#in case I write more of this let’s tag it uhhhhh
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Mr. Fenton is a competent teacher. Almost too competent.
If Mr. Daniel Fenton had any more than a BS (with a minor in education), Tim would’ve flagged his profile as a potential Rogue. That’s the way of most charismatic academics, at least in Gotham. (Got a PhD? Instant watchlist.) Instead, he’s Gotham Academy’s newest celebrity, as a young, passionate, out-of-towner substitute while the chemistry teacher’s on maternity leave.
Tim gets the hype. Fenton seems to genuinely love teaching, and is invested in the welfare of the student body. He hands out bananas during exam week, hosts a “study habits seminar” each month to coach effective learning strategies, and the third time Tim falls asleep in his class, he even pulls Tim aside to ask if he’s doing okay. With all the late work he accepts and the protein bars he sneaks Tim, he’s every teen vigilante’s dream teacher. He could’ve been Tim’s favorite.
In fact, Mr. Fenton was Tim’s favorite. Up until Tim walks into Mr. Fenton’s chemistry classroom for a forgotten textbook, an hour after the final bell.
On the board where tallied scores for today’s review game had been kept, “THE CHEMISTRY BEHIND DR. CRANE’S FEAR GAS: ANXIOGENICS, NERI’S, & YOU,” is now scrawled. A detailed diagram of the human endocrine system projects in front of a small crowd of adoring and attentive students.
Fenton is wrist-deep in the skull cavity of an anatomical model. A short tug, and out pops the brain.
It’s plastic. It’s fake.
Tim identifies the nearest emergency exit.
Fenton turns to the door, and in the dark classroom with the projector illuminating half his face, his eyes almost seem to flash red. “What’s up, Tim?” he asks. His friendly grin is too big for his face. “I didn’t know you wanted to join the Just Science League!”
[OR: Danny’s a science teacher at Tim’s school. Gotham’s a pretty wild place, even for someone who grew up a superhero in a ghost-infested town, so he takes it upon himself to start a club teaching kids how to manage themselves in the event of a crisis. These Gothamites are pretty hardy, but a little extra training never hurt anybody! And he suspects one of his students might be a teen vigilante, like he’d been, back in the day. As a senior super, it's Danny’s duty look out for him! Surely, this is the subtlest and most appropriate way to give the kid pointers.]
[Tim immediately assumes supervillain.]
#Danny can’t help being creepy it’s just the way he’s built!!#I like to think Lancer did these things for Danny when he was in HS#and now Danny's emulating Lancer :)#Passing it on!#Tim is paranoid but also like he is SO CLOSE to graduating so like. Does he even want to report this shit to Batman. What if the next chem#teacher's a jerk and Tim fails the class and he never gets his stupid diploma. Bruce already is insisting he finish out HS and maybe get#an ABA before he's allowed back into the company#and Jesus Christ does Tim hate school. He'll worry about Mr. Fenton's burgeoning army of Science Honor Society Rogues on his own time#dcxdp#dpxdc#prompt#tim drake#danny fenton#in case I write more of this let’s tag it uhhhhh#misunderstood mentor au#kipwrite
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there's this odd commodification of greek myths. very strange and uncomfortable
#op#its weird. it feels like the combination of so many factors#i might elaborate when im a bit more coherent rn im just trying to write this essay#its about uhhhhh how much to believe catullus#its not but it is#it is about how much u can say catullus the poetic persona and catullus the person are the same how much you can derive the latter from the#former#using that funky guy as a case study on this mess of a topic on life writings and historiographical sources#i also put in like how much can you say catullus said this happened so it happened#but - while thats a more concrete topic- its also just. well thats the issue with a lot of sources#but that also means i can write more easily about it because i could just write up like various qualifications of sources to be trustworthy#and the course im writing this for is more about life writings and the position of the author in this#but its honestly a bit vague which also comes with the topic but that also means im just like. yeah. its vague innit#if any clutuals have thoughts on this let me know id be interested to read it#on both the actual post and these very long tags. bye bye now
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I've been tagged a few times, but I'm dumb and forgot who?? but thank you to my lovely @albonoooo for the most recent one lol
star sign: Libra! (Airies moon and Scorpio rising, i think)
favorite holiday: Halloween!!!!! Emos rise UP
last meal: goddammit it was another acai bowl
current favorite musician: oooooh this rotates pretty frequently. But I think if I really had to choose, maybe Bring Me The Horizon? We've been together for a long time.
last music listened to: Sin by Life After Youth is playing right now! Very brocedes coded to me
last movie watched: Part of the new Zac Efron movie, Iron Claw! Had to leave early, but what I saw was actually SUPER good???
last tv show watched: Stuck in a House MD hellhole atm
last book/fic finished: last book was The Empire of Gold by S.A. Chakraborty -- the third book in PHENOMENAL trilogy, def recommend. The last fic I finished was Choking on Your Alibis by GrandPrix (who might on tumblr???). All my fic recs come from @albonoooo's bookmark tabs hahahahahhaha
last book/fic abandoned: I don't think I've DNF'd anything recently? I tend to be picky to begin with, which helps.
currently reading: Oops, still The Art of Destiny by Wesley Chu, I've been preoccupied with uhhhhh motions vaguely towards computer.
last thing researched for writing/art/hyperfixation: Googling the time difference from Perth to Paris, like ten minutes ago.
favorite online fandom memory: Honestly probably @eyes-likepilotlights somehow finding one of my first posts, where I was asking for other f1 emos. Literally life changing I love her so much and owe her even more.
favorite old fandom you wish would drag you back in/have a resurgence: oh how I miss the golden age of sherlock fandom (the core memory of watching edits to the song Whispers? kill me)
favorite thing you enjoy that never had an active or big fandom, but you wish it did: I don't think Bungou Stray Dogs has a huge fandom, at least not in English. A lot of the art is from Russian creatives, which is both interesting and understandable.
tempting project you're trying to rein in/don't have time for: EMY HAS CONVINCED ME TO ALSO TRY WEB WEAVING AND IT'S HARD SO I'M LETTING IT REST WHILE I STRENGTHEN MY CREATIVE VISION
i feel like everyone I know has been tagged? Hitting @lattesqueeze and @eyes-likepilotlights just in case lol, and anyone else who hasn't been!!! I'll edit the post for u!!!!
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hiya! hey! welcome to my bog! my name is
Theodore Haiz Heartsword-Thyme
but you can just call me Haiz, really! i'm the bogkeep around here, so let me know if you need anything!
🍄 twitter
🍄 toyhou.se (overview of my OCs)
🍄 Ao3
🍄 Ko-fi (tip jar)
🍄 linktree
🍄pronoun cards: EN | NO
🍄 reblog sideblog @longlostpath
About Me And This Blog Under The Cut:
🌿 BEFORE WE DO ANYTHING ELSE WHAT ARE YOUR PRONOUNS??????
in english i like to use they/them and he/him, no particular preference!
when it comes to gendered terms i prefer gender neutral + gently masculine terms, or terms used in a gender neutral manner. i realise this leaves things up for interpretation, but frankly i don't want to overthink gender any more than i have to!
🌿 WHAT THE HECK IS A BOGKEEP
it's like a barkeep but for bogs! this particular bogkeep seems to be a mix of nøkken, huldra, vodník, and possibly a changeling. maybe a cat? i wouldn't worry about it
🌿 WHO'S THE BOGKEEP?
hi i'm haiz nice to meet you. you can also call me theo or teddy if you'd like <3
i'm in my age 25+ era! i gotta say, getting older kinda rules
i'm norwegian and czech and currently live in, uhhhhh sweden????? i just got here and i'm still getting used to it!
i've been many things, such as an art history student, a children's book illustrator, a volunteer for queer organizations, a hotel receptionist, And Many More. right now i am a watchmaker student. i hope to be even more things in the future!
i love to DRAW and sometimes WRITE and i have a lot of FEELINGS ABOUT THINGS
🌿 WHAT'S THIS BLOG FOR?
this is my personal blog where i post my art! i also post Thoughts and Feelings when the urge strikes me. you can't really get one without the other, i have no way to Contain all of this!!
i post both Original Work and Fanart. the fandoms i dabble in tend to be a little obscure, but if you're reading this, chances are you've found me through one of them. thank you for enjoying my work <3
i also post photos sometimes!??!!??
i've had this blog since 2011/2012! it's a bit of an archive. i don't mind if you root around in the old stuff, just keep in mind that it's old!
sometimes i reblog unicorns as they are a Personal Motif of mine, but pretty much all other reblogs go to my sideblog, @longlostpath
i have two other sideblogs - one for funky fashion and the intricacies of having a body @ishallwearcosmos
and a sky blog @whentheskydoesthething
🌿 WHAT ARE THE TERMS AND CONDITIONS?
this is my personal space and i decide what goes on here.
i block the following: people who engage in bad faith, people who disrespect my humanity or that of my peers, people acting awful on my posts.
i have no wish to publicly participate in the Discourses. do not mistake this for neutrality or a lack of principles - i feel very strongly about inclusion, compassion, boundaries, personal growth, the vast diversity of human experiences, and the inherent messiness of being a person. i enjoy good faith discussions, but i prefer to have them in private.
anonymous asks are turned off. if you send an ask you don't want me to publish, just let me know!
i do my best to tag common triggers but i cannot promise 100% consistency.
likewise, i do my best to write image descriptions for the art i post, but due to personal inacessibilities it's a little sporadic. i write them in the alt text when i do.
🌿 CAN I USE YOUR ART FOR -
headers/icons/digital decoration?
- yes! just please credit me somewhere. anything that's just fun personal use and not in any way profiting off of my work is a-ok! in fact i am flattered and honored
tattoos?
- please ask me first! a lot of my work is of OCs, commissioned, or otherwise very personal - so it's a case by case decision!
real life wall decoration?
- i do have a redbubble, but it's a little limited in scope - mostly because a lot of my work is fanart of other people's property. if there's something i've made you want to see on there, let me know and i'll see what i can do! as for fanart - i'm honestly okay with people printing their own prints for their personal blorbo shrines or whatever, as long as it's not for profit! if you contact me i can even share a hi-res version of the art with you ;3c
anything AI- or blockchain related?
- nope! any use of my work in this context is without my permission.
#art#digital art#meet the artist#the bogkeep#bogsona#new intro post <3#image description in alt text
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20 Questions For Fic Writers
@ofdemonsandangels tagged me! I don't get on this site much anymore so idk if this has gone around at all but if you're a writer who's reading this and you have time to burn, pls feel free to answer these questions for yourself!
also i didn't bother linking any stories so just uh here's the link to my portfolio
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
232 but I need to note that at least 31 of those are drabbles (that I couldn't put into one multi-chapter bc of the varied ships)
2. What's your total AO3 wordcount?
2,002,567 (what the fuck) but I also need to note that several of these are stories in at least two languages and that some of these are not written with the Latin alphabet system so the word count would be different in those
3. What fandoms do you write for?
g witch is my homebase rn! but I'd love to be able to write at least one ffxv fic again next year which is the biggest collection of fics in my ao3 rn. briefly I was also active in sk8 and even more briefly in hadesgame (but that's not counting the pre-pandemic years)
4. What are your top five fics by kudos?
HUH my ffxv fics have been completely nudged out of place! :ooo this is a surprise but hygge remains unbeatable since I published it uhhhhh 2017? it's a 30-day fic challenge where the brodinsons settle into earth following the events of ragnarok so that's why it's so popular I guess. the next fics are (from most to least) お持て成し omotenashi, weather report (the only hadesgame fic, the others are sk8), 浮世 ukiyo and save the date.
