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#so i cant go to any theme park or anything

insidejizz · 1 year

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ROBOTUS alpha-beta headcanons

first writing post is gonna be some general headcanons for everyones favorite robot =) feel free to request any other characters , or anything at all

// he wont outright say it but he. has a bias against bears because of bearo now.

mostly he just makes like petty comments if he sees a bear or anything? calls them stupid and annoying

of course this would quickly change if anyone gave him something that was a bear.

hed make some comment about it, something about how "you must not know me very well if you thought this was a good gift" but also he. wont give it up no matter what.

like if they offered to get him something else? its instantly 'no takebacks live with your choices' because he refuses to genuinely say he likes something that is bear themed. but he does.

// i think if he had access to more shows (reagan please give him access to ur streaming services PLEASE) he would still love lighthearted cheesy shit like sitcoms

like as much as he enjoys high stakes where humans all die (lol), he finds it a lot more fun to watch shows where its just a bunch of. harmless idiots existing.

the office, parks and rec, schitts creek, etc etc.

of course this makes him. insufferable to any non-sitcom enjoyer but if you show him other things you can wean him off of it u just gotta find other funny shows

one time he compared reagan to sheldon from big bang theory. he didnt….. mean it to be mean? it was a simple observation, but it did NOT go over well with reagan

other shows he would enjoy, imo;

the good place

game shows! he gets SO heated watching gameshows bc he will play along and get mad if he cant get the answers right shgsghjdsjgn

columbo

gravity falls

// does not know his own strength sometimes and will just like crush shit in his hand accidentally

like he doesnt. MEAN to but hell be holding something and then flex his hand a little to make sure its not locking up and WHOOPS he crushed that solo cup and now reagan has to fix a beer-logged robot arm

tries to hold a cardboard box gently and just rips holes into it trying to get the right strength grip on the box

with things that are more solid, hes just fine because he can stop when he feels resistance and know he's holding it firmly but not breaking anything

but with fragile things? there is no resistance and then its broken and hes like. aw fuck

// myc gave him a furby at one point. said he found it in storage and it reminded him of ab because it never shuts up and runs on batteries.

ab HATES it. absolutely loathes the thing. it sets a bad example for robotkind, its UGLY, its ANNOYING, and he CANT MAKE IT SHUT UP.

has taken out the batteries before . insists that it kept going even after he took them out so he just put them back in anyway

( in reality he took the batteries out, got lonely, and put them back in)

he gave it a name but its like. a WEIRD ASS name. its essentially just a glitch noise

said he did it bc "no human should ever be allowed to sully its name" which is. oddly endearing in his own way

if you are able to sneak up on him you might be able to hear him cooing at the furby. plots world domination with it like an evil mastermind and his cat

// WOULD NEVER ADMIT IT AND ONLY REAGAN KNOWS BC THEY SHARE THE SAME STREAMING SERVICES BUT…….. he LOVES my little pony. specifically equestria girls

cried watching the first equestria girls movie, refuses to admit he cried watching the first equestria girls movie.

he also… secretly imagines the gang as the mane six? it wasnt hard for him to decide who was who and he will just sit there during meetings like "haha that is SO rainbowdash of you myc…."

(if youre interested, his assignments are :)

myc ; rainbow dash

glenn ; applejack

gigi ; rarity

reagan ; twilight sparkle

andre ; pinkie pie

brett ; both spike and fluttershy. ab will argue for both and he will win the argument.

(btw he sees himself as sunset shimmer<3<3<3<3)

#REDACTED #robotus #robotus alpha-beta #robotus alpha beta #alpha beta #alpha-beta #robotus inside job #robotus headcanons #inside job netflix #inside job headcanons #- angel #thank you for reading :)

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bum-scum · 9 months

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Prideshipping snippet because I want to. Im have a mini break from drawing to type this asap off the top of my head.

WARNINGS WILL APPLY! SEXUAL THEMES IMPLIED TOWARDS THE END!!! I REPEAT SEXUAL THEMES TOWARDS THE END!!

I cant do grammar to save my life. I failed English, so theres that. 🤣🤣🤣 ( past and peresnt tense, things dont make sense, etc).

WARNING AGAIN!! SEXUAL THEMES IMPLIES TOWARDS THE END!!!

Read away! I love these two.

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Kaiba hates it when Atem gives him pet names. Anything of the sort crawled up his spine in a tingle, a little shock to the hesrt that made flips when Atem spoke out one of these "names".

"Oh darling, try not to worry. Mokuba will be just fine," Atem soothed him.

"My love, im sure you'll knock it out of the park," he'll encourage.

Or when things got heated in the bedroom:

"Mmmm...look at you, my incredibly fuckable husband of mine."

It all went under his skin. And he would growl eachtime Atem would call him these names.

Today, however, is different.

Atem didnt call him any names or being his cheerful self. He became stressed, moving franticly, trying to do all things at once.

This is what happends when he said yes to organise a day out with the geeks.

And honestly Kaiba missed the pet names Atem was calling him. It didnt feel like home, out of place and it annoyed him.

"Do I have everything we need?" Kaiba heard Atem mumble to himself.

Running out of patience, Kaiba sighed and slammed his laptop shut.

"Atem."

"Oh! Thats right! I need..."

"Atem." Kaiba growled.

"No they wouldnt like it-"

"ATEM!"

Atem stopped and looked at him like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Yes?"

"Could you for five minutes, take a break? You running around like a headless chook is getting up my nose. Sit down and relax."

Much to Kaiba's dismay, Atem resumed to his stressing about the hang out.

"I cant stop, Seto. Ive got to sort this day outing with everyone. I want to make this perfect. Its important to me."

Moving back and forth, passing by Kaiba, his blue steely eyes intently watching Atem move and getting frustrated by the minute.

It was time to take measures in his own hands.

Kaiba moved swiftly and caught Atem from behind his strong arms wrapped around his small partner, holding him flushed against him.

"You should really take a break. Stressing about this will do you no good, sweetheart."

"Did you just...Kaiba?"

A smirk of victory graced on Kaiba's lips.

"Why dont you take a hot bath, and head to bed? You've been working hard all day, my love. It would be a shame if you burn your pretty heart out, honey."

Now he knew why Atem took so much delight in calling him these names. It got Kaiba excited...

Too excited.

"Or better yet. How about I give you a full body massage? Let me take all your stress away, my gorgeous Pharaoh."

"Se-who are you? What have you done with my husband?"

Kaiba's annoyed expression now showed itself.

"Just get into the bedroom so I can fuck you, for fucks sake."

"There he is."

Kaiba rolled his eyes as he let Atem go.

Kaiba eyes trailed all over Atem's backside, seeing it sway and move.

"You've got ten minutes to strip."

Atem stopped midway upstairs, his smirk now evident and the stress forgotten.

"Oh myyy...How naughty of you, my sexy darling."

And there it is. Making Kaiba's heart jump with joy.

The pet names have come back.

#prideshipping #seto kaiba #yugioh #ygo #kaiba seto #ygo dm #pharaoh atem #atem #I will always believe Atem does give kaiba loving pet names #and kaiba drops one once in a blue moon

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cheegu3 · 1 year

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Hey hey! I'm now wondering what if we got away from the guards like ran far far away and they cant find us?

a/n: u think it’s possible to ever really get away? 👀 interesting. In the series it’s hinted towards there being games in other countries aka, there are eyes everywhere especially from those powerful ppl - in other words there’s like 0.001% chance :( but I'll entertain that idea !

I tried my best I hope u like it <3

tw / trigger warning: yandere themes, blood, murder

wc: 1.6k

pairing: f.m reader x red.guards

taglist: @nev20

Yandere SG guards - you try to run away PT. 2

The sound of your feet hitting gravel felt like it was echoing in the deadly silence. You didn't know how long you had been running, but you felt like you couldn't rest even for a second - or else those evil people would find you.

There was one big problem - no matter how far you looked, all that greeted you was the blue wast sea. How were you supposed to run away from them when you were in the middle of nowhere?

You felt like you knew nothing. You had no idea how to leave, you had no idea if the guards had noticed your absence and you had no idea how big this island was. For all you knew, you could be mere minutes away from getting discovered because the island could be way smaller than you had anticipated.

Yet, you still had that small fire of hope sparking inside your body. No matter what, you wanted to make it out alive. Even if that meant killing one or all of them.

The sky was getting darker quickly and you had no sense of time now. Had it been ten minutes since you made it out - maybe forty or even an hour perhaps?

Distant shouting told you they probably knew you had escaped now. So who knows how long before they'd see you.

You were unsure if you should set up a camp somewhere for the night, gathering energy for the next day in case a fight would break out.

But although that was the most desirable option now as your legs were aching from all the running, you had no idea where you would even do that.

In the distance, you could spot the highest point of the island. It was about 400 meters away from where you were, pressed against the mountain wall like a scared mouse.

A long battle went on inside your head about wether to go or not. By now the sky had fallen completely black, but thanks to the island being far away from the city - the stars lit up your surroundings a little bit.

The only thing that filled the silence were the cicadas singing. Although it felt eerie, it also sounded nostalgic, reminding you of your childhood home where you spent loving moments with your parents.

It made you make up your mind - if you wanted to see them again you’d have to risk it. So you walked as fast as you could, being afraid that running would make too much noise.

The whole time, you whipped your head around in all directions several times as anxiety filled your body. Your heartbeat was beating so fast that it was almost hard to hear anything except for your loud footsteps and breathing.

But in the end you still made it, being extremely thankful it wasn’t that far away. The first thing you noticed was a big shipping boat stationed below the hill from where you were standing.

It had several grey vans parked on it with some space in between them. You weren’t sure what they were, but made a quick guess they were the same vans that had picked you and all the other contestants up.

So that was it, that was your way out!

You ran for it - no longer caring if anyone could hear your footsteps. Adrenaline was coursing through your veins, making your vision turn into a tunnel.

As you reached the closest car, you opened it cautiously; only then glancing around to see if you could spot any guards. A few were in your line of sight in the distance, their pink uniforms being easy to spot - so you quickly got inside, scared that the longer you took, the bigger the chance of them deciding to patrol in your area was.

You took a few deep breaths and looked back to the backend of the boat, seeing only water stretch out wherever you looked. To your dismay, no matter how long you waited - the boat didn't seem to move.

Since most contestant would be dead by now and they'd have to transport the winner, as well as pick up new contestants, you hoped it would be moving soon.

So you took a chance again, sliding out of the van as gracefully as you could without drawing attention to yourself and then shuffling underneath the van.

Here you wouldn't be seen by guards who were watching from above deck and you could cling onto the car without having to hide riskily in the backseat as the driver would enter.

