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ravelights · 2 months

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head canon/ theories for who Hisashi is and role he'll play in the story

With DFO resting in the grave, I thought I'd give a few of my other theories I have come up with for Hisashi over the years.

He's the person the Deku narrating everything too. IDK why but for Some reason I always liked this theory. Although there no evidence that Deku is telling the story to anyone, I can't help but think it's neat.

He studies quirks, like that his job. Considering 80% of the world has a quirk I think it's fair to say there would be people studying them for many different reasons. I think he be this strange mash up of a doctor, scientist and academic. His job would make him travel around the world and study bizarre, amazing and dangerous quirks. It also be a great tie in stories wise to the quirk doomsday theory, if it turns out he was really away studying to see if that theory is actually true. (I also think that where Deku pick up his hobby for studying quirks as well) his job would make him have to be away from home for long period's of time and not easy to contact sometimes. Despite how interesting his job sounds, it actually involves a lot of paperwork and reviewing and research.

When he's home he's usually home for a good six months or more, and typically the three would do things together when he's home. Inko doesn't mind Hisashi job because he was doing it long before he met her and didn't want him to quit doing it just because they got together. And like most Japanese housewives she controls the finances he just makes the money that give them all comfortable lives.

I think he's a quite, charming guy who keeps to himself, unlike Izuku and Inko he's much more calm and never cries. He very much like's his life, he has no dreams or goal to become a hero or be out on some battle field. He's a passive guy who isn't big on violence, and see's the value in a ordinary life. I wouldn't think of him as a pushover, but like Izuku he's nice to everyone he meets. Also like Izuku he is the person you do not fuck with, he seems like a guy that vaguely feels like he's been through some stuff, it take a lot to get him mad but when he is, you run for the hills.

Izuku doesn't think of him much because he knows his dad doing just fine and is used to him going away on long trips. But also because as much as he hate to admit it, Izuku does not want to end up like his dad when he grows up. As much as he loves and respects Hisashi and think he's a good man with a stable job, he feared that if he grew up to be his dad then it's an admission to giving up on his hero dream, and just being content with ' an ordinary life'. Something he does not what to think about now that he had a real shot at being a hero. That being said, If Hisashi where to come home at anytime Izuku would absolutely be happy he's home and they go do something together.

Hisashi is the person who introduced heroes and heroics to Izuku, and arguably shaped how Izuku viewed them, and how Izuku would believe a hero would act. Hisashi like Izuku is an All Might fan, just not to Izuku level. Izuku only vaguely remembers, but Hisashi was the one installed a lot of values that is ingrained in to Izuku being, of being a good person. One of them being to never give up on saving a person and that everyone deserve a seconded chance. (I think he'll show up at some point in the flash backs that are happening)

His is neither supportive of Izuku hero dream nor is he dismissive, ultimately he just believes that Izuku life is his own and Izuku can do what he wants. Hisashi just there to provide Izuku with every possible pathway he can get, no matter how impossible they may seem.

He's AFO son, because can you imagine how hilarious that would be.

#I joked about it in a another post but if Hori ever dos do a sequel comic to mha I want Hisashi to be the main character #and for it to be a prequel story that just follows the crazy shit Hisashi got into in his youth and what a world look like pre-All Might #Telling Izuku about some major stuff that went down with AFO and heroes and the likes.#Basically acknowledging that if Hisashi had been in MHA it would have been a lot shorter story and they would have known things a lot soone #bnha #midoriya izuku #bnha spoiler #boku no hero academia #midoriya hisashi #hisashi midoriya #dad for one

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good-beanswrites · 4 months

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I can't stop thinking of Kyanako's Order of Attack au... there's something so moving to me about how things getting so much worse could be what finally causes Amane to get better -- seeing Fuuta dying may be the final straw of getting her to rethink her rejection of medicine. Been a while since I've attempted something whump-y, this was fun to work with.

Tw for mentions/contemplation of death. I don't go into detail about the cult but the doctrines are implied through it all.

Fuuta was not a big fan of dying.

When he imagined his own death, he always pictured it as something dramatic and fast. Action heroes going out in a show of explosions and gunfire. Fantasy characters meeting the shining end of a blade. Even when he accepted his place in Milgram, it filled his mind with images of gallows and electric chairs.

Whatever this slow, lengthy fever was, it was pissing him off.

He’d lost all sense of time. He could no longer tell which hour the prison bells were marking -- morning and night blended together. Dreaming and waking blended together. His head injury and broken leg and broken bones blended together. It was all just pain at the end of the day. He had nonstop visitors that kept him awake and asked him too many questions and prodded his injuries and made his head spin. Somehow, he was simultaneously alone every time he rolled over to talk to someone. Painfully, suffocatingly alone.

If Kotoko was going to kill him with those ridiculous emo boots of hers, she should have just done it. He was losing his mind here: devoid of all energy, suffering through broken bones and a cracked head, and boiling in an increasingly fiery fever. Maybe that was the reason he stopped commenting when he watched Amane pocket the medicine Shidou had left him. Maybe that was why he’d stopped following Shidou’s instructions himself. Even after losing an eye and taking a beating herself, Amane always looked at peace. He was tired of dealing with all of this. He wanted a bit of that peace.

Regardless of why, it was working. His fever had quickly gone from the biggest pain in his ass to the very thing that dulled his racing thoughts.

He awoke suddenly, or maybe he’d already been awake. He couldn’t feel anything in his limbs. There was only a breathless heat around him. He raised himself into a sitting position, looking for a drink. Moving his head felt like one of those glitching computer windows that leaves a trail of copies behind it. The room swam around him. His eyes moved absently around him.

Fuuta picked up the glass that someone had left him. His fingers were clumsy, and it immediately went crashing to the ground. He hardly heard the noise as it broke apart on the concrete below.

