#i’m already started in some ways even tho its not really August yet
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My normal internet should (ideally) be restored in a few days, meaning that not only do I plan to make August into an Ember Warrior writing month, but I am also going to make it everyone else’s problem by sharing excerpts.
#writeblr#will write#i don’t do nano#but i do pick random months tp buckle down and hyperfocus on particular disaster WIPs of mine#i’m already started in some ways even tho its not really August yet#i had THOUGHTS about Inky okay#old florist determined to get the knights to shape up more at 7
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Things I’d like to do, in order of me doing them versus no time yet lol. Bold - i plan to genuinely freaking commit to doing it even if other things come up. italic - i really want to be able to do these, if i don’t have time now i’ll try to do them later on.
Currently doing:
finish reading hanshe (currently doing, on chapter 52 out of 155 haha rip me)
finish reading guardian english translation (currently doing, also dang my reading speed got slow lately lol)
finish listening to chinese spoonfed audio (on like 12 or 15 out of like 39. i’d like to finish it so i can say i’ve done it, and at least have some exposure to everything it’s got to offer word/sentence wise once)
exercise 5 times a week. 50 crunches, 70 pushups, 15 minutes cardio at least. until the end of the month (i tried this last week then bam twisted my ankle lol - someone tried this to get fit and it worked and you know me i Love proving to myself if things work and i also Love simply things i can remember that are flexible. i have been switching between jogging or HIIT that’s mainly muscle building, depending on how i feel... gonna count it all as long as i do something consistently 5 times a week. maybe next month i’ll do that kpop dance challenge i found that looked cool but for now i just wanna do something i know i can stick to because its simple and flexible)
finish reading Tae Kim’s Grammar Guide (i almost forgot ToT but unless i’m giving up japanese again lol... well... we’ll see... either way i am in the process of doing this and there isn’t really a good stopping spot so i should just finish reading it)
Also just general watching chinese shows, reading chinese (so hanshe OR whatever i feel like). I’ve been pretty consistent about that and it helps even if i jump around to different materials so i don’t have to really list anything specific.
And for japanese? I would really like to try one of my games in japanese this summer but that is Highly dependent on how prepared i feel. i’d like to try maybe though, just because like... even if i never learn as much as i’d like, a big goal had always been just to play my favorite games the way they were originally written. if i can follow enough to just see a lets play and look up words i want to understand, follow the grammar, catch some line differences between the original and localization, i will already be so happy. even though more in depth understanding will be a long way away from now.
Going to do soon:
listen-read method guardian (because i literally have avenuex’s wonderful audiobook that PERFECTLY matches the webnovel chapters - i plan to listen-read with just the eng translation tho)
read guardian chinese print version (while i may push this off a while... it would be appropriate to read in august as an anniversary of watching guardian drama lol... i also kind of think the closer i do this to the listening-reading method, the more i will comprehend and easier it will be and more details i’ll get out of the sections that are unique to my print novel version... after hanshe i would love to put this as my actively-reading chinese novel)
read His Evening Star (<3 <3 asap! like as soon as Guardian eng translation read, i’m starting this)
read Silent Reading english translation
continue doing Nukemarines LLJ memrise decks (i made some progress, and wanted to go back after reading Tae Kim’s Grammar Guide... again IF i do this is highly relevant on if i can keep managing some time for japanese study we’ll SEE lol ;-;)
Going to do eventually...:
listen-read method Silent Reading (at least TRY, although i already know the chapters and audiobook-episodes do NOT end in the same place so like... its valid if i try and give up... I would just love to do this because i WANT to listen to the audiobook... and if its too annoying trying to sync audio to text when i know the audio varies off from the text half the time, then i might just try to listen to the audiobook ON its own)
listen to DeFrancis Chinese Readers Audio (i can look at the book, optional, if i’d like... i should USE the books since i bought them lol. Emphasis on trying to shadowing the dialogues because so much is basics i should be able to speak decently. I’m thinking this would be a good replacement for ‘background listening’ for when i finish chinese spoonfed audio. Also i really want to utilize these textbooks since i bought them ToT)
read 2ha
read Can Ci Pin!
read Tian Ya Ke (extensive reading like guardian, the eng translation then the chinese chapters... reading might go faster this way then with constant word lookup in Pleco, tho i can of course read in Pleco instead if I want)
read Qi Ye (same thing as above - read the eng translation, and then the chinese version either extensive or in Pleco with word lookup)
read yuwu
read the new priest novels E Danglars translated!
FINISH tamendegushi (the chinese novel i keep reading HALF of then giving up)
FINISH tamendegushi COMIC (i literally own the manhua print but when will i finish reading ToT)
Possibly Listen-Read to MoDaoZuShi, SVSSS (both have audiobooks now. A plus of mdzs is i have never read it so it would be a surprise. A plut of svsss is i’ve l-r method 8 chapters before and the audiobook matches VERY in line with the chapter endings so its super easy to follow along)
read DaoMuBiJi books (a long endeavor... currently mostly just reading the english translations, i’m on book 3. But I was reading the chinese version too which i could switch to if i want a reading material in Pleco or just extensive reading... but reading it in chinese is not a priority yet...)
#study plan#april#april goals#april progress#nts#note to self#i have... so much stuff i wanna get done
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ZOYA KHAN ( SOPHIA ALI ) is an EIGHTEEN year old from SAN FRANCISCO. SHE is known around the island as THE CIRCUS because she is WITTY and HONEST but can also be RUDE and PETTY. SHE reminds of freshly cut peaches, hot summer nights, ankle bracelets. @wildshub
BASIC INFORMATION
NAME: Zoya Khan
NICKNAMES: Zee, ZeeZee
BIRTHDAY: August 16th
AGE: 18
HOMETOWN: San Francisco
BIRTHPLACE: San Francisco
RELIGION: Muslim (doesn’t practice it much tho)
ETHNICITY: Half white and half Pakistani
NATIONALITY: American
EDUCATION: High School drop out
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single
SOCIAL CLASS: Lower
PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS
HEIGHT: 5′6
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Brown
BUILD: Slender
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: None
NOTABLE FEATURES: Some tattoos
PHYSICAL DISABILITIES: None
ALLERGIES: Penicillin
PERSONALITY & BEHAVIOR
HOBBIES: Smoking weed, clubbing, recreational drugs, gossiping, stealing stuff for fun and also out of need, making money in easy yet shady ways
LIKES: Money, partying, chilling, not taking life too serious, people who like her
DISLIKES: People who don’t like her and disagree with her on things, racists, her mother, being poor, being forced to do things she doesn’t want to do, advice
QUIRKS: Bites insides of her cheeks when bored, nervous, scared or just zoned out
STRENGTHS: Resourceful, would murder for people she cares about, loyal to an extent, smart
WEAKNESSES: Bad temper, cussing too much, can see her own flaws but doesn’t think she can fix it and instead accepts them as part of her personality
POSITIVE TRAITS: Resourceful, adaptable, honest
NEGATIVE TRAITS: Petty, bitchy, easily annoyed
MENTAL DISABILITIES: N/A
SHARE 5 FUN FACTS ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER (tw death)
Her father died two years ago and left Zoya and her family in a lot of debt. They were already struggling with money so this put extra stress on her mother who had to raise her and her two younger sisters. She dropped out of high school and started working but was already too much of a mess to take the work seriously. She started going to parties more often and smoking constantly. She then started doing drugs on nights out and it caused a lot of drama at home.
When on Eid day she ruined a family gathering by being drunk and making a scene, her mother kicked her out. After being homeless and couch surfing for three months, and with her friends getting tired of her staying over, she asked her mother to come back and her mother offered an ultimatum. Go to Pakistan or Down of Eve. She chose the latter.
After her father died she developed a habit of stealing. She just steals shit all the time basically. Pending diagnosis.
Other than being a total mess, she’s actually pretty smart and was doing pretty good in school without even trying. She’s also street smart and knows how to manipulate people to her advantage. However, she can be a real cunt to people who can’t do anything for her she would find useful.
She often dreams of being rich and successful but doesn’t really know how to get there. Is very jealous and annoyed by people who are just born into wealth.
WHAT WAS YOUR CHARACTER WEARING ON THE FLIGHT?
This fit. I’m shit at describing clothes.
PLEASE LIST 3 PERSONAL ITEMS OF YOUR CHARACTER THAT WASHED UP ON SHORE
Her iPhone and headphones which no longer work. Backpack was attached to her back when she woke up at the shore but all of its contents were emptied so basically an empty backpack. Bag of tobacco for rollup cigarettes and the papers and roach in it obvs.
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—𝗖𝗢𝗔 𝗙𝗔𝗤;
Hello, everyone! So with COA being such a long-running series and new readers finding it constantly, I have come to realise that a lot of questions I get often repeat. So to keep everything easy and clear and friendly for everyone regardless of whether you started COA at the very beginning of the story or just recently found it, I have spent the day relaxing, eating junk food, and compiling this FAQ. Please read through it because chances are the answers are here somewhere. I have sectioned the guide into following: general, story, ships, original squad (OCs), AUS, OC!V and tips/advice. If the answer to your question is not here, please feel free to send me a message and have a wonderful day! <33 - kat.
GENERAL:
when does this story update?
I try to keep a bi-weekly schedule (now usually Sunday updates). But I always let you know when the chapter is done by making a final word count post (pre edits).
do you have a masterlist?
yes, you can find it here.
do you have a tag list?
not for COA. they’re very time consuming and I’m already really busy sorry :(
are your requests open?
I rarely open my inbox for requests. the only exception being the monthly blurb nights. then I reblog a prompt list and let people send some requests in for any fandom/ship. however, usually due to how many I get, it only happens every few months. that being said, you can still send me ideas/suggestions and if it inspires me, I will write it. that’s how the majority of the AUs have come about. but i’m also a very busy person so sorry if I can’t.
can I make X or Y for COA and tag you?
yes. yes. yes. please, please, feel free to create whatever for COA (no matter how small or silly) because I consider it a great honour that I’ve been able to inspire someone else. whatever it is, please tag me. I wanna see.
okay, I made a thing and tagged you but you didn’t respond :(
Tumblr is notorious for eating my notifs. whatever it is (art/post/etc) if I don’t respond to it in a day or two, please give me a nudge. you’re not being annoying, I promise. chances are I missed it/tumblr ate it.
I wanna scream/discuss/theorise about COA with others, is there any way for me to do that?
my amazing readers have set up this reddit page that is full of lovely people, theories, and memes etc. I check it often and interact on there, too, so feel free to drop by.
STORY:
how many chapters will COA be?
25. the last one being a very long epilogue.
have you decided on the ending yet?
yes. from as early as part 2. it's barely changed since.
will we ever see more of Prague/Naples? hoe, please say yes.
yes. I plan to write both as COA bonus stories after the main story-line concludes.
will there be a sequel?
depends. on two things: 1) if anyone will even care by that point 2) time. this story has consumed 5 months of my life entirely. i’ve been incredibly strict with myself when it comes to writing it (in a good way) but at best it won’t be finished till the end of august/beginning of september. so likely even if I do, there will be a break for a few months at least. I do have ideas though.
you promised us smut. where is it?
patience is a virtue. ;)
happy ending or tragedy? (please don’t say tragedy, you monster)
I would describe it more as “bittersweet” but whether it leans more towards bitter or sweet you’ll have to see.
SHIPS:
any endgame hints?
you know more about the ending than you probably realise
can v/s finally go to Paris? for the love of GOD? pLEASE?
no
hector + v? powerful. will there be more of them in the future?
agreed & yes. hector and v have their own arc to go on. it’s actually one of my favourites in this story. I don’t want to say more than that right now because I have plans for their dynamic so no spoilers. :)
please stop bullying john. give us some j/v content please?
i, for one, adore john. it’s team S that’s bullying him lol. but wait till parabellum. i’ve always referred to that portion of the story as the second coming of j/v.
does lucien actually have a thing for v or is it a creepy obsession?
it’s both.
I ship v with everyone :/ is that bad?
the sky is the limit. ship all the things proudly (but seriously, no, it isn’t. I ship all the ships, too, and that’s the fun of it)
v/elder tho? 👀
🔫🤡
j/v or s/v? be honest.
you fool,,,, you buffoon. ot3 j/v/s is where it’s really at. imagine their POWER.
ORIGINAL SQUAD:
what do the Elites/Lovers look like/how old are they?
please refer to this
will there be more step??
of course. he’s my baby. :)
will we see more of camorra/learn more about the elite’s and their backstories?
while I would love to take the time and flesh them all out with full backstories, only hector will be getting his backstory explored in the main canon because plot.
does lucien care for mika anymore or has he replaced her with v?
lucien is a messy hoe. mika is his subject of “affection” but v is his foil and equal. he recognises the same hurt in her that he has gone through himself so it’s more of a fixation. with time, lucien would likely destroy v so no bueno.
I ship our OCs.
I do, too.
can we write about your OCs/V?
so you would have to come to me and discuss this more in private but I’m fine with this sort of thing usually. in fact, a prequel hector story already exists so you’re likely good but please contact me first.
AUs:
when/how often do you update the vampire!au?
whenever I have time/inspo. mainly time. so this means you can get it daily or not get it for several weeks because COA is priority. I keep you all updated on when I have something cooking tho.
what is the actual pairing for vamp!au?
undecided as of yet. i’m leaning more towards ot3 right now but we shall see.
how often do you update flowing in me?
same as the above. whenever I have the time but I will keep you updated.
how many parts will flowing in me be?
I have 5 parts(ish) planned.
do you have a tag list for flowing in me?
I will. please leave a comment on the story if you want to be tagged in future parts!
will flowing in me feature other characters (john, winston etc.)?
this story is mainly camorra-centric but I do plan for John to appear at some point.
how did you come up with your lore in vamp!au?
to be completely honest....I just wrote a bunch of stuff down and used what stuck. mostly the ideas were pulled out of thin air while still trying to keep within the spirit of the canon material (the high priest, the holy church, the twelve priests, john being the boogeyman etc). camorra as the natural enemy seemed fitting and santino as a vampire prince even more so.
can we send you new au ideas/expand on old ones (manager!V etc)?
yes, always. I always try my hardest to reply but ofc I can’t promise I’ll be able to use them all but thank you in advance.
OC!V:
who is the face claim for OC!V?
weronika spyrka
what is her real name?
clara
how old is she at the beginning of the story and now?
23 beginning of chapter 1, 30 beginning of chapter 4 (current timeline)
will/would you ever write an original story about her?
I have considered creating something original out of COA itself or one of its sister series/concepts (like FIM). since I really started working on COA during last year’s NaNo, that might be the time I create something original this year.
TIPS & ADVICE:
how do you write so much, so quickly?
I don’t think that word count is really reflective of the quality work itself. I don’t think you should worry how much you write, either. 100 words can be just as valuable as 1k. most of them time I have a deadline breathing down my neck and I do work well under pressure so that inspires me to force the chapters out. I also do very long days because despite what it might look like I’m not a fast writer.
how can I improve my writing?
read and practice. I know it’s dumb and overused advice but it’s how I learned english and found my style (still a mess and WIP) but still this advice does help.
how do you keep motivated?
spite, your support, genuine adoration for these characters/word, a lot of spite.
do you plan? outline?
I have a vague story outline with specific scenes in mind as I go along (helps to set up foreshadowing, twists, and those ‘full circle’ moments). I also plan each chapter scene by scene and know what each chapter is meant to accomplish. So yeah in a sense.
#i will add more in the future if it comes to mind#with this future parts coming up i imagine more questions will repeat lol#faq post#fic: children of ares
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Hello hello!!
So an update!! I know this probably pointless lol considering how often I’d be like oh yeah I’m coming back!! and then I don’t or I do but very briefly. But I’ve been thinking on how exactly I want to approach this since I have been away longer than I wanted to and have left quite a few people on read..