5. Do you respond to comments?
absolutely! they took the time to let me know their thoughts, I need to honor their generosity. THO I did delete some anon hate once bc my friends told me it's not worth it to engage and my friends are much smarter than me so
6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
HUH man idk. like I define angst so differently than others (most people: liv why is this so angsty??? me: it's not???) but off the top of my head, the meeting on the turret stairs? mostly bc it's unresolved forbidden love gladnis and I really upped the ante there…i don't remember if it's to match the tone of the original artwork or if it was a client decision
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
there's a lot!!!! I'm not just all bittersweet stuff, I can tell other stories, I swear, but most of them are probably gladnis stuff but uh…if you filter my portfolio to just the fluff category, it's probably all of those there
8. Do you get hate on your fics?
HAHA oh man. so that anon hate, right? it was that time I posted my first guesulemio fic (forget me nots is the title) and I woke up to like 5-7 anon comments who got upset that I tagged it as sulemio (never mind that I also tagged it as polyamory but ehh there's a certain type of ao3 readers, right? we all know this) and like, 1 other anon baby later on in the day when I refused to remove the sulemio tag bc it was a fic where guel, suletta and miorine weren't a closed triad yet. to be fair, that was a fairly educational experience! I read up on some reddit stuff about tagging ot3 fics and while some people don't mind if the all-encompassing ot3 tag was used indiscriminately, other people, especially in the cases of open triads or where one corner of the triangle is missing, would love to know what subship of the ot3 they're going to expect going in. anyway that was the first and only fic I locked away from public bc lord do the anon babies have a lot of time in their hands (not a lot of reading capacity tho)
surprisingly the one before this—not hate, just disappointment—was a fic where gladio married that rando woman (we're talking about ffxv now) he mentioned in the hammerhead camp prior to the insomnia chapter. that's the woman that only exists in the English localization. the ending was that they got married in spite of gladio and ignis' committed relationship so there's basically three of them now. and people apparently hated that even tho one of the points I wanted to make with that fic was how gladio and ignis would always be together no matter what happens 🤷🏻♀️
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
what do you mean what kind isn't smut is smut is smut???? I mean yes I do write smut but damn if I know what kind of smut???? it's just smut?????
10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?
YES I love crossovers!!! of the ones posted on ao3, I think it might be joche in ffxv? mostly bc I couldn't fuse a lot of the lores together (kaoru was a lucian locked out of insomnia when Regis put up the wall, Kojiro was an altissian, that's it) but I do have one fic that I deleted from ao3 which is basically suikoden characters and events in the lore of pacific rim. and it's not on ao3 rn bc you could really tell I was just pulling shit out of my ass, it was all so bad and jarring 😂😂😂
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
MAN idk like i highly doubt it but I also don't take the time to find out you know?
12. Have you ever had a fic translated
ooh yes, two yeses in fact! mog (and ulan??) have translated some of my filipino fics to english but there was also a stranger who asked if they could translate one of my hadesgame!patrochilles ficlets (patience) into russian! that was very thrilling. and then just recently, I joined a guesule advent calendar project in Japan and the friend who invited me told me to give them a machine translation of my ficlet and they would go over it and clean it up to make it more readable to the jp audience. that ficlet isn't up on ao3 yet (it's on pixiv) but man I gotta remember to ask the project organizer if they would mind if I uploaded it there
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
YEAHHHH we never finished it tho!! it was a friend I made on some final fantasy rpg yahoo group and it was going to be a retelling of ff7 or smth? I don't remember much else, this was during ff.net's heydays.
14. What's your all-time favorite ship?
clerith. which i have barely written for (I mean i used to write them a lot back when I was still some 13yo anti-cloti lmao) but if we're talking about like based on recent fic counts and productivity and stuff, gladnis.
15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
oh man, I got this zares reincarnation au going that I got distracted from with ghost of tsushima and then now g witch (it's the "I'll get back to this after xyz" kinda thing) and I'd LOVE to finish it! I know I will, I have a 99% wip-finishing rate, but I'll need to replay hadesgame to get some voices and inspo back, you know?
16. What are your writing strengths?
I have the brain of a project manager, hence the 99% wip-finishing rate.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
I can hardly write or even translate if i hear sounds! whether it's the TV or the radio or if it's someone talking to me, I can't do it bc I can't hear my own words
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?
IF IT MAKES SENSE ABSOLUTELY I was soooo happy when I got guel and lauda to speak in my hokkien bc they're Chinese in the Manila au I have but also like, since the pov is guel (or miorine, who's also Chinese in that au), it makes sense to me for him to hear and understand the dialogue in the language. but if it's say like suletta who's filipino through and through? I would just write it like "meanwhile, Guel and Miorine are speaking in Chinese and, though Suletta doesn't understand a word, she can tell from the tension on their jaws that no one is happy". and also like, yes, especially for us multilinguals, I say we should flex our knowledge, but these dialogues need to get translated in the common language, too. if it's just purely flexing without understanding, then it makes no sense to even use a different language in the first place
19. First fandom you wrote for?
it was rpf 💪🏽
20. Favorite fic you've written?
lol pls I have the memory of a goldfish when it comes to my fics. as soon as it's done (and optionally up on ao3), I forget about it as I'm writing a new story. but like…I don't finish or share a story that I made that I don't like. every one of those that I declared finished is bc I was satisfied with them and wouldn't change a thing about them
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Tagged by @earthspirit10
What book are you currently reading? bold of you to assume I read anything other than fics, and bold of you to assume those last more than three hours
What's your favourite movie you saw in theatres this year? there is covid why would I go to a theater- also those bitches 'spensive and we got pirating
What do you usually wear? turtleneck (preferably sleeveless) or t-shirt and something printed. Hawaiian shirts <3 and also pants I don't walk around snazzy on the top and butt ass naked on the bottom I promise
How tall are you? uhhhhh I don't remember but I think it's 163 cm (5'3.5" because I'm sadly imperial system </3)
What's your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event? maybe I'm have famous, but funny story about the person who tagged me: they and my brother share a birthday. And our birthdays are two days apart lmao I am also a pisces, probably
Do you go by your name or a nickname? legal name is always the full thing and I despise all the shortenings, cool illegal name I enjoy nicknaming unless I hate you in which case full thing and preferably don't talk to me
Did you grow up what you wanted to be when you were a child? I am a child so who fuckin knows, but also that won't happen even if I do grow up because I never made plans XD
Are you in a relationship? If not, who is your crush if you have one? *points at Pho* that one
What's something you're good at vs something you're bad at? I'd say I'm okay at writing and bad at math
Dogs or cats? cats <3
If you draw/write, or create in any way, what's your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year? also "we are but two far dumbasses longing for hugs" because. I mean. Come on. No context but Pho knows what I'm talking about :) oh, also, that one poem that Pho also knows and nobody else does
What’s something you would like to create content for? writing the canon for my goddamn story instead of drinking aus for breakfast please god let me have focus
What’s something you’re currently obsessed with? ballet (which I will never do 'cause I got a fucked up knee but it's so PRETTY), magic and how to somewhat sciencify it, Pho's tsu which they so rudely won't give me any juicy info on how dare they
What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year? I was so ready to fill plotholes and then proceeded to not so that's something
What’s a hidden talent of yours? popcorn spine
Are you religious? nah
What’s something you wish to have at this moment? Focus
I tag no one
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Updated pinned post!!
previous url: @hopelessromanticfanperson05 :) (i kept the url on another blog in case i ever wanted it again)
The list of alters and a little about each of us will be posted below the basic blog information after the keep reading
We tag our posts with whoever is in the front and made the post, so our latest posts can be an indicator
We will also write whoever is fronting here
Currently fronting: quill
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So we decided some basic blog information as well as a DNI was very much needed so uhhhhh yeah
• yes we are a system! As of now we are a system of 20+ alters. not medically recognized or diagnosed but most likely osdd-1b
• if unsure who’s fronting, refer to us as cloud with they/them or it/its pronouns. Same thing if it’s a lot of us together, unless you’re wanting to speak to a specific alter
• adults can interact and follow just don’t be creepy a lot of us are minors and the body is as well
• you can always send asks and dm’s! If we don’t answer don’t feel discouraged we can be super forgetful (anon asks are on btw)
• you can ask for your triggers to be tagged and I will do my absolute best to remember
• we are on tumblr fairly often and more often than not wayyyyy past the time we should be asleep
• we also have discord, if you’d rather message there! However that is mutuals only
• be mindful of the littles. We try not to let them front on their own but it’s not always possible. Do not even think about hurting them. You will regret it.
• mutuals you are allowed to reblog any selfies we might post at any given time. Unless it’s tagged otherwise :)
• these are also some of our main interests that will be posted about ^-^: conan gray, extraordinary attorney woo, grey’s anatomy, dsmp (not often but neo does enjoy it and we also have a fictive from it), toh (raeda or raine mostly tbh) , heartstopper/oseman universe, spy x family, bluey, and others that i can’t quite remember 🥲
• these are also some sideblogs we’d like to share with the general public:
- @hopelessromanticyearns (yearning blog, hardly used as of lately. well as of awhile)
- @conangraymorelikeconanslayyy (conan gray fanpage, active from time to time, mostly reblogs however)
- @quills-creative-corner (writing blog, have a few fics posted, only used when both inspiration and time coexist, so once in a blue moon-)
- @local-mushroom-enthusiast (alyx’s blog that xe forgets about every time xe fronts. mostly mushrooms but i think xe does post some other stuff too from time to time
https://astronomy-two-worlds-apart.tumblr.com/post/674871311662759936/these-two-are-just-more-of-alyx-courtesy-of-yours
(idk how to change the name of a link but the above link is to a post of picrews of almost everyone)
And just a couple don’t’s because it seems necessary
Don’t ask about our trauma. We might make vent posts about it but don’t ask. Unless you are a trusted mutual we probably won’t open up about it either
Don’t reblog any posts tagged “vent” or “vent ish” it makes all of us uncomfy
DNI if you’re a pedophile, transphobe, homophobe, TERF, exclusionist, porn blog, racist, and/or engage in syscourse (not comfortable talking about it)
Please like this post if you’re a new follower to make sure you’re aware of everything :)
That’s it. Welcome to our blog lads!! :D
Quill, 18, check bio for pronouns and names (host)
I front the most, and I am absolutely obsessed with space. I’m autistic too. I love the idea of a cute romance but I am aromantic and mostly incapable of romance. Ignore the hopeless romantic though and you have a completely insane person <3 Anyways. Hey :)
Alyx, 19, xe/xem (co-host)
I am almost always close to the front in case something were to come up, and I have an accent when I talk, but we don’t mention it. Um let’s see what else. Oh yeah, Ximena is my girlfriend. Mushroom enthusiast!!!
