minute." She leaves the table quickly as she answers her phone with a faint, "Hi, Daddy..."

"Hm." They watch her go outside before Pico turns back to Boyfriend. "I hope you have somethin' really good planned for tonight."

"Well, I don't have anything planned, per se-"

"Oh for fuck's sake-"

"But! Movie night is gonna be a thing! Or, was." Boyfriend frowns, not liking how it was her dad who called her. Knowing him, he could be asking her to come home earlier than planned, ruining their romantic movie night. "I was gonna play it by ear, y'know, in case something like that happens."

"Fair." Pico crosses his arms and fixes Boyfriend with a stare. "So how are you gonna save this night then?"

"Dunno yet." Boyfriend bites his lip and scratches at the table. "Like I said, I don't have much planned, so like..." His eyes wander over to the stage. A keyboard is the only instrument present on the stage alongside the stereos. He blinks slowly at the sight of it, a hum low in his throat.

"What? Ya suddenly got an idea?" Pico follows his gaze and whistles low. "Gonna sing a love song?"

"What? No." A pause. "Maybe. I dunno."

"You dunno?"

"I don't really have a song lined up." But it would be perfect. She loves it when he sings. Or raps. Or does anything really. And she did seem a little disappointed when she found out that there wasn't going to be a show tonight...

"You're a rapper," Pico supplies easily. "Just freestyle."

"But I don't have any beats." Which is true, unless he gets some help. His eyes wander up to meet Pico's gaze. "...Can I ask a favor?"

"Shoot."

"You still beatbox?"

And Pico smirks. "Only if ya got a plan."

Boyfriend looks around the bar, his eyes landing on the Spooky Boys and Cassette Girl. Music flows behind his eyes as he maps out the beats and flows on the spot. Fingers tap out the rhythm he wants to follow, and Pico taps his foot in tandem. "I think," he says, watching as Girlfriend comes back into the bar with a gloomy look on her face, "I've got a plan."

Pico leans forward, and Boyfriend quickly whispers it to him before shooing the ginger away. When Girlfriend takes her seat, Boyfriend takes it upon himself to buy some time for Pico as he keeps Girlfriend's attention on him.

"Something up?"

"Oh, it's just Daddy." Her frown deepens, and Boyfriend can feel his heart drop from the sight. She shouldn't be unhappy on their anniversary - of course her dad would ruin things for her. "He wants me to come home early, says he doesn't want me to stay over too late since he doesn't trust you to keep your hands to yourself."

"Tch. Your old man needs to lay off." From the corner of his eye, he sees Cassette Girl wander to some backroom, only to reappear with a few more coworkers as one of them takes over her position by the podium. Pico follows her next, helping her set up a couple of mics as she tests out the keyboard. The noises catch the attention of the patrons, including Girlfriend as she turns in interest at the ruckus.

"What's going on? Oh, is there a show happening after all?" A small smile forms on her lips as she watches the prep. "I wonder who they managed to get!"

"Yeah, I wonder." Boyfriend lets her watch them for a second longer before taking her attention again. "So how long can you stay out?"

"Mmm, at most, maybe an hour? Daddy's imps will come and pick me up, regardless of where I am." She puffs her cheeks out, which would normally be cute if she wasn't so distressed. "Mommy was okay with me spending the night! But Daddy won't even let me stay before midnight, so that ruins movie night..."

"Hey, don't worry about it. We can always have movie night whenever." He reaches over and takes her hand, giving it a firm, comforting squeeze.

"But today was supposed to be our day." She frowns again, holding onto his hand as she sighs softly. "We were supposed to have a nice night doing whatever we wanted. And now that's going to be ruined because my dad is being... himself again."

Random beats start playing. It takes them both by surprise as they turn around to see Pico messing with... some kind of pad? Is that a launchpad? Cassette Girl shakes her head and points to some buttons before Pico nods and- ah. So he didn't steal it from someone. Clearly, it was Cassette Girl's own device.

"What are they doing?" Girlfriend watches with more interest as the two kids clamber onto the stage, Pico talking to them softly as they nod along to whatever he's saying excitedly. He wags his finger like a metronome, and the boys both follow its movement before nodding furiously as he grins and pats the tops of their heads. As Pico looks up from the boys, he meets Boyfriend's gaze and gives a small nod before standing up.

"They're getting a show ready for you." Boyfriend grins when Girlfriend looks over to him bewildered.

"What do you mean, for me?"