I think I’m at a point where I’m just permanently socially exhausted. Well not permanently as in forever, but just until I can really get a lot of personal stuff worked on. And well.. my social exhaustion is the biggest reason why I tend to avoid this site now despite really and I mean REALLY wanting to be active. In fact, I still pop on to like posts every now and then. I’ve got stuff dated back from August that I really need to reblog!!! So I think what I want to try to do is make it clear that I’m just not available much anymore for talking. And try to keep it on the low. Due to that toxic friendship I had, its left me to the point that even just simply seeing the fact that I got a message can stress me out. I know its not that person anymore since we no longer have contact with each other, but the memories of it, the experience of it all, rushes back to me. And then I feel guilty if I’m active but not responding (since lots of times I’ve noticed, I get spammed with messages if I’m active by a bunch of people and then I get drained like immediately and then I avoid the site and then the guilt builds back up... ah!). So again, I think I’m gonna have to put up some boundaries in regards to talking to people because my social exhaustion sucks in so many ways lol even more so with how crazy these last few months has been for me on a personal level :(
But as for being active. If I find myself disappearing but saving up likes to reblog, I’m gonna try not to spam so badly (if its a big build up anyways). I think either tonight or just sometime this week, I’m gonna go and finally reblog some of the older posts in my likes and then wait a few days or something before I do it again. Once I’m caught up, I’ll try to return to normal activity or something idk
Also for my art.. I’ve been feeling better about it but I haven’t really gotten anywhere in the improvement department yet. I might start drawing again since lately, I’ve been dying to do something (tho I’ve gotta be careful now ‘cause I’ve got carpal tunnel lol) but I think for the time being, I’ll be deleting my art blog. With how little I’ll be posting, I just don’t see a point in having one (plus right now that blog has embarrassing ranting posts so since I’m still paranoid about a glitch that would delete all my blogs if I delete one, I’m gonna wait until tomorrow or later this week to delete it lol). If I do post art, it’ll just be on here or my cartoon blog or something idk. But yeah an update. I still love this site and I miss it immensely and twitter is just a cesspool where its hard to find good people or even content of some series. So I’m trying to make a comeback!!
(also I’ll be posting a more summarized version of this post on my cartoon blog since I know I have different followers there. so if you already read this, you can ignore the post there to lol)
#molly talks#I HAVE SO MUCH STUFF I'VE BEEN DYING TO REBLOG TO AAHH#also yeah oof#there's been.. a lot going on#and its worsen my social exhaustion#i'm just always tired#it sucks#but i think getting back onto a site that brings me happiness could help#and maybe i can move past some of my trauma that i relate to this site to
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i know i have become a shit post queen but this site is a good place to just dump thoughts when i’m too lazy to actually write them down so don’t mind me. also i’m “ok enough”. like i’m not ok-ok but i’m not like badly not ok.
ok? anyway.
so idk what it is. being raised by emotionally distant parents esp my mom or the depression thats probably also related to that but man i just feel so empty for such long periods of time. empty, or maybe detached is a better word. and just really really restless. and also that when i have good emotions, i dont feel them all that much. idk. sometimes i feel like i’m on the outside looking in on my life. i have a lot of feelings but then at the same time i dont. maybe because i repress a lot then it all builds up and explodes. idk. its awful though.
i also feel like i have two very distinct sides to me. half of me is like fuck this shit i just want to self destruct but i wont because i’m too responsible to do that and the other half is like wow life is so interesting i am a spirit not a body and i want to be an enlightened being. neither of those sides of me is less me than the other. neither is a farce or anything but its fucking hard for those two sides of me to coexist. the only middle ground, which is probably like 1/3 of the time how i feel, is blah. neutral to absolutely everything.
and i think ive talked about this before but before the whole corona/quarantine thing i was at this extreme level of DONE with feeling isolated in my life, esp as a sahm. done with falling into the trap of believing being a mom was my whole identity (and its definitely a part of it, of course. but i think its unhealthy for moms to think its all we are) like i totally lost myself for a while. my daughters birth being traumatic and her having potential life long complications (and ‘potential’ meaning, her diagnosis is so complicated. theres never going to be a time where we get a real “all clear”. some kids have developed seizures again way down the road, especially at certain ages where kids go through a lot of development.) and then ofc just raising a child with all of that going on, plus normal toddler craziness, plus having a kid who is super hyper and smart and amazing but parenting after having a difficult relationship with your own mother is one of those things that is really hard and not talked about enough. i never feel like im doing enough. i never feel like she likes me.i know thats so stupid but i really am that insecure about my parenting, no matter how hard i try. i just want my child to love me and sometimes toddlers do things that make you feel like crap (ex ‘i dont want u mom i want daddy!’ and i can rationalize it, dad’s the exclusive parent. i’m just here all the time like the furniture. i get it.) and its just a big complicated thing with my emotions. not what i was trying to say tho i got off track.
anyway the isolation thing. so i had a plan. a plan!!! i have this one awesome long time friend, honestly my only friend outside of my husband who knows me like the good bad and ugly, has known me for a very long time, and has been there for me through some really tough shit. he’s like the brother i never had, truly. (i have a biological brother but we dont really talk.) so i talked to him about things i was going through and he’s also been going through a challenging time in his life and he told me he’d help me get out there. we were going to force me to learn to socialize and make friends in “real life” by putting me in those situations. we were going to go to some poetry club. a show downtown. like i was ready. then corona happened. and my already crawling out of my skin isolation got worse because hey we cant do anything now, not even see my one friend.
so yeah. i was fine in the beginning of all this because i figured, hey by may itll be over! then hey by june! then maybe 4th of july. which has become, my daughter is so excited about her birthday party in august and i dont even know if i can throw her one and i dont know how to deal with this or explain it to her.
i know this is major first world problems and im all over the place and i document this dumb shit because i hope one day i’ll be so far past it and be able to look back and think well wow i made it through 2020 but yeah idk
i think part of it is i’m turning 27 in two weeks and my saturn return thing is just getting so close and i’m starting to see the beginning of shit in my life crumbling underneath me. like i know what i gotta do. i have to put myself out there. i have to get out of my safety zone. and i have to use my gifts to help others not just sit here drowning in my self pity but obviously its hard to challenge yourself and put yourself out there, literally, during a pandemic.
and the last point which is just something that boggles my mind about myself that i dont understand. like i’m definitely depressed. i have very bad anxiety too. and even though i can be extremely self pitying and go into like a black hole of sadness, i still dont let myself do bad things. which is good, obviously. but its iike i’ve been recovered from self injury for probably about ten years but some days i am so deep in my shitty feelings or empty feelings that i just want to do it again but i cant. theres something in me that wont let me. and i guess im glad for that, obviously. i guess my life/universe/guardian angel is trying to force me to face shit for real and not just have shitty coping mechanisms but idk. like it was a bad outlet but idk. sometimes, just sometimes, i feel like it did more for me than just writing things out. which is bullshit because it did nothing for me except give me a bunch little permanent reminders of shitty times. but idk. that’s my brain for you. sometimes i want to just let it all go and be a mess in my feelings and not care if i’m ok but then my brain is like nope bitch you cant do that. youre not 17 anymore, get up.
and i know some people would read this (well no - no one would read all this lmao but in a theoretical sense) and think like, oh did you try therapy or oh maybe try meds and the thing is
therapy - i tried it. i liked the idea of it. bad fit with the therapist tho. didnt like being kicked out after 45 min (which i understand but bitch i need more than that to explain one problem) and it felt weird to be told by her, that she felt like i had a good handle on things. cause i dont really feel that way and i feel like she didnt have much to tell me in terms of how to idk fix myself besides journaling, which i’ll give her. it helps
meds: i i dont really want to go that route yet because my body is really sensitive to medication. like i dont even take bc or anything like that. however i think ive decided that since its super legal and obtainable i might try pot once we are able to move into our own place. so if anyone did actually read this far and have experience with that (esp w anxiety) please enlighten me. i had some samples of some cbd stuff and it was amazing for my anxiety but it’s way too expensive for me to use consistently.
this has been a very long shit post but i feel better so theres that.
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oh my god. Ok so I just scrolled through your blog and my heart hurts because there is so much love and just so much stuff I can relate too and I just ahhh damnnn it I cant even but like can I please have the story of your relationship with this girl your with? please? i'm a hopeless romantic I feel too much I love so hard my own love life is complicated but i know the kind of love you talk about thats exactly how i love the love of my life too so yours is a story I need to hear
ok so. it all started on April 31st, 2018. i reblogged one of those ask games and she sent me an emoji that said “i’m too scared to talk to you but i think you’re great” and i was like do it!!! and she did!!!! she texted me after i had already gone to sleep tho, so i only answered the next day. but then we talked all day. and the next. and the next. and we never ran out of things to talk about and even only knowing her for a few days i already felt comfortable enough with her to talk about anything?? it was wild. since day 1 we’ve had this connection that i’ve never had with anyone else and its my favorite thing in the world. after like a week we already had a bunch of inside jokes, something that i’d never had before, and i was already crushing on her. ok so we became very close friends like immediately, and i mostly ignored my crush on her bc i thought she didn’t like me back and usually i’d get meaningless crushes on everyone at first before i met her. but then this other girl and i started flirting and i realized i didnt like her bc i liked c too much, so i broke things off and kinda went like “oh shit this is real” and decided that i’d just stay friends with c until i eventually couldnt take it anymore and had to tell her abt my feelings bc thats how i am. anyways ok cool meanwhile i made her watch the good place on rabb.it with me which will be relevant later.
ok so fast forward to may 21st or something around that time. its time to sleep bc i have school the next day so we say goodnight, but then i guess she says something or reblogs something and i get sad bc i realize she doesnt like me back. so i make some hashtag sad posts abt yearning and then i realize i told her i was going to sleep and i didnt want her to think i didnt want to talk to her so i text her again and say like “ok i was going to go to sleep but then i got sad abt my crush” and SHE GOES “you have a crush????????” and im there like. what in the hell bc not only did i not try to hide it At All, i constantly posted about it and had an entire tag about her and i thought it was pretty obvious. so anyways i go “yes?? i thoought you knew that?? im literally always posting about it??” and she asks me to talk abt the crush and who it is. i say “just stalk the tag if u want, im going to sleep” then shes like “nO WAIT WHO IS IT” and im like. blatantly ignoring that and my heart is already beating out of my chest but she Really wants to know and then at one point i say “please dont make me answer that” so shE SAYS “you’re making me think that its me” and i say “i dont know what you want me to say” and SHE GOES “I WANT YOU TO SAY THAT ITS ME BC I HAVE A HUGE CRUSH ON YOU” so i just. die. right then and there. also yknow we talk about it and its like after 1 am and im just happier than i’ve ever been. ok so 2 days later she asks me out Officially and its great and shes the cutest gf ever and she made me feel more wanted than i’d ever felt in my entire life. then 6 days later she sends me a big big big text on tumblr and long story short (bc it was kinda personal), she would be deleting her all social media for the summer.
so she was gone. and we had only dated for a week at this point, but we’d known each other for 2 months, and i already loved her. i already knew she was the love of my life. i didnt even try to move on, i’d tell people i didnt wanna move on cuz i knew i was meant to love her. i had another blog like this that i used to talk about how much i loved and missed her (so like. exactly like this). i literally reasoned with myself that like. that happened because before i met her i was in a really bad place after a terrible relationship and i was almost giving up on finding someone who actually made me feel loved bc i thought it would never happened, so i was like “ok so i was in a really bad place, so the universe brought my soulmate a little early just for a while so that i would know i had to hold on, and when its actually time for us to be together, it will bring us to each other once again” like i actually told myself that, in those words. and yknow what? i wasnt even wrong. on july 15th she texted me from an empty tumblr with her old url and at first i literally couldnt believe it but we talked for hours and hours and i asked her what happened bc i thought she was disconnecting for the summer and she said “i was. i am. i just couldnt not talk to you anymore” and she said that she thought about me every single day, and i told her i missed her and she said she didnt text sooner bc she thought i’d be angry at her and ofc i wouldnt, i could never be angry at her and besides, she was just taking care of herself and i said i dont think i could be anything less than head over heels for for, and she said she felt the same way, but wasnt ready to be more than friends yet. but that had always been more than enough for me. just having her in my life would always be more than enough for me. so we stayed friends.
then, on august 9th i got this ask.
and she saw it after i said i was gonna go to bed (bc again, i had school the next day) and she texted me a whole thing about how that was the nicest thing anyone had ever said about her and that i should be asleep but she had to get it out of her chest and that her anxiety made it hard for her to show how much i meant to her so she was sorry if i didnt know and this would probably make no sense but she was tired of keeping it to herself bc shes the luckiest person alive for having met me and that it was gonna be so hard because shes so difficult (shes not) and her anxiety is difficult but that she literally spent every night thinking about me and of buying plane tickets to come see me so that she could be with me. then she was like “im sorry if this is uncomfortable to you and you can just ignore it but i think im in love with you and this is over text and not romantic at all (it was the most romantic night of my life) but you’re asleep (i wasnt) and we arent together but i want to be one day” and until this i was Trying to fall asleep and then i checked my phone that kept RINGING and died a thousand times over and started to answer and she sent other texts saying “i’ve never felt this way about anyone before i’m so in love with you its fucking ridiculous and this is gonna be so complicated but fuck i want this so bad / i’m sorry it took me so long / would you move to new york with me?” and i was This Close to literally fucking exploding like. how the hell was this happening how was it not a DREAM. so we talked and i obviously said i loved her too and eventually she asked me out and thats still probably the best night of my life. other highlights: “i’ve loved you way before august 9th so jot that down” and “off topic but i love you / you’re honestly my other half” and, after i said “you cant make me laugh its 2am”, she answered “i’m going to make you laugh for the rest of your life so help me god” and thats my favorite thing anyone has ever said to me probably and so far she’s kept her word.
anyways we got back together and then she told me that she never even told her friends she broke up with me??? bc that way she could keep pretending we were still together???? literally like sjdksndk imagine being this loved. i dont have to. anyways she wrote poems abt me sometimes and her christmas gift for me was gonna be a book with all her poems and she called it “what we owe to each other” because of the good place (remember how i said it’d be relevant later? its later) bc like she said that when we were watching tgp together on rabb.it thats when she realized that she Really Truly liked me like For Real. and the inscription on the book was going to be “to the girl i love / and what i owe her” and. yall. i cry. anyways one of the poems had a huge impact on us. heres the story:
and she got them but we broke up before she got to mail them to me. what happened was she had some mental health problems and she said she couldnt give me what i needed at the time but knew i’d still give her my all bc thats just how i am and she thought it wouldnt be fair so she broke things off to work on her mental health. she said she would need some time before we could be friends. the last thing we said was that we loved each other. this was in like november 2018, and we didnt talk for months. i actually tried to move on this time after a while, but it didnt take. and then i gave up for good. havent tried since. but anyways, then, on march 11th, 2019, i had my first day of college back in my home country, and we have this “pranks”/games that seniors get to do to the freshmen, and one of them required eggs, and they asked us to paint them, so i panted mine as iron man bc it was easy, but c LOVES iron man. like. LOVES. like in a Whole New Level of loving. once when we were dating she said she loved me more than tony stark and i was like. shook. like she tattooed “T.S” on her ankle after him. u get the point. she loves him very much, its adorable and endearing and i love it. anyways. so i sent her a picture of it saying like “you dont have to answer this but i made this for my university and i thought you would like it” and she answered and IMMEDIATELY something clicked and we talked and talked and talked and it was never weird or awkward or uncomfortable. it never is with her. its incredible, i cant explain it. i Know shes my soulmate like thats the ONLY possible explanation for this kind of connection. its unreal. anyways. we became friends again! all was well.