He swung his legs over the side of the bed. He’d just go get a drink himself. Shidou told him not to get up without help. But what did he know? Thinking of the man ordering him around only drove Fuuta to step out of bed even quicker. He cried out, pain shooting through his leg. That was right, it was broken…

Fuuta looked down, finding himself on the ground. It was so hot. Maybe this is what she felt, he thought numbly. Was it this slow for her too? Probably not. She had no regrets to fill the time like he did. The heroes got quick, beautiful deaths, and it was the villains who had to suffer the long ones.

He lifted his right palm from where it had caught his fall. The shattered glass on the floor had cut into it. Shattered glass? What had broken? He stared blankly at the blood dripping down.

He didn’t have the strength to raise himself up. He was burning. Why was he on the ground? Was he bleeding? He could barely breathe. What was he doing here, anyway? He just wanted to curl up and sleep. He was so weak... just to lie down... he wouldn't have the strength to get back up again. Was that such a bad thing...?

A voice caught his attention. His eyes struggled to focus on the figure who’d come running into the cell. He couldn’t understand a word of what she was saying, but he was happy when she pressed her cool little hands against his forehead.

He allowed her to prop him up next to the bed. She held onto his hand, squeezing it tight. Why was she holding it like that? That hand was bleeding. When did that happen?

Her arms wrapped tightly around him. He wanted to shove her away -- it was too hot -- but couldn’t. In his ear, he could make out her words. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please, Fuuta. Don’t leave me alone. I’m so sorry...”

As she pulled back, he recognized Amane. Her uninjured eye was filled with tears. Was she upset? He thought he’d been making her happy. He wanted to keep making her happy. He’d never made anyone happy before.

He opened his mouth to say something, but no words would come out. They all scrambled up in his mouth. He felt the cell swirling around him.

Amane raised her voice. She looked desperately upwards. “This can’t be --! This isn’t right!”

Fuuta looked up at the ceiling. There was nothing there.

“I can’t do this anymore.”

She continued talking. Fuuta was too busy studying the ceiling. She was shouting. Or maybe crying. Fuuta didn’t like that she was so upset. Huh, had there been someone there? He surveyed the empty cell. What was he doing on the ground?

He looked down at his hand. The sheet from his bed had been pulled down and wrapped hastily around it. Why? His eyes felt sticky as he blinked. Everything hurt. It was so hot. What was going on? He was so angry. He was so scared. He wanted to cry. Why was he here? Why couldn’t he just hurry up and die already?

The next time she entered, Fuuta recognized Amane instantly. Her one hand pointed to him, the other held onto someone else. The second figure hurried over to him.

Fuuta was not a big fan of dying. Shidou reassured him he wouldn’t.

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“You’re wearing the eyepatch,” Fuuta observed.

He was playing a dangerous game, drawing attention to it like that. He was too exhausted, and his curiosity won out over his better judgment. If Amane was going to explode with one of her typical speeches, he’d just let her.

She didn’t.

Amane’s hand drifted up to her eye. It had been hastily covered before, but now it was cleaned and wrapped in professional-grade materials. She simply said, “Kajiyama Fuuta. How do you feel?”

“Like shit.”

“But--”

“-- But I’m better, yeah.”

Amane nodded, her shoulders releasing.

“Oi, I haven’t seen you in a while. Not since…” He wasn’t sure how to finish the sentence. Shidou had told him what happened, but it was difficult to believe. He couldn’t quite trust his own memory of the night. No matter how much clearer his mind felt since receiving proper treatment, those days of fever still muddled together. He heard that Amane had up and switched her beliefs overnight -- she was now complacent about all of Shidou's treatments -- but Fuuta knew people didn't just change like that. He wanted to hear it for himself.

She lowered her gaze in shame. “I… I thought you hated me.” Her voice was steady. “As you should. I almost killed you. I accept any ill will you may feel.”

“I -- what? You’re wrong. You… it wasn’t…” He grabbed his head, grunting in frustration.

After standing awkwardly in the entryway the whole time, Amane took a few steps inside. She made it to his bedside when he finally collected his thoughts.

“It was your fucked up family or whatever that caused everything. They did this. And I went along and made things worse.” He looked away. His next words felt stupid to say to a little kid. He felt like the most pathetic, weak, loser. But it was too important not to say.

“They almost killed me. You saved me.”

#milgram #fuuta kajiyama #amane momose #i am emotional about them!!!#my other drabble between them hinted that fuuta would convince her away from her dangerous beliefs before things got too bad #but i wanted to see what would happen if things Did get bad ya know #we were talking about what could convince amane to think twice about the medicine ban (if anything)#and i think seeing her closest friend is literally on deaths door finally gets through to her #shes sees him weak and bloody and completely out of it and knows this is Wrong #i dont know how long it takes fuuta to realize that it really was all for him that she changed but he does accept it eventually #it helps both of them grow #he feels worth saving (and therefore worth turning his life around) and she is freer from her cult #not completely #but one step at a time #tried to make fuutas narration simpler and shorter to reflect his thoughts but idk if that worked #i thought they were going to do a lot of stuff with mahirus head injury and memory but they never did- i played around with that a bit here #i thought about writing out amanes monologue to her god about how shes not doing this anymore but 1. its more dramatic to leave that to #the imagination and 2. idk if its silly but some things are so personal for a character and i dont wanna intrude... like yeah its my #story but thats between her and god fr #drabbles #tw cults #tw child abuse

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polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup · 3 months

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Just finished reading Pez Dispenser Debris (I don’t even go there but I am fueled by Wiki articles and a love for your storytelling) and first of all—amazing!!! 10/10, I think I need to watch this series now.