This was also very risky however. If your energy ran out and you lost grip, you could fall into the middle of the road, or worse - get taken back by those monsters.

No matter how hard your heart was beating and how scared you were, you decided resting now was better than just laying awake, wasting time. It could be hours for all you knew until the drivers would go to their cars, and you were confident you would wake up at the sound of the engine turning on.

Slowly, your eyelids got heavier as well as your body, and when letting yourself relax fully; whispering comforting affirmations to yourself, you fell asleep in the end.

While the sky was still dark, figures started moving closer to your hiding spot. Doors were slid open and cars were started, luckily waking you up - just like you had predicted.

You grabbed on immediately, knowing you only had seconds before they would reverse and if you weren't hanging on securely, you'd be spotted right away.

It was extremely tense. You couldn't see where you were going but if you stretched your body out and lay flat, you could see the car in front.

They seemed to have the exact same speed and the exact same distance between every copycat car, like they were all robots.

As the ride reached the twenty minute mark, your hands were starting to lose the strong grip you had underneath the car. But you forced yourself to hold on, replaying memories of the guards' torture in your head to remind yourself of what would await if you stopped fighting.

It took everything in you to keep it up - you were sure by the time the car came to a halt, your body was hanging close to the road.

When it stopped, you allowed yourself some rest, letting go of your grip and exhaling as quietly as you could. The driver opened the door and got up on what looked like a sidewalk.

A male voice was heard, speaking to another man. You felt sweat dripping down your back. What were you going to do? You hadn't thought out this part of the plan yet.

Looking from side to side, you closed your eyes for a quick prayer and then shuffled out on the other side of the car.

Crouching so he wouldn't see you - you quietly waved at a taxi passing by.

It was all luck. The taxi could've been occupied if you had one of your more unlucky days, but everything seemed to work out in your favour now.

You got into the backseat super quickly, locking the door behind you and ducking down in case their heads would turn around at the sound.

'' Where are you going, miss? ''

'' Home, it's a few blocks away from here '' you whispered, voice raspy.

You told him your address and exhaled once again as he started driving and you could stop ducking. He looked at you in his rear-mirror, eyes laced with concern.

He must've thought you were out of your mind. Your eyes traveled down to your body. The clothes were dirty and ripped in some places, presumably due to the bushes you had to push through on the island. Your face looked flushed and you had dark bags under your eyes which carried a bit of paranoia in them.

Yep, you definitely looked crazy. But at least you were free. You smiled to yourself and looked out the window, rolling it down a bit to take a breath of fresh air.

You did this the whole ride, head leaning again the window while you breathed deeply. It was very different from the air on the island, even though that sounds insane. The atmosphere there made you feel like you were suffocating constantly, probably due to the anxiety.

The taxi driver made you jump as he braked really hard and told you that you had arrived at your destination.

You thanked him and hurriedly got out. You couldn't wait to get out and be inside your home again.

Your mom must've called you a thousand times, poor thing. You unlocked the door and went inside, breathing in the familiar smell here too.

Immediately, you went to your room to pick up your phone. It was turned off but you knew it had battery left. Just in case, it was plugged in as you turned it on.

0 new notifications

Well, that was...weird? Why hadn't your mom called or texted you? Your fingers pressed the call button, and you held your breath as the signals kept beeping.

An eerie feeling settled in the pit of your stomach - like something was wrong.

Suddenly you were up and packing your bags again, running about as if they were going to barge in any second. You would never feel safe here. Maybe you would be on the run for the next of your life, but you'd be willing to do that if it meant you would never have to see those psychos again.

After some time, running around and exhausting yourself. You laid down in your bed, staring at the ceiling. As soon as you saw it, a scream erupted from your throat - followed by hysterical sobs as you looked towards the room across from yours.

It was a body, and a message in blood was painted on the ceiling.

Do you like our gift? We will see you soon

#yandere squid game #squid game guard #squid game

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hobisstar · 2 years

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Autumn Leaves| Park Jimin x F!Reader

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Warning: Vulgar language, Yandere!Jimin, possessiveness, obsessiveness, delusional, imaginary love, Death, Gun, Manipulation, Drugging, and Murderer!Jimin.

Summary: if autumn is so beautiful, how come love seems to end in autumn? Pondering, Jimin is scared of loosing the love of his life, but he cant seem to remember the most important detail. They aren’t dating.

Theme: Autumn/Fall love & Yandere

Disclaimer: Though this is pure fiction, I want to still add that I do not find this behavior attractive and I do not think any member I write this fics about are actually this way, you shouldn’t either. That being said, please read at your own risk as this might be unsettling to others. Viewer’s Discretion Is Advised.

His love, oh it was something. He loved his lover more than he knew and more than she knew. He wished that she noticed him more than anything. It's been a while, her being so busy and him to be infatuated in nothing but her. The woman in talks is the one and only, Y/N.

Jimin loved her to the moon and back. You see, this all started when he first met her in the greatest coffee shop ever known.

''Flash Back 4 years ago''

Jimin, Yoongi, Namjoon, and Jungkook had just arrived at the cafe that the whole town been talking about for the past few months. " I wonder what drinks they have; we know Hoseok is going to want his iced latte, hopefully its good." Yoongi said sitting down with the rest of his friends. They really wanted to just order now but of course they are new so they must look around at the menu. " Hi welcome! I'm Lisa the manager, Y/N is busy, so I'll be you all waiter for now. Is there anything you'd like to get started with?" " Um, we will all get the signature Iced Latte." Jimin spoke giving her a gentle smile. " Of course! I'll get start on those and if not Y/N, I will bring them to you. She is our best worker, so everyone always asks for her to be their waiter. Your drinks will be right up!" Lisa smiled and walked to the back to get started on their drinks.

"I wonder who Y/N is. I bet she's a beauty, maybe we can finally get Yoongi a girlfriend" Namjoon teased then lightly elbowed him. " Come on, Joon. We know Yoongi is too busy for a waiter, maybe Hoseok would like her, I mean he goes to cafes to read and focus on things maybe they can hit it off well. Thats if they talk Ya know? Don't want to force anything on anyone." Jungkook added, which made everyone at the table laugh, except Jimin. He was too busy staring off in space is what the rest of the guys thought until they saw a woman serving the table right in front of them.

Yoongi tapped Jimin on the hand, " Hey go talk to her if you are going to stare. I don't want people to feel uncomfortable with our first time being here." Yoongi knew about Jimin's weirdness. He didn't complain simply because he thought it was from nerves, but he never seen him stare at someone like they were/are goddesses. He was happy that obviously he found her attractive, but his look also scared him. Something in his eyes just screamed darkness, but Yoongi ignored it since he just thought he was imaging things.

The woman looked up and caught Jimin staring, and she just simply smiled and continued with the couple in front of her. She soon walked off and Jimin almost lost his mind. She was perfect. Was that y/n? Watching her, he saw her grab their drinks and walk towards them. She smiled and placed them down on the table. “Here are you guys drinks. Would you like anything else?” Y/N questioned and looked around. Jimin spoke up before everyone else “W-What do you recommend…” looks at her name tag,” Y/N?”

“Well I think the Chicken Noodle Soup is the best. Its my favorite!” Y/N smiled and spoke cheerfully. Everyone ended up ordering that, the rest is history.

“Y/N! That boy is no good. He’s been weird since you two started talking. He’s always eyeing you when one of his friends or even a costumer asked a simple question! You need to stay away from him, he’s dangerous.” The manager, Randy stated. He was always observing his costumers. Making sure they arent being dick heads to his workers. Out of all of Jimin’s friends, he was the weirdest! He always only asked for Y/N. All the time. Even if she was busy.

One time Randy was working late and Y/N had already left since she was hoping to study later that night. Jimin had walked in alone and instead of seeing Y/N, Randy was there. “Sorry Bro, Y/N isn’t closing tonight.” He spoke since he was aware of his fondness of his worker. “Oh. I know.” Jimin spoke calmly. “Yeah? Then why are you here?” Randy questioned looking up from his phone. “Fire her. My company is looking for some new workers and i think she would fit just fine. Plus this shit whole of a coffee shop doesn’t pay as much as we are willing to.”

Randy was confused. Why would he really want to fire his best worker? She never mentioned anything about working at a company, a Music Company, at that. He raised his eyebrow. “Jimin, I understand you are considered a friend but, you should let her choose if it came to her wanting to leave. “

Jimin had a straight face but then he broke out into a laughing fit, “You, You think i was asking?” His smile slowly going away. “ Im telling you to fire her or ill do something then it will be too late to fire her.” He walked closer to were Randy was standing. “What… what do you mean too late?” “Oh? Because either you will be dead along with Lisa and the rest of your workers and Itll look like Y/N went crazy or someone went on a murder spree for no reason and targeted the best coffee shop in town. And i couldnt dare let my Princess go down like that ill be her only alibi.” Randy backed up fearing his life. Maybe firing her wouldnt be as bad as he thinks. He watched Jimin pull a gun out of his pocket and clock it. He pointed to the phone “Hurry, Call her. The clocks ticking.” He rushed to the phone and called her remembering her number by heart.

“Hello?” Y/N spoke on the other end. “….” His mind went blank and his tongue got caught. He felt Jimin shove the gun in back of his head. “Speak. you have 2 minutes.”

“Y-Y/N im sorry to do this but… Im gonna have to let you go.” He stuttered out. He heard the other end of the phone go silent. “Y/N? Hello?” Randy said while tears ran down his face.

“…um, okay, um thanks for calling me..” she spoke she was about to hang up when Randy shouted “Y/N call for help JIMIN HAS A GUN-“ then she heard a gunshot then the phone line went dead.

Y/N screamed and dropped her phone. She ran to out of her apartment without second thought. They took training in case someone were to come in with a gun. She prays Randy wasnt hurt. Did he say Jimin? “Oh god what if Jimin was also hurt?!” She picked up speed and finally made it to the coffee shop.

The light were out and there seem as though no one was there. She quietly walked in and looked around. “R-Randy?” She whispered. “J-Jimin? Anyone?” As she was walking she felt someone grab her from behind and she almost screamed but she heard them say. “Its Jimin.” She calmed down and turned around. “Wheres Randy?”she asked with tears in her eyes. “Why do you care? Hes dead.” He said calmly as if it was normal. “He wouldn’t fire you quickly enough so i ended him. Hes pretty weak. Now you can live with me, work with me. All those things we can do together,” he grabbed the towel that had chloroform on it and put it right ontop of her nose and mouth. He watched her claw and struggle but it was no use. It was pretty strong. He smiled. He put the gun right in Randys hand to make it look like he did it to himself. Glad he was wearing gloves because of the cold Weather.