then one beautiful night she drunk texts me sndjkajs she sends me so many texts and says it sucks that we live so far away and that she saw my posts (in this particular case, one that said something about like. when she talked about love now, was it about someone else?) and she said that it wasnt. and then she went to sleep and i only saw the texts when i woke up and i was DYING bc we had a 4 hour difference and it’d take a while for her to wake up. when she did, we talked and she said she wasnt over me and was scared she might never be, and even though we were still gonna stay friends, it was nice to know that she still loved me. ok so fast forward a bit more and i was starting to wonder if she’d moved on again, when she finds out her best friend had a crush on her, and that conversation ends up with her saying “it was 100% platonic for me / sorry if thats weird i just wanted you to know that” and it was NOT weird it was GREAT NEWS bc i was Hella jealous of her best friend and at first i wondered if they were dating and anyways the fact that she wanted me to know that was a pretty good hint that she still had feelings for me. ngl im still somewhat jealous of h (c’s best friend), but thats just bc im an insecure lil bitch and also bc they get to go out and do stuff together that i cant do with c bc of the distance, yknow? but anyways. then she went on a graduation trip in mid to the end of june and she bought me a magnet. just. out of nowhere. i cannot stress enough how Incredibly unexpected this was. so much so that i actually convinced myself that it meant she was over me????? literally. what the fuck. anyways we named him together and coincidentally (or bc of soulmate powers. who knows) we both had the same favorite names. i still love that.
okay so then we go to july 29th, 2019. first of all theres one of my favorite interactions Ever which was like after i was venting about something and i was thanking her and i said “you’re always here for me” to which she answered “nowhere else i’d rather be” and i still think thats peak romance and i will take no criticism on this. anyways so then she sent me a poem that she wrote based on a song i’d sent her (the song i called “heaven is a place” and its the BIGGEST mood for being in love and i sent it to her bc it was how i felt about her so her writing a poem about it?? literally the best thing ever. love it) anyways it was a beautiful poem and i cried and got very emotional and kinda went too far in my compliments (aka being very obvious about my romantic feelings) and then i was like oh no sorry if i made u uncomfortable and she was like. “you have NEVER. EVER EVER EVER EVER made me uncomfortable” “you’re the only person on planet earth i am comfortably myself around” and “there’s nothing you could ever say that i wouldn’t wanna hear” and anyways it was just very good and romantic conversation even tho we were just cough cough platonic hashtag gal pals hashtag no homo ✌️ and then she was like ok wait. i need to talk to u abt something. and in short she said she was waiting for us and i was like well what are you waiting for exactly? and she was like idk?? for us to accidentally bump into each other in new york in a few years?? WHICH WAS LITERALLY WHAT I’D DAYDREAM ABOUT BACK IN JUNE 2018 BEFORE SHE CAME BACK OKAY so anyways we had a Great conversation and said i love you about a thousand times each and she decided she was gonna buy tickets to come see me. and then she dID like TWO DAYS LATER. lichrally. queen of impulsivity but in the best way possible.
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ok quick edit here cuz i forgot to say that when i found out she was coming i asked for my mom’s help to make a necklace pendant for her from scratch. my mom works with prosthetics so she has the material to make jewelry and back when c and i were dating in 2018 i had made this lil design for a necklace that had the moon and the ocean (bc duh) and i was gonna give it to her for valentines day in 2019 but we broke up before that so i didnt get the chance, but when i found out i was meeting her i knew i had to. so i made the necklace in wax, like this:
and my mom took it to her work and heated it up to melt it and keep the shape of it to fill with silver, and this was the result:
i gave it to her when she got here and she wore it while she was here and it made me so happy. ok edit over
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ok so we kept being like couple-y but not officially in a relationship bc we didnt want to make her anxiety worse. also at one point she was like “so about the ‘i love you more than the moon/ocean’ thing, since we BOTH love BOTH of the moon AND the ocean, i think its only Fair if we update our love declarations to ‘i love you more than the mocean’ bc its mix of both but thats not a word, buT its pronounced exactly like ‘motion’. therefore we should both start saying ‘i love you more than the motion’”. so now we have both the wonderful, romantic, original version, and the NOT ROMANTIC AT ALL DO U HEAR ME C??? version :) and after this day she always started with the WORST!!!!!! version, and i always started with the Only Valid Version, but we’d still answer each other’s ofc because. well. thats love i gues?? it sorta goes like this though: her: i love you more than the motion / me: i hate u / me: i literally hate u so much / me: i Also love you more than the motion
but anyways she was coming to visit me but the plane ticket wasnt for my home country it was for where i was going to university at (a new university, i was starting over) and when i first got here on this campus, i didnt have a working phone number for this country, and i wouldnt be able to access the wifi for 3 days, so i had no way of talking to her. it was TERRIBLE and i missed her more than anything in my LIFE but when i got wifi (after CRYING to the people here bc theyre the most unorganized uni ever and i was already very overwhelmed and stressed) i immediately called her and she’d sent me over 100 text messages dkfjssjks it was amazing, there were two (2) videos of her singing (which is like. objectively the best thing in the world, and the song was rlly romantic and i love it sm when she showed it to me for the first time she said it made her think abt me), a poem, AND a HUGE text with “i love you” written like. a THOUSAND TIMES. seriously i have a gif of it opening and scrolling bc it was so long that the text wouldnt show up directly on the chat screen and u have to click on it to see the rest. i’d never felt more loved in my entire life by anyone ever. anyways so then it came the day for her to get here and i had to wake up at 5 am to go get her at the airport and the uber was like $40 but who CARES it was the best day of my LIFE and i got there 20 minutes earlier bUT GUESS WHAT SO DID SHE (hashtag just soulmate things) then we facetimed the entire time while she was walking through the airport and getting her luggage and then she hung up to walk to the door where i was and we hugged for like 5 minutes and we were totally in people’s way and also almost fell but it was the best thing in the world and i never should’ve let her go. but, we had to go home, so i did. and we spent 4 days together and im not gonna go into details bc this is already too long but u can always send me another ask about her visit if ur not a coward. also i bought her a hoodie from my uni and whenever she wears it i just. die. in short, those days were the happiest i’ve ever been. this campus res had never felt like home before that friday and it hasnt again since that monday, but i swear to god, during those 4 days, this was the only place i could possibly belong.
anyways then she left and i cried for the entire uber ride home and then i cried all day. lmao. also when she was here she gave me the poetry book, the magnet, and the bracelet. still wear the bracelet every single day and i love it more than anything. but then personal stuff happened and we kinda stopped being couple-y again and we’re just friends now but before new years i asked her if she still loved me and she said yes and she said she’d tell me if it changed so ✌️✌️ im assuming it hasnt. even tho my brain is a bitch and everyday its like. today. today is the day. this is when its gonna happen. buT yknow we’ve spent months before without even talking to each other and we got through that still in love, so i mostly ignore it. and tbh i know that actually like, even if we grow apart now (god forbid, but still) we’ll find our way back to each other eventually. like, i’ve said this before and i’ll say it again: nothing, not even the universe itself, can convince me that shes not my soulmate. and even if it turns out i’m not hers, loving her is still the greatest honor i can think of.
another edit: also i started drawing recently and the first person i’ve ever finished drawing was her and also (surprise surprise @c since you’re already seeing all my feelings anyway) bc of my second drawing i almost missed the deadline for one of my midterms (which was a take-home test) bc instead of writing it i spent the entire day before the deadline finishing the drawing which was a secret valentines day gift (secret as in she didnt know it was supposed to be a gift, she thought it was just a drawing inspired by a quote that she loves) and i finished at 2 am but shes 3 hours behind so for her it was still 11 pm which MEANS it was still valentines day so it still counts, i win, lesbian rights!
#mine#l#answered#dont rb#i dont think anyone will but this is personal and i dont want to risk it getting out#i wanna have this bc i love telling people this story and next time someone asks i’ll just send them this post
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[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day Two Hundred Seventy-Three: A Screeching Halt ]
[ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata ]
[ SasuHina, blood, serious injury ]
[ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ]
[ AO3 Link ]
“All right, I’ll see you after class, then.”
“Okay! So, are we still going to have our take-out and movie Friday, or…?”
Sasuke chuckles, bringing his wife forward with an arm around her waist, planting a kiss against her temple. “Of course. I even delayed a quiz so I’d have less to grade this weekend.”
“Oh, scandalous, putting aside your work!” Hinata can’t help but tease, going a light shade of pink at the gesture.
“Hey, you teach first graders, you don’t have to deal with teenagers and their boatloads of homework like I do. If I want to give myself a break, I’ll do it. We’re not about to fall that far behind on the curriculum. We’ve had this planned for two weeks, now. A few days’ break from an algebra quiz won’t kill anyone.”
“All right, all right...well, I better get going. I’ve got a mini field trip to prepare for.”
“Heading to the park for the day?”
“Mhm. The high school band is hosting a concert and the elementary classes all get to go watch.”
“You’ll have to tell me how it goes.”
“I will. See you later, hun.”
“Bye.” Dropping Hinata off in front of their small town’s elementary school, Sasuke watches her reach the door before heading off further down the street to the high school. While his wife is a first grade teacher, he himself hosts algebra classes, typically for freshmen, but a few older students tend to get sprinkled in. True to his word, he’s skipping their quiz that was scheduled so he can, instead, have a guilt-free night without anything to grade to finally get a little peace and quiet with his wife. With the school year newly begun, they’ve both been up to their ears with work since the tail end of August. Any chance they get for a break is more than welcome.
Parking in the staff lot, Sasuke fetches his supplies from the back seat before making his way into the building...which means navigating a sea of teenagers. Easing his way through, he occasionally gives a greeting, nodding to students he knows. At one point he gently taps a teen’s head, giving him a scolding look at having found him lip-locked with his girlfriend.
“Try to keep PDA to a minimum, please,” Sasuke chides with a sigh.
The pair just pout, making no promises either way as they sulk. Sasuke just snorts. He knows well how it was being a teenager in love...at least, a bit. He and Hinata didn’t really get together until their senior year, carrying on into college when they both went into the same basic major of education, just with different focuses. While Hinata loves small children and early education, Sasuke prefers math and people a little more...grown up.
...not that all teenagers are mature, by any means.
Making his way into his classroom, he starts sorting through his things: reviewing today’s lesson plan, making sure he has graded homework to pass back, taking out today’s roll call sheet...and sending Hinata a quick text.
Did you pick a movie, by the way?
As he awaits her reply, he glances up as a few early bird students file in before the bell, eyes then lowering back to their textbook. His first period class has actually turned out to be one of his most productive, averaging a bit higher grades than the other slots he has through the day.
His mobile then buzzes.
Hm, not yet...we’ll have to browse Netflix and see what’s what. Should we watch an old favorite, or try something new?
He mulls that over.
Personally, if this is a relaxing kind of night, I’d prefer something we know so we don’t have to pay TOO close of attention...I might just doze off.
After a pause she responds, and he can almost hear her laugh.
All right, oldie but goodie it is! But next time I want to see that new drama...can’t remember the name but you can’t put it off forever :P
Sasuke can’t help a snort. Oh, yes he can.
But by then the warning bell rings, so he puts the phone on silent and gets ready to address his gaggle of teens. What with it being Friday, he doesn’t have the highest expectations for attention spans, but...hopefully they can get through his lesson, and then they’ll have all weekend to study. Or...in most cases, probably just cram a bit Sunday night.
He knows their ways.
“All right class,” he calls as the final bell rings, every desk occupied. “I’ll take roll call, and then we’ll jump right into things. I know you’re all eager to get through to the weekend, so...let’s just get today’s lesson over with, shall we?”
With everyone in attendance, he dives right into their current chapter section, explaining and giving examples on the white board. A few students have questions toward the end, but otherwise it seems to be smooth sailing.
So, when the bell rings, he announces the upcoming quiz as they take their leave. “Be ready on Monday! No homework for today, so go enjoy your weekend outside studying, all right?”
Second period he has free, finishing up a few stray assignments for an afternoon class he has yet to finish grading. When third period rolls around, he finds several students missing.
“They’re at the park for the concert,” one girl explains, and Sasuke nods in understanding.
“Right, the one for the little kids, gotcha. All right, well let’s get started, and -”
Before he can go on, the door slams open, and the entire class (including him) give a jolt. Beyond it is the gym teacher, looking harried and out of breath.
“Sasuke, I’m sorry but - your wife, she -”
Dread immediately weighs in his gut like a stone. “...what happened?”
“There was a-a car, and -” He swallows. “She was leading her class across the road to the park. They aren’t sure if the driver was drunk or not, but Hinata was struck, and -”
Sasuke’s face slackens, quickly draining of color. “...I...I have to -?”
“I’m free this period, I’ll watch your kids - get going!”
Nodding jerkily, Sasuke wastes no time in rushing past him through the door, sprinting down the hall to the door nearest the elementary school as frantic voices fill his classroom.
Please, please no...please no!
Shoving the door open, he doesn’t slow down, running flat out the entire way to the school and the park across the road. Already there’s sirens cutting through the air as the local ambulance makes its way to the scene. Elementary school students are gathered in the park, many crying as confusion and panic spread through the classes like a wildfire.
On the sidewalk, several teachers are gathered around, frantic and gesturing. One looks up, and he recognizes the elementary nurse. “Oh Sasuke, good you’re here - she’s pretty badly hurt, but she’s going to be okay. I think she’s got a few broken ribs and a broken arm, but her head and spine appear to be fine. We’re not moving her just in case, until the EMTs get here.”
Let through as the other adults part, Sasuke feels his heart stop in his chest. Hinata lays on the sidewalk, a bit of blood smeared across her chin. Her breath is short and gasping, an arm wrapped around her middle with a grimace of pain. The other lies weakly along her side.
“Oh shit...Hinata…” Carefully kneeling, he gently lays a hand on her shoulder. “Honey, I’m here…”
“Sasuke…? Oh, thank God...I-I’m all right, just...just a little banged up.”
“Shh, don’t talk - save your energy, and don’t make it any worse for those ribs.” He smooths at her bangs, expression gaunt with worry and apprehension. A glance up, and he asks, “What happened?”
“Hinata was leading her kids across the street when a car just...swerved around the corner,” a man replies, tone hushed. “It was all over the road, and going far above the speed limit. Hinata managed to corral the kids and get them out of the way just in time, but she was hit instead. The car tried to stop, the tires screeched something awful, but...it was still moving at a good clip when it hit her. She saved those kids...no telling the damage someone that small would have had. She kept them from panicking and scattering all over the road...”
“And the driver?”
The other teacher nods, and Sasuke looks up. Only then does he see the car smashed into a tree, a small swarm of police cars surrounding it.
“Seems they were in some kind of high speed chase. What possessed them to go through a school zone is beyond me…”
Siren blaring, the ambulance finally pulls up, EMTs rushing to evaluate the situation. Once they have her checked out, a stretcher is fetched, Hinata lifted onto it and loaded into the back.
“Sir, are you her husband?”
“Yes, I am. Can I go with you?”
“Of course.”
Turning back, a teacher lifts a hand in understanding before Sasuke can speak. “We’ll get word to the high school. I’m sure they’ll understand.”
“Thank you…” Climbing in beside his wife, Sasuke takes her hand, face still drawn.
“I’m all right, Sasuke...it could be w-worse.”
“I know, but that doesn’t make it any better. You got hit by a car…!”
“A few weeks, and I’ll be right as rain,” she assures him, smiling tiredly. “But...I guess this m-means we’ll miss our movie night...huh?”
“...I’m sure we can reschedule. For now...you’re my priority.”
Lacking any more words, Hinata just blinks slowly at him as the doors are closed and they pull away.
.oOo.
Oh man, I hate writing a hurt Hinata ;o; But this was the first thing that came to mind upon reading the prompt. She'll be okay, just needs some recup time...and she was a hero saving those kidlings! Poor Sasuke's very shook up, tho...