Zym, 23, ey/em
Uh, basically I’m the bad influence around our littles, but I make sure they’re doing alright and honestly I just like to live life as we go. That’s about it
Ximena, 22, she/they/sun
I take care of our littles and sometimes have to intervene for our not so littles. I really enjoy reading and maybe just having a nice relaxing day, although dating Alyx doesn’t make it all that easy (I’m kidding love you babe)
Emmy, 8, she/her
I like to talk. Some peoples say I talk a lot. I no know but maybe. I really really like stuffed animals and dolls are fun :DD
Caspian, 4, he/him, lava/lavas and quack/quacks
He likes Minecraft. He really likes this stuffed penguin we have and also this one bear. He is nonverbal, and he doesn’t type. You will probably never interact with him
Dee, 13, he/they
Hello. I am kinda shy and not good with people. I tend to be very in touch with my emotions, especially the negative ones. I enjoy quiet time alone for the most part, but talking to the host’s friends can be interesting as well.
Orion, 12, he/she
Hi! I front especially when our host is experiencing a lot of overwhelming negative emotions and I have a very positive attitude towards a lot of things. I really enjoy hanging out with Dee and I like painting :)
Jess, 10, she/they/it
She is selectively mute, and while they can type it is choosing not to in this moment. She is terrified of meeting new people and might not want to talk unless a previous relationship with our system has been established. And I’ll let them say more later
Asa, 20 ish, he/him
Hello. I am a demon. I am very proper in speech and while I am not actually 20 years old, my appearance is of such. I enjoy reading and spend a lot of time alone.
Autumn, ??, it/its
What is up people. I am not human and I am very slightly chaotic you might get annoyed honestly but I hope none of you mind. And I like sleeping I mean can you blame me
Willow, 17, he/him
I hardly ever front, I spend a lot of time deep in the headspace. But I do like drawing
Jay, 20, he/they
Hey, what’s up. I’m not human. I really like photography and scaring people, it’s quite fun. I tend to mess with Neo a whole lot, he’s really easy to pick on (in a friendly manner though)
Janus, 23, he/him
Hello, I’m a introject of Janus from sanders sides. I enjoy playing video games and I don’t tend to front often
Neo/Campfire, 17, she/they/he (co-host)
Hey hey!! I enjoy photography and cooking too. I am typically close to the front and can be found fronting often with Quill. I’m also really into mcyt :))
Evan, 20, he/him
Okay well hey what’s up. I’m really into sports and technological things, such as coding. I enjoy spending my free time exercising and also setting up pluralkit on discord because no one else bothers to learn how to
Will, 24, he/him and ey/em
Hello. I’m Will. I’m a Wilbur Soot introject. You can speak of my source I don’t exactly mind. I am unapologetically loud and will be annoying after awhile. I like to play video games and sleep as well
Grape, 7-12 age slider, any neopronouns or she/her
Hi there!! I’m Grape. I really like making crafts and gardening. I am not good at math or any school subject really. I like meeting new people and I like to talk a lot
Calliope (Cali), 16, she/they
Hello. I will steal all the gender if you wish me to. I like to be amongst nature and honestly I’m quite awkward a lot of times.
Dr Bellum, 24, they/them
Hello. Yes I’m a doctor bellum fictive. I don’t know what to really say here. I don’t mind being compared to my source or mentions of my source.
Dark/mist, no age, it/its and ne/nem
i am bodily in the innerworld an actual just like dark cloud like creature. very unemotional and highly protective. don’t screw up idiots.
Sombra, unknown age, they/it/he
yeah yeah my name is just shadow but in spanish. anywyas i am an alter mainly devoid of emotions, i make tonsss of spelling mistakes and also won’t hesitate to come for you if you commit a fuck up.
rizo/ricitos, 15/16, she/he
most likely a factive. she does struggle with english a lot and usually will not front alone in case he makes some mistakes while trying to talk with people. fun and bubbly personality, mostly very sociable. however she struggles with getting ideas across in a conversation
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And that’s all of us at the moment. some alters don’t have an introduction due to their reasons but otherwise everything is updated. Feel free to ask us any questions we’ll try our best not to forget about the ask lol
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Get To Know The Writer!
——— BASICS! ♡
(PEN)NAME: Noise
PRONOUNS: They / Them
ZODIAC SIGN: Virg.o
TAKEN OR SINGLE: I am a single parent to a gremlin cat. I also have a dog and another cat, but when do I ever talk about them sorry my fur children I should not have a favorite, but I do.
——— THREE FACTS! ♡
I am fairly/decently tattooed (verging on heavily tattooed, I think most would argue)? I think that’s something most people don’t know or assume about me (unless you’ve seen me, then, of course, it’s the first thing everyone notices). I have a lot of tattoos so I won’t describe/go over all of them (most of them are nerdy though). But the most obvious/largest one I have is my full sleeve (entire left arm), and that one is of Ok.ami! My favorite one, though, is on my thigh because I’m biased, and it’s a decently sized heart with a scene from K.iki’s Delivery service in it/things that reference it, but Lily and Jiji (the cats from Kiki’s) are colored/drawn as my two cats instead (their names are Elise and Bella and I love them very much gfheudhg)! And my most recent one is a pretty large Sailor Moo.n (Luna) inspired one on my calf (I got it done, unintentionally, like the day before we went into lockdown here and I still think about how that’s the last time I left my house other than to walk the dog and for the essentials, obviously dshjgjfy).
A lot of you know this already, but I sew/know how to sew (largely self taught)! I mainly do cosplay stuff for myself now, and sometimes make cosplays for friends (if I love them enough ghufdihrudk). But there was a period of my life where I was doing it professionally/as a job. I had my own business, and used to make and sell plushies (mainly at conventions, and would do several conventions in a year. Free fun fact from that, but my best con was actually in Canada, of which I am not from nor do I live in, but because of that I have a business license/Tax number in Canada. Used to get invites to events in Canada all of the time and I had to tell them I don’t live there gfudrkugfgrfdr)!
This is so very difficult. I’m out of facts and trying to come up with things you guys don’t already know ifdshliuf. Uhhhhh, on the more personal side/less fun side I guess, but I was on a learning plan (I honestly forget the actual term for it - basically it’s for when you struggle with a certain subject and have to take extra classes for it or are given accommodations for it because it’s difficult for you) throughout most of school/prior to college for - writing, actually (believe it or not gifdljhgkgrt)! I was often told how terrible I was at it/that I would never get better at it because the school system can be awful, but I enjoyed it, and was a very stubborn child so I kept at it anyway! Eventually I was taken off of it in high school entirely because of my own efforts. So, I just want to say: never let people tell you that you’re incapable of something/can’t do something/don’t let people bring you down! If you love something, and get enjoyment out of it, you should do it regardless of what others think/believe! And be kind/supportive to creatives (including yourself - so very much including yourself, you’re wonderful and deserving of respect and praise for doing what you do). It can take so much courage to write or draw or sew or sculpt a single thing (and you should be proud of that thing, even if it doesn’t live up to what you wanted, because what really matters is that you had the courage to do it at all)! There’s often so much going on behind the scenes that you’re not aware of, and you never know where, when, or how someone started off in something (so even if something seems easy for someone now, it likely wasn’t when they started and still might not be)!
——— EXPERIENCE! ♡
I can’t recall when I started role-playing exactly (I’ve been writing, in general, since I could hold a pen). It’s been years, but I started with OCs on forums and with friends (in high school I had a group of friends that I would trade around a physical notebook with where we would write replies - one time, for a friend’s birthday, I had owed them a reply for a really long time, so we wrapped it up and them put it in five or so boxes, all of which were also wrapped, and gave it to them. It was a good time haha. Gosh I’m so old). Before eventually moving to tumblr. Most of my older/oldest OCs are still around on my general multi (August being the oldest, but a decent chunk of the OCs on that blog are pretty old). The first canon character I wrote was, I believe, Steven St.one from P.okemon. As far as Lucifer is concerned, I’m a few days away from this blog being seven months old!
——— MUSE PREFERENCE! ♡
I’m not quite certain what my preference is to be honest! I enjoy writing both OCs and canon characters. I tend to favor characters I’m more emotionally invested in since I tend to be on the shy/more withdrawn side of things so it’s easier for me to interact with others/reach out to others when I’m more invested in a muse! A lot of it can depend on my mood as well, certain characters are easier for me to write depending on how I’m feeling ( but there are muses I find easy to write regardless of how I’m doing). And how comfortable I feel with/on my dash also plays a fairly decent role in my preference, as well! And I enjoy running both single and multi-muse blogs, though most of my blogs are multis (but having a single muse blog is so nice). As far as archetypes go, I think I don’t favor one as much as I used to, but I still write a lot of white-haired muses haha. As far as gender goes, I tend to write male identifying muses most often.
——— FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT! ♡
FLUFF: I love and adore all things soft. Obviously it’s easier with certain muses than others (Lucifer lends himself well to fluff, but I have muses, like L.ucilius, who do not). I’m always down to write fluffy things, and very much enjoy it! I like and favor happy/soft content! I like seeing muses get closer, and living their lives and I’m always excited to see characters happy/finding out what they enjoy/spending time with others and learning about them/letting characters live their lives (especially in Lucifer’s case because, well, you know haha. If Cy.games won’t let him be happy I will simply have to do it myself).
ANGST: I like angst to a certain extent. I’m not into super heavy angst that has a bad/unhappy outcome, and doesn’t serve much of a purpose beyond being angsty. But angst that allows characters to develop is wonderful, and expected. And I love the recovery period. Writing muses addressing and living with their actions or learning how to cope with them - how their past or how what’s happened impacts their day to day lives and how they think/what bothers them/their actions/how it becomes a part of them, and what it takes for them to grow. Or how it deepens their relationship with another, and the comfort that comes with it. I enjoy angst that has a happy/meaningful ending.
SMUT: It tends to be very case-by-case by with me. I may write it with certain muses (of mine) and not with others. I may be open to writing it with certain ship partners, and not with others, as well. I will/can write it, but it depends on my comfort level (and it is by no means a deal breaker if you chose to write or not write it). Generally speaking, it largely depends on how comfortable I am with the mun I’m writing with, and with my own muse that’s involved. So I might write it from time to time/it could come up, and there might be other times where I’m not comfortable/confident (and fading to black/time skipping is also a-okay with me, especially if you’re interested in exploring the aftermath/comfort that follows it, but not actually writing the smut part of that out). Though, keep in mind, when it comes to actually writing it out on my end, I’m more invested and interested in the emotional aspect that intimacy tends to bring with it/how it impacts the relationship (before, during, and after), and that does tend to be what I focus on when I write it (because I just find that part of it interesting to explore because my favorite things to write are character and relationship development). So, long story short, I’m selective with it.
PLOT / MEMES: Both are good! You’re always welcome to turn an ask or meme into a thread, and I find that it’s easier to start threads through asks/memes than it is through starters/a starter call so I very much enjoy them! But plotting is also nice, and I enjoy it! Sometimes, though, I have a million ideas, and it goes super well, and other times my head is completely empty and I have no thoughts whatsoever. But plotting also tends to make writing a starter/interacting easier, and also leads to interesting threads! So, I’m open to both!
tagged by: @cirocchio (thank you)!
tagging ( if you want to do this, but no pressure if you don’t! ): @cxffexngel, @anamnaesis, @hartblooms, @shymaidxn, @unladylikc, @whisperonn, @dcpraved, @synnthos, @caelumsaltator, @againthemartyr, @eternalwhite!