“Never, Never Leave me.” He whispered in Y/Ns ear as he carried her to his car sitting her right in the backseat and covering her with a blanket to keep her warm on the long ride home.

#bts jimin #park jimin #yandere!jimin #yandere park jimin #jimin x reader #bts #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook

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ikeromantic · 1 year

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Entwined, Ch 6

Part 6 of a multipart series. Mai has been reborn in the modern age after a full life in the Sengoku. The warlords as spirit animals find her again after 500 years of searching for her soul. Approx. 4500 words.

Part 1

Previous: Chapter 5

Friday arrived quickly for Mai, a blessing and a curse. Orders were coming due and her eyes and hands were tired. Working through the weekend was definitely a possibility.

If she was honest, it wasn’t just being busy that wore her out. Even her worry for Sachie wasn’t to blame - if anything, the actress handled her issues with Keiki better than Mai herself. No . . . if she was being truthful with herself, it was the dreams.

Every night she was tossing and turning, her mind conjuring terrible things. Like some kind of warring states film project, she imagined battlefields and bandits and remorseless warlords. Mitsuhide was in them, and Hideyoshi, the chef Masamune, and even that strange, coldly beautiful man Kenshin. When she woke from them, she felt tense and exhausted. Her limbs moving with nervous energy as she would get up for a glass of water or the toilet, any excuse to turn on a lamp and remind herself she was here and safe. That none of the fear and tension she felt was real.

But today, she promised herself she wouldn’t worry about any of it. Not Sachie, not work, and definitely not those dreams. Today, she was going out on a date. With Hideyoshi. It was going to be fun and relaxing. He was a nice guy and she deserved to have a good time with someone like him.

As she dressed, she wondered if Mitsuhide ever took anyone to a theme park. She couldn’t really picture it, and the idea of him taking someone that wasn’t her was . . . uncomfortable. “Why am I even thinking about that?” Mai scolded her reflection. “He is a client. Hideyoshi is my date and I like him. He’s kind and honest and he doesn’t tease me.” She ignored the little part of her that yearned for that laughing voice and razor-sharp smile.

Though Hideyoshi offered to come to get her, she declined. It would be better to meet him there. She didn’t want him to see her messy apartment, a refrigerator full of takeout leftovers and the rest of the apartment cluttered with stuff from work. Besides, the train ride would be a chance to catch up on her emails.

When she arrived at her stop, she saw Hideyoshi standing on the platform beside another man. Hideyoshi held a bouquet of pink primrose which distracted her for a moment from the fact that he was wearing shorts. He had long legs, Mai thought, with strong calves and a dusting of light hair. Most interesting was the small tattoo she caught a glimpse of just above the line of his shoe. Was it . . . a monkey?

The man next to Hideyoshi was a little taller, with dark hair, and a tailored suit. She could tell by the fit through his chest and the way the jacket cuffs hit at just the right point on his wrist. They were clearly there together, judging by the way they turned their heads to talk to one another - but she couldn’t have imagined a more different person than Hideyoshi.

Mai got off the train and had only a moment before Hideyoshi pulled her into an enthusiastic hug. Normally, she wasn’t much for that kind of greeting, but there was something so warm and reassuring about his embrace that it was impossible to feel awkward about it.

“It’s good to see you,” he enthused, and when he let go of her, he held the flowers out.

She noticed a little envelope hidden amongst the blossoms. “Thank you. I’m glad to see you too.” Her gaze drifted to the other man. He had the most piercing gaze, Mai thought, like a bird of prey. And an arrogant cant to his head, as if he were surveying the peasants and found them mildly amusing. It instantly put her on the defensive, and he hadn’t even said a word.

“Oh, I’m being rude. Mai, this is my boss Nobunaga. He runs the school where I work.” Hideyoshi gestured to the imposing man. “He’s been wanting to meet you since we met.” A slight flush crept up Hideyoshi’s neck. “I’ll admit, I haven’t been able to shut up about you.”

Nobunaga nodded, his smirk growing into a broad smile that transformed his face from something threatening to a sort of stern handsomeness. “Fireball. I see you’re the same as ever.”

Mai thought that if she went for the boss-to-lover romance trope, he would definitely be her type. She cleared her throat, hoping none of that showed in her face. “Nice to meet you.” She wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but this was Hideyoshi’s boss so she was determined to make a good impression.

Hideyoshi gave his boss a worried glance.

Nobunaga ignored the look completely, his carnelian eyes fixed on Mai. “Do you still play Go?”

“Go?” She was fairly sure she’d never told Hideyoshi about her Go obsession in her tweens. It was right around the time there was a popular anime about it. “I - I haven’t played in years.”

“That’s a shame.” He took her hand, his fingers tracing the tendons in the back of her hand. It felt like an intimate touch, as if he already knew every line there and was only claiming familiar territory. “I could give you lessons, if you like.”

Mai felt her breath caught in her throat, completely unable to respond with words. Her body, on the other hand, had no such hesitation. There was a sharp crack as her other hand connected with his cheek.

Hideyoshi’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, mouth open to speak. He didn’t manage any better than Mai.

Nobunaga, on the other hand, let her go. He touched the red spot on his cheek and began to laugh. “You really haven’t changed at all.”

“Changed?” Mai almost stuttered over the word, still angry and unsettled by him.

Hideyoshi stepped in. “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t hit my boss. Even if he - sometimes - deserves it.” He threw another look at Nobunaga.

“What’s that Hideyoshi?” Nobunaga raised a brow. Hideyoshi looked torn for a moment, as if he honestly had no idea what to say, but then Nobunaga laughed again, cutting the tension between them. “Go on. Have your date. I wish you both well.”

“Thanks.” Mai watched him turn and leave, feeling more puzzled than ever. He was strange and imperious and yet, there was something in the back of her mind. A thought, or perhaps just a feeling. As if she knew him. Even the nickname he’d tossed out. Fireball. It felt right.

“Don’t let him get to you.” Hideyoshi took her hand, leading her away from the boarding area and Nobunaga. “He’s always like that.”

She nodded, letting him take the lead. “He’s kind of an asshole.” Mai paused, then added, “but I kind of like him.”

“I’m glad.” Hideyoshi smiled, looking genuinely relieved to hear it. “I really respect Nobunaga. I’d hate it if you didn’t get along.”

Mai let the conversation die there, her mind clouding with weird day dreams. A burning building, those same eyes pinning her to the spot from a dais, Hideyoshi looking so angry and distrustful . . . She rubbed her face and then checked her makeup with her phone. Not smeared, thank goodness.

It was a short walk to the amusement park from the train station. Hideyoshi held her hand all the way there, a quietly comforting presence. He seemed to sense she was thoughtful and let her be for now.

She wanted to have some fun, light hearted conversation, but she felt so strange. The images slipped from her grasp the more she tried to focus on them, leaving her with a sense of melancholy. Completely inappropriate on a first date, but there it was. Mai felt as if something very important was lost and the harder she searched for it, the further away it got.

“Hey.” Hideyoshi’s hand lightly brushed over her hair, careful not to muss it. “Are you doing ok? We don’t have to go out today if you don’t want to.”

His concerned expression was so sweet that she smiled. Mitsuhide would have made some remark about her face sticking that way or - or - why was she thinking about him again? She shook her head to clear him right out of it. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to zoneout like that. Your boss just reminded me of someone and, I guess I got a little off track. But I’m here with you today so let’s have fun.”

He smiled back. “Alright. But if you start to feel bad or you want to do something else, just say so, ok?”

“Ok.”

The amusement park sounds drew them the rest of the way in. Laughter and music and people in happy conversation, the smell of good food and sweet drinks, and the sight of bright colors and sparkling lights. Mai hadn’t been to an amusement park in years. It was a relic of her teen years, a place she’d spent many a weekend hanging out with Asami. It hadn’t changed much from those days, really. Some new rides and displays, new food vendors.

“Have you been here before,” she asked.

“Just for class trips. Somehow, I always end up being one of the chaperones.”

Mai grinned. She could so picture that. Hideyoshi chasing after a class full of kids, reminding them to put on their sunscreen and drink water.

“I brought some sunscreen, if you forgot yours.” He held out a little tube and Mai started laughing. “What’s funny? Getting sunburned hurts and it could give you skin cancer.” He frowned.

“I’m sorry.” She patted his arm. “It’s just that I was imagining you saying that to your kids on the class trips.” He was still frowning so she added, “It’s because you care about people. That’s a good feature, really.”

This mollified him a bit. “So . . . do you need some?”

“No, but I might later. I put some on before I left.”

Hideyoshi nodded. “Alright. Let me know if you get thirsty. I brought some - hey! Why are you laughing again?”

Mai shook her head and pulled him toward one of her favorite rides. “Come on. I want to ride this one first.” It was really something more for children, and Mai knew it, but she’d always loved the carousel here. The art nouveau paintings on the sides and ceiling, the brilliant lights, the prancing horses and decadent carriages . . . even the music, which was played through an old wax cylinder as an automaton band in the center of the ride went through the motions of their instruments.

Hideyoshi chuckled. “This one, eh? Which horse will you ride?”

That was an easy question for Mai. She had a favorite since she was a kid. “That one,” she pointed as it came around the curve. A prancing silver mare with a white mane, eyes of flashing gold; she wore a bellflower garland, and the saddle was blue and purple and gold too, with tiny bellflowers curling up its forelegs.

This seemed to give him pause and for a moment, he said nothing. Then he pointed at a nearby palomino, one with bright blue eyes and a white main and tail. The golden tan of its coat was shiny and draped with red roses. “I’ll ride that one then.”

Their turn came and they both mounted their steeds. “Are you ready,” Mai asked, grinning.

“I’ve ridden real horses. Pretty sure this isn’t as hard as wah!” Hideyoshi nearly lost his grip on his mount as it jerked into motion, suddenly bobbing up on its pole.

Mai giggled. She couldn’t hear whatever else Hideyoshi said over the sound of the music, but she could see the flush creep up his neck. He was pretty cute. She would have to ask him about his horse riding experience after the ride ended.

The song finished and the carousel slowly stopped turning. The horses and carriages went still. Mai was unfortunate enough that her mare ended at its highest position on the golden pole. Her feet couldn’t touch the ground from here. Just as she was contemplating a little hop, strong hands wrapped about her waist and lifted her off the horse and onto the slightly sticky carousel floor.

She found herself standing very close to Hideyoshi, pressed between him and the ride. His hands were still at her waist. It was easy to forget how imposing he was, with his broad shoulders and wide chest. His eyes were crinkled at the edges by his wide smile. His face was so close. Close enough to kiss.