Anyway, not...much else to say? I'm v tired and tomorrow's gonna be a long one, so I better get some sleep~ Thanks for reading!
#sasuhina#uchiha sasuke#hyūga hinata#blood //#serious injury //#best years of your life [ au ]#365daysofsasuhina
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THIS WILL END IN TEARS [2 / 4]
All right, so this is the start of a series of self paras that all tie into each other. They’re not being posted in chronological order, so make sure to take note of the dates they happened. The information in this self para will spread through the Organization quickly. Enjoy being able to react to it, and be a little bit smug to Johnathan.
Date: August 6th, 2019.
Warnings: Typical mob fare. It’s really long tho, so apologies.
“I’m going to level with you, I was looking to make this a bit more dramatic…”
The piece of shit hunched over in front of him didn’t respond.
“It’s not that I don’t care enough about you to put the effort in. It just turns out we picked the one sprawling estate without a fucking basement. Can you believe it?”
As the Frenchman took an exaggerated drag on his cigarette, he glanced around the room for a minute. It really was a world away from the basement he’d been forced to endure; decked out from floor to ceiling in palatial gold that could’ve only been by request of Aurélie. This prick must have thought himself so lucky to have ended up here. It didn’t matter to Laurent, though. Whilst this place mightn’t have had the same looming reputation the Russian torture chamber did, the former Commandant was more than content to make up for its shortcomings with his own hands.
When the man he addressed still didn’t respond, he could feel himself losing patience.
It was no fun if they didn’t play along.
“Come on, now. Did nobody ever tell you it’s rude to ignore your host?” Laurent asked, finally resorting to kicking at the leg of his captive’s chair as he blew smoke in his direction. “If you’re pretending to be unconscious so you don’t have to talk to me, I’m going to be offended.”
“You French cunts really do love the sound of your own voices, don’t you?”
As the man sighed, he appeared to deflate along with it.
“That’s more like it,” Laurent greeted, loudly enough that it visibly startled the Brit. As the Frenchman clapped his hands together in mock jubilation, the man finally looked up at his tormentor through his swollen eyes with a glare so evil, if looks could kill, Laurent would’ve been dead on the floor in a heartbeat. “I personally love the sound of my own voice, but don’t you go stereotyping us all, now. That’s racist.”
“What the fuck do you want, Laurent?”
It seemed an odd question to ask, under the circumstances. Did he even want to know?
“I just want a nice, friendly, productive conversation. How does that sound?”
Plucking this man off the streets had taken more planning than he cared to admit, but the boss had been adamant that this time, the biggest thorn in their side would pay the price for his sins. What happened with Théo had hit them all hard; they were, after all, an organization so used to absolute power that to be limited in this new city was a difficult situation for them to stomach. Whilst they hadn’t been able to intervene when it came to influencing the Met Police, however, they still had just enough eyes inside to know that a certain somebody had paid Théo a visit.
Laurent was sure that he hadn’t seen fire like that in her eyes since Versailles.
It was no secret that Westminster’s Commandant and Aurélie were close. Laurent reasoned that it was the only reason he’d gotten as far as he had in the first place. But for this to be the reason she finally snapped? For Johnathan’s unannounced visit whilst her friend was unattended to be the thing that pushed her over the edge? Unless there was something she wasn’t sharing—and as his short time as head of London, he’d already learned it was better not to ask—he was baffled by the escalation.
That didn’t mean they weren’t all happy to be finally making some moves, however.
Aurélie had been vague but absolute in her orders: Johnathan Parsons was to be reminded that despite what his ego might’ve told him, his actions did have consequences.
Johnathan Parsons was to suffer for all the times he had not suffered before.
The easiest way to get to the brute of a man would’ve been his child, and anybody who’d said the thought hadn’t immediately crossed their mind was a liar. No, they weren’t the Russians, and they tried to keep family off limits as best they could, but this was Parsons. Extreme measures were necessary. Of course, given that she was just about to bring a third into the world, and despite the fact she didn’t doubt they would stoop as low when it came to her, Aurélie had vehemently prohibited any violence against his daughter.
It’d taken slightly more grovelling on his part to spare Jessica Reyes what would’ve no doubt been a painful end. Aurélie hadn’t seemed pleased about that—she’d followed it up with a comment that made him wonder just how closely she was keeping an eye on him—but he had been insistent enough that eventually she’d got bored of arguing. Laurent didn’t regret it; partly because she reminded him of Claudia, but mostly because Johnathan reminded him of himself. The situation was not her fault, and she didn’t deserve to suffer for it.
Eventually, they had settled on the closest person that remained.
“And what exactly do you want to talk about?”
Laurent snorted. Where should they begin?
“I want to talk about everything, Jai. I want to talk about your boss. I want to talk about why one of my people was attacked by the Russians. I want to talk about Théodore Chaussard being behind bars. I want to talk about your business in Tower Hamlets. I want to talk about you slipping me Lara Rutherford’s number to make this go a little easier for you.”
It was his turn to scoff this time.
“No.”
For someone who was such a raging piece of shit, it was almost hard to believe that Johnathan could have any real friends at all. When it had become apparent back in Porto Velho that Jai Dalal was not only his right hand man, but also his most trusted confidant, however, the target on his back grew exponentially with every antagonistic move his best friend made. Jessica and Sarah might not have been ideal candidates, but a man who had committed just as many himself—or been passive to those his boss had in the meantime—was just as deserving of the pain as Parsons was.
“To which part? Don’t say Lara…”
“What the fuck was St. Clair thinking when she sent you here, huh? Her way of saying London is just a joke to the French, by any chance? How does someone like you make it to head of the city?”
If Laurent hadn’t already spent months asking himself those same questions to the point of absolute insensitivity, he might’ve taken the comment to heart. Instead:
“Fucked my way to the top.”
“I—” Jai started, but instead ejected yet another hefty sigh.
“Let me guess, you did the same thing? Johnny boy looks like the type…”
“So you don’t do basements. What, you and your dumb fucking comments like Chinese water torture are the new way of trying to break people?”
“I can send Varden back in, if you’d prefer?”
There was real beauty in seeing fear flash behind eyes that were trying so hard to hide it.
Jai said nothing.
“How about we bring someone else into the mix, instead? Maybe if there’s another person here for you to converse with, I won’t annoy you so much.”
It didn’t take long to tap out a message to his friends in the adjoining room.
“See, you’re the headliner, Jai, but we managed to pick ourselves up a little bonus prize whilst we were out scouting tonight.”
A few silent moments passed in which Laurent contemplated lightning another cigarette, before his action was interrupted by the sound of the dining room door swinging open. Two of his men flanked the hooded figure of a woman; it seemed an excessive entourage, given that she appeared far too injured to even think about fighting back. There was no struggle as they dragged her over, and dumped her square at Laurent’s feet.
It only took a quick once over to realise that the arm she was cradling had been so badly broken, it was visible through the skin. The silent weeping became more obvious as Sylvain and Jean walked away again, as did the realisation that they hadn’t restrained her because they didn’t need to.
“Don’t worry, it isn’t anybody you know,” Laurent assured, like he gave a solitary fuck, leaning forward to take a careful handful of the hood. “This is Ivanna.”
Laurent didn’t know why, but he hadn’t expected her to look worse than Jai did.
He was wrong.
It was a shame it’d come to this, really, because he’d seen her just before Varden and Daniel had been let loose. The woman had beautiful brown eyes, and features so feminine and delicate that it seemed impossible she was a fucking Russian. If she’d been walking down the street, with those same killer legs that were now twisted beneath her in an uncomfortable heap, she would’ve turned his head in a heartbeat. But now? Laurent didn’t doubt that it would take extensive amounts of surgery to give her back any semblance of…well, anything human in definition.
There was so much blood.
Aviv Kasyanenko sure could pick them.
The corner of his mouth turned upward slightly as he glanced down at her hands. The left ring finger was missing as a special fuck you from Daniel, no doubt.
“It’s okay,” Laurent said in a hushed whisper, as though comforting a child, reaching forward slightly to brush against her hair. “I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.”
It didn’t surprise him that nothing more than a strangled sob followed.
“You’re here because I want to talk to you, okay? Nothing else. The more you can help me out here, the less likely it is I send you back to them. I really don’t want to do that, Ivanna, but I’m going to need your help.” Sighing out through his nose, Laurent looked down at the dumb fucking bitch. It was a sight so pathetic he was finding it remarkably difficult not to visually cringe. Might’ve made that feigned sympathy a little less convincing, though… “How about we get you up off that floor and into a chair, huh? You can sit in my seat.”
Luckily enough, Jai had either slipped back into unconsciousness, or had just learned how to behave, because the idiot didn’t speak a word as the Frenchman slowly hoisted the pretzel into the chair. It seemed impossible, but she almost looked more uncomfortable now she was seated. Maybe he’d find a second to feel bad about it later. Until then, and now that he was without his own chair, he slowly crouched so that he was face to face with her.
“Is that better?”
Even though he knew it wasn’t, it seemed as though she’d nodded because she was scared not to.
“Thank you…”
“Did you hear that, Jai?” Laurent gasped, turning his head quickly to glance at the Indian. “That’s what it sounds like to have manners. You could learn a lot from the Russian, here.”
Silence.
Prick.
“Unfortunately, he’s not too chatty, Ivanna, but he’s going to help us with this conversation we’re going to have, is that all right?”
The brunette nodded stiffly, and his warm smile seemed to have comforted her somewhat, because for the first time since she’d entered the room, she finally looked up at him. Laurent immediately wished she hadn’t. They were as badly damaged as the rest of her. As his own gaze travelled down to the hands she cradled in her lap, he slowly took a hold of the one which wasn’t missing a finger or attached to a compound fracture. It felt like ice. As he brushed his thumb across her knuckles, he couldn’t help but wonder whether or not he still had that bottle of hand sanitizer tucked away in his jacket pocket…
“The first thing I need to ask you is when did you get here? When did you come to London?”
The interrogation proved to be an arduous process. Most of her answers were quiet, stuttered, or forced through the sound of what could’ve easily been her choking on her own blood. Jai seemed to have no understanding as to why he was present, and that amused Laurent even more than the bitch before him who genuinely believed that he was going to help her if she was honest. The Frenchman alternated between holding her hand and gently stroking her hair as she answered the basic questions about the Russians, where they were set up, whether she’d come with Aviv, and who else had followed her out to the city.
Ivanna bared all because she was scared.
Because she was not a mobster, and because she just wanted the pain to stop.
Laurent didn’t feel bad for her when she started to cry. All he could think about was how much Claudia must’ve been hurting when the Russians had done the same thing to her.
It wasn’t until he finally got to the most important question of all that Jai would learn why the Frenchman hadn’t conducted this discussion in another room.
“Why did the Russians come to London, Ivanna? Did Aviv tell you?”
When her eyebrows pulled into a confused frown, he gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean the Russians could’ve headed to any city they liked. Why pick London?”
There were other things he’d wanted to ask; perhaps, he could’ve even phrased that more subtly. Unfortunately, it seemed as though her strength was fading by the minute, and as her head lolled back uncomfortably—like a child trying to fight sleep—he quickly moved his hand up to help her. The tears had started to well again. It was almost as though she knew that her answer would condemn her family, even though he was sure she didn’t realise quite how much.
“It’s all right,” he whispered, bringing her head to rest against his shoulder. Blood on his Hugo motherfucking Boss. Unreal. “This is the last thing I need to know, and then you can go, all right?”
“It was what they agreed.”
“What who agreed?”
Laurent spared a glance at Jai.
The man was a professional. There was no way on God’s green Earth the French would’ve been able to get the answers out of him, no matter how long he was left alone with Laurent. What seemed unlikely, however, was that he would be able to stop himself from reacting to somebody weaker spilling everything right in front of him. Ivanna might not have been the most reliable source in the world, but if he could get the back up of a reaction from Jai, then her words would surely hold more weight than that of a woman trying to save her own life.
Not that she seemed intelligent enough to lie.
“I don’t kn—” It sounded as though she was really struggling, now. If she didn’t hurry the fuck up, he might miss out on the confirmation all together. “I don’t know everything. Aviv doesn’t tell me.”
“Who agreed on what, Ivanna?”
“The Rutherfords, when they asked for help in Porto…”
In a split second, it felt like all of the air had been sucked from the room.
Of all the cancerous things he was expecting might leave her mouth, that was not one of them.
Porto? They were in fucking Porto?
“What do you mean? What help did the Rutherfords ask for in Porto Velho?”
“They needed help. Help. The hotel. If we helped with the hotel, they said we could come here…”
If he hadn’t been so stunned by the words that had just left her dumb fucking mouth, he might’ve made a solid attempt at ripping her head from her shoulders. The Russians had been in Porto Velho this whole fucking time, and it had gone unnoticed? Unpunished? Was the hotel she was referring to Versailles? It seemed pretty fucking unlikely they’d enlist Russian help to work on PR for the Chelsea fucking Royal… Laurent could feel every ounce of anger he’d felt about that whole cluster fuck—even if his pain had come at the hands of someone else—flood back in an instant. Aurélie had been stabbed. Alessia was dead.
“You stupid fucking cunt.”
The outburst was a solid reminder that Jai was still in the room, because for a minute there, lost in an absolute flood of wrath, Laurent had forgotten he’d existed.
Whilst he was fully expecting this to go his way—to get solid confirmation that it had, indeed, been the Rutherfords who had invited the Russians to London—he had not expected their desperate collusion to go back so far. For it to have been the Russians who had orchestrated the attack on their hotel, and not the British family they had been blaming for years. Fuck, they should’ve known… They might’ve had the money and the influence, but to attack the heads of two powerful crime families so boldly? It was out there. Too fucking out there.
The fucking Russians.
“Do you mean Versailles?”
It was impossible to keep himself from shaking. Laurent had long ago given up the gentle hand against her head for fear of crushing her skull before she could finish.
“She means Empire. The Russians helped us with funding for Empire.”
That particular bluff might’ve landed better if Aurélie didn’t have Amir, the actual fucking investor, wrapped around her little finger.
“The Russians help at Versailles, and the Rutherfords let some of us move to Haringey. It was the deal. I just wanted a fresh start. We just wanted to be anywhere but Launceston…”
“You people will literally say anything to drag us down,” Jai scoffed.
Even though he was gearing up to shout again, Laurent’s hand had already found its way to the cool metal of his gun. It did nothing physically to soothe the fact he felt like he was on fire, but the deafening sound of the point-blank shot—the sight of Jai slumping back as soon as the bullet smashed through his skull—was satisfying in ways he could only hope to relive with Johnathan. Laurent stared at the carcass as though he expected it to speak up again. Get fucking cocky now, you prick. Ivanna was now in fits of sobs so loud he could hardly hear himself think. Still, his hand held firmly onto his weapon, and he wondered whether he should turn around and shove the thing into her noisy fucking mouth.
“Wasn’t he helpful, Ivanna?”
“You said you weren’t going to hurt me…”
The sound of the door opening, Sylvain and Dan bursting through the door to see what was happening a second later, did little to distract him from the woman in front of him.
“I never break a promise.”
Her pathetic relief was the cherry on the top of the dead Jai sundae.
“But that man over there?” Laurent said quietly, lifting a hand to gesture toward the men with a smile. “This is Daniel. Did Aviv ever mention somebody named Daniel to you? Maybe Noa?”
The way that she seemed to freeze in an instant suggested yes. It hadn’t taken a bullet to drain the life from her; just a boyfriend who couldn’t keep his mouth shut, and the couple of brain cells it took to add two and two together.
“Aviv took some things that belonged to Noa. Wedding and engagement rings. He almost took their baby’s life, too, did you know that?”