"Heeeellloooo, everyone!" Cassette Girl speaks into the microphone with her familiar drawl, getting the patrons to quiet down as they watch with rapt attention. "Now, as you know, our booked gig for tonight ended up cancelling, but at the very last minute, we managed to snag another performer instead! You may be familiar with his bright blue hair and obnoxious voice," a rumble of laughter rolls through the crowd, but he takes it all in stride as he waits for the intro to end, "but he's gotten pretty famous throughout these parts for his amazing freestyle rap! Dedicated to his lovely Girlfriend of one year, we have Mr. Boyfriend, here to perform for one night only!"

"Boyfriend?!" Girlfriend's eyes widen in excitement as he stands from his seat, grinning confidently as he winks to her. It's not often he gets to perform for the sake of performing, so he wants to make this the best performance she's ever seen.

"You better give this girl a helluva anniversary."

As if he wasn't.

He takes the offered microphone from Cassette Girl as she takes her place behind the keyboard.

"Heya, folks!" He waves out to the crowd as the people who recognize him from his many rap battles cheer him on. Girlfriend cheers from the crowd, for once enjoying the show as just a normal person, instead of being in the thick of it. "Like Cassey said, this show is dedicated to my Girlfriend. I started this whole career for her, and if it weren't for her, I never would have found this flow in my life. I love her more than any song can convey, so I hope a show's worth of songs can get the message along. Now are you ready to get funkin' lit?!"

The crowd erupts into cheers as Girlfriend stands and cheers the loudest, her smile wide and bright as she pumps her fist in the air. They wait for the crowd to calm down before Pico starts his beatboxing. The beat begins slow, the notes sounding familiar as recognition settles on Girlfriend's features.

"Yo," he begins, holding the microphone close to his lips as he gets into the beat, "it's the remix." Pico's beatboxing continues before Cassette Girl joins in with her keyboard. The beat plays from the launchpad as the beatboxing ends, and that's his cue to start rapping.

"Don't look complacent, wearin' those rags, you ain't adjacent. Lookie, I'm fly, and you look basic. Look in her eyes, and I feel like takin' it for the win." He meets Girlfriend's gaze with a grin as he waves his hand back and forth, pumping the crowd up as he continues to rap.

"Her dad be evil, no twin. Skin purp' like the Sprite, sippin'. He open his yap and you wouldn't believe it's the sound of an angel when he spittin'." At Pico's cue, Skid and Pump join in with a chant of, "Go man go! Go man go!" They keep it up as Boyfriend continues to rap, the energy high and exciting as he performs for fun.

"Even though he look like a demon, hold my blue nuts as I battle for the takin'. Of this girl, I just wanna hold her hand. Look in our DM's and it's like candy land." Boyfriend kneels on the stage and gestures for Girlfriend to come closer. Without missing a beat, Girlfriend makes her way over, her head bobbing in time to the rhythm as she smiles blissfully.

"Yo, I really can't bust when her evil ass dad tryna make my ass be grass. So I got one shot, learned to spit real hot, and it might just go like this." As he takes her hand, he pulls her onto the stage and the Spooky Boys go quiet for his next lines.

"I don't mean no disrespect, but there's something about her I can't let go. Baby, you know that I love you, even though my balls are blue." The joke gets a giggle from Girlfriend, and it takes all his willpower not to stop rapping just to kiss her right there.

"I want to spend my life with her, even if her dad is evil or some shit. Now spit it like this: we gettin' freaky on a Friday night, chyeah!" The crowd goes wild as he scoops Girlfriend up in one arm, cradling her against his body as he continues to rap. Her arms wrap around his neck as she leans against him, warm and happy in his embrace.

As she should be.

The Spooky Boys return with the chant, pumping the crowd up some more as they cheer loudly with the rap.

"I just want to hold her tight, chyeah! Her hair, her eyes, her thighs, yeah. If I die, it'll all be worth it. Just to get a chance to show she's worth it!" He sways with the beat, watching as the crowd gets into the performance. Besides him, Cassette Girl is grinning, nodding her head to the beat as she plays the mellow tunes on her keyboard. Pico meanwhile focuses his attention alternating between beatboxing and playing the right beats on the launchpad, all while paying attention to the song and directing when the boys start and end their chant. Despite the amount of tasks on his shoulders, he holds himself high and proud, enjoying himself with a smile as he moves with the beat. Even the kids are enjoying themselves, bouncing on the spot and watching Pico intently for his cues. A part of Boyfriend wonders if they're even paying attention to the lyrics or if they're too engrossed in the beats and sounds coming from the keyboard and launchpad to even care.

Not that it matters.

All that matters is that they're all having fun . He looks out into the crowd and sees smile upon smile as they're all enjoying themselves to the music. This. This is what performing is all about. The energy, the enjoyment, everyone losing themselves to the music and forgetting their woes and worries for even just a minute-

That's what makes it all so worth it.