Mai blushed and side-stepped, pulling away from him. “Thanks for helping me down.” She could tell he was disappointed by her reaction, but Hideyoshi hid it well, still smiling.

“It was my pleasure. So, what next, beautiful lady?”

“We could play some games?” She had a few other rides she enjoyed, but wanted a moment to think before she found herself pressed hip to hip with Hideyoshi.

“A chance to show off my skills, hm? Alright, let’s go.” He took her hand and they walked to the gaming area. There were so many different kinds. A plinko pavilion, an arcade with those dancing games, and then a row of more traditional carnival style games like ring-toss and cup-ball. Hideyoshi headed straight for the bow and arrow challenge.

“This one?” She raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know how to shoot a bow. Usually I do the -” she waved vaguely toward the arcade.

Hideyoshi’s smile widened. “I can show you. Come on.” He led her to the booth and paid for tickets to play.

The game operator was an older man with a kind face. He watched them with a politely bored expression. Mai figured he probably saw people on dates like them all day, every day. Eventually, she guessed, even watching people have fun and fall in love must have gotten old. Her thoughts derailed though as Hideyoshi put her hands around the bow.

“Are you ok? You look a little startled.”

“Yep. Sorry. I got lost in my thoughts.” She smiled at him. “So, how do I do this?”

Hideyoshi showed her how to hold the arrow and pull the string back. “There’s not much real pull on these so you won’t ever get a lot of force. And the arrow tip there is pretty blunt. These are pretty safe. If you were to shoot a real bow, we’d want to get you an arm guard.”

“Good to know.”

“Alright, so once you have it lined up, pull back . . .” Hideyoshi’s chest was against her back, his cheek at her temple. It was the sort of position that should have had her heart pounding but she just felt . . . comfortable. Maybe that was better?

“Mai, did you zone out again?”

She found him watching her with an amused smile. “I was! You’re just . . . distracting!”

“Good.” His eyes shone. “But when you’re holding a weapon, even one as safe as this, it’s important to pay close attention.”

“Right. Sorry.” She narrowed her eyes, focused on the target. It was a little frog shaped target in the first row of targets. With Hideyoshi’s hand laid atop hers, she pulled back the bowstring and let her arrow fly.

It sailed over the head of the frog and landed somewhere on the floor between the targets. The game operator chuckled. “Good try.”

Hideyoshi released her slowly as if reluctant. “It was a really good first shot. It takes time to learn to aim, to predict how the air and distance and weight of the arrow affect where it hits.” He stepped away and picked up his own bow and arrow. “Alright. I’ll take my turn now.”

Mai watched as he set his feet and pulled the bow up, setting the arrow. He was meticulous and confident in his motions as if he’d done this a thousand times before. Hideyoshi drew back and let the arrow fly, targeting the last row of little moving monkeys. The arrow hit its target squarely with a loud thunk.

The game operator grunted. “Good shot.”

“That’s one,” Hideyoshi flashed Mai a smile. “Think I can hit two more?”

“I bet you can. That was amazing!” She laughed. “Do you teach archery club or something?”

“Something.” He lined up another shot. Another of the monkeys went down.

“Damn,” the game operator said under his breath.

Mai clapped as Hideyoshi took his third shot. Another arrow thudded into the monkey target. She had no idea how he could hit something so small, that moved so erratically. She couldn’t even get an arrow into the tubby little frogs at the front, and they were still.

Hideyoshi beamed. “That was fun. It could stand to be a little more challenging though. More distance maybe?”

“Yeah.” The game operator shrugged and pulled down a big brown teddy bear with a huge red heart in its hands. “Congrats.” He tossed the bear to Hideyoshi.

Hideyoshi caught it, then turned and held it out to Mai. “For you.”

She couldn’t help but blush at his expression. She didn’t really want a giant teddy, but there was no way she could turn it down when he was looking at her like that. Maybe, she thought, her old Bersace toy needed a friend. “Thank you. That’s really sweet.”

They decided after that to have a drink and then go ride some of the more adventurous rides. Hideyoshi hurried off to get their lemonades while Mai found a table for them. She could barely see over the head of the bear, but she was trying to go slow enough that she didn’t bump into anyone. Hopefully they would see her coming and move, even if she didn’t see them first.

She was almost to the tables when she ran into something - or someone - very solid. And she heard, rather than saw, something gooey hit the ground with a thud and a splat.

“Seriously? Dontcha look where you’re going? You - you -”

Mai wriggled the bear lower to see who was shouting at her. It was a guy around her age with big nut-brown eyes and messy, windblown hair just a shade lighter than cocoa.

When his eyes met hers between the furry bear ears, his jaw dropped. “Boar-woman!”

“What?” She felt a sudden surge of annoyance. “What did you just call me?”

“You charged into me like a boar. Didn’t anyone ever teach you to watch where you’re going?”

Mai sniffed. “Look, you jerk, I was watching where I was going. It’s not my fault you’re so short I couldn’t see you under the teddy bear.”

“Short? I’m still taller than you!” The rude boy was working up to another insult when a tall, gorgeous guy came up behind him and without a word, whapped him on the back of the head with the book in his hand.

She noticed it was a poetry book from Basho. An odd item to carry around in a theme park, much less to use as a weapon.

The rude boy turned around, balling his fist at his side. “Hey! Why’d you hit me, Shingen? I was just telling this boar woman how to watch her step.”

“We don’t call divine maidens after any kind of animal, Yuki. Apologize.”

Gorgeous and polite, Mai thought, feeling a smile slip onto her face.

Yuki rubbed the back of his head and glared at her. “Sorry for calling you a boar woman. I guess.”

Shingen smiled. “Much better.” Then his gaze fell on Mai. His eyes were like a magic charm, she thought. They made the whole park around them fade into the background. “I must still be sleeping,” he said in a voice reminiscent of a bedroom purr, “because women as lovely as you only exist in dreams.”

It was so cheesy. Ridiculously so. Of course he knew he wasn’t asleep. He’d just assaulted that jerk he apparently knew. But the way he said it . . . the way his lips parted and his eyelids softened . . . that slight lean forward . . . it was just . . . “Wow.” Mai hadn’t meant to say it aloud but the word just popped out.

Yuki rolled his eyes. “Do we gotta do this right now? You know this chick is the reason your pastry is on the ground now, right?”

“I have no need of anything sweeter than to gaze on you. The pastry was a sad, bland substitute.” He took her hand and pressed his lips to the back of it.

Hand-kissing wasn’t something Mai had ever considered very seductive. Lips pressed to anywhere could, obviously, be sensual like . . . Mitsuhide and his endless teasing . . . but Shingen took it to a new level. He made it an art. The slight exhalation of warm breath on her skin just before his kiss. Then the gentle, almost imperceptible movement of those same lips, first barely brushing and then pressed firm, silky hot and promising, followed by a regretful withdrawal as if all he really wanted was to kiss that hand again. It was just . . .

“Wow.”

“I think you broke her,” Yuki snickered.

Shingen swatted at him with his book again. “She says all she needs to with the bat of one eyelash, and more eloquently than you.”

“Uhm.” Hideyoshi’s confused voice interrupted the whatever-this-was. “Takeda?”

Mai’s hand was released and Shingen’s gaze broke from her. “Do you know him?” She was a little embarrassed at how breathless she sounded.

“I do.” Hideyoshi did not sound amused.

Yuki looked angry. “You better think twice about anything you want to say, Toyotomi.”

Shingen set a hand on Yuki’s shoulder. “Quiet.” Surprisingly, Yuki did fall silent, but he looked like he wanted a fight.

Mai wasn’t sure what was going on between these guys, but she decided to intervene. “Well, I guess that saves me introductions! I happened to run into these two on my way to the seating area. Lucky, hm?”

Shingen turned his smile on her again and Mai had to fight the urge to smile back at him like an idiot. He was something, for sure, but he wasn’t more attractive than Mitsuhide. Or Hideyoshi. She cleared her throat.

“Lucky for us, of course. But sadly, we are on our way out so we can’t stay for a chat.” Shingen gave a nod to Hideyoshi. “We’ll see you around.”

Yuki grimaced as he walked past. “Count on it, monkey.”

Hideyoshi watched them walk away. When they were out of sight he let out a breath. “They didn’t bother you, did they?”

“No. I mean, Shingen seems like a cheeseball and that Yuki guy is rude, but nothing I can’t handle on my own.”

“Good.” Hideyoshi gestured to the seats a little further on. “Let’s sit down and drink our lemonade before the ice melts.”

Mai tried to make conversation at the table, but Hideyoshi seemed distracted after their encounter with Shingen. “So do you want to tell me who those guys are to you? Because you’re being kind of weird about it.”

“I’m sorry. I wanted to make today all about you, but seeing Takeda here just . . .” He let out another long breath. “Let’s just say me and him have some history. Sanada too. It’s supposed to be water under the bridge now, but old grudges are hard to let go.”

“It’s ok.” Mai thought about what she ought to do. “Maybe we can go on another ride and see if that cheers you up?”

“Alright.” Hideyoshi smiled. “Thanks for giving me another chance today. Let’s enjoy the rest of our date.”

They rode the rollercoaster and the pirate ship, the swings, and something called the scrambler. Mai was pretty sure they called it that because after being spun every which way, your brain felt scrambled. Hideyoshi was laughing and shouting alongside her on all of them, and really seemed to forget about their run in with his old frenemies or whatever they were to each other. She was glad for that, though her curiosity was eating her alive.

Hideyoshi didn’t seem like the kind of guy to have enemies. And Shingen hadn’t seemed like the type to teach kids unless it was a class in pickup lines. She couldn't imagine the two of them being involved in any of the same things. The whole situation felt very mysterious. Maybe she’d have a chance to ask him about it another day.

When it started to get dark, Hideyoshi called for a ride and took her back to her flat. They rode with the bear between them, chatting over the top of his furry little head.

“I really had a good time with you today,” Hideyoshi told her. “It’s good to just relax sometimes.”

“I agree. Thanks for taking me out.” Mai smiled at him. “And for the bear. I haven’t decided what to name him yet.”

Hideyoshi raised an eyebrow. “Name him?”

“Yeah. I was thinking Giorgio Bearmani but I don’t know.”

“What about Loubeartine? Or . . . Gabbeara?”

Mai giggled. “I didn’t realize you liked fashion!”

His cheeks flushed. “Well . . . I had to look into it when I realized how much you love clothing design.”

“Really?” She felt a little overwhelmed by that. “I don’t think anybody I ever dated bothered to look up fashion for me.”