Laurent had thought her face couldn’t possibly look even worse than it had done post-beating, but as it contorted into the ugliest fucking crying face he’d seen since Sofia Kurylenko, he realised that he’d been wrong. This was definitely worse. Dan could have dibs on the physical suffering, but Laurent was glad to be the one to make her suffer without having to life a fucking finger.
He would enjoy thinking about it for weeks to come.
“I’m not going to hurt you, Ivanna,” he said, standing up straight and slipping his gun back into the holster. “But Dan? I think Dan is probably going to hurt you a lot.”
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Producer Letter #16
Hello! Long time no post, but I’m back with the last producer letter of the year. Hit the jump to read more of the usual 80-20 tl-paraphrase mix!
To everyone supporting Idolish Seven,
This year has been a very big one for the Idolish Seven Project. As we look back on 2018, we really would not have made it without all of your support and we thank you from the bottom of our hearts for that.
Just this year, we've put out a wide variety of content, not including the app itself. We released novels, comics, the anime adaption, and held a live concert this year. IDOLiSH7 was also recruited to promote JR Tokai Tours as part of their "OFF Journey @ Aichi" campaign, as well as a collaboration with Sony for their hi-res audio CM and also for the release our 3rd anniversary Walkmans. We also released the "12 SONGS GIFT" for each idol's birthday, and also the "Hoshimeguri no Kansokusha" (tl: The Wandering Stargazers) event in partnership with AGF and Ichiban Kuji. We're sure everyone has gotten a chance to experience these releases, and we hope you liked them!
We also took our first steps overseas by expanding the app game, anime, and live viewings to a global audience, and felt all of the support from our international managers as well.
We'd be delighted beyond words if everyone enjoyed this year as much as we did!
This has been a year chock full of new starting lines for Idolish Seven, and we hope that we'll be able to draw many more new ones in 2019 and walk forward with everyone. Since we have already announced most things, we'll be mostly discussing our future directions in this letter.
【About the Project as a Whole】
◆ About Part 4
Part 4 will continue off of Part 3, and will be a story that stays true to the project thus far (t/n: lit. "befitting of Idolish Seven"). We do apologize for the long wait, but our team is working at full power to release Part 3 in 2019 so please hold on for just a bit longer!
◆ About a Special Story
We released a special story in 2016 and 2017 at the end of the year, and this year we'll be releasing right at the start of 2019 at midnight of January 1st! Please look forward to it!
◆ About the Music
We just released news about our plans for each idol's birthday in 2019, and we hope everyone looks forward to it! Here is a summary:
RADIO STATION "Twelve Hits!" Project
Each idol will act as the radio personality for an original drama track, "RADIO STATION "Twelve Hits!" and sing their solo version of the radio's theme song, "Wonderful Octave".
The CDs will be released on the character’s birthday and follows the following format:
RADIO STATION "Twelve Hits!" -Character ver.-
12 SONGS GIFT birthday solo
12 SONGS GIFT birthday solo (Off Vocal)
Wonderful Octave -Character ver.-
All of the "12 SONGS GIFT" solo songs are available online, but we hope you enjoy the original drama tracks and the theme song, "Wonderful Octave"!
ŹOOĻ Member Solos
Each ŹOOĻ member will be getting a solo song for their birthday, beginning with Midou Torao.
The dates are as listed:
March 15th - Midou Torao (CV. Kondou Taksahi)
June 8th - Natsume Minami (CV. Nishiyama Koutarou)
November 29th - Inumaru Touma (CV. Kimura Subaru)
December 6th - Isumi Haruka (CV. Hirose Yuuya)
We’re certain some parts of the Part 4 songs will stick out out everyone, so do look forward to them!
◆ 『Idolish Seven Vibrato』 Anime Scheduled for Release!
We first announced a spin-off series on December 25th, 2017. That year has passed in the blink of an eye, and we're pleased to make an official announcement on its release.
The first half of 『TRIGGER – before The Radiant Glory – 』 has already been released, and the latter half of 『TRIGGER – before The Radiant Glory – 』 will be released soon as well. The following three episodes will also be available on YouTube Premium:
『巻き込まれた男』(The Entangled Man)
『PARTY TIME TOGETHER』
『NATSU☆しようぜ！』 (Let’s ☆ SUMMER!)
All of these works will be animated by TROYCA, so please look forward to them!
◆ About the Music Video Animations
As announced previously, we have unveiled the animation studios for each of the idol groups' MVs for Part 4. We hope they surprised you! Our team looks fondly upon the days we spent running around with the references for each idol. In brief:
ŹOOĻ - ufotable
TRIGGER - TRIGGER
Re:vale - TROYCA
All of the music videos are currently in production and are making great progress! IDOLiSH7 is the only remaining group we've yet to announce the studio for, so sit tight and keep your eyes peeled!
◆ About the next Fan Thanksgiving Event
It's been a while since our last fan thanksgiving event, Vol. 3 "Kimi to motto x2 Ai wo Kataranai to!", but we are happy to announce that there’s more in store for everyone!
The next event will be "Welcome! Ai na Night!" and we'll be sending you lots of love once more!
◆ About Idolish Seven's 1st Live Concert 『Road To Infinity』
We held our first live concert on July 7th and 8th of 2018, and the Blu-ray and DVD will be released January 23rd! From January 23-31, there will also be a special exhibition in Tokyo's Ikebukuro Sunshine City displaying the live costumes. We did our best to put all of our feelings and memories from the event into the exhibit, so we hope you can drop by!
◆ About the Comicalization and Novelization
"Idolish Seven - Re:member" is a three-part comicalization and novelization that paints the portrait of Re:vale from the dawn of the group through their indie days. Has everyone had a chance to read it?
We couldn't just leave Banri ,Yuki, and Momo's pasts blank so we've created these works to show the path they took, their feelings back then, and the emotions that tie them all together in the present. We hope you can enjoy the story in each work.
◆ About the Idolish Seven Fanbook
Thanks to everyone’s support, the third official fanbook for Idolish Seven has been confirmed! The cover will be the visual we revealed at our third anniversary.
The fanbook is slated for release on March 20th, 2019 so be sure to pre-order it!
【About the Game】
We're about to hit another big number in player count, so we'll be unveiling a special campaign soon! There will be a year-end event as always, so we hope you look forward to it!
【Other Updates & Additions to the Game】
◆ About the Servers
We'd apologize again for any inconveniences caused by the whole day of maintenance on August 2nd.
Due to this incident, we are re-evaluating our servers and striving to strengthen our systems. As a result, this led to several long maintenances in a short period of time. Again, we are very sorry for any inconveniences these may have caused.
◆ New Features to be Implemented
As previously announced, we realize that training members and organizing them has become quite complex and cumbersome so we're looking into optimizing the system.
We are also looking into making the story a little bit easier to read/access.
We also hope to implement a system that will let players enjoy playing the lives outside of non-regularly scheduled events.
◆ Questions, Comments, or Concerns about the Game
In the case that you would like to express your opinion to the staff, please contact us through the official site.
Thank you for reading all the way to the very end!
Although we feel quite a bit of pressure since we're finally releasing Part 4, we sincerely believe that we can take a step forward with everyone into a brand-new year.
We thank you for your continued support, and let's i7 our way through 2019 too!
TL Notes/comments:
“wow that was LONG, idk if they could possibly make these longer” - famous last words by twitter user @shiroihime
Thank you all again for your patience! I’ve been a horizontal human being for all of my vacation thus far but hopefully I’ll find a little time (and learn how to balance/schedule things a little better around work/hobbies/relaxation) in 2019 to fucking beat twitter user iD7Mng_Ogami to the punch wrt Part 4
ok that sentence didn’t make sense my loose overarching goal is to finish Part 3 (TOUGH LUCK) before Part 4 but that’s banking on the prayer that (1) staff will take their sweetass time crafting the dickpunch to end us all as usual because the moral of the story is that they are all Izumi Iori with a little sprinkling of Tamaki (bc those typos, man and chaotic chaos timing) aka give me enough time to (2) magically establish a good pace/release schedule and de-rust while somehow Not Die from work+destress-from-work time
ANYWAYS tl;dr expect more part 3!!! but not fast!!! when have I ever been fast!!!!!!!! (like once maybe) hopefully before part4 tho!!!
without further ado, I hope you all enjoy the big sleigh full of news i7 just dropped on us, and it really has been a humongous year for the project.... honestly what a whirlwind of a year!!!
Thank you again for sticking with me and my equally long yelling in the t/n section, and here’s to an even better 2019 for us all!
-shiroi
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12 w/ fjjjjord, PLEASE 😭
012. our muses are the forbidden love of the zombie apocalypse : a part of rivaling groups but they sneak off and meet up whenever they can. OPTIONAL: one day my muse gets followed by someone a part of their own group.
Avantika was going to gut him for this one day.
That was the foremost thought in Fjords mind as he threw his legs over the trunk of a fallen tree and crept through the wild sun flowers an tall grass that lined the cracked county roads in the late summer. It provided cover if nothing else- good for running from dim witted walkers and frankly good for other live folk to sneak up on him. He had never been the most alert but he had always made up for it with pure dumb luck and charisma.
Hell, its what got him into Caleb’s favor in the neutral zone.
The man was from a small group, unaligned with Darktow. They didn’t have a name but the woman he traveled with- Beau- had a blue canvas coat emblazoned with the symbol of the Cobalt Soul on the back and that hung a pretty enough warning that Fjord should have left them alone. Yet he hadn’t. He had bumped into their group at the trading zone, again at the market, and luck would have it they would end up in the same shoddy inn where they were pushed into the same corner with a couple of beers.
“This place sucks,” the woman had hissed at the man who finally pulled his hood down to reveal dirty auburn hair and bright blue eyes that made something stir in Fjord’s chest that he hadn’t felt in a long time.
“It is dry at least,” the man murmured, voice low enough Fjord had almost missed it. Just like he had almost missed the goblin that scurried under their table and popped up at the other side between both humans, a few meager looking turkey sandwiches in her hands.
“Caleb I got you two- I know you haven’t eaten anything today and-”
“Nott-” the man, Caleb, looked hesitant but she was already pushing two on his hand and leaning over to hand the other woman one.
“Don’t argue, man. You look like a breeze would knock you on your ass.” The woman smacked him on the back, the sound sharp though Fjord could tell from the way Caleb didn’t react that it had been gentle enough.
“Yes well... Danke, Nott...” The man smiled weakly at the goblin, Nott, who seemed quite pleased as she sat on the edge of the table top and chatted away about some rations she had nicked for the way home. They didn’t interact then, not really. It wasn’t until the goblin and the woman in blue had patted Caleb on the shoulders and headed up to their room, not until Fjord was well into his cups and Caleb was looking outside the window nervously that Fjord had made his move.
Well- if one could really call it that.
“Hey.” Caleb looked up, bangs sticking to the furrowed crease of his brow in a way that shouldn’t have been so cute. “Caleb, right?”
“Ah, so you were listening in.” Caleb didn’t smile, but he didn’t look like he was going to start a fight either. “Is it about my friend? She’s clean. It’s only a rumor that gobl-”
“What?” Fjord squinted at him for a moment before raising a hand and waving it hastily. “Ah shit- no- sorry I wasn’t worried about her. I was just-”
“Ja?” The human looked confused, blue eyes not quite meeting Fjord’s own, fingers fidgeting nervously against the worn spine of some old avon novel. Fjord didn’t know many people who’d carry around useless weight like books. Then again if he was a wizard well- maybe he didn’t have to burden himself with bullets.
“I was just gonna offer you a drink. It got too quiet,” Fjord tapped his own glass, no longer filled with beer but some variety of bathtub gin that smelled a lot like paint thinner. “Does that sound fair? A drink for a little talk?”
“I can’t... I’m not allowed to talk about work,” Caleb still looked uncomfortable, eyes flitting towards the door.
“Me neither,” Fjord said a little too quickly. “You can tell me about your uh-” he glanced down at Caleb’s hands, squinting. “Late night lassos.” He looked back up at Caleb, lips sliding into a smirk as the man colored dark with blush, visible even in the shadows.
“It is uh- it is smut.”
“Why am I not suprirsed. Listen, let me go get that drink and you can tell me if its up to snuff.” Fjord stood up, pulling a pouch of old coins that still counted as currency in the neutral zones.
“Wait-” He stopped and looked over at the man, hands flat over the book cover as if to obscure it. His eyes were finally raised high enough to meet him. “Thankyou mister...?”
“Fjord,” he grinned, slow and easy.
“Fjord,” Caleb repeated, his own lips forming a small smile.
Somehow a few drinks and a shitty novel had led to kissing and to Fjord’s room and to a promised meeting two months later in the next neutral zone over and- that had been some time ago. Fjord wasn’t sure what exactly kept drawing him back to Caleb. The man was an anxious little shit with more bagage than himself and that was saying something but...
The way he smiled, his off beat jokes, even the way he cooed and talked to his fake-cat were all ridiculously endearing. Endearing enough that Fjord signed up for solo-work, took the beaten path into walker-heavy territory. He walked through high grass and deep snow until he saw a worn blue ribbon caught in a window sill or wrapped around a post or sticking out of an old rusted can of beans on the porch of a falling in house.
Honestly, it was the closest thing that felt like coming home since all of this shirt started in the first place.
This time he crossed the road and over the guard rail, wound his way down a steep hill full of trees and the sound of frogs and cicada trilling loud enough to cover his own foot steps. The ribbon was in a tree, almost as if it had been caught by the wind, and it took a careful eye for Fjord to catch the glow of a lamp coming from an old drainage pipe, long dry with the heat of august. Fjord pulled a rock out of his pocket and sent it down, skittering towards than past his lovers hiding spot. Caleb didn’t appear at first but a cat did- eyes almost unnaturally pale as it reguarded him with bristling fur before it calmed and turned. Caleb did appear then, hair mussed and in a messy bun and a large half dried bloody gash on his cheek.
“Fjord!” His voice was soft, pleased. “You were late- I was getting worried.”
“Yah...well...” Fjord made his way down the hill, scratching at the back of his neck- until his foot slipped and he scrambled to right himself with the low hanging branch of an old pine tree. “You know how it gets out here.”
“Did you run into walkers?” Caleb didn’t move closer, perched on the edge of the pipe, his toes hovered a few inches above the ground.
“Not exactly,” Fjord pushed himself from the tree and made his way down slowly, carefully, until he could rest his arms on Caleb’s knees. “Well- they were walking. I was more worried bout their guns then their teeth tho.”
“Oh,” Caleb sighed and brushed his hair back, long and ragged and in desperate need of a touch up shave. “Well I’m glad you made it here in one piece. I really need to teach you how to cast a message.”
“Yah?” Fjord asked, pulling Caleb’s hand from his hair so he could press a kiss to it. “Think I could pull off a bit of magic?”
“Fjord. Anyone can pull off magic,” he turned his hand and pinched the skin of Fjord’s palm making him snort. “It just requires work.”
“Yah well-” there was a loud crack and Fjord swore under his breath as Caleb pulled his legs up and shifted back into the pipe, fingers smoking as energy warped and built around his open palm...
Well shit- nothing could go Fjord’s way for long. He didn’t hide the look of hurt in his eyes as Avantika peered down into the clearing, a pistol twirling in her fingers. “Got yourself a blue bird, huh Fjord? You better start talking and this better be good.”
#brknsh#stops just as things get dramatic bc i be that wayyyy#but if you like it *wags eyebrows bc im honger for zombo thread*#memes#fjord speaks#avantika speaks#beau speaks#caleb speaks#nott speaks
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Smash Bros. Ultimate FINAL ROSTER PREDICTIONS (Redux)
I already did this, but loadsss of stuff changed since then. As release day draws closer, I thought I’d sift through my predictions for characters. Have a read if u want, then if you disagree lemme know bc my hype hasn’t died down since it was announced i need help (and hey if u look at my old prediction post, I already predicted Simon, K. Rool and Dark Samus so I can’t be the worst, right?)