He raps the chorus one last time before letting the beat peter out, Pico ending the song with his beatboxing increasing in tempo before ending it abruptly. The crowd continues their cheers as Boyfriend yells into his microphone.

"You guys ready for more?!"

There's no doubt in his mind that he will absolutely be banned from the bar after this show, just with how rowdy the crowd is getting. But it's all worth it in the end as he nods to his friends to play whatever beat that comes to mind. He'll come up with the lyrics on the fly, all of them dedicated to Girlfriend as he sets her down and holds her tight to his side as they sway together.

He doesn't know how long they go for. All the hype and excitement pushes him to continue, and when he looks over to see if Pico or Cassette Girl or even the boys look just a little tired, he's surprised to see them too excited to even consider taking a break. The night is filled with raps filled with jokes and love as the clock finally strikes ten.

Time to end the show.

"Alriiiight, everyone!" Cassette Girl takes the microphone back from Boyfriend, panting slightly as she gestures to the crowd that grew during the performance. "Unfortunately, that's it for this show! Thanks for watching, hope you enjoyed your meals, and please, come back again when we host another gig or open mic!" The crowd applauds as they all bow. Cassette Girl pats his shoulder with a grin and turns back to help Pico clean up. Girlfriend clings to his side, giggling and burying her face against his neck.

"Ohhh, that was so much fun!" Her giddiness makes him laugh as he hugs her tight, covering her face in kisses as he breathes for the first time since the performance began.

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Are you kidding?!" She laughs and picks him up, twirling them together in a circle before cuddling him midair. "That was the most fun I've had in ages!"

"I'm glad," he admits, relief washing over him that their night was a success after all. "Sucks we didn't finish our dinners though."

"I can get boxes for them." Pico shows up next to them, both kids curled up in his arms as they cling to him. "Or, uh, I can get Cass to get 'em for ya."

"Aww, are they tired?" Girlfriend sets Boyfriend down to take a look at the kids. "They did a really good job tonight!" Skid lifts his head up, a tired but bright smile on his face as he giggles.

"That was fun! I wanna do it again, Mr. Pico!"

"I'll think about it. Remember what we promised before the show?"

"No repeating the bad words around mom," both boys respond, although Pump's words are muffled against Pico's shirt. He chuckles and nods towards the couple.

"I gotta get these kids home. You guys get some rest too."

"We will." Boyfriend stretches, feeling worn out from the show.

"See ya."

"Bye, Pico!" Girlfriend waves as Pico walks off, the two kids waving from Pico's arms. "He really is good with kids, even if he won't admit it."

"He's always been protective of them." They both hum, the thought sobering them a bit as they watch the ginger disappear in the crowd. "We should visit him later and make sure he's okay too."

"Sounds like a plan." Girlfriend smiles and takes his hand, swinging their arms between them. A waitress comes by quickly, helping them pack their barely eaten dinners and shooing them out of the bar. As they leave, Boyfriend passes by Server-chan, her expression still looking exhausted as their eyes meet. But despite this, she smiles when she sees him, and he hopes she had fun too during his show.

He and Girlfriend walk for about five minutes before a limo pulls up beside them. She sighs and turns to hug him tight, her face buried in his shoulder before she kisses him softly.

"Thanks for the lovely night," she whispers, soft and tender as the warmth from her cheek seeps through his shirt. "It really was the best night of my life."

"I'm glad then," he whispers back, pressing a kiss to her temple. "'Cause I'm gonna make sure I make every night the best night of your life from now on."

She giggles, pulling herself away reluctantly before climbing into the limo. He watches as it drives away into the night, leaving him alone.

The night air is cold and brisk, but he finds himself warm regardless. A smile wide and bright on his face as he stuffs his hands into his pockets, a tune coming out in the form of a whistle as he walks home.

What a night to remember.

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Do you think it's okay to completely separate artist from creation? Because I just found out a comic artist I really like is like against Transgender and wants to ignore race and all the bad stuff going on. I really like their work but their beliefs bother me. I dont know if I should continue to enjoy what I use to and separate artist from work, or to just unfollow. I'm not the type of person to try and force my views into others so I'm not gonna be harassing them to try and change their opinion

It depends on how you define ‘separate artist from creation’. Because there’s really two ways to do that. For the sake of this thought exercise let’s all imagine:

You have content you enjoy. You find out the author of that content is a less than stellar person. Maybe they support harmful causes, maybe they’re bigot and refuse basic respect to people different from them, maybe worldviews harm you and others that you love, etc.