Hideyoshi shrugged. “I wanted to understand what you enjoy.” He cleared his throat. “Anyway, I think we’re about to your place. Should I . . . help you carry the bear up or . . .” The car pulled to a stop outside her building.

It was a tempting offer. She could imagine it. Asking him upstairs. Sharing some wine while they sat on her bed and talked more. And then they would kiss. Maybe more. He’d probably be gentle and sweet. Considerate. That should be enticing, she thought. But her flat was a mess and she just felt tired. So she leaned across the seat and kissed his cheek. “I’ve got it.”

He coughed again and set his fingertips over where her lips touched. “Alright. Then I’ll see you later. Next time.”

“You will. Goodnight, Hideyoshi.” Mai waved goodbye and then headed up. The first thing she did when she got in was to check her phone. She had a text from Mitsuhide. Take care of yourself, little mouse.

Mai felt a wide grin spill across her cheeks. I did, she wrote back. Spent the whole day at my favorite amusement park with a friend. She felt a twinge of guilt calling Hideyoshi her friend but technically it was true.

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In an empty field nearby, several strange animals gathered. A weasel, a rabbit, a bear, and a wolf. Their heads were lowered together as if in conversation. Sometimes they would glance up at the window of an apartment building, or at least so it seemed.

Animals don’t know much about apartments or windows, nor do they care about a specific one. Yet the illusion of interest held as their cacophony of wild voices rose and fell. Some grand debate between the tribes, one might say, if anyone noticed them at all. And just as suddenly as it began, the gathering ended. They all turned to leave at once like children at the sound of the bell at the end of a school day.

Next: Chapter 7

#ikemen sengoku #ikesen hideyoshi #ikesen mitsuhide #ikesen nobunaga #ikesen shingen #ikesen yukimura #ikemen sengoku au #otome guys #otome #fanfiction #fanfic

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chihirolovebot · 1 year

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Could you talk more on the Kuzuryu x Physicist, it sounds really interesting (and I love any and all Physicist content)

absolutely . tw for brief brief mention of suicide / sacrificial death.

so i think they definitely would NOT get on at first . phys is not about his blase attitude , his threats , etc . they'd definitely have a healthy fear of him , too, considering he's yakuza and plenty scary even with the height and the baby face . i would not be surprised if they accidentally insulted him once and he did the whole 'grab em by the front of their clothes' and threatened their life , or something. likewise he probably thinks phys is stupid and gullible + doesn't see the point in putting faith in the others . HOWEVER .... i think he would be one of the only people to pinpoint how smart phys is , and would be pretty careful not to underestimate them .

after ch2 is when things change . of course. phys probably freaks the fuck out and disassociates when he Does The Thing with the Knife and i think theyd feel a little guilty they didnt see it coming or try to stop him or anything so they visit him in the hospital once or twice . also just to take some of the burden off tsumikis shoulders . IDK maybe they talk about pekoyama and ( assuming phys has the same backstory ) they swap stories about growing up + phys talks about the professor . it would be the first time they sorta connect . i could see kuzuryu remembering some passing comment phys made and bringing them a gift from the monomono machine . then getting super fucking embarrassed and blustery when they genuinely rly like it .

as the chapters go on they just start hanging out.! idk i just think theyre neat . no storms canonically happen in the game but i control reality so oops theres a storm and its not safe for phys to go back to their cabin so they gotta spent the night ! kuzuryu sleeps on the floor OBVIOUSLY . hes such a freak. if we're going love interest he definitely falls first + he does that Thing where he avoids phys for like three days after he realises he likes them and then he feels super guilty about it so he apologises very sincerely but he still doesnt confess so phys is just extremely confused .

phys despair disease victim maybe ... ? links back into that post i made before about their despair disease making them hyper paranoid of everyone . maybe theyre a near victim in the tsumiki case and kuzuryu realises holy shit they almost Just Fucking Died i cant let them out of my sight actually .

PHYS AT THE THEME PARK !!!! theyre fucking giddy about the rollercoaster its the most hyped anyone has ever seen them . so even tho kuzuryu's not a fan phys drags him on with them and kuzuryu sticks to their side throughout the funhouse . BUT . the lack of food starts getting to him and he snaps and they fight + phys is on their own for a bit and starts getting all sacrificial . they think about going into the final dead room , they think about offering themselves as a victim but they dont know who to turn to ... maybe they bring up the idea to nidai but he refuses bc he doesnt see them as a fair fight + word gets back around to kuzuryu . and he gets super angry and then super scared + he apologises for snapping at them and theyre besties again .

now if phys and komaeda r cautious friends i imagine ch5 would be tough for them . the loss of nanami would also hit super hard ... i imagine phys would like her quite a bit actually . i think most of ch5 would be them patching up their relationship after the stress and rocky terrain in ch4 but they go into ch6 pretty strong . this is also Probably when phys realises they like kuzuryu too btw if u even care. i dont have the energy to think abt ch6 but maybe they kiss . idk. maybe . im squeezing the life out of both of them btw

#DISASTER gay people #dear venus.

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cluelessbees · 1 year

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Okay….

A concept— Dash and Lily Byler AU (I posted a part 2-ish)

Idk if you guys have watched dash and lily but it’s a very cute season-long like cheesy Christmas romance. The whole premise is that Lily puts this book in a bookstore that Dash finds and they essentially communicate through the notebook. They don’t know each others identities but they have to do a dare in order for the other to answer their question.

Im like not explaining it well but it’s very cute 😭. So like I was wondering ….byler au 👀?

So now enjoy my take on their notebook entries to each other—

(For context this one is Will’s to Mike after Mike proposed being called Blue + Mike’s entry afterwards)

Idk if it’s any good but enjoy—

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Blue huh?

You really aren’t giving me any clues to your name? I guess you do really like the mystery aspect of this all.

I guess I’ll continue in the theme of colours. Call me yellow. Or…think of me as yellow. I don’t think yellow works as well as a name compare to Blue, but it’s my favourite colour.

It just feels warm….which feels sorta weird to say. How can a colour feel warm?

I don’t know. It just- reminds me of sun and how it would tickle my skin when I would lay on the grass in the park with my family. It’s just one of those warm memories. Something I think about when I want to escape.

That’s- a really weird thing to admit to a boy I’ve never met. But it’s just easier to tell you these things I guess? You’re easy to talk to- or write to.

I’m sorry if I’m being weird. I hope I’m not scaring you away.

Because ….i like talking to you blue. I hope you like talking to me.

Anyways, enough about me. It’s time for your dare.

You’ve mentioned never really being an artist, huh? I’m not buying it. I think you like being creative. You just hate showing it.

I’ve attached a drawing of a map to this art centre. Go to it. I’ve booked you for a 4pm painting lesson. Let me know what you draw.

Don’t focus on perfection just have fun, okay?

Give the book to the instructor, tall guy with a weird mustache you’ll know what I mean when you see it.

From,

Yellow (?) (i have no idea of yellow is working or not)

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Dear Yellow,

I’ll have to admit- it doesn’t work as well as Blue, but that’s okay. I think I’ll continue calling you notebook boy. I like the mystery element behind it. You’re very mysterious to me. I cant help wanting to know more about you.

You do remind me of yellow though- the warmth that is. I don’t know how else to describe it you just seem like such a warm person. Which- is weird to admit because I don’t even know you but it’s true.

Also, you don’t have to worry about scaring me off. I’m far too intrigued in knowing who you are to be scared off by anything.

And….I happen to like you too, Notebook Boy

(See notebook boy just works better)

Anyways, a finger painting class huh? Have to admit I did not expect that. You’re always filled with surprises.

At first I thought you were just being sadistic. Like- you wanted me to stain my hands as some sort of punishment for a previous dare. But- I have to admit it was fun getting messy.

And I managed to get a sweet finger painted rainbow out of it. I’m sure I can’t compete with the art you make. You’re probably the most talented artist I know (I’m aware I haven’t seen your art yet but I’m still right.) But I like it- I think. It’s a decent painting.

Scratch that my friend just asked me if it was made by my little sister— okay so maybe not decent, but I had fun. Maybe…I do like creativity. Although no one will know but you.

I hope I get to see your paintings someday.

For now, i leave you with a dare and a question.

What’s your taste of music like, Notebook Boy?

Mine is a mixed of genres, but I thought it would be fun for you to try something new. You seem very reserved so…I’ve attached a ticket to a friends rock show. It’s for tomorrow at 9. He makes good music. I’ve always like the atmosphere of his gigs. They’re so loud and the energy just seeps through the veins.

I hope you like it.

Blue

P.S. hand the book over to my friend at the end of the show! He’s the guitarist. Tell him Blue sent you.

***

I have more if y'all want but yeah--- thoughts? (Part 2)

#byler #I need to post more content so #I've sent this to my friends and I thought why not post it here #byler ficlet #Byler fanfic #mike wheeler #will byers #Dash and Lily Byler Au

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automatayaoi · 1 year

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*throws a dozen dress up clowns at your head* Character design!!! murder puppet apologism!!! chemicals turning frogs gay!!! its kero kero time!!!! i dont know how to type up a real bio so im just throwing tidbits fullspeed at your window and also partially me spitballing speghetti against the wall

✨ their name is kero pierrot ofc, and they are a funny little frog clown married to arlequino hehe. keeping with the theme of commedia dell'arte their name is based off the character of the pierrot (and it's also a pun on keroppi since theyre my favorite sanrio character waha)

✨ the Pierrot was a tragic and lovesick figure, portrayed as naïve but endearing, often hiding their true feelings behind their jokes, and was a popular choice for romantic artists

✨ kero is a widdle bit fucked up in the brain zone but its FIIINE just slap a coat of face paint on there and ur good 8) Do not perceive the crushing mental illness behind the curtain

✨ grew up in america ofc, came to japan for reasons that turned out to be highly fallible (they maybe trust people a little too easily), refuses 2 talk abt this, they are however lacking in places to stay and money to spend so start of everything theyre Struggling A Little

✨ at this point they arent even kero really just Person...pathetic sopping wet frog you find under a rock. they had a special interest in clownery but always sort of put those kinds of thoughts to the side as more of a silly daydream than a goal they could achieve

✨ a clown without its nose have you ever seen anything so sad

✨ they first see masaru and the rest of the nakamichi circus when they saw them perform their street show (starting here), they just happened to be in the park at the time, and it's honestly the first time kero has felt happy since they Arrived in japan

✨ magic of the circus

✨ they spend the next few weeks going to the park and sorta following the nakamichi circus around to see more of their street shows, they don't really have much else to do anyway, they might as well spend some time having fun watching a circus act

✨ they attend so many that they actually start getting recognized by some of the circus members, especially masaru and shirogane since theyre very Perceptive. not a lot of details on those thoughts currently but masaru probably does his Main Protag/Therapist thing and gets to know kero

✨ BUT the way they actually join the nakamichi circus is during the performers meetup (starting here), kero goes to see their show again, but then things start Going Very Wrong and masaru's left by himself with no one to perform with. Little guy problems

✨ they've seen how much masaru and the others have been working and struggling in the past weeks, improving their street show, their cooperation with each other, and even if masaru hadn't talked to them they couldn't stand seeing something that made them so happy go down in flames like this

✨ SO! they hop in with vilma naota and mitsuushi to save the act! they don't have circus training like them so they can't do any fancy acts, but kero knows how to improv and roll with the punches, so they play off of the others as second zanni to liven up the show

✨ after that, i think they'd try to slip away quietly (kind of cant believe they did that) but masaru goes after them and asks them to join the circus!