Second, I noticed that (while very much distinct) Yuuta & Izuku have a lot of similarities in the voice you gave them—maybe it’s the constant panic attacks or perhaps both of them placing blame for everything squarely on their own shoulders, but ough it makes for the perfect blend of gut-punching angst. I’d love to hear any ramblings you currently have about either of them. I am currently obsessed with both of them now and am placing the blame on you <3

I’m gonna pretty heavily discuss some spoilers for my hero academia in this. I figured that was okay since you’d already read my fanfic and the wiki so the cat is out of the metaphorical bag. That being said, maybe wait to read this answer if you want to not be spoiled for more details in my hero.

Yuuta and Izuku absolutely have the most similar voices out of all of my narrators and it is 90% because they are both completely insane and in violent need of a Xanax and a nice soothing cup of chamomile tea. God I love them both so much. They should each be heavily medicated.

My hero academia is a pretty great watch through the Shie Hassaikai arc. The concept is entertaining, the characters are GREAT, and the world building is really cool.

Then the story sort of. Went to shit.

I tried for a while after that, but eventually had to stop watching. My friends and I have a group chat named “horikoshi just call us” because we got so despondent at the writing decisions after that arc.

Horikoshi. If you’re out there. If you’re reading this. Just call us. We just want to help.

That being said, my love for the characters maintains its death grip on me. I simply adore them. They’re delights.

Yuuta and Izuku, on their face, have a lot of similarities as protagonists. The aforementioned insanity and need of Xanax, of course, but the skeleton of the stories has a lot of common touchstones and themes, like:

Both characters have some kind of history with suicidal ideation or tendencies. In the second scene of JJK0, it’s established that Yuuta canonically tried to kill himself. In the first episode of BNHA, Izuku is told to kill himself by his bullies, in an act which appears to be common to izuku’s life, and the only reason Izuku comes up with to not do it is “then you’d get in trouble for telling me to do it.”

Both characters have severe self worth issues. Yuuta’s looking for a reason to be alive at the start of JJK0. He’s looking for a right to be alive. In a way, Izuku is too at the start of BNHA. At the open of action, he is told by everyone in his life that he is useless. His nickname is “Deku,” which uses some of the same kanji as “Dekunobo,” meaning blockhead. The most direct translation were given is that this is a way of calling him useless. He’s the powerless member of a society choked with superpower, and he’s been told his entire life that he can do nothing, that his dreams are pointless, and that he’s a burden who would be better off dead.

They’re both saddled with power they can’t fully control. Yuuta with Rika, and Izuku with One for All, a transferable power that’s too strong to be contained in his body.

They both have a close relationship with an impossibly strong mentor that they are implied to be the successor of. Yuuta with Gojo, as he’s second only to Gojo in the modern age, and Izuku with All Might (aka Toshinori Yaga), who he is more literally taking on the mantle of One for All from.

They both are chugging that Loving Their Friends Juice and have tried to kill grown men with their bare hands as a result

That all being said, they could not be more different characters and honestly aren’t all that similar.

I have this sort of lasting grievance with literary analysis when people take a list of common plot points or events and use them to make the argument that characters are similar or parallel one another. Like, that’s all facial. The real question is how do they substantively handle those events. How do their story arcs treat those things? How does their character react to them?

Yuuta and Izuku’s actual substantive characters don’t really react to those events in the same way at all. The analysis could go on all day in this respect, really, but the biggest difference is how their respective story arcs treat the cornerstone of their original conflicts.

Yuuta opens action with Rika as the cornerstone of his conflict. She’s who he wants to free, she’s who he’s chained to, and it’s her protection of him that makes him think he deserves to die. Izuku’s cornerstone, meanwhile, is his own Quirklessness. He desperately wants to be a hero, and everyone in his life tells him he can’t be because he is Quirkless. He’s useless because he’s Quirkless. He should kill himself because he’s Quirkless. He’s a burden and always will be because he’s Quirkless.

And while Yuuta’s arc reconciles him with his cornerstone, Izuku’s forgoes it entirely.

The story just. Forgets. That he’s Quirkless. They stop talking about it. It never comes up again. It doesn’t make any real big impact on his character or decisions. It’s one of my biggest axes to grind with how the story developed, and it’s actually one of the biggest reasons why I wrote pez dispenser debris.

Pez dispenser debris was actually inspired by this one piece of my hero academia art where Izuku is hugging his younger self. I don’t know if it was official art or fan art, and I have no idea where it is or where to find it because by god have I tried so I can find it and link it for credit/to boost it. I saw it literally years ago, thought “oh that’s cool,” wrote the original first scene of the fic (where Midoriya stops the bus and is hit by the Quirk), wasn’t feeling it, got distracted by other projects, went to law school, graduated law school, signed up to take the bar exam, and was suddenly electrified in the last fucking month of studying with this fugue state of feverish artistic inspiration. I have never written so easily or so compulsively in my life. I’d write for eight unbroken hours and it would be fucking magic every time. It was like an addiction. I was writhing with a need to create and had so much fucking anxiety about the test I was not studying for instead. The words could not be restrained.

Anyway I taught myself three subjects on the plane ride to the state I was taking it in and passed anyway so it’s fine we’re fine

The moral of the story is that this story has been cooking long enough for me to get two more diplomas than I had when I started it and I have no idea where to find that fucking piece of art that inspired it, but if I find it, I’ll reblog it so y’all can see it too.

The thing is, the narrative sort of forcibly excluding Izuku’s past as Quirkless would make total sense to me if it was used as something Izuku himself was doing.

Izuku necessarily had to hide the truth of his former Quirkless status at the start of action—he needed to keep the secret of One for All. Like, he could not let people find out that a Quirk was transferrable, but you know, just the most powerful one, and also he had it, please come torture it out of him.

But as the narrative goes on, that rationale becomes less important. He has people he can trust with it. And yeah, eventually One for All becomes more known, but the discussion is all about him being all might’s successor. Him being Quirkless and how that affected him and still affects him isn’t really discussed or treated as important. And Izuku doesn’t act like it’s important to him either. He never really thinks about it.