Okay so my predictions have changed A LOT since I started this blog a few months ago and I think I’ve narrowed it down a lil now. So to put it simply, I think we’re definitely getting one more Smash based direct in October/November. Considering the fact that they’ve got the Mystery Mode™, online play and a whole load of other modes/assists/a few characters we aren’t aware of yet, I reckon they’ll have plenty to talk about in it. My other prediction is that we’re getting 2 newcomers and 1 more echo MINIMUM. Could get maybe a couple more echoes or 1 or 2 standalone character reveals as a stretch but I think we can at least expect that much.
Characters (Base Roster)
Geno (Super Mario RPG)
This wooden eggo has been the only character that’s been a constant in my predictions since the get go, despite the fact that I know basically nothing about him. But he’s the character I’m most confident about getting in.
This newcomer cycle has had a big ol focus on fan appeal this time, most likely stemming from the ballot. This was kind of clear from the Ridley reveal, but the addition of King K. Rool kind of made this a lot more likely. And I would go as far as to say that Geno is probably the most highly requested Smash character since ever.
Sakurai has stated multiple times that he wanted Geno in Brawl and then in Smash 4, but the best he could get was a mii costume. But yeah, not a lot of characters can say that they not only have long standing fan demand, but also are wanted by Sakurai himself.
Considering that Square Enix were previously unwilling to play ball with Nintendo on Geno, but then they went and put arguably their most lucrative character in Cloud as DLC for Smash 4, I don’t think Square’s gonna be too bothered about handing over this character, especially since it’s a character they’re never going to do anything with (Don’t know about you but I’m not seeing a Mario RPG sequel in the pipeline)
And as much as I hate to allude to leakers in my predictions, you can’t deny the fact that Vergeben has not gotten a single thing wrong regarding Smash so far. And he has mentioned a new Square rep and I honestly don’t know who else that could be. Chrono? Lara Croft? But then there’s no way either of those beat Geno in the ballot.
Incineroar (Pokemon)
We’ve yet to receive a Pokemon in this game and really that’s reason enough in itself. Considering that we’ve had at least one new Pokemon rep in every game, I v much doubt they’ll break that tradition now
The two Big Guesses that everyone has been throwing out since day 1 have been Incineroar and Decidueye, both from Gen 7, as we know from Smash 4′s Greninja inclusion that Pokemon is the only franchise with the power to get a rep in before their game releases. And because of this, Pokemon reps are the only ones that are exceptions of my usual rule to discount any characters that released after the time Sakurai has stated he locked in the roster for this game in 2015/16 (looking at Spring Man and Rex & Pyra here, but I’m almost certain they will be DLC)
Yet again, calling on Vergeben here. He has explicitly said Incineroar is in over Decidueye. But hey, he’s not god so he could be wrong eventually. I’m still fairly convinced of Incineroar’s inclusion tho (as much as I’d prefer Decidueye)
Ken as a Ryu echo (Street Fighter)
Ken is the only echo I’m convinced is getting in. A lot of this is honestly, again, down to Vergeben’s leaks and a screenshot of Ken in a Smash Ultimate stage that has yet to be debunked. I don’t have a lot to say on this character purely because I don’t think there are many more people that need convincing.
Shadow the Hedgehog (Sonic series)
Shadow’s assist is missing and has been replaced out of nowhere with Knuckles, as you probably know. This is a huge notch in his favour, especially if you consider that Isabelle’s assist was replaced with Kapp’n in the August direct and now ta dah here she is. Honestly, with Shadow I think it’s only a matter of time, whether they release him as an echo alongside Ken in the final direct in the same way they did with Dark Samus and Chrom or they save him for DLC as a unique fighter (if Isabelle can be unique, Shadow definitely can).
These four are my picks for the most likely characters left to be revealed, but hey there’s some Hot Picks™ that I left out that u may be curious about so here’s why they’re not here. I guess you could call these my back ups, but they all have too much doubt around them for me to place them in my main predictions (a lot of this is pure speculation so I’m probably wrong but what the hell):
Isaac (Golden Sun) - Now don’t get me wrong, I know Isaac has his fans and he genuinely has a good shot of getting in to Ultimate, especially if you consider that the only new first party franchise we’ve had so far is Splatoon. But what’s holding him back in my mind is that the likes of Ridley and K. Rool are in, villains from huge franchises that have had endless support since forever. And while Isaac has some sense of seniority, I don’t think his place on the ballot matched that of those particular characters. And if the likes of Ashley and Shovel Knight have been assist’d, I can’t see Isaac placing any higher than them if you think about how niche Golden Sun is (but u know, look how ‘niche’ Mario RPG is and Geno’s way up on my list so don’t listen to me). The other thing is that, in the E3 presentation, it was revealed that there are ‘over 50′ assist trophies in this game. We’re currently aware of 40, a fair majority of which have returned from previous games. That doesn’t look good for characters like Isaac if we’re looking at another 12-15 assists to pop up in the next direct. So all I’m saying is, don’t be surprised if that happens. But I definitely think he’ll pop up in some form, whether that be assist or playable.
Skull Kid (Zelda series) - This is one I was uncertain about for a long while, as the fact that his assist is missing and replaced with the Moon from Majora’s Mask is a notch in his favour but I think I’ve settled on the idea that they may be saving Skull Kid for something else: Boss character. We’re all pretty much thinking that mysterious mode is probably gonna be a story mode by now and Ultimate is already filling its boots with iconic characters fitting in as bosses with the likes of Dracula and Rathalos being announced. And as much as I want Skull Kid in, I would say that he is the most iconic Zelda villain besides Ganondorf, which places him in a weird position where he would be v much suited to a character slot but would also make for a viable boss addition. So yeah, could go either way but for me, there’s too much doubt around him to count him as a dead cert for the roster.
Bandana Waddle Dee (Kirby series) - Another very very likely candidate for the roster, this cute lil squishball would complete the Kirby set™ and he’s v popular in Japan. But he’s in the same position as Isaac where I’m not sure he got as much attention as peeps like Ridley and K. Rool. But hey, with Kirby and this character being Sakurai’s babies, this could sway him otherwise (I rlly hope so, can u tell I want him in)
Chorus Kids (Rhythm Heaven) - As my final back up/unsure pick, the Chorus Kids take their spot alongside Isaac in the ‘first party franchises that really need Smash attention’ category. The other things that make me pick the Chorus Kids over others is the fact that people doin’ some digging a while back revealed that the Chorus Kids were a scrapped character from Smash 4 so it isn’t a stretch to say that Sakurai could’ve gone back to that idea and make it work. Plus, the Chorus Kids would tick another box we’ve yet to account for; this game’s ‘weird’ rep. Much like Pokemon, it’s pretty much tradition at this point for each Smash game to contain a newcomer or two from odd franchises that not many would expect (Ice Climbers and Game & Watch in Melee, R.O.B. in Brawl, Wii Fit Trainer and Duck Hunt in Smash 4) and this is yet another tradition I don’t see them abandoning for Ultimate. As well as ticking this box, Chorus Kids are also a v popular pick so I have them in mind as the most likely pick if Sakurai is keeping the usual ‘weird’ rep tradition alive. But really what’s keeping Chorus Kids out of my main predictions is the fact that we have no idea if we’ll even get a rep in that vein this time, especially since competition for roster slots is so intense this time around.
OKAY so that’s all my dudes. If u happened to read my last post, you will notice that my number 1 fave pick ever Rayman is now gone from my predictions. But that’s bc I think he’ll be DLC now. So there you go. Tune in at some point when I’ll probably do a DLC posty boi. Have a good day.
#super smash bros#super smash switch#super smash ultimate#smash bros ultimate#geno#smash#nintendo#nintendo switch#switch#gaming#predictions#hype#smash bros roster
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How will the NDRV3 boys react when they first see their s/o with their freckles? :0 Their s/o is self-conscious about their freckles and always wear make up to hide it, but then boys accidentally see them without their make up. Sorry if it's too detailed;;
:0 freckles :0 That was fun to write even tho sent while the inbox was closed, please dont do this again ;;; I hope it’s good :D
-Mod Nagito
Ps: I realised some of them aren’t on accident if you want it changed just tell me~
Shuichi
He kind of had some suspicions about his s/o having some sort of insecurities about themselves, considering the amount of foundation they had at their house.
He kind of felt bad for noticing this but, then again, they left it lying on their bathroom counter last time he came to theirs so he wasn’t exactly responsible either.
Anyway, Shuichi felt it would be too impolite to directly ask them why they had so much makeup, so he instead opted for the smooth approach, often reminding them how cute they were and that he loved them for all their little imperfections.
The first time he saw them without makeup was a complete accident.
The two of them were going on a date and he might have arrived a little bit earlier than expected.
Early enough to be faced with a makeup less and confused S/o, as they opened the door to see him already standing there, a sheepish smile on his lips.
Of course he immediately noticed the myriad of freckles dusting their face, but said nothing about it, understanding it might have been the cause of his beloved s/o wearing so much makeup.
He couldn’t help but feel the urge to plant a kiss on every single one of them because, frankly, in his opinion, they only make his s/o even more beautiful in his eyes, if that was even possible.
He blushed at the thought as they went to prepare themselves and made a mental note to remind them how gorgeous they are without makeup.
Keebo
The fact that his s/o was almost always wearing makeup never exactly bothered him, but he couldn’t help but wonder why they always felt the need to cover their self like that.
Whether they wore some or not, Keebo was certain S/o would be as beautiful to him, but curiosity was killing him.
Well, figuratively speaking.
He juggled for quite some time with the idea of asking them, struggling to come up with the proper way to ask them.
In the end he just sort of asked it out of the blue.
“S/o why do you always wear so much makeup? Is it because of some sort of insecurity you have concerning your facial features?”
The moment he said that they stared at him in shock, a hurt look crossing their face.
Oh.
He said that outloud.
Cue Keebo apologising like crazy because he didn’t mean to hurt them in anyway.
He explains them that no matter why they’re wearing makeup, he’s still going to love them all the same.
A few months into dating Keebo, S/o found themselves one morning without anymore concealer to hide their freckles.
Trapped, they decided to call their boyfriend for help and sent Keebo to buy them the product at the nearest store.
It’s when he knocked on their door a few minutes later to give them the makeup that he saw their freckles for the first time.
The moment the door opened and he saw them in the frame, he froze, mesmerized.
If he thought it wouldn’t be possible for him to find them even more beautiful, well he was wrong.
Kaito
He never really noticed his s/o was wearing makeup most of the time in the first place, so when it happened he was sort of surprised.
Not that they had freckles but that he never realised they were wearing makeup.
Hey, he’s not paying attention to these sorta things, okay, give him some slack.
The two of them had went stargazing on an unusually chilly august night to see the Perseids.
Cuddled against him, they fell asleep in his arms, nuzzling their face in their chest and accidently rubbing off some of their makeup.
When Kaito woke them up, he was faced with a makeupless S/o for the first time, greeted by their freckles.
He couldn’t help but grin; they reminded him of stars, forming constellations on their skin.
No matter how hard he thought about it though, he couldn’t understand why they hated them so much, nor why they felt the need to hide them away, since, in his opinion, they made them stand out from everyone else.
Kokichi
This one made no-case of being polite with his s/o.
He was quick to notice the amount of makeup they wore each day and bluntly decided to ask them why they felt the need to wear so much of it.
As they struggled to find an explanation, he managed to get them to promise he’d get to see them without makeup on soon.
Of course for someone like Kokichi, soon meant in ten minutes at most and that’s how they ended-up locked in his bathroom fifteen minutes later because they had refused to take the damn makeup off already and the liar was adamant about keeping them locked in there as long as they’d still be wearing it.
It took them 2 hours before they finally gave up and washed-off all the cosmetics they had on their face to finally be freed of the dam toilet.
The moment they saw their freckles in the mirror, S/o couldn’t help but cringe.
Oh how much they hated them, those darker spots on their face.
When they shyly left the bathroom to finally go back to their gremlin, the latter was impatiently waiting for them by the door.
The moment he saw the reason why they hide behind so much makeup, he couldn’t help but laugh.
Why would they hide something like that? It gave them a bit of a mischievous look, like the face of a prankster.
S/o’s face dropped when they heard his laughter, all of their insecurities concerning their looks skyrocketing again.
They never should have showed him, now he was doing like everyone else used to. They looked like a complete idiot.
When he noticed their expression, the trickster made a point to show them how they were wrong to think their freckles were a flaw in anyway.
They were a part of what made them them and, frankly, they looked even better with them in his opinion.
Gonta Big thanks to Mod Mikan from @dr-imagines-blog-sigh for the ending :’D
He probably never noticed the makeup they were wearing to hide it in the first place, he’s a bit too oblivious for that.
But for Gonta, the fact that S/o had freckles didn’t mean much.
Sure, the first time he saw them he was a bit confused.
Since when did S/o had dark spots on their face? Were they sick?! Should he bring them to the doctor? What if it was a fatal illness?!
Help this poor boy he’s worrying sick now.
They explained everything to the giant, reassuring him it wasn’t an illness, but simply some freckles they had been covering up under makeup for quite sometimes.
He doesn’t quite understand why they did, freckles or not, Gonta still think they look beautiful and love them all the same.
If anyone were to tease or mock them because of their freckles,
GONTA WILL F I G H T.
With words.
Like a true gentleman.
He’s just going to have a talk with them. But of course, he’s not going to threaten them.
If S/o was upset about it, he will definitely try his best to comfort them!
Cause Gonta gentleman.
Kiyo
Freckles or not, Korekiyo is going to love his s/o just as much, if not more.
Remember, Humanity as a whole is beautiful for all its flaws and imperfections, these things are what makes Humanity human.
The freckles add their natural beauty according to him, but he’s not going to question it if they choose to cover them under makeup.
Either way, he’s still going to worship every single part of them for being what humanity has the best to offer.
Whenever S/o seems to be particular down and more conscious about their features, he’s the first one to remind them how wonderful they are, and how they shouldn’t feel bad about it.
And that’s when he starts kissing each and every single one of them until they smile again.
This is so ooc I’m gonna go hang myself now
Ryoma
It was early morning when he saw them without makeup for the first time.
S/o and him had spent their night at their place (not in a dirty way you pervs or was it ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)) and as soon as they woke up, they went to refresh their makeup a bit, scared he’d see their freckles and think poorly of them because of it.
Being a light sleeper, however, Ryoma quickly noticed their absence and went to look around for them.
Had they closed the door to the bathroom, he’d probably wouldn’t have surprised them putting on their makeup, but they didn’t and he saw them.
Shaking his head, he leaned in the door frame and waiting for them to finish before saying anything.
“If you still think that your physical appearance is going to change the way I feel about you, you’ve got ways to go.”
As they tried to object, he just simply told them that they could do whatever they wanted with their face, but it was a shame they felt the need to hide something as beautiful as this under some makeup.
Ryoma might not be the best with people and words, but he really does think that his s/o shouldn’t worry over small details such as freckles, because in the end, they still are the amazing person he fell for.
Rantaro
He noticed right away his s/o was always wearing makeup on their face.
Yet he never really paid any mind to it since his partner’s looks never really were of that much importance to him.
He was somewhat aware that their insistence on always wearing makeup was probably related to some self-confidence issue related to their look, but he knew spending his time reminding them of how beautiful they were would lose value in their eyes.
The first time he saw S/o without makeup was on a hot day.
The two of them had spent it outside in the heat and their makeup had began to run down their face because of their sweat, revealing their freckles.
Smiling to himself, he wrapped his arms around them.
“Have I told you how beautiful you look today? Those freckles really compliment your looks.”
“My… oh!”
