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alzirr0 · 5 months
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I have 3 pending gojo x reader fics in my drafts for months now and my ass which is very prone to procrastination definitely won't be able finish ALL any of them this year. Here's to hoping I'll still manage to push out 1 before 2023 ends for my own peace of mind 🙃
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alzirr0 · 5 months
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Signs You Should Write The Story
1. You can't stop thinking about it
2. It would be exciting and fun to write
3. It's meaningful to you
WRITE THE STORY
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alzirr0 · 5 months
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Satoru as a baby, being held. • Satoru as a teen, holding Riko. • Satoru as an adult, holding Yuuji. 💛😭
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alzirr0 · 6 months
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Ahhh, I think I'll go back to writing soon (:
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alzirr0 · 6 months
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Woah. My FYP is filled with Nanami edits, screencaps, and Nanami x reader stuff. The abundance of content people simping for Nanami on my FYP has skyrocketed. Is this the product of THAT recent episode? IS THIS WHO WE ARE NOW??
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(I'm not complaining please let's keep it this way *wink wink*)
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alzirr0 · 7 months
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Absolutely foul
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alzirr0 · 7 months
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Yup, he's definitely Yuji's big brother
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alzirr0 · 7 months
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Itadori Yuji Can't Catch A Break
The sunshine boy's endless misery. Still no MC treatment in sight, folks. Buckle up, we're diving into how deep Yuji's trauma is by now.
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How much more does this kid have to endure? Right off the bat, all he ever experienced is loss.
In Chapter 2, just when the series has begun, he lost his grandfather, the man who raised him.
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Junpei, who he just befriended, met a tragic end.
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He witnessed the demise of his mentor, Nanami Kento, in Shibuya arc.
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His brothers, Eso and Kechizu, died in his own hands because he did not know.
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Kugisaki Nobara, his close friend, suffered grievous injuries and whose status is still unknown. Her "death" had been the final straw which led to him breaking down, before Todo found him and encouraged him to get back on his feet.
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Fushiguro Megumi, another close friend of Itadori's, is now fully possessed by Sukuna. Unlike Yuji, Megumi can't regain his control upon being used as Sukuna's vessel. The King of Curses has full reign over Megumi's cursed technique and autonomy. Using his new vessel, Sukuna engaged in battle against Itadori before the former flees to well, plot somewhere else on how to further wreck havoc
Whether they happen to defeat Sukuna with Megumi as his vessel, or Sukuna will return to his original form, Megumi's life is in a peril.
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Hadn't he suffered enough? Surely, enough is enough, isn't it?
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Well, apparently not—
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Gojo Satoru, his teacher, mentor, someone who went out of his way to protect him for the higher ups to spare his life; perished as he watched on helplessly. It's Gojover y'all.
My heart aches thinking about how much this boy suffered already. Everyone he holds dear have been ripped away from his grasp. Others will say all these trauma is necessary to serve as a stepping stone for his character development, and I do hope that's the case. We're nearing the end of the series and yet, Itadori still didn't get the chance to shine the way other characters did, in spite of him being the main protagonist.
I'm glad that at least, Itadori is not alone. He still has his big brother, Choso. Though I can't deny the fact that I'm afraid what Gege has in store for him.
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Oh, and let's not forget about his bestie. Todo is still around too and I pray it'll stay that way.
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alzirr0 · 1 year
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✨️ The Morning After ✨️
His birthday was yesterday so... heh. („ಡωಡ„)
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The way I spent an hour or two staring blankly at the canvas pondering whether Alpheratz has a 6-pack or an 8-pack, and kept on redoing the sketch of his abs 💀 I was at my wits' end. I completely forgot that he actually has that one wish card where he's flashing his body for the world to see lmao.
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alzirr0 · 1 year
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Both of them are hella gorgeous aaaaaaa
૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ smooch
Hello once again! So this is somewhat the equivalent of me asking for an autograph lol. May I request art of my Arcana Twilight OC, Ines, and your Yona? 👉👈 I used a picrew for this reference since I can't draw for the life of me.