And I just hated that. Like. He spent almost his entire life as a member of society who was spit on. He’s had a Quirk for less than a year. How are his experiences with Quirklessness not important to how he interacts with the world?

The other point of contention I had was Mirio.

Mirio is this superstar of a senpai who takes Izuku under his wing. He has an extremely powerful quirk that’s only as effective as it is because he put in the work and learned how to handle it. He’s a perfect, eternally smiling paragon of heroism. He’s flagged early as the one out of everyone, including heroes with established careers, who is most likely to replace All Might.

He’s also the one who was supposed to get One for All.

His mentor had found him and trained him to be All Might’s successor. Before All Might could meet him, however, he found this feral raccoon child in a sewer and said “oh my god I can’t not offer him incomprehensible power within the first three hours of meeting him” and tripped face first into fatherhood.

During a rescue mission, Mirio loses his Quirk in a way that’s borderline irreversible. There’s no known cure, and the only possible one is dependent on a little girl learning how to control an extremely volatile and dangerous quirk and using it in a way she never has before.

So surely, they’re going to commit to that writing decision, right? He’s Quirkless. We’re bringing back having Quirkless characters. It’s going to be this sick as hell juxtaposition between Izuku and Mirio. We are at least going to force Izuku to reflect on his own times as Quirkless or have some kind of discussion about how Mirio is treated differently now that he is Quirkless.

But no. He gets his Quirk back by the next season. We don’t talk about it much. It’s more of a minor inconvenience than anything.

It’s almost as if the show accepted as an actual rule that you couldn’t be a hero without a Quirk. And then just. Forgot. Everything it had to do with its literal protagonist.

Anyway, I hated it.

In contrast, I fucking loved how yuuta’s storyline with Rika ends. That scene where Yuuta’s turning back to Rika, thanking her for loving him, telling him they can die together? I’m obsessed with it. I recently moved across the country and listened to that theme song on loop during the drive.

Yuuta and Rika’s love was unhealthy. They hurt each other. But it wasn’t malicious.

They just didn’t know how to love each other in a way that didn’t hurt.

They were in shit circumstances. But the love was there.

Yuuta felt guilty for Rika’s love for him and his for her almost the entire narrative. He thought he cursed her with his love. He wanted to kill himself because of how she hurt people out of love for him. It’s why I have moments in sea glass gardens where Yuuta talks about begging Rika to stop loving him—he didn’t know why love had to hurt so goddamn bad, and he’s sorry for that, he really is. He wishes he was better at it than he was.

At the end of JJK0, Yuuta truly is the last person who remembers Rika as she was and still loves her for who she is. He’s faced with Geto, who wants to use her as a weapon. Everyone treats her as a threat or a tool, except for Yuuta.

Like. Just that moment. Of loving someone so genuinely, and being the last one who does, and knowing that everyone else will just use them. I’m obsessed with it.

Yuuta reconciles with his love for Rika and her love for him, and they’re both finally freed. It’s this perfect moment of acceptance that I adore. He comes to terms with his past. It doesn’t hurt him so much anymore.

I wrote pez dispenser debris to sort of force Izuku to have that kind of reconciliation. As it is, he hasn’t reconciled with his own Quirklessness and how that affected him. I wanted to give him something he couldn’t physically escape and had to face.

#tw canon typical discussion of suicide #tw suicide #tw suicide baiting #pez dispenser debris #sea glass gardens #from a narrative voice perspective you are so so right #I tend to change my writing style a bit depending on who I’m writing #and Yuuta and Izuku I use VERY SIMILAR STYLES WITH #to the point where I reuse a lot of sentences between the two stories #I do shift my writing a bit #with Yuuta I tend to use shorter simpler sentences and have a lot of ‘distance’ in the sentences #I use a lot of ‘Yuuta thinks’ and ‘Yuuta feels’ when normally I would just cut to what he actually thinks and feels #like those are a lot of fucking words that aren’t the point. they’re dead weight in the sentence. most of the time they’re unnecessary #but I /want/ there to be that distance between the start of the sentence and the point because it gives more of a detached feel to the #writing and I think of Yuuta as a very detached narrator. he spent most of his life isolated and traumatised. the distance protects him.#he’s got space between him and the rest of the world.#I go off on way more asides with Izuku but that’s less because of a mindset I’m trying to build and more because it’s my silly fun story. I #wanted to write it ‘badly’ and break rules. I wanted the silly asides that have no affect on the story but existed in my head. I don’t let #myself do the same in sea glass gardens.#pez dispenser debris isn’t abandoned by the way I’m just burning myself out on sea glass gardens before I go back to it. I have to take #periodic breaks with stories and I’m trying to get through this one arc before I take one with sgg. that arcs the entire reason why I wrote #sgg to begin with actually. I have a LOT of stories that I /love/ that I never post because I know I only have so much time and there won’t #enough to finish them all. a story has to have something I really want to do for me to actually post it. sgg wouldn’t have made the cut if #it weren’t for this one arc that I found so damn funny that I decided to write the entire thing for the sake of one scene in it. it’s not #that I don’t like sgg to be clear. I love it. it’s just one of my much softer stories?#it doesn’t have a big climactic or intricate narrative. it’s softer and about healing.#its less narratively dynamic and more introspective and probably wouldnt have made the cut were it not for one scene ngl #ill probably finish toy rosaries next once i do that arc like im so close

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hella1975 · 3 months

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ive just rediscovered an old wip of mine and im having so much fun right now. like i havent opened the document since early 2020 and genuinely forgot it existed yet there's 90k words and so much lore and elements of basic concepts that made it to my present writing in far cooler and more complex ways and the writing isn't great but there's potential to it and idk. it's been a while since i wrote something privately and while i hugely prefer the way i do it now where i actually have a community with it and dont hole myself away and act like it's a huge shame thing, there's still something hugely reasuring about knowing this is something ive always done and that actually i was always drawn to it and had potential and that's something to remember for when my writing block gets bad or i convince myself Everything Ive Ever Done Is Awful