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So you're saying you don't think "underage" fic is gross. Is that what youre saying?
well, no. yuck. what i’m saying is, what exactly and specifically do we want to happen?
there should not be explicit fic about underage characters, got it. so what age can they not be under? 18? 16? what country’s laws regarding the age of consent do we prioritize? like, i think it’s gross that the age of consent is 16 in some places, but i’m an american, so i would, wouldn’t i? so ok, what if we hedged it a bit and put the age as like, 14? that way it’s not little kids, it’s all teenagers. but no, gross, 14-year-olds are children. fun fact: so are 16-year-olds. they are also children.
what about fic about two teenagers having a consensual encounter? should all romantic or sexual fic have to be about adults only? your answer to this may very well be “yes,” and that’s completely valid. a teenager writing fic might disagree. somebody who’s a big fan of a show that’s about a bunch of teenagers might disagree. should there be an adults-only section on the site? there’s already a “stop, you have to be 18″ box to check before you can access explicit fic, so how do we verify a user’s age? they can just lie about their age and click through anyway. you have to be 18 to make a youtube account and i’ve had one since i was 13. i remember very deliberately choosing a new birth year when it asked for my birthdate.
then you get to slightly greyer areas like large age gaps, or heavy role play between consenting adults. i have absolutely witnessed fic that’s clearly written to be CP, but it’s tagged as age play. so like, for all intents and purposes this is CP, but if you roll in like “hey, this is fucked up,” they can be like, “oh, so you read this picturing actual children, sicko?? you have a problem with two adults doing shit in the bedroom??? how dare you!!! don’t like don’t read!!!”
it’s kind of like on porn sites, how they make like nasty inc*st stuff but call it “stepmom” or whatever, like oh, they’re not actually related! sure, joseph, thanks for covering all your bases
so we can’t ban kinks. or can we? should we limit depictions of serious addictions or domestic abuse too? torture, or even body horror? these are generally accepted to be dark content.
i’m not trying to engage in whataboutism, i’m naming actual, relevant questions about shit that’s disturbing in real life (no offense to kink people who follow codes of consent and conduct) and can be incredibly upsetting to encounter online. shit that i can’t imagine wanting to read, let alone write.
these are the questions that we, you, i, people pro-a*3 and people anti-a*3, are all asking, and not a single one of us can or should answer them unilaterally.
so it’s like, oh, okay, so there should be no oversight at all? should there be no rules? no, obviously, that would be horrible, i don’t trust any of these fuckers to conduct themselves civilly. so there should be some rules, but not too many rules. that’s what we have now, and clearly the way things are now isn’t working because a lot of users are reasonably very upset.
should there be a voting system, and rules are set by a popular vote? should certain words be flagged and you can’t post the fic with that word in it? should there be a thing where when you post a fic, you have to select the ages of each character and that’s listed at the top of the fic? what if they age during the fic? should there be a flagging function, where you report someone for not using sufficient tags? users will find workarounds for all of this. you know they will. so mods will have to be very specific about the rules and introduce, like, a vetting system for it. which is a lot more manpower and a lot more chances for subjective judgments.
all of the above is why it operates on a tagging system instead. i’m gonna be real, i only go on a*3 to read comments on my own shit lmao, and even when i did go on there more often i never went in the tags searching for fic. so is there a blacklist function? is there a flagging function?
if there is a flagging function, maybe they make it so that if the flagged user has violated the rules, their account is suspended and their fic made private for the duration and until they add necessary tags.
cool, a compromise. but uh-oh, it turns out Mod A agrees that this fic is n*ncon, but Mod B thinks it’s just vague, not n*nconsensual, and doesn’t feel comfortable banning the fic. or it turns out User didn’t post anything flaggable, they were reported by somebody who is targeting them for some reason, or by someone who is more stringent about n*ncon than somebody else would be, like, it’s gotta be enthusiastic and verbal consent or else it’s skirting the edges too much.
it’s like, we’ve already witnessed censorship (please take this word usage gently, i know it’s touchy but it’s the word to use here) being a problem here on tumblr with their stupid nipple ban. there’s a double standard regarding whose nipples are explicit and whose are kosher for public consumption. people have to appeal their shit getting flagged and sometimes nothing gets fixed regardless. i’m sure other people are pleased that there’s less of a chance of them accidentally scrolling past a picture of a hard dick at work.
so you get it, this is a problem that’s more complicated than “all of x should be banned and if you post it there’s something wrong with you,” a belief you’re more than entitled to hold but can’t base, like, fanfic legislation off of. you get it you get it.
you get it, but like, what is the fucking deal with those “fandom moms” who go off on soliloquies about the days of old or whatever the fuck whenever this topic comes up? what about the weirdos who are like, “what’s next, banning gay fic????” yeah, if we allow gay marriage you can marry a tree, that’s how it works, thanks tiffany.
but no, the reason they do this is NOT that they think lgbtq content is comparable in any way to CP. the reason they do this is that this exact problem has taken place on every site that has ever hosted fic. and many previous sites did think lgbtq content was comparable to CP. it was categorized as adult content and hidden.
that’s why a*3 exists in the first place. it was to avoid godmodding and absolutism. it’s supposed to be more or less self-governed. i don’t want there to be CP on a*3 any more than you do, but i also don’t trust randos to decide what is and isn’t acceptable content. this topic is not new.
i’m in support of stronger government regulation in real life because it can be argued that certain actions and systems violate human rights. everybody deserves food and shelter, for example. the same can’t be argued in this case because some creep writing CP doesn’t violate my rights. i find it offensive and i don’t think they should be writing it, but my right to click the back button is intact. there is no institution making it impossible or even difficult for me to not read fanfiction. the creep could just as reasonably argue that their right to post what they want is being affected.
why is this response so long? is it because i can’t shut up? yes, but also because this is a complex issue and that’s why nobody has taken significant action on it.
people are also big mad.
i’ve never understood this impulse to see somebody not doing a thing you want them to do and assume it’s out of malice or incompetence, anyway. i don’t know anybody who volunteers for a*3 but it’s my assumption that given the choice to have us all pissed at them, or have us all not pissed at them, they would choose to have us not be pissed at them. it just seems like the reasonable reaction to have. and like, i’d be pretty shocked to part the kimono and find out they’re all CP-loving gargoyles and a*3 actually stands for A lot Of child abus3. that is the reason i have not been like, “fuck a*3.” because what are they supposed to do, you know?
there’s no simple or inarguably morally right solution here. the princess is in another castle. just post fic on tumblr, i guess? make another hosting site that’s exactly like a*3 but romantic characters can only be like, 21?
i actually think the legal age in the US should be raised to 21, not joking. your brain literally and biologically isn’t finished developing at 18. teenagers lack the world experience to make decisions that adults make.
somewhere there is an 18-year-old or a person who moved out and became self sufficient at 18 who hates this sentiment. there’s a teenager in an abusive home who would be intensely demoralized by the prospect of having to remain beholden to these people for three more years.
and there’s a parent who is relieved to know that their kid can’t be preyed on by army recruiters for three more years. there’s a person who got into a car crash with a teenager who misjudged whether or not they could make a turn who’s like, yeah, she could probably have benefited from a few more years.
nothing is as simple as it should be. i agree with you, but i’m not willing to pass blanket judgments with regards to actions that should be taken. and honestly, given how little i actually go on the site, i don’t even have a dog in this fight. so all my opinions on it are moot anyway.
(side note, if you are in an abusive home and you can’t make your own bank account, or if your bank account is monitored by your abusive parents, maybe try venmo? you can get a debit card that pulls directly from your venmo balance. a surprising number of places accept venmo payments, and this way you can save up money in secret.)
anyway uhhhhh seeya
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7,16, and 28 for the creator ask thing?
7: What is something you want to develop in your future creations?
ooh, I think it would be really cool to have something of a "signature writing style"! I also want to do more editing/special effects stuff with my cosplays!
16: List some creators that always inspire you with their creations and talent!
we are going to be here all night skdjffjsghsf but alright *cracks knuckles* let's go
first off I gotta say you! Bee, your art is amazing and so pretty and always makes me so happy!!
let's see, @thefingergunsgirl always has such raw and emotional writing and I love it; @purp-man is an incredible writer/artist/cosplayer and definitely one of the people who inspired me to actually write (also ngl I've re-read their fic To Tend Thee Is My Care so many times I've lost count, vvv much recommend it!); random_phandoms. on tiktok is a huge inspiration and one of the biggest reasons I started doing cosplay tiktoks; @not-so-innocent-bi-sander is an amazing writer and just such a cool person; uhhhhh I'm blanking here and I know I'm missing so many more fan creators but honorable mention to the creators of every fandom I'm in (Sanders Sides, the Averno universe, Welcome to Night Vale, The Magnus Archives, Death by Dying, The Strange Case of Starship Iris, etc) and several bigger fan creators who I'm too afraid to tag (specifically impatentpending and tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors, whose works always just blow me away). I think that's about everyone I can think of rn but it's definitely not all of them! and also I know it says specifically creators but all of my friends, regardless of if they're content creators or not, are such a huge inspiration to me to keep going.
28: A (or some) creation(s) by other creator(s) that inspire you and that you always find yourself coming back to!
I know this probably means a fellow fan content creator but,,,Welcome to Night Vale. one hundred percent, my answer to this is Welcome to Night Vale. it's just. had such a profound impact on my life. I have no idea where I'd be if I hadn't branched out and decided to give it a try last year, but it's such an important part of who I am. heck, I literally have a list of favorite episodes organized by "listen to this one if you're feeling sad/afraid/upset/need comfort/etc." so. yeah. my answer is wtnv.
sorry this got so long lol but ty for the ask!!