✨ he knows that they wanted to be a clown, and even without formal training, he thinks having a western style clown will help the nakamichi circus stand out from the crowd! (also a call back to this moment in the manga when they went to see the straw circus)

✨ this is when they actually introduce themselves as Kero Pierrot to the others. there is no other name only Clown

✨ this has been a lot of masaru talk so far sorry he's my little buddy inflicted with main character disease. also i dont get a chance to meet my husband until like chapter 380 so i gotta be doin smth in the mean time

✨ from here on, kero sticks with the nakamichi circus as their new home :) they already knew a lot about clowning, but they really throw themselves into studying it as best they can (usually by spending hours at a library computer since most don't really have a textbook on clowns) and also training with the other members to sorta expand their repertoire. they get a lot better at the classic clown skills, your juggling, your balloon animals, what have you, BUT they also start to learn the cyr wheel!

✨ kero and masaru bond over doing circus training together. i give him a little noogie.

✨ they become pretty close with ryouko and lise too !! i jus love all my circus family i get them to play board games with me

✨ Peaceful Life (Until Its Not)

✨ this post as already gotten so long (and also i wanna reread some parts of the manga to refresh my mindself) so at some point i will expand on kero's feelings irt masaru running away and narumi joining nakamichi circus, but theres a couple other important points i want to make :V

✨ kero sorta takes a back seat with the rest of the nakamichi gang until they show up at kuroga village

✨ Specifically they join lise heima and ryouko in going to mont-saint-michel to follow masaru (they are NOT!!! letting these children go off on their own to fight!!!!)

💕 this is when they meet arlequino hehe 💕

✨ they stay by ryouko's side while they fucking Book It form the shirogane-o, and that's when they run into arle

💕 sorry ryouko but I'M the one who smiles at him 💕

✨ i should make a separate post of the manga panels i'm def in. and/or rewrite the scene as a fic which i might do at some point but just wait

💕 anyway this post is long enough so all you have to know is we get married and now hes my malewife Arlequino Pierrot 💕

💕 tagging my karakuri buddies @dissonantyote @lameassboyfriend (i hope dats oke)

#this is UNGODLY long im so sowwy #this is just a long list of hand wavy ideas and vague shit but hey at least its kind of lore right #maybe someday it will be coherent #si; karakuri circus #selfship #selfshipping #self ship #self insert #frog croak #flash tw #for the blinkie

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maximaxstreasurebox · 1 year

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TWST Diasomnia Chapter Part 1

Summary notes(/reactions) I wrote while reading with the help of Google translate...obviously spoilers-

(2022.12.19) EP 7-1 to EP 7-19

yuu dreamed about the maleficent

freaks out, runs out to look at statue

meets diasomnia gang, calls Malleus 'Tsunotaro'

Sebek angy, Silver and Malleus shush him

Lilia runs in 'in school girl fashion'

slept over bcuz gamer night (Idia?), Silver tried to wake him up 3 times

Lilia is gloomy/anxious(?) during when waking up, bed-hair

Malleus invites yuu to talk about Maleficent

gang leaves to 3rd year orientation for 4th year

3 months per season, 3 courses, must do 2 to attempt graduation exam

company applications through interviews and grades

Trey thinks between food industry and science

Cater thinks between media and theme park management(?)

Ace's brother chose theme park management(?) back then

Should switch between companies for experience

Trey&Cater "idk what to choose, so time to listen to some classmates" tour begins; Vil&Rook

Vil - movie studio or potion, no college

Rook sad he cant see Vil in 4th grade

Rook- archaeological research, chose it after STYX accident showed him hidden beauty in world, college maybe?

Leona where the fck did you climb up from

lol he occupying a row to nap

Vil: take this seriously Leona: already applied :] everyone:??????

he's read the papers while Crowley was talking

Leona - mining and energy research company (geology)

of course he chose it to bitch about it for his bro

Rook: IDIA Idia: i do not exist

no Ortho here bcuz he's 1st year :)))

Idia: its a waste of time here when im already got a job offer everyone:????

he got offers after presentation on culture festival

Vil: is it…. STYX? Idia: nah hell, got kicked out temporally basically so media wont come after my fam *point at letter by dad*

Idia's parents got angy when he built a vacuum robot at age 8 and other shits

Vil: so where did u apply? Idia:……Olympus (no.1. market place, hardest to apply to) (btw web designer or what) everyone: EEEEEEHHHHH??!?!?!? (side note: this genuinely got me sad bcuz he first declined the offer back in chapter 5 epilogue)

Lilia: why are you laying on the desk, Cater?

Malleus cant decide which ones worth it

Lilia………….didn't choose anything……bcuz he will drop out of school

EVEN MALLEUS DIDNT KNOW IT

YUU TALKS ABOUT MICKEY TO REST OF 1ST YEAR GANG

Yuu showed the pic of Mickey, gang go uuuhh?

Grim: his ears are bigger than mine…

Ortho connecting to google, doesnt find anything about Mickey

Yuu talks about Mickey's room and friends

summary by Ortho: 1, Mickey is not from TWST, 2, time moves in Mickey's world too, 3, can only talk to him when he's sleeping

something with the mirror… Ortho uses this word: 銀歯 (silver-tooth????)

Ortho: do you know [Kouseki Radio]? (鉱石ラジオ)

oh we're going technology nerd talk, basically a radio made from ores and things without any electricity involved

sooooooooo the 'silver-tooth' he described is what used as a signal recorder(?)... like the needle on old vinyl

next nerd talk item: [Hitomi no Kagami], a hand mirror

current theory by Ortho: the mirror in Yuu's room is a [Hitomi no Kagami], a mirror used for communication

gang: wait.....then if Mickey is from another world, there might be a way to find Yuu's home world???

research group with 1st year gang! everyone takes turn at taking a chance to meet Mickey at night :D

Sebek and Silver flabbergasted that Lilia leaves school

LILIA....HIS MAGIC IS RUNNING OUT......... he can no longer fly, thats why he ran in the morning...

HE ALSO MOVES OUT AFTER SCHOOL;;;;;;;;;

His home country(?) is [Akatatsu no Kuni] (red dragon)

LILIA WASNT PLANNING TO GO BACK WITH MALLEUS IN THE VERY BEGINNING- *sobbing on floor*

He wants to live in peace and not being b-tched around :(

WE GOT MAL MAL'S GRANDMA NAME: QUEEN MALEFICIA

Silver and Sebek are so heartbroken;;;;;;;;

LILIA IS MOVING OUT WITHIN A WEEK???;;;;;;;;;

Lilia: I'm impatient bcuz I don't have much time! me: *chewing pillow*

Malleus: Are you sure you're not gonna change your mind? Lilia: Nope!..or rather, It has been decided a long time ago, no matter what..

"Fate can't be changed..."

oh man heeeeeee's maaaaad....

Lilia asked Sebek and Silver to help out packing up

Silver cleaning up one of Lilia's drawer be like; 'a test from 2 years ago......broken keyboard........expired coupon......hardened nail polish......candy boxes.....Is he really sure he can live like this? 😭'

..Ring on chain with rotten seeds(?) in candy box....

Silver: ".....Have I seen this ring before?....Aurora-colored jewels..."

Silver: .........so sleepy..... Lilia: Silver?

Silver: I found this box with the withered seeds(?)........can I throw it away- LIlia: NO!

Silver: So.. should I pack it? Lilia: No, I'll just take the bracelet (there's a bracelet in the box too??????),...and the ring can be given back to the rightful owner.. Lilia: To you, Silver. Silver: ??????

Lilia found baby Silver with the jewels on, and planned to give it back when he's grown up 🥺

Silver almost asks about his parents but then he just goes 'thank you'

Sebek found a.....magic tool?... Lilia's weapon when he was still a guard

Sebek notices that the metal part of the tool is made of [Mistium], an old metal thats no longer mined

...and Lilia used to use it also as an ordinary axe..rip Sebek...

MICKEY HUNTING BEGINS! First night: Ace&Duece!

Riddle only let them have away from dorm if they study, so he made study tests for them,even for Yuu&Grim💀

THERE'S EVEN FOR ORTHO, JACK, AND EPEL AHHAAHAHHAH-

Grim: If Yuu goes back to their original world....can I still stay in NRC?

Nooo sad time :"( gang is sad, then got back to midnight study session

Day 1 to meet Mickey - failed

Yuu can't sleep, but then sees light and a shadow outside

It's Tsunotaro......and not in a good mood..

IT'S SNOWING OUTSIDE

And Malleus seems really out of focus........snaps back his attention when Yuu appears, and stops the snowing

Malleus starts talking (read: trauma dumping) about how he got scolded(?) by Lilia for having the castle in ice bcuz of an argument he had with his grandma, and no one else dared to get close to him

OMG LONG HAIR LILIA WE WON WE WOOOOOOOON

Lilia made shredded ice with syrup from the ice and gave it to tiny Mal Mal???

Lilia: "You have a great power...don't waste it" Lilia: "Today who's here at this table could have died"

Malleus: You can say Lilia was always close to me.......but now.....he'll no longer scold me....

Malleus: so after my trauma dumping, what do we have here Yuu? :) Yuu: there might be a way to get home Malleus: ......................................so you're leaving too...

Yuu: I feel lonely about saying goodbye to everyone Malleus: ....if there was a way without losing anyone....would you wish for it?

Yuu says it's normal to be sad about goodbye, and goes back inside with a good night/goodbye..

Lilia: "You have a great power...don't waste it" Lilia: "Today who's here at this table could have died"

Malleus: ...Even with great power, I get nothing, I just lose... Malleus: ...they will leave me, leave the table eventually...

Malleus: ...those who invite me...are no more...