Do you:

A) Pretend the author doesn’t exist but continue to consume the content while clapping your hands over your ears and going ‘LALALALALA’ and doing your best to forget who wrote it? Pretend Hatsune Miku wrote it instead? Separate the wonderful characters you’ve come to know and love, tear them from the hands of the author and say ‘they’re mine now, you never had them! I’ve assigned my own, healthier headcanons!’

B) Acknowledge that their harmful worldviews will affect their content, regardless how indirectly... and consume the content anyway, but do your best not to support their views (i.e not following their main account, holding them responsible and not letting them get away with leaning on harmful/racist/outdated stereotypes)?

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Here’s the thing though - if you picked B, you are NOT separating author from art. You are actively acknowledging that the author IS affecting their art - and aiming to minimize the harm caused through that content. You are already taking steps to protect others, and that does make a difference. That shows that you already know the answer to your own question.

We realistically cannot separate art from artist. Not fully. Nor, I would argue, should we attempt to do so!

In this media-saturated world, we all consume a LOT of content. Realistically, we cannot filter and check ALL of it - or all of its creators - to be 100% sure that we are only following/consuming only the most un-problematic of all people. It’s just not feasible and holding yourself to that standard is unrealistic.

But what we CAN all do is be critical. We can look at something that a transphobic person wrote and ask ‘does this content present harmful stereotypes?’ and we can ask ‘does this storyline have racist tropes?’ and etc.

I’m going to be frank - I consume what could considered ‘problematic’ content. Biggest example is probably Brooklyn 99. The thing is - it’s copaganda! And throughout the show, there are very clear, ill-disguised attempts to gloss over abuse to police power by using quirky lovable characters that are constantly breaking the law but end up as the good guys at the end of each episode! And this isn’t even the point of the show - it’s treated as a non-issue. At the beginning of season 5 they delve into prison system power abuse - but only really make it an issue for the ‘innocent good-guy cop Jake’. The next few episodes after the fact it shows - BLATANTLY - Jake and Holt screaming at and lying to a (Black!) suspect to get a confession out of him. It’s treated as the right thing to do! A quirky idea that good-guy Jake had!

Wanna get psychological whiplash? Watch When They See Us on Netflix and then watch Jake yelling at his suspect in the interrogation room. Ask yourself why those two are different, or why they are interpreted differently. Then ask why they aren’t, and shouldn’t be.

And when I watch Brooklyn 99 I have two options:

I can cover my ears and sing LALALA IT’S JUST A SHOW, I’M JUST HAVING FUN! or I can be critical and practice calling out the blatantly police-propoganda-y tropes when they come on-screen and evaluate the good vs. the bad and ask myself every once in a while ‘is the Good here outweighed by the Bad? Is there content here that I couldn’t get elsewhere?’

In the end, no one can stop you from consuming content. If you want to keep watching/reading - you will find a way. But ignoring the issues, turning away and trying to imagine away the bad parts... will ALWAYS leave you with less than the full picture. It’s far more harmful to pretend that everything is fine for the sake of making yourself feel comfortable than it is to just face it head-on and admit that the author will inevitably leave a part of their beliefs in their art.

When people read my stories - even something as removed as WD!Steven - they will inevitably be coming in contact with MY political views, even if they’re not obvious. And honestly, I wouldn’t want people to separate my art from myself.

I want to make it clear - in many cases, unfollowing/blocking is absolutely the best thing to do. I’ve done that for many creators that I realized were... not good people. But that sort of thing is for you to decide, and so I won’t just tell you ‘go unfollow them!’. It’s way more important that you make this judgement not because of peer pressure - but because you’ve thought about it and made the decision that makes the most sense for YOU.

#Anonymous #separating art from artist #chekhov answers #brooklyn 99 #transphobia #police brutality #police violence #copaganda #propaganda #problematic #tumblr

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gaytransgirl · 4 years

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Outrunning the Universe: The Troubling Implications of City Seventeen (Sonic Riders Fandub Analysis)

That’s right. After the success of my 06 dub analysis, I’m throwing my hat back in the ring with a stab at the Sonic Riders (plus Zero Gravity) fandub. Originally, I had hoped to track the development of Sonic’s toxicity towards his friends over the course of the dub series. However, as I rewatched the Riders fandub, I began to notice something sinister. Or... Someone sinister, really. That person?

Jet the Hawk.

I understand that this initial pairing might mystify you. “But Lily,” I can hear you saying, “Jet is a wholesome friend who appreciates Storm and Wave! What’s so sinister about that?” And you may be right. The Babylon Rogues are a much more positive and uplifting friend group than Team Heroes. The trouble lies with everything else Jet does, especially his development from after five years have passed. First, though, we have to take a look at what Jet’s untamed power can do by sifting through the original Sonic Riders’s dub portion.