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ok perth u probably didn't see the oneus cb yet but i gotta give u my thoughts please take my thoughts.
black mirror: it feels a little atrocious and cheesy and i actually love it like it's just a catchy song!! they could have gone harder but i'm okay with it. the mv is VERY valkyrie which is cute but also boring. none of the shots really wowed me also rbw tanked their budget for this cb.. and some of their fits suck. for me this is a step up from banbakbulga though
connect with us: letdown letdownnnn i would honestly rather listen to the outro version of this song. there is no movement there is no buildup. but xion has a verse so 🥰🥰 i guess
polarity: THIS IS THE ONE.. catchy as hell mwah
happy birthday: save me. save them. the chorus is nice honestly and i like this producer but the aggressively heterosexual corny english interjections really took me out of the vibe.. it's not my birthday i'm not your girlfriend shut up shut uppppp
valkyrock: mixed feelings bc it really just feels like valkyrie with poorly arranged hard guitar in the bg there were some weird instrumental choices too. it serves its purpose which is to be a cool concert remix. there are some cool moments tho especially with the main guitar which i can only assume is kanghyun just shredding it good for him. could have gone harder with the rock concept
so overall this cb... just okay. i'm okay with it! it's def not a come back home or a tbontb (i actually LOVED tbontb era sfsgdfdgdg even the acoustic guitar in the chorus) but frankly it wasn't trying to be that. still feels pretty oneus. anywayyy this is long! i just wanted to like. open a discussion lol don't feel pressured to respond!! -tt
i can finally start answering this ohohoho
hi tt anon my beloved!!! i am ready to answer to these thoughts (aka compare them to mine hSDGHSDKJGH. also i’ll be writing like, each ThoughtTM after i’ve listened to each song, so while i’m typing that i’ve only heard black mirror)
ok so i’m done typing my thoughts and. it got VERY long. don’t apologise for length i’m also wordy <3
now connect with us. so far i didn’t like the voice editing on keonhee’s voice but the song sounds... alright... not groundbreaking but it’s alright. seoho my beloved <3 WAIT THERES NO DROP IN THE CHORUS???? WHAT THE FUCK? i don’t really like the typical kpop drops always used now but come on?? oh wait there’s a? ugh. that was nothing. well i guess it’s a song and dongju got a verse for sure. i don’t have a lot to say on it i don’t know if i’ll add it to any playlists IS THAT HWANWOONG’S FIRST LINE?????? what the hell is any of this DSKJFHKJHD i may not have noticed him before but huh what. eh. it’s a song. again maybe it’ll grow on me! but right now yeah it’s a letdown i agree.
so for black mirror i agree the mv was... cheaper than what we got with gaja, twilight & etc. like they used all the budget on their first mvs DNSKJFHKJ (and to be or not to be... i guess? i don’t remember much except Guns And Blood Bath). i don’t really mind it in itself bc i don’t watch mvs much anymore and i’ve accepted that sometimes companies will just throw whatever at the audience for the sake of money (see also: ugly dance by onf letting me down in great part bc it acts as a followup to beautiful beautiful but is literally just a performance mv with no storytelling elements whatsoever but eh what can you do right) but for someone who likes cinematography it’s definitely gonna be disappointing if they were expecting something like gaja or come back home. as for the fits i didn’t really look at them, mostly their faces? and ough they are pretty <3 but yeah i wanted to get the more negative criticism out of the way so i can talk about The Song because unexpectedly i actually really like it!! and we can thank the bassline for that LMAOOO honestly this is gonna sound mean for no reason but this is what w*nho (censoring in case it gets in tags... i do NOT need mbbs after me on this fine day) thought he was doing with his debut song (not losing you that one made me cry. the one that i forgot the name of). i really enjoy the vibe of the song even if imo it doesn’t really fit the visual concept very much? but it has strings and i’m not gonna say no to strings. strings and a sexy bassline. and yonghoon’s whistling. SHFSDHKH
no but it’s a really good song imo! it’s not... as good as say, twilight (maybe it’ll grow on me idk we’ll see but twilight really was one of their best so), but it’s still a pretty solid song and while i do like banbakbulga a lot now it feels a lot less oneus than black mirror. oh wait i have something else to say, they really should leave the rapping to ravn bc like we know kpop rappers are not really rappers but i. really don’t wanna hear leedo rap anymore. he has great vocals there’s no reason for that... ravn is genuinely enjoyable to listen to so i don’t mind him but pls rbw give leedo more vocal lessons so he can sing more (and also give dongju vocal lessons at all?? why does he get two lines per song??? they’re a 2 yr old group now there’s no excuse. is he that bad? i don’t buy it he sounded good in the rtk gaja)
black mirror also very vaguely reminded me of run away by got7 during the chorus for some reason feel free to ignore that HFKJSHKFJ
onto polarity! shit i really need wrist braces. well this is like an improved connect with us? it’s definitely catchier sdnfsjkdfh and definitely a oneus song tho that means i don’t really like what their style is headed toward... one of the percussions they keep using, i really don’t like it!! i hear it everywhere and i don’t like it! not bc i hear it everywhere but bc it’s used for anything and everything like u should be more careful with what sounds u use for what songs. but i’m also very picky in the little details when i’m focused on something i guess sndfjskh. keonhee sounds really good in this song thank u mr lisp for my life i love u :) OH WAIT LEEDO IN THE CHORUS??? VERY GOOD LET’S GET MARRIED jk not to a leo man.
then we got happy birthday....... um... i was gonna say this is fine then he said you’re my goddess and. let me out <3 NOOO KEONHEE SOUNDS SO GOOD THIS IS EVIL... WHY DOES HE SOUND SO GOOD ON THIS SONG NANODNONDD LOVE LOSES </////3 i wouldn’t say it’s unlistenable for me like english girl but i’m gonna have to turn off my english speaking brain to listen to it yeah. it’s a good song otherwise what a shame... stop pushing ur heterosexual words onto me i’m just trying to listen to a song!!! do songs have to be gendered!!!!!!!!!
valkyrock here we go. last one. last one boys & not boys. so far it’s nice tbh. HUH? they lost the vibe with ravn’s verse. okay i guess the prechorus is alright i can hear the faintest hint of strings. the chorus... the percussions should not be like that... like idk how to explain it but the rhythm is too regular and not spaced out enough, if they were gonna do it like that it should hit a lot harder. don’t give me just the big boy (idk the english name but u know the one on the drums) and the small cymbal sound... that’s not loud enough bring out the damn gong (ok i may exaggerate but like it sounds more dancey than rock either way). uhhhhh overall though i really like the mix of the heavy guitar & strings i think that’s great and they should do that more. i can only assume onewe took care of the instruments LMAO harin u should’ve gone harder than that king i know u can...
so uhmmm for me this cb is... better than the previous one. which is sad bc it was a full album. i also liked it better than tbontb bc i felt that one didn’t go hard enough and black mirror wasn’t trying to go hard in that way so it doesn’t bother me 😭 yeah it’s not light us raise us fly with us level but it’s really good still. i can’t wait for oneus to finally release something that makes me insane but tbh? tbh? the bassline might get me there anyway. sexy bass makes me deranged and i think that’s at least a little bit relatable. still... when oneus get back to their roots in ways other than valkyrock maybe we’ll ascend to a better plane. much love 💕
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Ouija
Author: Ama
Title: Ouija
Pairing: Possible Future Beetlejuice/Reader
Character/s: Beetlejuice
Word Count: 2, 473 words
Warnings: Beetlejuice has dyslexia, I do not, I tried.
Tags: @yankyo, @justballoonfishthings, @breadbudzo, @aethersghoulette, @ironically-deadinside, @beetlejuicecansteponme, @beetlebitchywitch (some of you asked, some of you I just tagged bc)
Prompt: You find a Ouija board and end up communicating with a ghost who has trouble spelling. Together you figure out a way for him to communicate with you a little bit easier.
Notes: I promised this fic like ages ago, based off of @slut-4-beetlejuice hcs that they wrote ages ago and we kinda did a dance of reblogs where we added to each other. But yeah, this is what I came up with! My plan for this fic is to do it in two parts and if y’all want more I can write more later, but I’m basically gonna portray your side of the story and then our favourite residential ghost with the most. This, obviously, is the reader’s side of the story. This is my first attempt at writing Beetlejuice as a fic, not as a hc so please be gentle with me. I hope y’all enjoy!Also, I had speechie friendo talk to me about dyslexia and I based Beej’s spelling mistakes around the notes she sent me.
Ouija Board Inspiration
Buy Me a Coffee
Ouija
It had started out innocently enough. You were bored and decided to spend the day exploring your new attic. You found a box filled with old games and decided that you wanted to sort through them, see if any were unusual or rare that you could keep. Most of them, you planned to donate somewhere, or put them back into storage.
You weren’t expecting much. Maybe a torn-up game of Twister, or Mouse Trap. Half a pack of Uno cards, or a ruined game of Trouble, and for the most part, you got what you expected. But when you found the Ouija board, you were a little surprised. Most of the games were for children, and weren’t in good enough nick to keep, let alone play. But the Ouija board looked like it just came out of the factory that created it. You go to lift the case from the bottom of the box, surprised by how heavy it was when you started to lift, nearly dropping it twice when you finally got it out and onto the table in front of you. Carefully, you lift the lid.
No wonder it was heavy. The Ouija board was wooden, and bigger than you were expecting. The dark wood had been engraved with the usual things a Ouija has, Yes, No, Goodbye, numbers 0-9 and every letter of the alphabet, the outside decorated with various designs you couldn’t make out in the dark. The one you could recognise was the pentagram engraved between the Yes and the No on the board. The planchette was also heavy, made from the same wood as the board, engraved with just two x’s, indicating where to put your finger.
You look over at the board as you hold the planchette in your hands. You were bored, yes. The attic was now in a state, yes. But the urge to test out the Ouija board was beginning to get too great. You organise yourself on the floor, placing the planchette in the middle of the board and just.... waiting. Not really sure on what to do now.
“Uh…hello?” Your voice is uncertain before you yelp when the cursor on the board begins to move. Yes, your fingers are on the x’s, but you weren’t providing any pressure. It just moved on its own.
‘H – I.’ The cursor spells out as your brain sort circuits as it returns to the centre of the board.
“Uhhhhh.” You pause, not sure how to proceed. “I’m Y/N. What’s your name?” The planchette seems to shake a little before moving towards the ‘No’ part of the board, returning to the centre. “You don’t want to tell me?” It moves back to the ‘No’. “That’s ok then. Can I ask if you’re really dead?” It moves to the ‘Yes’. “Is that yes I can ask, or yes you are?”
‘YES, I – A – M – D – E – D.’ You repeat the phrase once you’ve spelt out the letters quietly to show you’re aware of which letter the ghost was indicating with. “Sorry, I didn’t think I’d get a response, or one so soon.”
‘F – L – G – U – R – E – D.’
“Can I ask some questions about life after death?” You wait for the cursor to move over the Yes before continuing. “Is there a hell?”
So, it continued. Every day, after work, you’d come home and race up to the attic and spend time talking to your ghostly friend, who still wouldn’t tell you their name. All you knew was they were dead, had been for centuries, were bored, and were something called a bio-exorcist (which took a couple of attempts to spell). You also learnt that any form of parental figure, they hated, and any form of rules and regulations was not something they enjoyed.
You also noticed that they had a weird tendency to refuse certain questions or struggled to spell words correctly when they did. Sure, exorcist, intelligence and February weren’t easy words to spell when you weren’t writing them down, but replacing b’s for d’s and p’s for q’s, c’s for o’s and n’s for m’s. There were a lot of little things you picked up over time made you think perhaps there was more to this story.
So, you changed direction. One evening, you were talking about work and things that annoyed you and a question you thought they’d be fine answering, but the planchette just started to shake. You pause for a second, trying to figure out what was wrong. “Do you want to answer the question?” The cursor slides quickly and heavily to the ‘Yes’, causing you to move your whole body with it before it tentatively returns to the centre of the board. You think for a second as the planchette continues to vibrate with what feels like annoyance. “Can you spell the answer?” The planchette stops moving and everything is still. It’s so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. You wait for thirty seconds before you say “Hello?” and like that, the cursor slowly, tentatively, goes over towards the ‘No’ part of the board followed by a ‘A-L-W-A-Y-S-B-E-E-M-A-B-A-D-S-P-E-L-E-R. “Oh. That’s ok, I’m pretty rubbish without spell check too. Take your time.” Everything stops for a second, the energy that is always humming when you’re up here seems to have dropped to a low throb, and you slowly remove your hands from the planchette as you think.
‘How can I make this easier for them?’ You hum for a second before returning your hands to the board. “Would you prefer yes or no questions?” The planchette slides quickly over to the ‘Yes’ and you smile. “Ok, if something isn’t a yes or no question, I’ll provide answers and you can slide to the numbers to tell me which one is appropriate. Does that work?” Again, ‘Yes’.