#i hate it here /lh #some not literally translations and some are attempts so yeah-#twst diasomnia chapter #twst chapter 7 #twst episode 7 #twst #twst summary #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #reaction #react #twst spoilers #spoiler #spoilers

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so i’ve already thought about the holy fire molotov cocktail sending michael & adam back in time instead of just banishing them slash burning them up but i thought about it some more and what if instead of just like tossing them back ~200 years it puts them even further back to, like, dinosaur times.

(under the cut because i am horrible at being concise)

so yk theyre banished and go flying and michael’s wings are all but shredded and his grace is leeched yada yada yada… and then they crash land into a tree. it’s all very comical, like they hit every branch as they go down, and they land smack dab in the middle of a nest of dinosaur eggs. adam was very rudely awoken as they flew and fell so he’s rattling around in the remnants of michaels grace like HELLOOOO WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED and michael is very out of it and obviously before either of them can get their shit together the dino mom comes back and is very upset that her eggs are being ‘threatened’ and they have to run.

michael tries to fly them away but of course he cant and adam is just screaming in their head GO GO GO GO RUN YOU IDIOT ANGEL JUST FUCKING RUN and it’s baby’s first time physically running for his life <3 but they make a very narrow escape and take a minute to catch their (adam’s) breath and michael has enough juice left to know when they are and adam is Very Unhappy. this doesn’t look like paradise, MICHAEL. this doesn’t look like ME BEING WITH MY MOTHER, MICHAEL.

michael says it is simple, i will contact my siblings to get us out of here. but when he tries he’s like, blocked, because he’s so far out of his time stream and they’re so far back in time. so adam tries praying, jumping around and screaming at the sky

MICHAELLLL MICHAEL IN THE SKY ITS ME ITS ADAM YOUR BACKUP VESSEL YOUR SWORD YOU DONT KNOW ME YET BUT COME ON MAN!!! ummm CASTIEL!!!! YOU’RE THERE TOO!!!! who else who else uh ZACHARIAH?? BETTER THAN THE DINOSAURS AT LEAST HELLOOOOO

but humans haven’t been invented yet so there’s no system for prayer thus the angels cannot hear him, plus they’re busy doing creation shit and not paying attention to the tiny bit of land they’re stuck on.

and since this is before humanity well it’s before lucifer’s fall so michael does not know what to do with the knowledge that in heaven his whole entire family is together. lucifer hasn’t fallen god hasnt left gabriel hasn’t run away… he wants to get back to his time but also he kinda wants to know if he can bodysnatch this michael maybe take his place maybe stop lucifer from fucking things up maybe kill him early… adams like nuh uh dont go getting any delusions of grandeur you are getting us back to our time so i can see my fucking mother.

but they still can’t get in contact with anyone except michael is sure that sooner or later someone will pay attention to earth and see that they’re not where they’re supposed to be or his grace will heal and they’ll get back to the cemetery. so it’s all just a matter of time.

in the meantime though. they’re just living with the dinosaurs. perhaps at first michael can’t manifest as an apparition or anything so it’s a battle of wills between who gets to have the body because adams pissed that theyre stuck but also it’s dinosaurs he’s not gonna sit back and let michael put him to sleep and just like meditate until he has enough power to get them back. he’s gonna look at some goddamn dinosaurs. he’s gonna eat these weird plants because even if theyre toxic to humans michael cant die so it’s basically one big science expedition full of bickering. adam does not stop humming the jurassic park theme and michael does not stop threatening to smite him because of it.

but they eventually start getting along and form a sort of domestic slash survival life amongst the dinosaurs and it’s all very cute. michael’s getting stronger every day and adams like ‘i was a boy scout’ about a billion times a day as he builds fires and shelters and michael teaches him how to fight like the heavenly soldier he is and adams like writing a research paper about dinosaurs in his head all ‘this is gonna blow people’s minds when we get back man’ whilst also seeing if he can like leave clues in fossils and shit so someday some scientists will see and maybe get the word back to someone who can help them. and also to fuck with people. carve a little happy face into some dinosaur bones to baffle some paleontologists. michaels thinking hmm i should probably not let him do this but he’s just so happy about it… he’s nicer to me when he’s happy, that’s the only reason i like it, yes.

and i cant decide if i want to go the classic route of chuck pulling them back to fight with him in 2019 orrrrrrr the funny route of michael’s grace healing after a long long long long time and him immediately taking them back to stull so he can finally finish off lucifer. only for, you know, sam to drag them into the cage too. it’s another very comical fall as they bump into everything they pass on the way down. adam has never been this angry in his entire life.

michael, he says, very very calmly. michael. we were free. we were back. in our time. and you—i can’t even look at you. we were FREE and you got us DRAGGED INTO HELL. are you FUCKING kidding me. michaels like hehe oops. and adam then makes it his mission to teach michael a thing or two about more than survival, like, come on dude, i thought we were buddies, pals even, i thought you were giving up on the whole apocalypse thing. what about my paper, man. i gotta write that. this still doesn’t look like paradise or my mom. i kinda miss the dinosaurs.

and if we do go the funny route then we get a michael who has spent the last however long thinking about a lucifer who hasn’t taken the mark yet and is now confronted with a lucifer who actually wants to murder him dead. it’s very jarring. and adam sees his discomfort and is like aw you did grow as a person when we were with the dinosaurs <3 i thought you hadn’t because well, WE’RE IN HELL. at least my efforts weren’t totally for naught. but then sam gets out twice and lucifer also gets out and adam is very comically angry but michael’s pissed too because someone should have noticed them in dinosaur times and now nobody is trying to get them out of lucifer’s cage?? this is twice now they haven’t been saved. what fucking baloney.

when they do get out and cas prays to them adams like nope nope nope i dont give a shit u guys i do not give even half a shit dont talk to me dont look at me dont calllllllll us i swear to god. i just spent the last forever with only this guy as company and you are going to let us write our little dinosaur paper and see my mother and experience air conditioning or god wont be the only thing you have to worry about.

when michael opens the portal to purgatory and dean asks if theyre coming adams in their head like michael i mean it if you take me to another fucking world that isnt somewhere with a goddamn mcdonalds you will never get another moment of peace in your life i promise you that. michaels like have u been trying to give me peace this whole time because it hasnt felt like it. haha very funny michael now can we please go somewhere else. with people maybe. people that aren’t going to eat us.

and well the rapture perhaps we can follow canon with this adam dies then michael dies then adams back and adam is like nooo way in hell. he has all my notes. for my paper. the sheer strength of his fury has michael slinking out of the empty all sheepish like hiii im back adams like you fucking better be. get back in here. now uh. can u take us back to the dinosaurs im really craving that fruit that you guys wiped out a billion years ago. also do u think we could bring back some seeds and plant it now? which michael knows is code for we’re bringing back some seeds and planting it now and if u try and stop me i will remind you that not only did you get us trapped with dinosaurs for a gazillion years, you immediately got us trapped in hell for a thousand. but michael doesn’t care because he likes seeing adam happy, though this time he knows its not just because he’s nicer to him. ;)

and they live happily ever after the end <3

#disclaimer everything i know ab dinosaurs comes from the movie dinosaur (2000) which i havent seen since like 2009.#so yeah #anyway. i didnt give much thought to a world in which they go straight from dinosaurs to 2020 #the cage was toooo funny to me #i am loving the image of michael and adam hanging out with dinosaurs tho #michael in tears like please stop referencing that movie #midam #mine #dinosaur au #best of #fr

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A certain sexy and mischievous welsh man and a particular skinny scottish pretty man have tricked us all! Perhaps David wasnt fibbing when he said that Michael just wont get out of his house. ;) Cant wait for staged season 3. They literally can't go 5 minutes without working together now and I blooming love it.

Hello, Anons! Yes indeed, this was a heck of a thing to wake up to, for so many reasons...

So first of all, there are full details of the show (which airs on November 24th) here, as well as info about a new behind-the-scenes special that will also be released.

Of course, I absolutely love that Michael and David cannot stay away from each other and will quite literally take any opportunity to work/be together. (I now suspect this is why Michael was in London for a full week after seeing David in Good, and preceding the Comic Con he recently did.) They clearly adore each other, and now that this is taking place in person instead of over Zoom, I am positively tingly at the thought of the unadulterated bicker-flirting that awaits us.

I also completely understand folks having mixed feelings about this news, as I do as well. I’ve written previously on my blog about my thoughts regarding a third season of Staged, so I won’t rehash too much of what’s already been said.

What I will say, however, is that what I want more than anything is for Michael and David to be in something that enhances their chemistry, that gives it room to thrive and flourish, rather than their chemistry being the thing that props the show up entirely.

I felt like this was the case especially in the second season of Staged, which was cluttered up with far too many guest stars whose presence ultimately took away from Michael and David. They need a vehicle for their chemistry, something to give it some sort of structure and framework that both Michael and David can work from and build on, and another season of Staged just doesn’t seem to be that.

With all of that in mind, it does make it seem like Staged 3 is something of a money grab--not even on the part of Michael and David, who have been very booked and blessed since the end of lockdown, but on the part of Simon, who seems to have not done much since the last season. And while I’m sure Georgia will do at least a serviceable job and fit in to the show, it just seems like an excuse to add another acting credit to AL’s résumé, despite the fact that she’s shown that she has difficulty acting even as herself.

(I’m also perplexed as to why this is airing on BritBox instead of the BBC, which is where the previous incarnations of Staged aired. I don’t know how many people are willing to sign up for another streaming service, and it seems like this third season is going to get a lot less traction as a result...)

I do find the marketing for the show really interesting, though, as the promo photos in the first two seasons were a mix of the respective “couples” (Michael/AL, David/Georgia) and edits of Michael/David, but the tweets on the Britbox Twitter show photos only of Michael/David and AL/Georgia. Might we be getting more of an emphasis on Michael/David as a couple? God, I hope so. Anon #2, your comment in particular made me think of an old Calvin Klein jeans commercial with Brooke Shields, where she said “You want to know what comes in between me and my Calvins? Nothing.”

And where the first two seasons were like safe sex--with the computer screens acting as a sort of digital condom between Michael and David--season 3 will be Michael and David raw. Skin to skin, possibly in every sense of the phrase (especially since now there is a good chance Michael was staying with David while in London, and they were spending all that time together...👀).

But yes...Simon has previously said that Staged is a love story. Will we now finally get that “kiss in the snow in Central Park” between Michael and David? (Or a similar park in London?) This season seems to have a holiday theme, so really...anything is possible. I hope it is, anyway. And I hope that Michael and David will find other projects to work on together, because their chemistry is too gorgeous and perfect to not go beyond Staged.

So those are my thoughts on today’s big news. I will definitely also write a full review of S3 once I’ve gotten to see all of the episodes. Fingers crossed and hoping for the best...