A light blush crept into S/o’s cheeks, somehow feeling way better about their freckles than before.
#new danganronpa version 3 killing harmony#v3#ndrv3#ndrv3 imagines#ndrv3 imagine#shuichi saihara#saihara shuuichi#Shuichi#kaito momota#momota kaito#kaito#Ouma#Kokichi oma#ouma kokichi#gonta gokuhara#Gonta#gokuhara gonta#Kiyo#korekiyo shinguuji#shinguuji korekiyo#keebo#kiibo#k1-b0#ryoma#hoshi ryouma#ryoma hoshi#rantaro#amami rantaro#rantaro amami#mod nagito
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Hey Lynse... ive kinda been down lately because people don't review my fics but also never give me prompts whenever I do requests and stuff... it makes me really sad but I really love writing my fanfiction, it just slows me down tho... any advise or help? T-T
Hey, Anon. *hugs* I know how you feel; it can be hard to work up the motivation to do what you love (or at least keep posting it) when something you’re really excited about gets little to no reaction. I still feel that with some fics, if not as often as I did when I was starting out and going at least three chapters without a single review.
As far as tumblr goes, remember that only your first five tags are searchable; the rest just help organize your blog. Putting in the fandom name, that it’s fanfiction/fanfic, or the characters is your best bet for getting people searching through tags to see your work. However, if you add a link to fanfiction.net, the post won’t show up in the search anyway, and only your followers will see it. (I’m pretty sure you can link to the AO3 and have it searchable, but not FF.net. Sites like deviantart will also render your post unsearchable, if you’re an artist, too.)
Don’t feel bad about reblogging your own work a few times to catch people in different time zones; no one else is going to reblog your fic if they never see it in the first place, and other people reblogging your fic is going to be the main way people find your blog to follow it in the first place. (This might not be true once you get thousands of followers if you’ve already got a large chunk of the fanbase following you, but it’s still true for me.)
Another way to increase your exposure as a writer is to participate in months/weeks where a fandom you’re in is holding prompts. Whether there’s a blog going through reblogging everything with the specific tag they ask you to tag it with or just people searching for that certain tag in general, you’re at least guaranteed that someone will be looking for work like what you’ve done, and if they enjoy it, they might reblog it and follow you. You certainly don’t need to do every single prompt--I did two for Miraculous Ladybug in the entire month of August and that first post remains the one with the most notes out of anything I’ve written--but it’s another way for people to find you.
I’m lucky; I’ve managed to pick up a few followers (thanks!) who will cheerfully give me prompts or leave comments on my fics fairly consistently. But I still opened writing requests three times before I ever got one (and at that point, it was just one, from someone I PMed with on FF.net because I actually specifically told them what I was doing) since until then I didn’t really have anyone who was following me for my writing, or at least no one who happened to be on tumblr/saw the post and wanted to see something from me. That’s not a reflection of your writing skill; it’s simply that people haven’t found you yet.
If you’re writing for popular or at least large fandoms on FF.net/wherever else, the same could be true; your story could be buried before too many people see it beyond those that have you on author alert. If you’re able to, it might be a plan to write ahead of what you’re posting so that you can update more or less consistently; that way, people who are actively reading in the fandom are more likely to spot your story. I used to do that, back when I had more time to write in general, and it seemed to work for me.
Also, as far as first chapters go? Cliffhangers really do work when it comes to getting readers to stick around for the second chapter, and if you’re lucky, you’ll get a review that’s more than just ‘update soon’ (let’s face it; ‘nice! update soon please’ is preferable). If you think your first chapter is rather boring, writing-wise, because you still need to build up to the action/the problem/etc, considering writing a hook first--some sort of preview of a later scene, which you then go back to work up to that point. It’ll give your readers a taste of what’s to come and hopefully catch and hold their interest through the more tedious setup portion of the story.
Never underestimate the power of a good summary. Do not say that you are bad at summaries, do actually give a summary (not just ‘summary inside’), and do proofread it, too. If there are spelling mistakes in it or improper capitalization/blatant grammatical errors, I don’t even click on a story to read it, because I expect more of the same inside.
Basic spelling and grammar are important. Nothing will get to me leave a fic faster than clicking on it and seeing the horrific ‘wall of text’; a new paragraph is necessary whenever someone new speaks, and some people still don’t realize that. Some amazing people write in a language that isn’t their first language, and sometimes spelling isn’t people’s forte in general, but spell check is important and free. It’s not foolproof--you can type the wrong word and it won’t catch it if it’s still a word--and that’s where having a beta-reader is nice, in addition to bouncing ideas off them when you get stuck; you can always let people know at the end of the first chapter that you’re looking for a beta reader for the story. Failing that, give yourself some time between writing something and giving it its final proofread; you’ll catch more of your own mistakes if your brain doesn’t remember exactly what you wanted to say and see it correctly even if you’re missing a word. And please do proofread your work; too many errors is jarring, bringing the reader out of the story, and you’ll have fewer people interested in your work if they can’t get into your fic in the first place. The odd error seems to be okay--I know I have those in my work simply because I’ve missed them, and every once in a while I spot one and go back to fix it--but there are limits. People are lazy as readers; they don’t want to have to work to figure out the story you’re telling them. It’s far simpler to just go read a different story.
#writing#ladylynse#advice#asks#text#I hope something helps#good luck Anon#you might just need to get yourself out there#Anonymous
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2017
Some super sappy (and somewhat dark) 2017 reflections under the cut! (TW: Suicidal Thoughts) TL;DR version: I love you all and I hope 2018 treats you well. 💜
So as 2017 ends, I just want to say, it really sucked. I’m sure I’m not the only one with this sentiment. I should have graduated this year, and have grown to dislike my major anyways. I don’t talk about it a lot, but I have been in college since 2012. All I need to graduate now is an internship that I still have yet to secure. This is not including all the money problems I won’t get into. The point is that I had a mental breakdown in August that lasted almost 2 weeks culminating in me seriously considering ending it. Thanks to the support of my father and me swallowing my pride and actually reaching out to someone, I was able to slowly pull myself out.
Since then, I have been trying to reach out and talk to more people both on Tumblr and in real life, I have begun writing, I started working out, and I have a fragile plan for my future (which is more than I have had for years). It hasn’t been enough to save 2017 for me, but I have made sure that its fire will light my way into 2018. 💜
Now I’m gonna gush about some people:
@gettothehousecarl: You likely won’t see this cause you don’t really use Tumblr anymore, but you are my best friend (and I’m only partially saying that because you are taking me to see Hamilton). I keep making jokes that we should be roommates again, but it was by far the best time in my life. Having you and Jonny to talk to just about whenever was incredibly helpful, and I miss the random 3am pizza we would have. This year living with my Dad, as much as I love him, has sucked. I honestly hope we find a way to room together again.
@luckyredclover: I have mentioned this before, but you are easily one of the best friends I have made on Tumblr. I guess it has been a few years since I first followed you (it was the Yang cosplay😂). Crying about video games at 3am (for me) has been fun and was absolutely needed with the stress of this year. And I won’t forget that when I had an incredibly bad breakdown over the absolute dumbest thing you were there to help and made me feel better for even being upset. I’m glad you seem to be in a better place now than in previous years. Hopefully someday soonish I’ll visit Ireland and we can actually hang out! And thanks for not unfollowing me when I became obsessed with wrestling 😂😂😂 (though I think you don’t mind it for...aesthetic reasons👀)
@homega: I’m honestly not sure what I can say here that I already haven’t told you. Your pure passion has helped me see what I can become, and the light you shine in this world has helped illuminate my path. Our conversations never fail to make me laugh, and it means so much to me that you are willing to listen to me vent about my problems. It’s is also super fun to see what random thing we are/were both fans of. I don’t know what 2018 will bring you, but I know you have the strength to meet any challenge it brings!
@managingthechaos: We have only really started talking recently, but I can’t believe I have met someone almost as dramatic as I am. You helping me through my really dumb feelings has been a godsend. Also, statistically speaking, you are probably the only person who has seen my best selfie, cause you are the only person I have ever started a streak with. I know things can seem hard, but I believe in you and your ability to kick 2018’s ass. Peeps will still suck tho.
@gayipre @themindofcc @blizardstar @anonymousalchemist @troofs-and-goofs @boomjob @kippdom @inkedinserendipity @wizardtwins: TAZ Writer friends! I love you all! You all have inspired me to write more! I’m sorry I basically never use the discord anymore but it has gotten way too much to catch up on. But the few weeks I was active in it and seeing all of your fics and TAZ posts have helped to give me motivation to write. (And I promise I have TAZ related WIPs lmao)
@applejuicewerewolf @dangermichael @tarava316: We don’t talk a lot, but I wanted to shout you guys out. I feel like I reblog or like a good 80% of things you all post. I hope you all have a great 2018!
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August 8th, 2019 - Chat with GHOSTBABEL
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:16 PM: “ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴡᴇʟʟ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴅᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴛ ɪᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs. ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇʟsᴇ ɪs ɴᴇᴡ?”
Slinky stinks 9:17 PM: "We got nothing yet”
ARGdov 9:18 PM: "one person got banned”
ARGdov 9:18 PM: "he’s still in here with us”
ARGdov 9:18 PM: "and we have the ocarina”
ARGdov 9:18 PM: "unless this has other consequences we havent thought of yet this is only a minor setback”
Jos 9:19 PM: "Just nocta being paranoid for a long time has lead to moonman being banned”
Slinky stinks 9:19 PM: "Well, nocta can look further onto moonman and can reach to this server”
Jos 9:19 PM: "counter ban then”
Slinky stinks 9:19 PM: "But I don’t think that can happen”
ARGdov 9:19 PM: "we dont know he can do that
Jos 9:20 PM: "I could unlock the thread and say well you got deceived!, imagine his paranoia raising up”
Jos 9:20 PM: "not gonna do”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:20 PM: "ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀɴ ɪs ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʟ, ᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ? ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ. ᴍᴏᴏɴᴍᴀɴ ᴄᴀɴ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴜᴍs, ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ. ᴘʟᴜs, ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴᴏᴄᴛᴀ ʜᴀᴅ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜɪs ᴏᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɢᴏ?”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:20 PM: "sᴏᴜɴᴅs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ‘ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ’ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʀᴀɪsɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴀʟᴀʀᴍs, ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ.”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:20 PM: "ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ.”
Slinky stinks 9:20 PM: "Well, we made this server so we could talk too moonman without nocta being to suspicious”
Slinky stinks 9:20 PM: "So maybe if he found out”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:21 PM: "ᴄᴏɴɢʀᴀᴛᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs, ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪssᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇʟʏ.”
ARGdov 9:21 PM: "shiiiiit”
ARGdov 9:21 PM: "so he may be dead”
Slinky stinks 9:21 PM: "Yeah nvm”
ARGdov 9:21 PM: "fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck”
otherLiam 9:21 PM: "Guys, I think he’s saying him getting banned off the server is bigger than just getting banned.”
ARGdov 9:21 PM: "this is bad”
ARGdov 9:21 PM: "like really bad”
Slinky stinks 9:22 PM: "We can’t let moonman die tho”
ADULT_LINK 9:22 PM: "oh jeez”
Jos 9:22 PM: "You can’t let not die someone who might died.”
ADULT_LINK 9:22 PM: "he might already be dead”
Slinky stinks 9:22 PM: "Daaaamn”
Slinky stinks 9:22 PM: "Liam did you got any reply?”
otherLiam 9:23 PM: "Not yet, no.”
Jos 9:23 PM: "Tbh”
Jos 9:23 PM: "Moonman is not banned”
Jos 9:23 PM: "his user can be banned, which means he is not?”
Jos 9:23 PM: "So nocta is just using that as a excuse”
Slinky stinks 9:24 PM: "Also Babel said we missed his point tho”
Jos 9:24 PM: "nevermind”
Jos 9:24 PM: "but he might be dead tho”
Slinky stinks 9:25 PM: "Damn”
otherLiam 9:25 PM: "He said you did, slink.”
Slinky stinks 9:25 PM: "Oh”
otherLiam 9:25 PM: "While losing Moonman is a blow, it also shows Nocta’s scared as hell.”
ADULT_LINK 9:25 PM: "oh hey this might sound completely unrelated, but. would IA recognise my handle on the observatory? it dawned on me that if their version of me played dnd with them i might have used the same/similar handle in there”
Jos 9:26 PM: "This could be a good point to overthrow nocta”
Slinky stinks 9:26 PM: "I can’t talk to characters without misunderstanding them ¯\_(ツ)_/¯”
Jos 9:26 PM: "he first said the bot were us”
Jos 9:26 PM: "now he says it was moonman”
Jos 9:26 PM: "how many lies the members will feed?”
ADULT_LINK 9:26 PM: "and it would probably freak him out to have one of his dead freinds around, which could make it hard to successfully get into things there”
Jos 9:26 PM: ”(except moonman who really did the bots lol)”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:27 PM: “ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ: ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴛʀɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴏᴏɴᴍᴀɴ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ?”
ADULT_LINK 9:28 PM: "i dont really know tbh”
ADULT_LINK 9:28 PM: "wait, "this” moonman”
Slinky stinks 9:28 PM: “Enough to do stuff but not to get in danger”
ADULT_LINK 9:28 PM: "oh wait isnt moonman greth”
ADULT_LINK 9:28 PM: "i am very behind on some things”
Slinky stinks 9:28 PM: "He is”
otherLiam 9:28 PM: "He’s a useful source of information, and besides that, he’s a friend. So if he’s retrievable we’d like to retrieve him.”
otherLiam 9:28 PM: "Yes, Moonman is the alternate reality Greth.”
Slinky stinks 9:29 PM: "But he hasn’t been patremized yet”
ADULT_LINK 9:29 PM: "in that case yes, greth is a freind. even if he’s a bit different from ours, he’s still the same person”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:29 PM: "ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇ sᴏ sᴜʀᴇ?”
ADULT_LINK 9:30 PM: "optimistic guess”
Slinky stinks 9:30 PM: "Guys I still have a 1% thoughts that he is the one who betrayed us”
Jos 9:30 PM: "I guess no one should die regardless their faction affiliation”
Slinky stinks 9:30 PM: "In any way”
Slinky stinks 9:30 PM: "Greth is a. Friemd”
ADULT_LINK 9:30 PM: "even if he is the one who betrayed us, death is pretty harsh”
Slinky stinks 9:31 PM: ”^”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:31 PM: “ᴍᴏᴏɴᴍᴀɴ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴀ 'ꜰʀɪᴇᴍᴅ’ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʜɪs sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs.”
ADULT_LINK 9:31 PM: "so? you undoubtebly have been keeping secrets from us as well
doesent mean we’d be ok with just letting you die”
otherLiam 9:32 PM: "We’re all keeping secrets.”
Jos 9:33 PM: "I think is not about if he should die, but is that whoever is the betrayer doesnt care about ethics, and killed a lot of people for whatever reason”
otherLiam 9:33 PM: "Doesn’t mean our lives aren’t worth saving.”
ARGdov 9:33 PM: "maybe”
otherLiam 9:33 PM: "Although I suppose there’s an important question to ask here.”
ARGdov 9:33 PM: "wait”
ARGdov 9:33 PM: "you said "is"”
otherLiam 9:33 PM: "What’s the price of saving him?”
ARGdov 9:33 PM: "he may not be dead yet”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:33 PM: "ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛɪɴɢ. ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴏsɪᴛɪᴏɴ. ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴘʟᴀɴ- ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴅɪsᴄᴜssᴇᴅ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ɪꜰ ɪ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴍᴏᴏɴᴍᴀɴ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴇʟᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ.”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:33 PM: "ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀʟsᴏ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀ, sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜʀᴠɪᴇᴡ ᴏꜰ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴀɢʀᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ.”