Three main scenes depict the truth of Jet’s power on its own. First, we’ll draw upon the scene depicted at 4:30. Sonic makes an illegal left, and Jet notes this before announcing the first sign of his boundless powers. “Revali’s Gale is now ready.” For those of you who don’t understand the implications of this, it shows that Jet either has achieved a massive level of control over his own flight that he is able to take off from the ground on his own, or that he has freed Divine Beast Vah Medoh from Ganon’s control. Neither is any small feat, but we can deduce that it is indeed the latter, since Jet’s take-off is done while riding his Extreme Gear. We know now that Jet has defeated Ganon. (Also worth noting, as it happens between now and the next Jet Moment™, is that Storm is shown to have immense power of his own, thanks to his possession of an enemy stand. More on this later.)

Jet’s next great display of power is shortly before the race at the Great Colosseum In The Middle Of The Desert, specifically the 30-second scene at 16:23. Jet recounts a Redbox encounter in which he almost drowned in quarters, and upon hearing Wave’s concerned rebuttals, he replies with a surprisingly sinister line. “Here, I’ll show you.” Cut to footage of Jet surrounded by money, laughing maniacally. This tells us two things. First, Jet laughs in the face of death, something not at all uncommon in the Sonic Dub Franchise. In fact, in the Sonic 06 dub, Sonic proclaims that he can never die. Second, Jet can project his memories directly into the minds of others. This is admittedly not as monumental a feat as defeating Ganon, but it shows a great level of control for someone as unrefined as Jet.

Jet’s next great accomplishment is in his control of the Chaos Emerald-powered Gamecube 2. This scene, taking place at 19:18, displays three rapid-fire uses of Jet’s untapped potential. In order, he turns up the graphics settings of the entire world around them, showing that he not only knows the limitations of his universe, but can manipulate the world around him at will. From here, he fires a laser into the distance, which is admittedly just his channeling of the Gamecube 2′s power; it’s the least notable of his three accomplishments in this scene, though that can only be said because it lacks a destructive impact. He then proceeds to dig up Pompeii solely with the power of his mind. Jet not only can locate Pompeii, which has allegedly been lost in this universe, but can raise it into a state of permanent levitation.

Only one more scene is notable from the Riders portion of the dub, and that is at 22:28. Jet fails to beat Sonic in a race, yet Sonic does nothing to physically stop him. What is it that tampers with Jet, sending him flying off his board? That’s right. The hand of God. Jet is only able to be physically stopped in this state by God himself. And that is with his powers not even fully explored. However, there is one flaw in this logic: Sonic himself. We need to stray briefly outside of the Fandub and draw upon local Sonic expert, Brian David Gilbert. He is quoted as saying that “... if a hedgehog could commune with the dead, be resurrected, run with infinite energy, and have his gospel prophesy the future, then either Sonic is a god, or could kill God, and I do not care if there is a difference!” Sonic lives in a universe of immense power, and while Jet’s feats are certainly not anything to be scoffed at, they pale in comparison to direct tampering with Sonic.

... that is, until the introduction of City Seventeen.

Up until now, all we’ve drawn upon is the original Sonic Riders, where Jet hasn’t taken five years apart from Sonic to live a toxicity-free lifestyle. This toxicity cleanse has clearly left him powered beyond belief, and while this power is not shown throughout the Zero Gravity dub as it was during the original Sonic Riders dub, one scene tells us all that we need to decipher the true scope of Jet’s power. That scene takes place at 56:21, and is the introduction of City Seventeen, The World Of Thematic Resolution. He feigns confusion, but this very city is a mindscape of his own creation, founded with the sole intent of imprisoning Sonic until he unlearns his toxic mannerisms. The very creation of City Seventeen is a feat entirely unforeseen within Sonic. Solely by his own means, Jet forces the gang to enter his own universe within the XBox of Friendship.

I know what you may be thinking right about now, too. That one man claimed to be the creator of City Seventeen, and thus the universe has nothing to do with Jet. However, consider the scope of great religions over the course of humanity. A true god never reveals himself directly to the universe as a whole; there is always a divine prophet. Abraham, Moses, Jesus, Muhammad. This human man is simply the prophet through which Jet shall tell his cautionary tale of toxic masculinity and Adam Sandler movies. Now that that’s been covered in full, let’s briefly cover a comparative display of Jet’s powers to that of his own friend Storm.