Life moves on. It was weird at first, but you got used to asking only yes or no questions and becoming content with that as a response. A few more weeks went by, you slowly began to spend more time talking to the ghost in the attic. It was fascinating, and you were lonely and suspected they were too. Why else would they talk to you night after night after night? You never brought up the idea that perhaps they may have been lonely, but you focused on making sure like they felt like they had a friend.
A few more weeks had passed before you came up with a new idea. As good as it was to make them feel like they weren’t stupid for their spelling, you felt like you were muting them or speaking on their behalf. So, on your Saturday evening as you ate your dinner and you asked a question about if they enjoyed scaring people whenever they got the chance and the planchette moved by its own accord, you stared down at the board for a few minutes in shock. “You can move things WITHOUT me helping?”
‘Yes.’
“Why the fuck do I have to hold it then?” You forget to offer options as you take a breath, hearing the planchette slide across the board. “Its fine, I was just in shock.” You explain, not looking at what the ghost was being said. An idea pings in your head. “With your bad spelling, does it affect your reading or is it easier? One for both are hard, two for reading is easier.”
The planchette wobbles for a second before it slides over between the two. ‘R-E-A-D-I-M-G-I-S-S-T-I-L-L-H-A-R-D.’ It spells out. ‘B-UT-N-O-T-A-S-H-A-R-D-A-S-S-P-E-L-I-M-G.’
You can sense the confusion in the room as you nod, already thinking of a plan. “Have you always struggled with reading and spelling?” ‘A-L-W-A-Y-S-B-U-T-I-N-J-U-S-T-S-T-U-P-I-D’ You you’re your heart break slightly when they call themselves that. “Sweetheart, have you ever heard of the term dyslexia?” ‘No’. “It’s where your brain struggles to recognise letters or sounds, it makes it hard for people to read and write. They often miss letters or get letters mixed up, or sometimes even add letters that aren’t meant to be there.” You explain gently. “I think you may have the same kind my friend has. He reads a lot even though it’s a struggle, but if you get him to spell, he’s absolutely hopeless. Amazing at math, though. Like a walking calculator.” You smile as you get distracted before you shake your head and bring yourself back to the present. “I don’t think you’re stupid, love, I think perhaps your brain just isn’t wired to like letters and words.” You explain as you fiddle with your hands, unsure on where to put them. The planchette doesn’t move, but you can feel the air growing thicker.
‘N-O-T-S-T-U-P-I-D’ – the planchette draws a question mark over the entire board. You shake your head.
“Not stupid at all, pet.” A few seconds pass before the planchette moves over to the ‘Goodbye’ section. You sigh, slightly disappointed that they wanted to leave so soon. “I’ll see you tomorrow then.”
You ran late to work the next day, replaying the conversation in your head with your resident ghost over and over again as it kept you up later and later into the night. Your plan wasn’t well thought out at this stage, but you could get things started.
You stay late after work to make up for the hour that you missed this morning before rushing to the bookshop, making it there 10 minutes before they closed. You found what you wanted and quickly purchased it before rushing home, making sure to grab something for dinner as you drive home.
The moment you arrived home and placed your bags by the front door, the house felt empty. For the first time since using the Ouija board, the house felt like you were the only one in it. Pulling out the Ouija board, you asked if they were here. Nothing. You put your fingers on the planchette. Nothing again. You call out to them to see if they were there, nothing. You sigh before packing it back up. Perhaps your new-found friend had moved on.
It was a few days before your ghostly friend returned. The house had felt barren the entire time they were gone, you had stopped bringing out the board the day they returned, figuring that they just weren’t going to come back. A loud crash from the living room caused you to run out from the kitchen where you were preparing dinner to see what had happened. On the floor was the Ouija board, set up and ready to go with the planchette moving wildly across the board, so fast you couldn’t keep up.
“Hang on, hang on, hang on.” You rush back upstairs to grab the item you had purchased for them the week prior before rushing back downstairs and putting it next to the board with a satisfying thud. “I got you a dictionary, they had one with pictures which I thought could help.” You explain to where you hoped the ghost was. You put a pen in front of the giant book. “Just…. point I guess to the word you want to say. If you want to try it this way that is, I thought it might be easier for you.”
The air seemed thick as you waited for something to move, the planchette or the book. Suddenly, the cover of the book seemed to gingerly open as the ghost slowly looked for the words he was looking for. ‘IT-IS-EASIER’ they indicated with the pen. You smile as the pages begin to turn in a flurry, clearly excited to be able to communicate with you a bit easier.
So, life continued. The ghost (who you later found out was a man) would follow you from room to room, carrying the pen and the book to indicate different words to you, making comments on nearly everything that he wasn’t able to before, from the shade of paint on your walls (he thought they should be green) to what you were wearing (he was really into you wearing stripes for some reason), he would readily give your opinion on everything. It was weird, but you could feel yourself slowly falling for the now forever talking ghost. The freedom that came with the dictionary meant that your conversations become more…. conversation like. He wasn’t restricted to just yes or no answers, and you weren’t restricted to staying in one room. You found yourself having dinners next to the constantly page flipping book and laughing at his bad jokes and giving some back of your own. You found small doodles on the outside of the dictionary too, his own little crude drawings he did when you weren’t home. It was nice, it felt like some kind of perverse kind of domestic.
It had been months since your initial contact with him, and you still didn’t know his name and, to be honest, it was beginning to bug you. You didn’t say or show your annoyance about not knowing his name, but you figured it was time you knew. So, when you came home that night and had set up your dinner in your usual set up, you finally decided to ask. “Can I know your name?”
It took a minute before your squatter decided to respond. ‘ORION-BRIGHT-STAR’.
“Orion’s brightest star?” You say, almost as a question as you pull out your phone to do a quick Google. “Beetlejuice?” You look up to see a fury of pages flying as he quickly makes his way over to the ‘A’ section of the dictionary.
‘AGAIN’
“Beetlejuice?”
The pen slams back down on the page. ‘AGAIN.’
You hesitate. “Beetlejuice?”
There was a crash, a bang, and way too much smoke that filled the room as bright green lights seemed to radiate from outside your house. You cough and wave your hand to clear the smoke from your mouth when you finally hear it.
“Thanks for that babes, I’ve been wanting you to see me for months now.” You blink before you see him. He was-
Cuter than you were expecting. Shorter too. Not the scary man you had envisioned, but rather an adorable guy dressed in arguably way too many stripes, even though it seemed to suit. The green in his hair was vibrant and his whole being seemed to shake with excitement. For the first time in a long time, you didn’t know what to say.
“What’s wrong babes? Cat got your tongue?” He leans in closer to take a better look at you, but all you could focus on was the bright green of his eyes.
“You’re hotter than I imagined.” You heard yourself say before you turn bright, bright red. The grin on his face widens as he chuckles lowly, sending a shiver up your spine.
“Oh babes, we are going to have so much fun.”
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*★☆;; general portrayal headcanons (basil)
figured it would be nice to make general headcanon posts based on clarifying portrayals since i already made one for violet before this turned into an indie multimuse. so let’s get to it!
alright, so first order of business...
basically i’m gonna portray basil as nonbinary. he goes by he/him pronouns, though he also likes they/them. not a huge fan of she/her. and i’m not super knowledgeable enough about neopronouns to tackle that slkfjlk that being said, i’ll probably interchange pronouns with him while writing so there’s a heads up if you get confused reading replies.
also i will not be spoiler friendly, ESPECIALLY considering how involved basil is in the main story. so do at least finish a route before interacting with him if you don’t want to get spoiled about the general plot.
what’s the situation of AUs atm? lookin’ a little sparse there -
there’s like. a lot of AUs people are cooking up in the fandom atm so i'm fine with accommodating with other people’s takes, it’s just that unless basil's circumstances are pretty different (such as, he takes aubrey’s place as the hooligan gang leader in an AU or something) i’ll probably have a catch-all tag for AUs like everyone’s alive or the truth wasn’t covered up.
also! still in planning stages as i am currently writing this but eventually i’ll have basil have his own headspace for more interesting dream world interactions. (especially since, mari aside, some of the denizens in sunny’s headspace are implied to not be native from his dreams)
it’s probably not gonna be as expansive as sunny’s though, since i pegged sunny to be the most imaginative of the group to begin with and i’m still not sure if he’d have a full-blown alter like in sunny’s case. but we’ll see!!
but yeah otherwise i’m just trying to think of better verse tag names as i am writing this shh shhhh
got any ships?
guilty of being a sunnflower shipper lol but i’m not gonna be actively seeking it since i value chemistry over anything and i’m open to whatever that isn’t horribly illegal. most importantly, i just want this kid to have some friends. or like. have more interactions with the friend group he already had, you know -
that being said though, basil is mentally... a bit of a mess, to put it lightly. he’s a sweet boy but oh Boy is romance the last thing he should be tackling as he is now. so i reckon a combination of a timeskip and slowburn will be required for anything to come to fruition. i don’t mind like, rping crushes/pining at his current age but he’ll probably take a rain check if asked to start anything.
ok before we go, do you got any particular headcanons standing out in your mind at the moment?
uhhhhh some misc headcanons here we go
he’s taking his time getting comfortable with figuring out how he’d like to dress himself. for example, he’s been interested in trying on skirts/dresses but he gets cold feet about it.
has the kind of aura that makes grandparents want to feed him and knit him sweaters. though i guess being raised by your grandmother tends to do that for you.
is he pacifistic and friendly and wants to be helpful because he is a genuinely kind person or is he like that because he’s incredibly lonely and want people to like him? yes
i’d like to think that basil is also pretty handy, he likes to fix/make things. a lot of it is like, building his own trellis, or making his own pots that he learned in pottery class, or doing maintenance on his camera. he also used to like doing scrapbooking, but he hasn’t had any reason to do so in a long while.
i’d say his parents are just. too absorbed with their respective jobs to be actual parents. the most they do is send letters and souvenirs, though they don’t know how to talk to basil and any presents they give aren’t all too personalized. i also kinda feel like they probably aren’t in good terms with basil’s grandmother so oof. very rarely do they show themselves for holidays.
i’d like to think that aubrey first approached basil as kids because they can both relate on not fitting in with others and feeling alone. maybe it was something like they were in the same class together and she noticed that they weren’t able to adjust being in class very well. maybe he was getting bullied and she stood up for him. who knows
if he played video games, he’d probably like RPGs and games like animal crossing/stardew valley in his spare time.
speaking of games, he’s one of the few in the friend group who’s absolutely merciless to play against. poker, monopoly, mario kart, among us - your best chances of surviving is just bringing him down before he takes you down first. though if you’re teamed up with him, he generally prefers being in a more supportive role.
going to college... i’m not sure. they could either go as a business major so that he could become a florist and open his own shop orrrrrr they could get into journalism/photography. feel like the journalism/photography route is a bit more interesting but then i can’t see his love for botany taking a backseat any time soon.
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The Bad Guy (1)
Bucky x fem!Reader
CHAPTER 1: THE FAKEOUT
Series: A Bad Guy ruins Bucky’s day. But turns out it’s the bad guy he needs to seek help from after all. New York may not have changed much for him, but there are certain things he is discovering to be quite new!
Chapter warnings: swearing.