ARGdov 9:33 PM: "also @ADULT_LINK Moonman is greth from the AO timeline
ARGdov 9:33 PM: "shit”
ARGdov 9:33 PM: "ok thats tricky”
ARGdov 9:33 PM: "what are the risks of delaying the endgame plan?”
Jos 9:34 PM: "What do you need”
ARGdov 9:34 PM: "and also yeah, what would the favor be”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:34 PM: "ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛ.”
ARGdov 9:34 PM: "the hat?”
ARGdov 9:34 PM: "helpers hat?”
Jos 9:34 PM: "Helpers”
otherLiam 9:34 PM: "Helper’s hat? We don’t have it.”
ARGdov 9:34 PM: "we dont, its true”
ARGdov 9:34 PM: "to my knowledge anyways”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:34 PM: "ɴᴏᴛ ʏᴇᴛ.”
Jos 9:34 PM: "So find it to save moonman”
Jos 9:34 PM: "fair enought”
ARGdov 9:35 PM: "you didnt answer though”
Slinky stinks 9:35 PM: "Another side quest of finding the hat huh?”
Slinky stinks 9:35 PM: "Nice”
ARGdov 9:35 PM: "two questions now”
ADULT_LINK 9:35 PM: "is this a thing of "as soon as we get it we give it to you” or a “i’d like it at some point once you have it”
ARGdov 9:35 PM: “A: Why do you want it”
ARGdov 9:35 PM: "B: What are the risks of delaying the endgame?”
ARGdov 9:35 PM: "gah, fuck it”
ARGdov 9:35 PM: "I suppose I agree either way.”
ARGdov 9:35 PM: "though I’d like to know why you want it”
otherLiam 9:35 PM: "Hang on, let’s discuss this.”
ARGdov 9:35 PM: "assuming this wont lead to the multiverse exploding anyways”
Slinky stinks 9:35 PM: "Okay, who has the hat then, circle said he didn’t had it”
ADULT_LINK 9:36 PM: "i think we should talk about it as well”
Jos 9:36 PM: "I do understand there might be questions but we do want to step on sure ground or at least the safest ground we can”
ARGdov 9:36 PM: "we’ll have to retrieve it”
ARGdov 9:36 PM: "ok, well”
ARGdov 9:36 PM: "if we’re gonna dicuss it”
ADULT_LINK 9:36 PM: "i’m not opposed to the idea, but i’d like to hear more before i go in blindly “
ARGdov 9:36 PM: "we need to know what the risks are”
otherLiam 9:36 PM: "Is Moonman really worth delaying stopping Nocta AND losing Helper’s Hat forever?”
ARGdov 9:36 PM: "and why ghostbabel here wants the hat”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:36 PM: "sʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ 'ʀᴏʟʟ’, ɪ ᴀᴍ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪsᴄᴜss ᴛʜɪs ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ꜰᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ.”
ARGdov 9:36 PM: "alright,”
ARGdov 9:36 PM: "well, an answer to both of my questons would be a good start”
otherLiam 9:37 PM: "Agreed.”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:37 PM: "ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʙᴇɴᴇꜰɪᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɪᴛs’ ʀᴇᴛʀɪᴇᴠᴀʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ɪɴsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ, ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ꜰɪʀsᴛ sᴛᴇᴘ. “
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:37 PM: "ɪᴛ’s sɪᴍᴘʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ, ɪ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛ, ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ, ɪ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴍᴏᴏɴᴍᴀɴ.”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:37 PM: "ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪsᴋ ɪs ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜs, ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ.”
ARGdov 9:38 PM: "right”
Slinky stinks 9:38 PM: "And he moves faster”
Slinky stinks 9:38 PM: "Remember”
ARGdov 9:38 PM: "but it wont be impossible to stop them, right?”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:38 PM: "ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ɪᴍᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ.”
ARGdov 9:39 PM: ”…not really the answer I was looking for but ok”
ARGdov 9:39 PM: “Im willing to agree to this”
ARGdov 9:39 PM: "especially since it sounds like having the hat may be of use”
ADULT_LINK 9:39 PM: "so this is a thing of, as soon as we get the hat we give it to you”
ARGdov 9:39 PM: "it sounds like he’ll retrieve it for us”
ARGdov 9:39 PM: "and then give it to us”
otherLiam 9:39 PM: "Actually, this might be less bad than I thought. GB, given that you’re in an alternate timeline, isn’t there a Helper’s Hat in your timeline as well?”
ARGdov 9:39 PM: "and then we give it back to him”
Slinky stinks 9:39 PM: "Oh…”
ADULT_LINK 9:40 PM: "ooh there could be 2 hats maybe”
Slinky stinks 9:40 PM: "But wasn’t the other timeline helper GB? I think I’m lost”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:40 PM: "ɪ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ sɪᴍᴘʟʏ ʀᴇᴛʀɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴘʟᴀɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴇxɪsᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ; ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ʜᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛ.”
ADULT_LINK 9:40 PM: "then we could get GB a hat, but still have one avaliable to us (possibly) in the future, right?”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:40 PM: "ɪꜰ ɪᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sɪᴍᴘʟᴇ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ TAKEN ɪᴛ.”
ARGdov 9:41 PM: "wait”
ADULT_LINK 9:41 PM: "do you know who has the hat in your world?”
ARGdov 9:41 PM: "so GB cant take it from his”
ARGdov 9:41 PM: "so no”
ARGdov 9:41 PM: "we’d be giving it to him”
ARGdov 9:41 PM: "permanently”
ADULT_LINK 9:41 PM: "yeah, but this wouldnt neccicarrily be the last time we’re able to get a hat”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:41 PM: ”@ADULT_LINK ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs sᴏ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜs ɪ'ᴍ ᴀʙsᴏʟᴜᴛᴇʟʏ ɢɪᴅᴅʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ’s ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ.”
Slinky stinks 9:41 PM: “Ok, but who exactly has it”
ARGdov 9:41 PM: "but also I want to point out that were discussing wether a random trinket we havent used in YEARS is worth more than this persons life”
ARGdov 9:41 PM: "thats another good question, whos got it”
ARGdov 9:41 PM: ”(IA, is my guess)”
ADULT_LINK 9:42 PM: “i have poor eyesight, not being able to see things infront of me is not uncommon”
ADULT_LINK 9:42 PM: "yeah, ia likely has it”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:42 PM: ”@ARGdov ᴄᴏɴɢʀᴀᴛᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀʟʟ sᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰᴀʀ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ.”
Slinky stinks 9:42 PM: “Wait”
ADULT_LINK 9:42 PM: "ooh, going back to my earlier question”
ARGdov 9:42 PM: "mazel tov, random guesing is useful”
Slinky stinks 9:42 PM: "So IA has it?”
ARGdov 9:42 PM: "especially since it can only be like”
ARGdov 9:42 PM: "5 people”
ARGdov 9:42 PM: "since we dont know that many peopel from your timelien”
ADULT_LINK 9:42 PM: "do you think IA would recognise my name on AO as being his dead freind?”
ARGdov 9:43 PM: "it seems that he does”
ADULT_LINK 9:43 PM: "if not maybe we could try to befreind him and get the hat”
ARGdov 9:43 PM: "look, Im gonna be blunt here”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:43 PM: "ʜᴇ ɪs ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀs ɪᴛ ɪs.”
ARGdov 9:43 PM: "giving GB the hat probably wont be much of a loss to us”
Slinky stinks 9:43 PM: "Hmmm”
ADULT_LINK 9:43 PM: "thats fair”
ARGdov 9:43 PM: "someone as dangerous as him having it makes me wary but”
Slinky stinks 9:43 PM: "Yeah the we can give away the hat”
ARGdov 9:43 PM: "its that vs someone we know dying”
ADULT_LINK 9:43 PM: "man i wish i’d been able to stay hidden in who i was a bit longer :/”
ARGdov 9:43 PM: “and dying because we may have put him in danger by talking to him”
ARGdov 9:43 PM: “I say we go for it.”
ADULT_LINK 9:45 PM: "i’m game i suppose”
ARGdov 9:45 PM: "so that makes three of us”
ADULT_LINK 9:45 PM: "i hope we’ll be able to get a different version of the hat in the future but”
ARGdov 9:45 PM: ”@otherLiam @Wolfcat what do you think?”
Wolfcat 9:46 PM: “go for it”
otherLiam 9:47 PM: "I’m concerned about the baddies having more time to prepare and act. It’s likely we’ll lose someone else in trying to save Moonman. That being said, I think it’s worth.”
ADULT_LINK 9:47 PM: "should we discuss this in ID a bit, get people who arent in here’s votes?”
ARGdov 9:47 PM: "sounds good yeah”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:48 PM: "ᴀ ʙɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴀɢʀᴇᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ.”
ARGdov 9:49 PM: "we’re still discussing it”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:50 PM: "ɪ sᴇᴇ. ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ɪ sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇ…”
otherLiam 9:51 PM: "How pressing is Moonman’s situation?”
otherLiam 9:51 PM: "If we waited until after you enact your endgame, would we still be able to help him?”
ARGdov 9:51 PM: "doubtfully”
Jos 9:52 PM: "I might look as a bad person but i wont save moonman”
Slinky stinks 9:52 PM: "I think moonmans situation atm is pretty bad”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:53 PM: "ʟɪᴀᴍ, ɪᴛ ɪs ᴜɴʟɪᴋᴇʟʏ.”
otherLiam 9:54 PM: "I figured, but thought it worth asking.”
Jos 9:54 PM: “If he is not the traitor, he wanted nocta cult to end, going agaisnt his objective delaying and bringing him to life again, will mean the work he has done would go to waste”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:54 PM: "ᴛʀᴜᴛʜꜰᴜʟʟʏ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɪɴ sɪᴛᴇ, ʀᴇꜰᴇʀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ 'sᴜʙsᴘᴀᴄᴇ’, ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀᴛɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ.”
Slinky stinks 9:54 PM: "And to enter the subspace”
Slinky stinks 9:54 PM: "You need to do your endgame plan”
Slinky stinks 9:54 PM: "Right?”
otherLiam 9:55 PM: "And we’d be delaying that by helping Moonman.”
otherLiam 9:55 PM: "That’s our situation, yes.”
Slinky stinks 9:55 PM: "Hmm”
otherLiam 9:55 PM: "That’s why I’m still somewhat on the fence.”
ADULT_LINK 9:55 PM: "hey, speaking of masks”
otherLiam 9:55 PM: "But it seems like the majority want to save him.”
Slinky stinks 9:55 PM: "Well, if we let moon die, he Might get Patremized”
ADULT_LINK 9:55 PM: "which ones do we have avaliable to us?”
otherLiam 9:56 PM: "I mean… all of them, save the Postman’s Hat, I’d assume.”
Slinky stinks 9:56 PM: "But if we don’t, nocta can do its thing faster”
otherLiam 9:56 PM: "Why do you ask?“
ADULT_LINK 9:56 PM: "just trying to think ahead”
Jos 9:56 PM: "i think nocta wouldn’t go faster if we do things without he noticing”
ADULT_LINK 9:56 PM: "figure if theres any masks we don’t have, might be a good idea to try to get them”
Jos 9:57 PM: "but at the same time, faster means more mistakes”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:57 PM: "ɴᴏᴄᴛᴀ ʜᴀs ʏᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜʙᴛʟᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇs ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜɪs sᴄʀɪᴘᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴀʀʀɪᴇʀs ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜʙsᴘᴀᴄᴇ. ɪɴ ꜰᴀᴄᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪs ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴜɴᴇᴀʀᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴘᴏʀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴘᴀᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏᴜʀ ɴᴇᴇᴅs. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴘᴀɴɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ꜰᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ.”
Slinky stinks 9:58 PM: "Nocta is pretty paranoid and stressed at he seems”
Slinky stinks 9:58 PM: "So a little bit more of that would make him more dangerous”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 9:59 PM: "ɪᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴜɴʟɪᴋᴇʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴜsᴀɢᴇ ɪs ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ 'ʙᴀɴ’ ᴍᴏᴏɴᴍᴀɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀsᴛ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ. ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴀʟʟɪᴇs— ᴍᴏᴏɴᴍᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ 'ʏᴜᴜᴋɪ'”
Jos 9:59 PM: "step by step, then hope panic can make him do errors, for much he wants to control his site like a perfect machine, he is still human and humans hates nerves”
Slinky stinks 10:00 PM: "What’s up with Yugi tho”
Slinky stinks 10:00 PM: "I just remembered”
ADULT_LINK 10:00 PM: "yknow i think it’d be really helpful if we could see our inventory lmao”
Slinky stinks 10:01 PM: "I think we have everything but the helpers hat tbh”
ADULT_LINK 10:01 PM: "keyword is think there”
Slinky stinks 10:02 PM: "Yeah…”
Slinky stinks 10:02 PM: "We should ask someone”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 10:03 PM: "ɪᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs ᴍʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴄᴜᴛ sʜᴏʀᴛ, ɪ ᴍᴜsᴛ ᴀᴅɪᴇᴜ. ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ. ɪ sɪɴᴄᴇʀᴇʟʏ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ.”
otherLiam 10:04 PM: "Take care.”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 10:04 PM: "ɪ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴅᴏ.”
Jos 10:04 PM: “Do it twice”
Jos 10:04 PM: "or trice”
otherLiam 10:08 PM: "There’s no need to wait for his return to decide. He could come back to us already having the hat, if we want.”
Mr t series good 10:08 PM: "Ok”
Slinky stinks 10:09 PM: "So we need to help him to retrieve the hat”
ADULT_LINK 10:09 PM: “"ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʙᴇɴᴇꜰɪᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɪᴛs’ ʀᴇᴛʀɪᴇᴠᴀʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ɪɴsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ, ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ꜰɪʀsᴛ sᴛᴇᴘ.””
ADULT_LINK 10:09 PM: "”ɪᴛ’s sɪᴍᴘʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ, ɪ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛ, ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ, ɪ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴍᴏᴏɴᴍᴀɴ. ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪsᴋ ɪs ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜs, ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ."”
Slinky stinks 10:09 PM: "Or to retrieve the hat for him”
ADULT_LINK 10:09 PM: "he said that IA had a hat”
ADULT_LINK 10:09 PM: "but i dont think that was the hat he wanted us to get”
ARGdov 10:09 PM: "its not”
ARGdov 10:09 PM: "I gtg but”
ARGdov 10:09 PM: "I think we should go for it”
ADULT_LINK 10:10 PM: "so we still need him to tell who has the hat/where it is”
ARGdov 10:10 PM: "also uh”
ARGdov 10:10 PM: "moonman may end up reading all this”
ARGdov 10:10 PM: "if we save him”
ARGdov 10:10 PM: "which I hope we do”
ADULT_LINK 10:10 PM: "also: vote to call our timeline Beta and theirs Alpha, so we can easily distinguish whats from what”
Slinky stinks 10:10 PM: "Ah yes”
Slinky stinks 10:10 PM: "I saw what you did there”
ADULT_LINK 10:11 PM: "or we could go futurama route and go 1 and A”
Slinky stinks 10:11 PM: "I like the beta and alpha better”
Slinky stinks 10:11 PM: "So, fast recap in JID”
otherLiam 10:13 PM: "Vote Now! [yeah boiii] [naw dawg]”
otherLiam 10:13 PM: "Democracy.”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 11:56 PM: "ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ?”
ADULT_LINK 11:56 PM: "yea, looks like more people support it than don't”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 11:57 PM: "ɢᴏᴏᴅ.”
Mr t series good 11:58 PM: "nice pfp ghost”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 11:59 PM: "ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇss: ᴀs sᴏᴏɴ ᴀs ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀʙʟᴇ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɪɴ sɪᴛᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀsᴛʀᴀʟ ᴏʙsᴇʀᴠᴀᴛᴏʀʏ. ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴇ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇsᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ.”
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