When confronted by City Seventeen, Storm is fully unable to cope with his surroundings, and loses control of his limbs, his eyes, and his mouth. Left completely motionless, he is left to beg for death from Hatsune Miku. Before you ask about her, she’s just a universal constant. Anyway, in comparison to Storm, how is Jet able to move around? Perfectly freely. Storm, a powerful stand user who nearly drowned Knuckles in his own lungs, was completely dwarfed by Jet the Hawk. And with good reason.

In conclusion, while the scope of Jet’s power is admittedly still unknown, he reigns far supreme over any deity whose power has been showcased in the Sonic Fandub Cinematic Universe. Sonic may be a god, but Jet operates on a level above theism. Jet has full and complete command of not only this universe, but infinite others, and the fact that we remain in somewhat peaceful times is a sign of Jet’s mercy. We can only thank Redbox and his busy schedule for not allowing him to watch Grown Ups 2. If he had fallen in line with Adam Sandler’s toxicity, the multiverse would be walking upon a tightrope.

#sonic the hedgehog #real time fandub #snapcube #jet the hawk #sonic riders #sonic riders fandub #real time fandub games

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~The Sting of Jealousy~ (Hatsune Miku X Fem!Reader)

I love her I love her I love her

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You had been extremely lucky to be able to call Miku your girlfriend for the past couple years. She was a total sweetheart. Kinder than anyone you had ever met. A truly gentle soul. You were drawn to her like a moth drawn to a flame. You loved her unconditionally and she always made sure that you knew she felt the same way about you.

Though you met her before her music career truly blossomed you had been lucky enough to watch her grow into the musical sensation that she was now. The Popstar from the future, Hatsune Miku.

Of course you were happy and proud of her for her growing success.

And of course you were immensely glad to be kept at her side. Immensely glad that she hadn’t pushed you away as her fame grew. On the contrary she kept you closer than she ever had before.

You had taken the time to get to know her fellow colleagues. Rin and Len, Luka, Kaito, Meiko, they all treated you like one of their own and you were extremely happy that they liked you or at least tolerated you.

Needless to say, your relationship with Miku was perfect.

Well… almost perfect.

You knew that she loved you. You knew that you loved her. You knew that she trusted you. And you knew that you trusted her.

So then why did you feel such an invigorating feeling of jealousy whenever a fan so much as looked her? Were you insecure? But what did you have to be insecure about? You had been dating her well before her career took place, she loved you… But maybe she was starting to get tired of you. Or maybe that was all just in your imagination.

The number of fans grew by the day. You could no longer walk the streets with your own girlfriend, laughing and enjoying the sights of Japan without being bombarded by her fans and paparazzi.

And of course, being Miku, she took her time to talk with all of them. Signing their merch, giving out the warmest, tightest hugs. You were jealous. You should be the only one wrapped up in her arms like that. It had been so long since you had felt a truly warm hug from her, did she love these random fans more than you?

You’d never let her know about these thoughts that plagued your mind whenever you were left alone or were trying to sleep ever so peacefully through the night. She didn’t need to know. It would all work itself out in the end.

But you hadn’t expected her to figure you out so easily. Were your emotions really that obvious to her? You weren’t sure about anything anymore. The only thing running through your mind from that point on was the sting of jealousy. Jealousy towards complete strangers at that. God you were pathetic.

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“Oh my god it’s Miku! Miku! Miku over here! Smile for the camera!”

Your hand squeezed around your girlfriends a little tighter, stepping just a few more inches closer to her as the paparazzi and fans began to close in on the two of you. You could hear her emit a small, dainty laugh though you couldn’t tell if she was laughing at you or the fans anxious to approach her.

Within seconds they had engulfed the two of you, pushing and fighting each other just to get a glimpse at the celebrity before them.

“Miku can I have a hug!?”

“Miku please sign my shirt!”

“Miku take a selfie with me!”

Her hand quickly let yours go as she held her arms outwards towards her many adoring fans. “I’m happy to do all that and more! Just, please keep it civil. Don’t push and shove each other, take turns okay?”

Her sentence was finished with a sweet wink, her voice slightly drawing onwards in order to win over her audience with her cute appeal amped up to the max. They were quick to agree with her words, lining themselves up rather nicely, all ecstatic at the chance to meet her. You slightly stepped out of the way so as not to ruin their experience with her and watched from the sidelines. You couldn’t stop the small sigh escaping your lips nor could you stop the scowl that slowly spread across your lips.

You couldn’t watch this anymore. Your blood was boiling, you just wanted them to stop touching her. Your mind was racing. One of them was going to take her away from you. She was the biggest pop star in Japan. Anyone could have her. Anyone could just as easily take her away from you, and that was the worst part of it all.