A/N: @writing-prompt-s once gave a prompt last year that stuck with me…I don’t remember the exact wordings but it had something to do with the reader/writer being the villain having a crush on the hero, always finding excuses (or crimes) to meet them. One day they are getting their ass beat and you decide to jump in and save the day. This one is same but with a liiiiiiiitle twist
Word Count: There are times I wish I was a llama. or a cat. Now is one of those times.
“You can do it. You. Can. Do. It. You’re the man. You’re the freaking man. Yes. Yes. You got it. You absolutely got it.”
“You okay, man?” Bucky had to ask.
“You absolutely don’t got it. I can’t do it, man. I’m outta here.”
Bucky grabbed Scott’s arm before that guy could rush back to the SUV they had come in. As much as he wanted to kick this sweaty ex-thief out of here, he knew the plan wasn’t going to work in Scott’s absence. He needed a guy to make him seem legit. At least that’s what Natasha had told him.
“Calm down,” Bucky reassured the man who was sweating tennis balls by now, “you just need to show the ID. Natasha has taken care of the rest and I would be doing the talking. Okay?”
Scott was half-listening by the time Bucky had finished. “Huh? Yeah! Yeah! Cool cool cool cool cool cool cool!”
Bucky could empathise on some level with Scott. After all, it was weird for an ex-con to visit a prison as a fake lawyer while trying to get a felon out of there under the noses of the authority.
The plan was pretty simple. Arrange a meeting with that woman whom Bucky had met earlier, gain her trust, get her out of jail under the pretence of getting her to help with an unsolved case and find out the location and identity of the people behind the theft of Tony’s precious painting.
Simple.
Then why was Bucky’s back feeling so wet whenever a humid wind blew at the opening of every rusty door in the maximum-security prison?
The room was covered in cameras in all corners. To Bucky’s satisfaction, Natasha already told him and Scott they did not record any conversations for lawyer-client confidentiality- so any conversation that was about to happen was going to stay between these three. The musty smell of the room was somehow familiar to both of them, bringing mixed feelings to the surface- to which they barely had time to react when a figure in orange jumpsuit walked in, forcing all their attention on it.
“Hey boys!” You greeted the party, already recognising Bucky from the rendezvous you two had a few days ago. “Ay!! You’re that beat cop no one listened to that day!”
Bucky did not know how to react to that. He was not really expecting their interaction to go this way. Scott, on the other hand, was a little relieved to have your attention glued on anyone but him.
“Oh, right! I told you we’d be having the conversation after I get processed,” you added with a tone of realisation, “Wow, I didn’t know you were so into that robbery!”
You dragged the chair out with your leg and sat on it, legs spread wide- keeping comfort over societal mannerisms. Resting your cuffed hands on the table you gave a knowing smirk to Bucky, who was trying to figure out what exactly was going on behind that viciously delicious smile. “Or is it something else that is intriguing you?” You raised a brow. "Did I use that right? Intriguing you? Something that you're intrigued by?"
"That sounds better," Scott blurted out, regretting it the very second because now your suspicion-filled eyes were all for him.
"You…" you narrowed your eyes at Scott, making the man sit straight in his chair.
"He's my lawyer," Bucky was quick to dive in, "I mean, he's the lawyer we-I... he is interested in represen...He’s a lawyer." For the first time in his life, Bucky was glad Scott and Sam had forced him to watch Law and Order.
“...ok...kay.”
"Scott. Scott Lang," he introduced himself, bringing his hand forward for a shake.
“You have the eyes of a thief,” you stated while Scott’s hand was still in the air, making the poor man slowly take it back while his pale face looked at Bucky with an ‘I told you so’ expression. “No wonder you’re a lawyer.”
Next moment, you slumped into the chair, looking a little offended at something Bucky did. Or so he thought. “Did I hurt you?”
Bucky blinked at you before his brain smacked his accelerating heart to give something instead of just sitting there. “I’m sorry?”
“Did I hurt you the last time we met? I get that I have some kinda...powers but I don’t just throw them around. We could have had a conversation over some prison coffee. You didn’t have to bring your friend here.”
It took three seconds at minimum for Bucky’s brows to shoot up and his lips to crack wide in a smile. “W-what? No! He’s not here for me. He’s here for you. We’re getting you out of here.”
It was hard to put a word into the expression you just gave. Your eyes shifted between the two men while your open lips were shut and your face tilted a little towards the door.
“Uhhhhh-” was the only thing coming out of your mouth till your body got up from the chair and your cuffed hands pressed together towards your company- “listen, cop guy...man. I really meant it in a casual way when I said we’ll ‘talk later’. I don’t really know how much you’ve read into this. I mean, I would say ‘at least buy me dinner first’ but I am kinda scared as to where that might lead us. Good, God! Now I’m wondering what would you have done if I’d said something more like ‘hey, let’s f-”
“NO!” Bucky nearly jumped off his seat, his hands over the table trying to stop your words from coming out from a safe distance. “I’m not getting you out of here because I like you-” he stopped right when he heard himself, watching your curious eyes witness his mouth play him like a ten-cent flute- “no, I mean I like you but not in that kind of...what I mean to say is I know why you tried to steal that painting. I found out from my sources that these paintings are being used by this new mafia around the world supplying narcotics and codes on the trafficked girls and boys to their buyers for bids. And I was hoping you could help us catch the people behind the...painting.”
Bucky was cursing himself right and left, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks at nearly messing it up. Why did she have to be this accurate? His inner voice mocked him before smacking him in the head and calling him a jock.
“I don’t know if you remember but I was caught by you guys while threatening the New Yorkers.”
“While you were trying to help Ste-Rogers. Captain Rogers. And no one caught you. You surrendered yourself.”
“I hate cops. I can’t work with them.”
“You won’t be working with them. You’ll be working with us. Me and a couple of my friends.”
“I don’t work for free. And before you put a price tag on my work, remember that I am inside this prison because I want to stay here. For now.”
“How about a date with Steve Rogers?”
“Dude, you can’t put a price on my-wait what?”
“I’ll ask him to go out with you if you catch those sons of bitches.”
Maybe it was the serenade playing from somewhere inside the prison. Or maybe it was the sun strolling in from the windows. Or maybe it was the mention of his best friend that made your pupils go wider, your fingers work over the skin on your arm, doodling some invisible hearts with a bitchface before you straightened from the table and the sound from your cuffs nearly made Scott fall off his chair.
“I don’t work with supes. They disgust me. Especially Tony Snark and his redhead sister and that C-grade Legolas. I’m out.”
“We won’t be working with them. But I can pull a few strings to get you that date. I promise. And I’m sure Steve...Rogers would be more than willing to go out with you if there is one less bad guy walking out on the streets.”
“...you better not be joking about this-”
“James Barnes.”
“James. Because if you are, I will drive a monster truck into your house, take away your pet and fuck your mother till she forgets her own name.”
“My mother’s dead,” he was quick to add while Scott gasped at the audacity of this bitch- you; you were the bitch.
“Your girlfriend, then,” you simply shrugged. Bucky’s brain straight away flashed to a two-second fantasy of you and Natasha in her room, on her bed.
“Bold of you to assume he has a girlfriend,” Scott chortled till he could see Bucky’s Winter Soldier parts staring at him with all the coldness.
.
It wasn’t in his nature to give a place to bad things inside his Bucky heart. It definitely wasn’t in the now peaceful Winter Soldier’s nature to peek from inside Bucky and stare with stars in his eyes at the woman coming out in her shirt and jeans topped by a leather jacket. She’s bad, his mind kept ringing the gong, real bad. And when that wasn’t enough, she put on those aviators to shield her eyes from the harsh noon sun, walking towards him with the strut that said she was woman enough to grab someone by the balls if need be. You’ll get yourself killed by a woman, Barnes, his mind went off again.
“No, I won't,” he muttered out loud.
“What?” Scott asked.
“What?”
Bucky tried to ignore him, his eyes stuck on you as you came and stood by them.
“Keys,” you ordered, watching Bucky fish his pockets without breaking eye contact and handing the keys of the Land Rover to you. “Let’s go.”
Scott grabbed Bucky by the arm to pull him closer. “Dude! She has the keys!”
“...okay? Why are we whispering?”
“Wh-What are we gonna do if she tries to do something...evil!”
“Like what?”
“Like I don’t know, throw us off a cliff! Or drive us into a wall. Or worse, go over the speed limit in the city!!”
“Relax! I’m here,” Bucky reassured before opening the door to the back seat of the car for him. “I got you.”
Hopping in and sitting next to you, he noticed for the first time how you smelled like a pleasant mixture of spring and citrus.
“What cologne is that?” you called out from nowhere while turning on the engine, turning to look at Bucky.
“Uhhh….it’s an aftershave. For men.” He nodded, cursing himself instantly for adding that last bit. Of course, it’s for men, you twat!
“Smells nice,” you complimented before turning out of the parking spot.
“I’m glad you’re on board with this,” Bucky stated, trying to undo the mess he made a few seconds ago, “I wasn’t trying to overstep when I-we decided to get you to help us out.”
You chuckled, shifting gear.
“Oh, sweetheart! One, I loved this isn’t an automatic. Those are for weak testicled-babies. And two, you clearly misinterpreted me in there. When I said I was not expecting you to bail me outta jail for a date, I wasn’t grossed out by it, darling. I liked it.” You leaned a little closer to Bucky- having a glorious view of his pupils go wide like oceans with endless pits- to end him with one last whisper and wink. “In a very kinky way.”
And just as the car swerved out to the wide road, Scott could feel the air leave his lungs. “What have we done,” he whispered to himself, questioning all that was about to come.
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Riceball Revelations, Kinda
Inspired by the last episodes of the first season of Fruits Basket remake that I finally got around to watching, and a sequel to these two parts from earlier this year.
And, of course, @langwrites is tagged here because she helps me through a lot of things with @owlsofstarlight, and I’m grateful. I hope you’re okay with this, though knowing my anxiety gremlin, you two probably are. Love you both.
Here’s a writing preview. I hope the title says something.
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“We’re here.”
The declaration was just as quiet as Hatsuharu himself and the movement stopped as soon as he announced it. I couldn’t help but still hang onto Kei, but my reincarnation buddy couldn’t stand like this forever, considering her nudge towards me. “Tomo, c’mon. You don’t have to hang on anymore. We’re here.”
“Y-You’re sure, right? You really sure? Because I-I’m afraid of throwing up if I get let down…”
“I’m sure.” Kei bounced me softly while gently letting down my legs. “I got ginger drops, Tomo. You’ll be okay. Just take a deep breath and slowly step down.”
“O-Okaaaaaay…” In spite of my whimpering, I did as she instructed, inhaling as much oxygen as I could while squeezing my eyes shut to avoid looking anywhere else, then articulated my foot. Thankfully, my legs could still move when the rest of me couldn’t, and once they touched down on grass, I breathed out while straightening my back. “S-Stomach holding, I think, Cap’n Kei.” The swirls in my vision behind my eyelids, though… yeah, not exactly a good sign. “Not exactly m-mayday…?”
A small snort sounded above my head before I could distinctly smell something spicy under my nose. “Ginger drop for your trouble, Tomo?”