#like this story is one where if i tackled it with my writing abilities now it would genuinely be really good #that's how sound the basic premise is. and i have SO many wips like that with tens of thousands of words to them #and i was doing this for ZERO reward ZERO attention i wouldnt tell a SOUL not even my family #i truly just have always loved and NEEDED to write. that is such a cool thing to be able to say #anyway yeah this wip lowkey fucks. like there's lots of aspects to it that are cringe and telling of the fact i was writing it at age 16 #but the fact i came up with something so fleshed out at SIXTEEN??? insane #and this isnt even one of my big older wips. i have three that immediately come to mind that were sooo much bigger than this #like on the shorter end being 100k words and larger end easily being near 300k words #and they were JUST FOR ME like i didnt even know what ao3 WAS and i never spoke to anyone about my writing #and they WERENT FANDOM BASED. i was just casually coming up with super original detailed and COMEPLLING worlds #and characters and plots with complex twists and tropes and i was just doing it for shits #that's so fucking cool. did you ever think you'd see the day i gave past hella a pat on the back bc i didn't

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what-plant-metaphor-am-i · 3 months

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Mysteries and Migraines, the Third (part)

A continuation of an AnS poll story where your votes influence what happens next!

✨Feel free to skip to the poll at the end of the chapter!✨ Even if you don't want to read the whole thing, I'd appreciate any votes to help the story move forward! <3

Part 1 , Part 2

After a far more sinister discussion than Shirayuki had been expecting, and in turn a far tamer one than Obi had been expecting they finally settle on...something of a collaboration.

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It’s not been long since Rata’s opened the shop and it’s quiet, that peaceful time of morning when the streets are still smooth with a crystalline dusting of snow, before the many ignorant boots of Lilias have made their mark.

Although he is not one for gazing at picturesque scenery, Rata makes an exception for mornings such as these. He has a good view from the window by his desk. Something about the way the sunlight glints off each perfect crystal formation covering the ground casts a feeling of contentedness over him while he sips his coffee. Nothing quite compares to the world before people wake up.

Rata indulges in his usual morning fantasy of living in a mountain somewhere in complete isolation, surrounded by rocks to study and harness in various ways, inventing marvellous things and documenting it all in journals that are to be discovered after his death, when he will be revered posthumously as a misunderstood genius and his inventions used to make the world a better place, then he turns away from the window to put his mug down and hears a Thunk.

Rata turns sharply. There is now an arrow sticking out of the wall by the bookshelf opposite the window.

“What the-?” A chill runs through him but it’s quickly replaced by hot rage. He thrusts his head out the window, glaring around for any signs of the culprit but finding only the scene from earlier, snow still undisturbed and bird song complementing the serene atmosphere.

“ALRIGHT COWARD,” he bellows, “EITHER YOU COME AND COLLECT YOUR ARROW OR THE GUARDS WILL BE COLLECTING YOU.” He slams the window shut.

There is a note attached to the arrow on a thin strip of paper. Rata has half a mind to ignore it and not play along with this ridiculousness, but in the end curiosity gets the better of him.

“Enjoying that coffee, plant thief?”

A knock on the door interrupts his puzzling over the message and he goes to open it, wearing one of his fiercer expressions.

Shirayuki and Obi are standing on his doorstep. This is not an unusual occurrence, in fact they are pretty much the only people who ever visit him by choice apart from Suzu, but Rata had been expecting some foolish youth coming for their arrow so his guests get the full brunt of his death glare.

Shirayuki flinches slightly, her hands gripping the handle of her basket a little tighter. Obi is unaffected.

“Morning!” he sings, “Guess who brought breakfast~?”

Rata’s eyes scan behind Obi’s jazz hands but the street is still empty, save the usual vendors setting up their stalls and chatting.

His customary door slam is prevented by Obi’s quick foot work. Rata looks down, unimpressed, at the boot caught in his doorway. Obi’s face presses up to the remaining gap between door and wall.

“Freshly. Baked. Rock. Cakes.” Rata sighs.

“Get in here, don’t make a scene.”

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They are ushered unceremoniously inside and Shirayuki places the basket on the counter. The scent of baked goods fills the air and, despite himself, Rata approaches to examine what they’d brought.

Shirayuki proudly folds back the cloth covering, revealing a treasure trove of breakfast delights. Breads, cakes, jars of jam, a selection of fruits, and containers holding a pat of butter, smoked meats and cheeses.

The fragrant steam caresses Rata’s face, filling him with a longing that could only be rivalled by the seductive call of an isolated mountain cabin.

10 minutes, two rock cakes, a slab of buttered bread slathered with raspberry jam and a wedge of cheese later, Rata finds himself explaining the strange arrow message to his companions.

“How peculiar,” Obi muses, reading the message and rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

“Whatever could you have done to provoke this?”

“I’ve done nothing, of course,” Rata scoffs, “This is just some punk pulling a prank.”

Obi shakes his head, sucking his teeth. “I dunno Rata, I’ve seen some threats in my time and this looks pretty threaten-y to me.”

“Threatening. The word is ‘threatening’,” Rata grunts.

“Well yeah, I’d say all the words here are threatening, Rata, not just the one,”

“Rata,” Shirayuki cuts in to prevent said man from lunging at Obi with the butter knife,

“’Plant thief’ sounds quite specific. Have you taken any plants, or something relating to plants, away from someone recently?”

Rata rolls his eyes “What interest have I in plants?! Damn the things! I had to hear enough about them last night from Yuzuri and now the nightmare continues-“

“What was that?” Obi interjects, “Yuzuri? Whatever are you talking about?”

“You know, you were there! Yuzuri and her damn precious plant sample-“

“Aha! So you took it did you?!”