You wanted to stay and support her but out of fear that your mouth would get you in trouble you were quick to turn on your heels and walk towards the other direction. Of course she herself was quick to notice your body slinking away.

“A-Ah I’m sorry everyone but I really have to go. I’ve got a full day of composing new songs. I hope you all look forward to them!”

She gave a polite bow and a quick wave before running after you, nothing but worry in her eyes. “(Y/N) wait up!”

You didn’t want to ‘wait up’. Tears were already threatening to spill from your eyes due to the sheer intensity of your own emotions. God why did you have to feel like this? You should be happy for her. You should be supporting her.

She was quick to figure out that you weren’t going to stop anytime soon and quickened her pace so she could instead stand in front of you. Your eyes stayed glued to the ground. You weren’t able to hold back your tears any longer but you refused to let her see even a trace of them.

“(Y/N) what’s the matter? Come on,” Her hand grabbed your chin and she ever so gently lifted your head so that your eyes could meet. “Look at me.”

She slightly widened her eyes and her hands made their way to your cheeks, cradling them softly in her hands. “(Y/N) what’s the matter hun?”

God you couldn’t keep it up anymore. Your pent up tears streamed down your face and your hands reached up to hold her own though not removing them from your cheeks. You couldn’t find the words to say to her. You’d sound so pathetic.

“(Y/N) come on, please.”

Your eyes locked with her own and she gave you a warm smile, trying her best to reassure you. A small, shaky sigh escaped your lips and you slowly nodded your head. “I’m just… Jealous.” Your voice fell as you practically whispered to her, embarrassed about your current feelings.

“Jealous…” She was silent for a few seconds before a small giggle escaped her lips and she wiped away your tears with her thumb. “(Y/N) that’s ridiculous.”

A frown crossed your lips as you heard her giggles. Your hands fell from hers and to your side. She instantly noticed your pout and shook her head, quickly pecking your cheek before caressing it with her hand.

“(Y/N) they’re just fans. I don’t even know any of their names. I promise I don’t feel a thing for any of them. I love you, and only you. I have since the day we met. Don’t you trust me enough to know that?”

Your eyes widened and you slinked your arms around her waist, moving to rest your cheek on her shoulder. “Of course I trust you. I don’t want you to think that I don’t. It just seems like we’ve lost intimacy lately. Seeing all of them get to hug you and hold your hands it’s just… I’m jealous of it.”

Another small laugh escaped her and she hugged you back, slightly squeezing you tighter as she ran her fingers through your hair. “Well, how about we cut the date short and head home? We can watch a movie or play some games and cuddle on the couch. How’s that sound?”

You were quick to nod your head, a bright smile forming on your face. She smiled back and you gave a quick peck to her lips, lingering for a few seconds before placing your forehead on her own, watching as a blush peppered across her cheeks. “Thank you, I love you Miku…”

A small ‘hum’ escaped her as she responded to you. “I love you too, and don’t you ever forget that.

#hatsune miku #miku #hatsune miku x reader #hatsune miku scenario #vocaloid #vocaloid x reader #vocaloid scenario #crypton #crypton future media

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tomboyjessie13-artblog · 3 years

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This was meant to be done yesterday, but I goofed and finished it at 4 AM in the morning, I think I ruined my sleep schedule doing it. Anyways, I was worried about putting her in EC because she's a child with a troubled past, but I just went with it because I'm not a coward. But if you're uncomfortable with the story here, I am very sorry, I mean I know it’s part of the canon story but I apologize to those who are offended in advance, I'll alter it if you want.

Speaking of which, I will be editing EC!Neashi's profile to correspond with Nemu in a little bit so keep an eye on it, ok?