“Ohmigod, Kei, I know you brought these, but I still love you.” I didn’t even have to open my eyes to notice it and promptly take it into my hands, and fumbling with the wrapper didn’t take long. The somewhat sour and spicy thing was comforting once it landed in my mouth, and a sigh echoed past it. “Thankie.”
A hand gently patted the top of my head while an arm snaked around my back to straighten my posture. “No prob, Tomo. Can you look around now?”
“G-Give me a second.” I rolled the ginger drop on my tongue a bit to take in the flavor before nodding, and once my vision came back, the first thing I caught was my reincarnation buddy’s encouraging crooked grin. “H-Hi, Kei.”
“Yo. Welcome back to the world of the living, Tomo.” The arm around my back reached upwards to wrap around my shoulders and bring me into a side-hug. Kei’s cowlicks were brushing my forehead and my stomach was still churning weirdly, but it still felt safe. “You made it.”
“We made it,” I corrected her in a quiet whisper, leaning back into her. “You’re amazing, y’know that, right?”
Kei snorted again. “You say that plenty already, Tomo.” But she merely tightened the hug for a few seconds as some form of gratitude before letting go. It was hard to miss the smile on her face.
Nearby, Hatsuharu-san had put himself in front of the entrance of what looked like a Japanese-style house, with tatami mats and sliding doors and all. He was glancing at us with the same tired look as before, but what really struck me about the house was how ordinary it looked. The whole building reminded me of Kei and Miyako-bachan’s dojo back in Konoha, but at the same time, the patches on the door and the small bits of cracks I could see in the wood definitely showed how worn and well-lived in it was. A huge difference from my home away from Nagareboshi Cafe with the Gekkōs. Miyako-bachan would never let the dojo get that bad.
“Are you two ready to go in yet?” Hatsuharu-san said dryly, and if not for his non-changing expression, I could’ve sworn that he seemed impatient. He had already approached the doorbell in the time it took for my motion sickness to subside.
An apology was stuck in my throat from anxiety reasons, but before I could say anything, Kei pursued her lips, giving him a raised eyebrow. “Go ahead and shoot, Hatsuharu-san. There’s nothing to really wait on.”
“Alright then,” he concluded, and with that, he pressed the small button.
Stay calm, dear, Hisako announced. Stay calm. New situation does not mean getting yourself worked up sweating.
The noise that followed was something caught between a happy ring and an ominous drone. It took a second for me to realize that the squeak that echoed in the air came from me, and Kei was giving me a sideways glance. Darn it. Hisako was already on my case, Kei didn’t have to worry too. I’m okay, I tried to mouth to her, but she gave me the same raised eyebrow before the door carefully slid open.
I wasn’t expecting Kei to then tense at the girl who appeared in the door opening. “No way,” she cursed under her breath. “No fucking way.”
“K-Kei-chan?”
Kei flicked a pointer finger behind her back, clearly in my direction that said without words, even if I didn’t know ninja code, we can talk about it later.
Thankfully, the brunette didn’t seem to notice my reincarnation buddy’s cursing, glancing around with wide brown eyes. If not for the pigtails, the blue dress, the bangs covering her head, and the distinct lack of glasses, she could’ve been like Hisako in stature and appearance. Uhhhhh. “Yes, who is it?”
“Yo, Honda-san,” Hatsuharu-san answered first, gripping a bike handle with one hand while raising his other to wave at her. “Hope you don’t mind the intrusion.”
“Ah, Hatsuharu-san!” Her eyes sparkled at seeing him and she nodded in his direction. “Welcome back! And, oh,” her gaze went to Kei and I and even if the tell was minute, I couldn’t miss how Kei tensed. “Hello! Are you two friends of Hatsuharu-san?”
“N-Not exactly,” I pulled up, trying to smile. Kei was slowly inching closer to me, looking more on-guard than ever, and that wasn’t exactly a good thing for first impressions. “Maybe… well, we could be called lost acquaintances from another country?”
Kei proceeded to shoot me a glance over her shoulder that clearly read, what the fuck, this time. All I could do was weakly shrug and point discretely to the apparently named Honda-san for extra emphasis. I’m trying to socialize and not give away your ninja status, I tried to mouth, it’s just hard since I can’t lie on a whim!
Kei inaudibly sighed a single second later. “We’re backpackers,” she added. “And we were looking for directions or a place to stay for the time being.” She paused before continuing, a bit more awkwardly for some reason, with, “As long as it’s no trouble?”
“Shouldn’t be. Oh, and Honda-san, these two are Hoshino Tomoko-san and Gekkō Keisuke-san.” Hatsuharu was still quiet in his inflections, but his introduction definitely did well in taking control of the very weird social situation we found ourselves in. At least, it felt like that to me. After all, how often do you screw up introductions? “I found them wandering the city for directions after I got lost for a day or so. Could they stay here for a while, Honda-san?”
The last thing I was expecting was for her eyes to get all glittery. Was she admiring us or something? “I-I’m fine with it! I’ll have to ask Shigure-san about it, considering,” she paused before raising a finger, “I’m already staying with him, but I think Yuki-kun and Kyo-kun should be fine with it! We have enough futons!”
“Double fuck,” Kei cursed under her breath. I did my best to not stare holes into her back, but this was getting weird. Did she know these people from before? I was tempted to poke her shoulder, but this didn’t seem to be the time.
Ask her later, Hisako prodded. This seems big.
Got it.
Honda-san was now staring at us with doe-like eyes. “Did something happen?”
“Nope!” I said for Kei instead, filling in for whatever curse she was thinking of. “Just talking to ourselves! Don’t worry about it!” I kept smiling to reassure her, but still felt sweat trail down the back of my neck while I found myself slowly, discreetly, reaching over to clench one of Kei’s sleeves. She didn’t visibly react, simply giving me a small swivel of her head before adjusting her posture to let me hold her fingers instead. It was something.
Honda-san blinked but proceeded to clap her hands together, inclining her head at us with a warm smile back. “You two certainly look close! I’m sure we can fit you two in the living room or something tonight! Come on in, come on in!” She gestured happily towards the hallway behind her.
Needless to say, I was giving Kei a helpless look as soon as Honda-san turned on her heel to walk in with Hatsuharu-san following her. “K-Kei-chan?” I tried to stage-whisper. “What was—”
“Not now, Tomo.” Kei took a step forward and with my grip on her fingers, I could do nothing but follow her. “Ask later.”
We were already close to the door, about to take off our sandals before I spoke my mind. “Will there be an answer then?”
Kei paused, inhaling before squeezing my hand. “Maybe,” she acquiesced and once she took off both her sandals and stepped inside, it signaled the end of the conversation. I could already guess she didn’t want to say anymore and I didn’t want to push it either.
Honda-san was looking at us from further inside the house. “Hoshino-san? Gekkō-san? Are you two coming in?”
“W-We are! Give us a minute!” Well, more like me, since I was still stumbling over my own feet, resulting in me letting go of Kei’s hand, but once I caught myself, Kei was looking at me with an unreadable expression. Her eyes seemed to say something, but she was offering her hand to me anyway, a small smile on her face.
“Klutz,” she said.
“I-I try not to be,” I admitted, dusting off my dress before taking her hand to let her pull me up. “But at least we have each other?”
Kei’s poker face broke into a crooked smile. A Kei smile. “Yeah,” she said quietly, letting go of my hand but still staying close to my side while walking forward. “We do.” She paused, blinking, before adding, “Isobu says, ‘Ahem.’”
I could feel my face start to burn and it wasn’t from jogging to meet her walking pace. “T-Tell him he’s included too.”
What about meeeeeeee?
“A-And Hisako.”
Kei rolled her eyes. “C’mon, goofball,” she mused, pushing me forward by the sudden hand clapping onto my shoulders. “Let’s go socialize.”
“I-I’m doomed,” I squeaked.
“No, you’re not. The anxiety gremlin needs to get out.”
Instead of replying, I glanced inward. Hisako?
There was a smack of a baseball bat somewhere in my head and I winced. Working on it, honey~! Love you~!
Day 1 in a new world — Kei was being ninja-quiet and my Nobody was beating up something. This was going to be normal. Maybe. Hopefully.
Did I mention I was homesick already?
#the sea and stars#writing#writing preview#hoshino tomoko#keisuke gekko#honda tohru#hatsuharu sohma#long post#fruits basket#crossover#hisako
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21 Questions
Tagged by @generationwry
Nickname: Sam ... there are a couple people I let call me Samwise but I mostly grimace at that.
Zodiac: I spent my whole life believing I was an Aquarius, though I knew I was right on the cusp. Then my friend did my chart last year and insisted I’m a Pisces. On one hand, “whatever, I don’t care,” but also I still kind of insist I’m an Aquarius ...
Height: 5’7.5”
Amount of sleep: I can sleep for a very long time (say, twelve hours?) but I also have pretty bad middle insomnia, so I often sleep for a few hours, then am awake for several hours, then sleep for a few more hours.
Last movie I saw: Captain Marvel, and I’m about halfway through Childhood of a Leader.
Last thing I googled: The correct tracklisting to the first Yeah Yeah Yeahs EP. (It had a typo in my iTunes.)
Favorite musician: Kate Bush.
Song stuck in my head: Mercifully nothing too intense today. Last week I had “Dancing in the Moonlight” covered by Toploader (as used in Umbrella Academy) stuck in my head for dayssssss.
Other blogs: Nothing active. Used to have a secondary film tumblr but it’s defunct.
Do I get asks: Uh, never. Not opposed to them though!
Blogs following: Hahahah 3274. Not kidding.
Lucky numbers: 37
What I’m wearing: PJs (basically underwear)
Dream trip: I really really want to go to Japan. Also want to visit my friend Soojin in Glasgow, which I’m planning for late this summer!
Dream Job: Though I’ve let my writing lapse, I still would like to be paid to be a film critic, i.e. paid to watch movies and babble about them in public.
Favorite food: Pasta/noodles. Just about any style or cuisine or preparation. Particularly fond of cheesy things (for years my answer to this question was simply Kraft Mac ‘n’ Cheese) or things with mushrooms.
Languages: English. I studied French and Spanish to the extent that I can sort of parse signs or song lyrics but I’m nowhere near conversant in either.
Play any instruments: I used to play trombone in middle school. So, ~16 years ago. Nothing since.
Favorite songs: Wait for this wild and unexpected answer: “Get Out of My House” by Kate Bush; some others: “Hoist That Rag” by Tom Waits, “Janie Jones” by the Clash, “Donald McGillavry” by Silly Wizard (currently my ringtone haha), “1952 Vincent Black Lightning” by Richard Thompson, “Star Witness” by Neko Case
Random fact: I once got mad at a friend for using this as a “fun fact” about me, but now it’s all I can come up with - I own several hundred t-shirts.
Describe yourself as aesthetic thing: Uhhhhh ... I wish I could say Surrealist or Dada were my aesthetic contexts, but in reality I’m probably just kind of Brutalist. Or I just look like a particularly gnarly H.R. Giger drawing. Is that what this question is asking? I am stumped.
EDIT: I forgot to tag anyone. No pressure on any of you, but if you feel like it, I’d love to see your answers: @aquietdevastation @ambient-1 @shmemson @pambeastly @negativepleasure @donnerpartyofone @thingsforwilliam
#21 questions#generationwry#I never do these things but I was tickled to be tagged and it was fun#personal
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