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dal r’el and uhhhh kendall roy. boyos

oh the fellas!

dal:

sexuality headcanon: idk hes like 14. he'll figure it out

otp: same answer as previous, hes like 14 he'll figure it out... though i wouldn't be mad about dal/gwyn, which i assume is the direction the show is going

brotp: dal and gwyn are so sweet together! you know how i feel about angsty characters who get redeemed by the narrative. although dal is such a good "captain" my brotp could be him with any of the main crew lol. him and jankom are funny; i love the episode when jankom keeps challenging him and being like "that's what a good first officer would do." dal and rok are like siblings to me. i love his mentor relationship with holojaneway

notp: idk i don't have strong feelings about this either

first headcanon that pops into my head: would try to "win" at dungeons and dragons—and, in the process, would learn a valuable lesson about friendship. hey prodigy writers btw i have an episode pitch,

favorite line from this character: oh god im pretty bad at remembering individual lines. can i choose the scene where hes playing that disc-in-cone game from tng. i'm just so glad that he's our first gamer captain. "gamer" is my favorite canonical dal character trait

one way in which I relate to this character: that episode where he gets really mad about not being able to beat the kobayashi maru. i really related to that. i, too, would abandon my crew in their time of need to try to Win an unwinnable scenario

thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: i cant think of anything off the top of my head!

cinnamon roll or problematic fave? hes a sweet guy. he has done nothing wrong. to me

kendall:

sexuality headcanon: bi? i think he views himself as straight but SOMETHING happened/is still going on with stewy

otp: i want him to be alone and miserable. i admire kenstewy truthers but it's not really my thing

brotp: him and his siblings particularly shiv and roman....augh they fascinate me....i like it when they are on the same team

notp: rava i guess? i'm not necessarily opposed to seeing them hatefuck in season 4. i don't think naomi was good for him

first headcanon that pops into my head: this is basically canon but he got megathump the rabbit as a way of connecting to his children who he is incredibly distant from. hes the kind of distant parent who tries to buy affection. renting out the theme park for sophie's birthday. buying iverson the most complicated lego sets. you know

favorite line from this character: i'll throw in a blowjob, i'll throw in a reach-around...hell, i'll even cup his balls. Dad

one way in which I relate to this character: self-destructive addictive tendencies prone to mood swings deeply cringe

thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: LITERALLY EVERYTHING. i want to say l to the og but the truth is that didn't give me second hand embarrassment because i was too busy laughing and grooving. the scene in prague when he's in the meeting with those women and he takes off the shoes is probably his worst scene for me. absolutely awful to get through. oh and "fuck the patriarchy", and "bad tweet"

cinnamon roll or problematic fave? well he's just the worst

#thank you!!! :)

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today has been a Day and it's literally only 12pm

(tw for vomit mention below for any fellow emetophobes that follow me i'm gonna talk in detail about what happened bc I need to get it out somewhere so please be careful but i'll put it under a read more too)

Basically my Worst Trigger happened today (aside from me being sick myself), a guest was violently sick in front of me, and not even like. directly in front of me and thank god not on me, and i also did have warning so I was able to step away, and not be like. completely blindsided by it. but i thought I could handle it, and so I did not, as I should have completely removed myself from the situation. so.

but i did see it. and hear it. and it was a lot. like oh my god. and like listen, i literally cleaned up vomit when I was custodial and that was fine, but it's really the actively watching it happen and hearing it happen that set me over the fucking edge

and ofc i'm around my coworkers so i have to act normal, and I was like hm, i should probably leave the area (and i'm having this through process literally AS the guest is actively vomiting again and again) but then i'm like nah everything is fine my emet is better now so i'll just process it later. and the guest just. kept throwing up. and i kept hearing it. even if i wasn't seeing it. but i couldn't stop from looking at it a few times and i did see it i saw a lot of it and now it's permanently imprinted in my brain but ANYWAY

i finally was like okay i literally cant be here, and left the area, to run into a custodian which was really fucking lucky so I told him about it and i maintained my composure here, i was like cool i'm fine everything is fine and then I ran into another coworker who could obviously kinda see what was going on. and i was like hi yes i can't be around that. and she was like yeah. valid. i don't like being around it either

and i'm like hahahaha yeah definitely that's definitely my thing it's definitely a normal thing and not a debilitating phobia that's affected me my entire life and i thought was getting better and i guess it is but today it went right back to Full On Panic mode bc my coworker (bless her) took me to the side and she could tell i was starting to freak out. and i'm trying to keep myself from freaking out, like it's fine, I'll freak out later, I can hold this in, it's fine. I tell her I have emetophobia. she starts to try to distract me, so she asks me about the tattoos on my arms, I start awkwardly telling her about Silence Agenda, but I can't think, I can't focus on anything I'm saying and then I don't really remember exactly what happened after that, since I definitely dissociated a little bit, but it was one of those panic attacks where I couldn't breathe and my entire face went completely numb, like, it was BAD. i haven't had one like that in a long long time.

thankfully my coworker was really good and helped me kinda breathe through it, and she clearly had experience with this kind of thing, and a coordinator showed up (bc of the guest issue, which ofc made me feel even worse bc wow now you gotta go comfort the cast member who's having a panic attack bc of an already bad situation that you also have to deal with)

and overall the entire thing was mega embarrassing, and no one made me feel bad about it, but I kept (and still keep) thinking about how i should be fine with this i'm supposed to be okay, I work at a theme park and i used to work in custodial and it NEVER affected me like this before, even though this was obviously a different situation, and everyone else was fine, like they were grossed out but able to keep doing their jobs, and I was the one who fucking lost it and so there's that whole level of shittiness on top of the regular shittiness of being in a triggering situation at work

so yeah. i'm not doing well. i ended up coming home early and i'm supposed to go to a concert tonight and probably will but i was already anxious about it and now i'm just like. wow. i'm so pathetic. anyway. thanks for reading if you read thru this

#win rambles #emetophobia #vomit tw #vomit mention #vent post #yeah so i thought it was getting better but this felt like a pretty big fucking setback #thanks for reading if you do read this i appreciate it #i just needed to vent #i know it's long i'm sorry #but i needed to get this out #man it's been a long time since i've made an emet related vent post on here... used to be all the time #i HAVE made progress in recent years i do know that. and i know this doesn't erase it. it just feels. awful.

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answers for the prev reblog (artist ask) because it looks fun

1. Art programs you have but don't use

💚 clip studio, i used it like 3 times in total because its not really for my win7 so its too buggy for me to use right now

2. Is it easier to draw someone facing left or right (or forward even)

💚 facing left for me

3. What ideas come from when you were little

💚 probably anything to do with bugs or dinos

4. Fav character/subject that's a bitch to draw

💚 certain clothes like tech wear and shoes but i still love it

5. Estimate of how much of your art you post online vs. the art you keep for yourself

💚 i post a solid 95%

6. Anything that might inspire you subconsciously (i.e. this horse wasn't supposed to look like the Last Unicorn but I see it)

💚 for human art its dmmd and bleach, at times pswg

7. A medium of art you don't work in but appreciate

💚 anything i dont do goes, animation, comics, sculpting (3d as well),...

8. What's an old project idea that you've lost interest in

💚 anything to do with 3d stuff, im not good with that (i could still learn though)

9. What are your file name conventions

💚 hfhshdhshhdh.png or the rare 0827464.png

10. Favorite piece of clothing to draw

💚 shoes? and tops like tees or hoodies.. but i also like drawing jeans, thanks to gorillaz

11. Do you listen to anything while drawing? If so, what

💚 anything im in the mood for, music, podcasts, true crime stuff, ... lately its yass stuff (like slay. bad bitch vibes. idont know how else to describe this music ✌️), nightcore, hyperpop and abba. yeah

12. Easiest part of body to draw

💚 is there one? ...ears? ik those are hard for some ppl but thats the thing i do in 3 seconds

13. A creator who you admire but whose work isn't your thing

💚 kinda beats the purpose for me or i just cant think of anyone here...

14. Any favorite motifs

💚 dunno if this is motifs, but first thing that pops up in my mind is wuxia theme... or funky angles, also anything y2k inspired

15. *Where* do you draw (don't drop your ip address this just means do you doodle at a park or smth)

💚 my bedroom pc 99%

16. Something you are good at but don't really have fun doing

💚 rn most furry anthro art? as i prefer doing sonic style anthros but i still like doing it its just connected to only work now for me. so i think that affects it as well cuz work = no fun

17. Do you eat/drink when drawing? if so, what

💚 rarely now, it taught me to only use one hand while drawing which i hate, cuz i rather click the undo button than go ctrl z. its either popcorn or fruit or nacho chips

18. An estimate of how much art supplies you've broken

💚 my main thing is digital But i have broken several promarkers on purpose to dye some stuff with the ink especially cosplay wigs etc

19. Favorite inanimate objects to draw (food, nature, etc.)

💚 hmm aside from clothes maybe nature background (if i can keep it messy) like shrubs, clouds. but i prefer characters. and hate anything geometrical

20. Something everyone else finds hard to draw but you enjoy

💚 probably hands and aforementioned (human) ears are easier for me

21. Art styles nothing like your own but you like anyways

💚 theres so many i cant even name, but to choose one, anything overly retro cartoony and like don bluth style... i would love to draw like that but i would have to rewire my brain

22. What physical exercises do you do before drawing, if any

💚 i should stretch but i rarely do :( sometimes i do wrist exercises

23. Do you use different layer modes

💚 if it means like like overlays and stuff, yes, i use those and shadow+light for shading bigger pieces, sometimes lumi if needed

24. Do your references include stock images

💚 if im lost on the idea then yes.. or i use my own reflection/shitty webcam photos, you know (but senshistock has a place in my heart)

25. Something your art has been compared to that you were NOT inspired by

💚 definitelly happened but i cant remember

26. What's a piece that got a wildly different interpretation from what you intended

💚 uhh if its meant from others, then one picture i drew of murdoc and noodle. meant to be harmles father daughter fun. but. people online are gross creeps and you can imagine what they said :/

27. Do you warm up before getting to the good stuff? If so, what is it you draw to warm up with

💚 i cant warm up as i will spend hours on the warmup and waste time and energy i could put into the main thing (and most of the time i end up liking the warmup more)

28. Any art events you have participated in the past (like zines)

💚 some collabs ages ago.. i would love to do more but people never bite when i ask around

29. Media you love, but doesn't inspire you artistically

💚 cant think of anything, i usually get inspired by everything, even if just a little

30. What piece of yours do you think is underrated

💚 many of my commission works but, as long as the customer loves it, its enough

#long post #answers #thoughts are being thunk

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