Nemu, born Jordan Abbot, was a young Black Valkyria girl living in the Union State of Evillious, she was born to one of the many families who are slaves in Maistia before being bought the Freezis Conglomerate in Bariti, Marlon to be treated like trash. By the time she was 10, her parents had overheard of what horrible and cruel things that had happened to previous families before them including the Zeros, and are planning on doing the same thing to them tomorrow morning secretly to prevent Judge Gallerian Marlon from knowing. Becoming fearful for their lives, they plan to escape Marlon to the mainland that is Bolganio to have a better life and to warn the Judge of the atrocities they're committing in secret. Having been able to sneak out of the manor at night, they took one of the many double decker buses to the port town of Jamet and boarded the S.S. Titanis to the mainland. During the trip there, Nemu accidentally bumps into Michelle Marlon and apologized profusely, but Michelle reassures her that it's alright and that it was just an accident. She learns that the girl was Judge Gallerian Marlon's daughter and told her what her family had experienced, hoping that her father would set things right again. Unfortunately, just before they made it to land, a giant Ziz-Tiama showed up and destroyed the ship with everyone on it, her parents and Michelle were killed upon getting caught up in the destruction, Nemu was one of thew few survivors to have made it out alive, but suffers from Post Tramatic Stress Disorder and Mutism from the incident, the last thing she saw before passing out was Nemesis Sudou at shore, grinning at the chaos she caused. She was found unconscious on shore by Neashi and the other members of Hades who came to see what their rival gang, Zeus, has done. Sometime later while recovering, Hades found out about Nemu's origins and that she's the only one who made it, then they realized that she's still in danger of being founded. So Neashi(as Persephone) proposes that they disguise her and change her name, so they cut hair short and dyed it navy blue, and renamed her "Nemu" after the Jakokunese word "Sleep". Later on, Hades broke up due to being sought out by the police for the sinking, and Neashi took Nemu with her to Lucifenia to start a new life together, becoming her adopted older sister and legal guardian. Years later, she'd became a student at Germaine Avadonia Middle School and Neashi's partner in crime to help them survive, having been able to master paragliding at a young age to give Neashi assistance in her robberies. At some point, Neashi told Nemu that she has a "guest" coming over to give them "grocery money" and needs her to stay in her room until the "guest" is gone, though it didn't stop Nemu from being disturbed of "the noises" coming from Neashi's room. Sometime later, Nemu meets Nemesis as Themis Eight at Rolled, becoming angry upon seeing her and tried to hurt her due to her parents' death cause by her before Neashi subdued her. Later on, Neashi had informed Nemu that should be gone for two days because she's planning a large heist that would help them retire and start living the good life, she was given money to buy herself food to feed herself. At some point however, she had a visit from Postman and learned that Neashi was arrested for trying to rob Gallerian Marlon's fortune and treasures. She begs the silent Postman to take her to them, at Levianta, while she rightfully scolds Neashi for being so reckless in robbing the Judge, she was also horrified to learned that Gallerian Marlon was no longer the man she thought could help her family back in the day, but instead became a greedy crook who would gladly take any bribes at the cost of allowing bad people to run around freely.

~Technical Information~ Name: Nemu Japanese: 眠 Romaji: Nemu Other names: Jordan Abbot(Birth name), Nemu Tamiki(Full adopted name)

~Biographical Information~ Born: June 22, EC 968 Age: 13-15 Classification: Human Race: Black Valkyria Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: Unknown Hair Color: Black(later dyed Navy Blue) Eye Color: Brown Affiliation(s): Bariti, Marlon(Place of birth, formally) Aceid, Elphegort(Formerly) Rolled, Lucifenia Germaine Avadonia Middle School

Trivia:

She shares the same personality traits and skills as her previous incarnation as a KH OC, but with obvious changes due to being reimagined as a OC in a more mature setting. The reason for being in the Greed/Wrath era is because of her ethnicity being introduced, that and she and Neashi are inseparable in my KH story, it makes sense that way. Also her school uniform is inspired by Hatsune Miku's Summer Memories outfit and to some extent, her hana-kotoba serafuku, using more Miku references to tie with her.

Her adopted name, Nemu, is based off the Japanese word for "Sleep", this is meant to reference "Gift from the Princess who Brought Sleep" and her role as the "Third Sleep Bringer". Now she's named that because Hades found her "asleep", she's also has less of a villainous role in Evillious than she was in KH, except for the robberies of course. She's still talented in chemistry though, just not for epidemics.

Her role in Neashi's robberies involve paragliding at night to scope out the exits or potential houses to rob. She also uses her skills in chemistry to make biological weapons that are non-lethal but will obstruct Neashi's pursuers such as smoke bombs, tear gas, artificial bubbles, and rubber cement. Her favorite is the artificial bubbles because they're both useful and pretty.

Because video games are non-existent in the Greed/Wrath arc, she will not have an interest in the "Legend of Helga" games, or at the very least the games will be reimagined as a book series in this case. Also even though she knows that Yukina Freezis is innocent, she still doesn't feel comfortable about reading the Freezis Fairy Tales due to her experience with the Conglomerate. At one point she reads "Vampiress Vanika" by Sanon Noi and has gotten nightmares.

She has a bit of a sweet tooth, her favorite dessert is snickerdoodle cookies. She also had some brioche with trauben jam from one of Rolled's cafe's and has become smitten, so much so she started dancing like a ballroom dancer, much to Neashi's amusement.

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Nemu belongs to me

#artwork #evillious chronicles #kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts oc #oc #crossover #reimagined #roleplay

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