Rata stares at the finger pointed in his face and slowly looks up to Obi’s triumphant expression, eyes narrowing.

“…why would I take something that I have negative interest in?”

“I-I’m sure Obi just means, if you really hated hearing about it so much, maybe you took it to stop the talk from…happening…?”

Shirayuki feels her face growing hotter under Rata’s flat, steady gaze. He leans one elbow on the arm of his chair and idly rests his chin in his hand as he studies her. The corner of his mouth quirks into something almost resembling a smile.

“I guess you were too…preoccupied last night to pay much attention to Yuzuri and her incessant rambling.”

Shirayuki blinks at him, all but cocking her head in confusion. Obi quick-steps between her and Rata.

“You’re avoiding the question, old man!” Rata’s face snaps back into his trademark scowl.

“Did you, or did you not take Yuzuri’s plant sample last night?”

“I did not take it!” Rata says hotly. “I merely deposited it in a nearby plant pot.”

The wall clock ticks loudly in the silence that follows.

“I just wanted some peace, don’t look at me like I killed someone,” Rata grumbles, getting to his feet. “Now, I’m opening shop, so either buy something or be on your merry way.”

“Ah - what did the plant pot look like? What plant was growing in it?” Shirayuki asks quickly as Rata passes her. He gives her a withering look that blatantly shames her for thinking he would possibly register such things.

Rata pulls out the arrow stuck in the wall and tosses it to Obi before heading to his counter.

“You’ve got three seconds to leave, else I’ll call the guards on you.”

Obi beams, giving Shirayuki a double thumbs up (a triple if you count the upward-pointing arrow clutched in one fist). Shirayuki’s returning smile turns to a wince as she moves into a patch of sunlight. She squeezes her eyes shut and raises a hand to shield them from the light. Ah...Obi had forgotten that she was dealing with a hangover throughout all of this.

He finds himself suddenly filled with emotion over it; how admirable, that Miss would spend her day off tracking something down for Yuzuri, all whilst her body was battling against her...the sight of her trying to give him an encouraging smile while actually looking like she's going to hurl fills him with...determination.

As Shirayuki leaves through the door, Obi, moved by her strength and persistence despite her current condition, decides the least he can do is provide her with some sort of aid to help her carry on.

#I love that the poll result for last chapter was a tie #had a lot of fun coming up with the way this was gonna go haha #was going to make this chapter shorter but then I would have had to miss so much out so that went out the window~#akagami no shirayukihime #snow white with the red hair #obi #shirayuki #obiyuki #rata forzeno #rata is so fun to write~#mysteries and migraines #mysteries and migraines part 3 #mywriting #poll #poll story

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uncanny-tranny · 7 months

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According to the responses to the 2021 American Community Survey available on the US Census Bureau website, approximately 13% of Americans self reported some form of disability. Initially, I thought that this was a high value simply because there's so little perception of it in media, unless that media is specifically designed to show people with disabilities. But then I looked a bit deeper into it. Nearly 50%(it was like 48 point something) of those who reported a disability reported an ambulatory disability. Given this figure, I wonder if the percentage is underreported. A lot of mental health and disability has only been accepted in mainstream media in recent years. There are also questions I have like:Do correctible vision deficiencies count as disabilities? I would argue yes. I wear glasses. It's not something I think about a lot, but without my glasses, I would be hard-pressed to function normally within society. They are an accommodation. Yet in a group of 25-30 people(the class i was in when i was thinking about it), I easily counted at least 5 who wore glasses. Obviously, that's not a large enough sample size to make any kind of assumption off of, but I think I could probably find similar numbers if i looked in other places. Part of me doubts that I was marked as having a vision difficulty despite having and wearing glasses. And it's made me think and wonder if 13% wasn't that large of a number after all. I mean, it's a massive population. It's 42 million people, but I wonder if the number is even larger than that. What do you think?

So, I think it's complex. I'm not saying you are wrong in your investigation, but due to the personal nature of disability, it makes me wonder, too. I think the answer will be just as complex, is what I am saying.

Simultaneously, disability is very common, but the idea of being "unable" to live or be productive makes it so that disability becomes a taboo. It leads you to believe that disability is uncommon, or only exists in the "extremes". I do think that contributes to the perception people have of their disabilities, especially in being in denial about their disabilities disabling them.

I think you can generally say that certain things, like eye vision, can be disabilities, as long as we also recognize that it exists on a spectrum. I also have eye glasses, but if you ask me what I'm disabled by, I probably wouldn't bring that up unless it is relevant, in the narrow ways it is for me personally. I think that's part of why the ambulatory statistic is high. There are many situations where your disability doesn't really... disable you, but you're still disabled because there are aspects of your life you either cannot do, or you need help in order to do.

Thirteen percent is a large number, but when you consider the vast array of disabilities, the number of veterans and elderly, and (like you said) the number of people likely either in denial about their disability or the people for whom education doesn't include disability, the number could very well be thirteen or higher.

It's interesting that ableism is so ubiquitous, yet so many of us are disabled (with or without our knowledge).

#ask #disability #disability advocacy #i think a lot of people are caught up in the this is a disability/this isn't a disability binary that we fail to see the complexities...#...anything can disable you given the 'right' circumstances...#...the fact that my right leg is up to half an inch shorter than my other leg is what causes my pain...#...but my vision is less of a disability for me personally. my prescription most likely needs to be stronger but i know i can manage...#...so if you have me pick which disables me more i would pick my fuck up of a skeleton....#...but that could very well change! disability is NOT stagnant...#...and we need to let disability be complex...#...so i think the percentage will never truly be accurate because its so complex and we can't ask every single person for their entire story #anything can become a disability if the right circumstances in an individual's life present itself #and these circumstances can be genetic/environmental/financial/socioeconomical WHATEVER it may be #i hope this answers the question well... i can clarify further if need be

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no1ryomafan · 4 months

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I’m midway through Giant Robo and as much as I hate to point out something that reminds me of getter bc I say every mecha I’ve watched since has been very different:

I immediately notices two characters who have green hair and not only did I call they were siblings just based off of that but they are related to a mad dead scientist. I am once again wondering if Imagawa had the Kei is Genki plot point from the start and the team still used it after he left because this scarily aligns with what fucking happens later in arma. Like I heard he took his script with him but there is- so much foreshadow in the eps he did to the entire family plot line that unfolds in arma. So many lines Saotome saids about Go alluding to he’s a clone, a line from Musashi pointing out Genki is different, even Genki always had that yellow shirt in group photo that upon a second look feels like a *girl* would wear it and not a boy, but they have the cap still. Not to mention like I’ve said in a couple recent post MANY times is the weird factor that Kei originally was a side character, even my one friend pointed this out. Sure, she does show up in the manga when Sho isn’t around much and she did pilot shin getter during that point, but it’s not like she did much since Ryoma was doing the fighting for that section and then she died.

Also just the fact Kei is two characters merged into one is something imagawa would’ve done, given his other works he’s Frankensteining all these characters together and Giant Robo predated Arma, it’s not out of line for him to do something like this again especially when he keeps the same story telling beat of throwing his viewers into it and not explaining a thing. (Also I haven’t seen G gundam but KNOW family is a theme there for him too)

I’m always gonna go insane whether or not what we got in arma was actually lacking Imagawas original vision or not but this made me go more insane.

#meg text #getter robo #giant robo #also I’m sorry if this evolved into another getter tangent and not a lot about giant robo #I like it so far but I’m waiting until I finish it to sort my thoughts given this is a shorter one #also a lot is going on LMAO #my only guess now with imagawas OG script is like- the dinosaurs would've been around and the hayato framing would be addressed #shin dragon would be more of a horrifying thing then what we got at the end #ryoma would PROBABLY be around the whole time so I don’t think Kei would’ve replaced him #and ig the tone would be more intense the whole time where as it kinda calm down a bit #man I still want the story of the drama to be revealed but it probably won’t ever happen #it’s a two decade old show and imagawa happy doing whatever now there’s no reason to touch it #but I’m always gonna theorize about this more then actual getter stuff /hj #also funny how Kei doesn’t have a weird apparent powers bc I hear that’s a common thing with imagawa #But go took her place ig

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androidcharles · 1 year

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I know Terrence is a ghost, but let's pretend he's corporeal enough to beat up.

A semi-birthday-ish gift for @capturecharlesau, Merry Birthmas! Eat lots of cake and such! And try not to ask for too much from the b-day skeleton...

#the henry stickmin collection #i would say the story of capture charles would be a lot shorter if amiller was there #but who said she could beat terry so easily?#terrence suave #amelia copperbottom #katie's stick drawings #stickmin oc

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sweetandglovelyart · 1 month

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Do you guys want to see a Daroach backstory comic? Because I’m very tempted to make one while I’m simultaneously working on the Meta Knight backstory comic.

#text post #Kirby #I think it would probably be shorter than the Meta Knight backstory one #because Daroach has a less complicated backstory in my AU #but I would like to make this eventually #this a Susie Redemption Arc comic and a Taranza Interlude comic are things I really want to draw at some point #also a comic explaining how Meta Knight and Dedede started dating and got married in my AU #but yeah do you guys want to see some rats I’m very tempted to at least start sketching for a Daroach comic #I have a lot of fondness for Squeak Squad that was my very first Kirby game #so I’d love to tell a story featuring the Squeaks I think that would be fun #I have too much stuff I want to draw and not enough time to draw all of it

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lucalicatteart · 1 year

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Poll adventure (paventure? lol) Day 7: read the small story tidbit below the poll for more details, OR just vote based on initial impression

(✦ see past poll results + further information HERE (link) ✦)

The winning option of yesterday's poll was that the adventurer should go on a 5 day journey to find the Innkeeper's weird brother who studies animals, and show him the Suspicious Egg….

The next morning he wakes early, buzzing with renewed purpose, and also minor back pain from sleeping on old potato sacks.. After a meager breakfast of more free leftover scraps, the Innkeeper stops him before he leaves, giving him a few extra supplies for the long journey, as she can tell he doesn't have much. He packs up and sets out onto the road once again, crumpled sketchy map in hand...

He has a fairly uneventful journey for the first day - waving at the occasional other travelers as they pass, cleaning his boots in a nearby pond, stopping to eat some dumplings whilst watching the sunset, and finally setting up a small tent a short ways off the main path, resting with his cat by a dim campfire until they both fall asleep......

The second day, however, does not start as smoothly.. Only a few hours further down the road, he's met with a large barricade, guarded by a group of what seems like elven soldiers from one of the larger surrounding cities of the area. Practicing his confidence, he puts on his best "brave face" (which to others, appears more as some sort of pained wince, like he might have something in his eye), shakily striding right up to the authority figures he is definitely not afraid of.

"Halt, traveler! You cannot pass."

He sways slightly, struggling to keep his wobbly legs under control, "OH, y-yEAH, ssorry, I was-, hh, I was just walking, ~o-out for a stroooll~, haha, so I .. uh.. o-okay. That's.. okay. But, uh.. could, can.. euh.. C-can I ask why? like... why the, uh... blocking off.. of ... the um.. the-"

"Unfortunately, we are not at liberty to disclose any information on the nature of this current road closure. Our sole duty is to maintain security of the barrier."

"hhHeh, ye.. eAh, for sure, I-I get that.. Duty is.. really so... important in ... today's world.. gotta, um.. do the duties.. or, uh.. .. yeah, but.. so, uhhh... wh-Do you know.. maybe, uh... H-how long you'll, like... be here? guarding... and such...??"

"We'll be here as long as we need to be here."

"...O-okay.. but, like.. uh... any,,.... time estimate? hahahehhh?? like, uh.. a day, or... two, or um...??"

"This matter does not concern you, traveler. Move along."

"Aoh, yeahgh, I.. totally.. totally.. it, uh.. Well.. but it kind of does though,, right? B-because I do, in fact, actually have to go down that road at some p-point sssoo, um,... uh.. I-"

"I said move along."

The guard abruptly takes a step forward, causing The Adventurer to yelp as if he'd been hit, tripping over his own feet and scrambling off on hands and knees, lunging into bushes near the rocky roadside.. After exchanging a confused glance, the guards both shrug, resuming their stoic positions at the barrier.

The Adventurer watches from the uncomfortable safety of some berry brambles, surveying the area at a distance and desperately trying to work out how he can still get where he's trying to go. The map given to him by the Innkeeper is pretty straightforward, not showing alternate paths. Based on his primary map, he could maybe think of a few detours, but he's anxiously unfamiliar with the area... How should he proceed?

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Additional Details - (I decided whenever he gets new items or goals or something, I'll list them at the end just to keep track)

items + to inventory (from the Innkeeper): 2 lunchboxes of vegetable dumplings, 2 canteens of water, a box of tea, one rope, 1 pouch of dried meat, 4 candles, a hand-drawn map

main goal: get to the abandoned castle ruins to see the rare animal specialist about the egg

#paventure posting #polls #choose your own adventure #SORRY this took so long. I still want to do this daily or every other day lol. I just had a lot going on the past few days #the story tidbit of this one is slightly longer again because you need spaces to break up dialogue and etc. but much shorter #than the other one still and pretty concise. I tried to leave out a lot of detail and just give the bare minimum again lol #Hopefully his speaking style isn't too grating also ghbjhb.. I'm more familiar with writing dialogue for like.. people to say out loud so #to me I'm always trying to hear it in my head and write eveything exactly how it would be spoken. and to me it sounds fine #if you act it in the exact voice I'm envisioning and have a distinct speaking style where you pause or drag #out words in a specific way - like with particualr cadence and comedic timing - it sounds fine #I'm just not sure if that translates to text as well lol #But he doesn't actually talk often. the past two times have been exceptions since he keeps running into people #And he'll have to talk if he ever actally makes it to the Innkeeper's brother. But most obstacles on the road #are probably prettyy easily dialogue free #ANYWAY...#Love his dramatics.. Imagine if you just take one step towards someone and they scream and throw themselves #onto the ground and run away gjhhjbj #the cat just leisurely trotting over to catch up with him because they're not actually scared #anyway.. ! day 7.. that's like a whole week! except it's been over a week since sometimes it takes me like 2 days lol

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violetsareblue-selfships · 1 month

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good morning!! <3

#more penacony for today :3 #again i tend to take doing the story pretty slowly #plus i try to get as much exploration done at the same time so i don't have to go back later #but anyways #it should be fun #i've been having a lot of fun with the anniversary board game thingy too :3 #other than that...#i saw that post about writing wedding vows for you & your f/o #and since i've been wanting to do something for my scara wedding (which i was wanting to be tomorrow (3/30)) might try that #then i could write a fic to go for the first anniversary next year #bc i'm still kinda struggling to write when i want to #but maybe vows would be easier since they'd be shorter/more contained #oh! also i have those asks to answer so hopefully I'll get those done #anyways #i hope today/tonight is a good one! <3 #morning rambles

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yourqueenb · 1 year

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I remember you saying that MAH would've been better as a short slasher, so are there any other books that you think would also have been improved if they were significantly shorter (like if they cut out a lot of filler chapters/scenes)? Or for that matter, are there books that you think would've been better if they were longer than the usual 16-18ish chapters that Choices usually does (to make the story feel better developed and less rushed)?

Bachelorette Party definitely would’ve been better as a mini book instead of a regular length one. And I’m really not sure why that wasn’t something they considered. There was no reason for it to go on as long as it did, especially because it was neither entertaining nor funny. It was just really stupid imo. Courtney was annoying as hell, and her smiling sprite was terrifying. And I couldn’t stand Aisha and that damn briefcase. IIRC, that was the main reason the story dragged on for so long. The best thing to come out of that book was Ash Tanaka, but I feel like people forget about him because he was unlucky enough to be a part of BP.

Witness and MTFL both had the issue of an unlikeable MC. But I feel like that issue wouldn’t have been so pronounced if both books were shorter as well. All Witness MC and Cassian did was screw and argue for like 25 chapters. And they literally had MTFL MC wait until the 100th damn chapter to decide who she wanted to be with. Not to mention that god-awful first person narration along the way.

I think this last one is controversial, but Immortal Desires was also far too long. It just dragged week after week because the first 9 or 10 chapters were the same thing over and over again. Hang out with Cas. Hang out with Gabe. Oh no, our Mom’s sticking her nose where it doesn’t belong so we have to stand trial in front of the council again! Rinse and repeat 🙄 If they hadn’t wasted so much time on all of that, the ending wouldn’t have been so rushed and awkward now that they’ve decided to make a book 2

#choices #choices stories you play #playchoices #choices app #choices ask #maybe ID would’ve been more bearable if I had spent diamonds on it #but I had absolutely zero motivation to because of how boring the base story was #I liked Gabe as an LI but not enough to wanna get extra scenes with him #and I wasn’t interested in making MC stronger through the talismans #all of this said though I still don’t think I personally would’ve enjoyed any of these books even if they were shorter #bc they had more issues that just length #anyway though I don’t think any of PB’s books would necessarily benefit from being longer #of course there are books that I wish had gotten sequels but that’s different #I think there are lots that are at the right length #they should’ve just used certain chapters for character/plot development instead of filler if that makes sense #so basically instead of removing chapters altogether just change the content of them

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