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In terms of poses or expressions, she's very polite and cordial. I just cant get the thought out of my head of your girlboss (Yona) and my girlboss (Ines). Of course, you feel free to reject this request! Thank you!
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I- I'm sorry if I ended up drawing her a little OOC (ुŏ̥̥̥̥ ‸ ŏ̥̥̥̥) ु let's just say that Yona is a bad influencer… but you mentioned "girlbosses" and my imagination went wild and nooo, they are not bullies here, this is how they look at bullies!
Ines looks hella fine, I really hope to see her again and know more about her, please tell me!
you literally made my dream comes true with this request, I wanted to draw Yona with someone else's OCs sooo bad
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alzirr0 · 2 years
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"Would you still love me if I were a worm?" Part 2
Feat: Pollux, and Sirius
Genre: Fluff, Humor, Crack
Warnings: Mildly suggestive on Sirius' part of the story (we all know how he gets)
Navigation: Part 1: Spica, Alpheratz | Part 2
Pollux
"...Huh? Where's the punchline?" Pollux asks, voice slightly muffled with his cheeks adorably puffed out in mid-chew of a spoonful of pancake he shoved in his mouth moments prior. He's clad in his casual attire, sitting across you in a café you frequent together.
"There's no punchline. I am asking you." You fix him an expectant look as you repeat your question, "Would you still love me if I were a worm?"
Pollux tries his best not to gawk at you as if you've grown two heads. His bicolored eyes dart across your face, trying to gauge whether you're really expecting an answer from him or not. Seeing the unyielding gaze you're giving him, he deduces that you, in fact, are waiting for an answer to your rather odd question. He remains unresponsive for several seconds more. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think your inquiry had broken Pollux.exe.
“For how long are you going to resemble a mute?”
Pollux finally snaps out of his trance, swallowing his mouthful of pancakes before granting you a response, “Geez, give me a break, I just can’t believe you want me to answer that,” he grumbles, pushing the food around his plate with his cutlery, suddenly not finding his meal very appetizing. "I don't know... is this a trick question? Can I just answer with a no?"
"You can, but that'll only imply you wouldn't have taken an interest in me if—"
"What?! That definitely isn't it!” Pollux protests, not even allowing you to finish your statement. He runs a dainty hand through his soft locks in mild frustration. He really is the type who's easily worked up, you note. “But... you'd be a worm."
"And?" There’s a defiant tilt to your chin, as if you’re challenging him.
“I mean, how is that going to work for us? Should I start learning how to communicate with a worm? Would you still choose to love me if you were a worm and I am still me? ” You bite the insides of your cheeks to refrain from breaking into an amused grin as Pollux fires at you his barrage of questions, "If I ask you the same thing, how are you gonna answer then?"
"You're evading my question, I asked you first."
"Fine! Fine..." he trails off, mumbling barely audible words, which you somehow manage to discern are actually complaints. "Yeah, yeah, I'd still love or whatever the worm version of you."
"Now you're just saying that because you know I'd be disappointed otherwise."
He shoots you a disbelieving look, whining as he throws his arms in the air exasperatedly. "Y/n, Y/n, what should I do then? Why are you even asking me this? It's so weird..." His brows begin to furrow in concern. "With my luck, what if something bad happens to you because of me? I won't be able to forgive myself."
You give him a reassuring smile, dismissing his worries as you reach out to give a comforting poke on his cheek, which he playfully swats, a coy smile forming on his lips.
"Forget it then, Pol. But can I ask you another question?" You inquire saccharinely, trying to lighten up the mood.
He perks up and nods in agreement before taking a large gulp of his drink, happy to change the subject.
"Would you still love me if I were a louse?"
It's almost comical how fast he visibly deflates, shoulders sagging exasperatedly as he slumps back on his seat. "Y/n, Y/n, that question doesn't make sense at all either!" He exclaims.
You snicker as Pollux frowns, looking so done with your shenanigans. Scoffing, he gestures his hand in your direction. "What would you want me to do then? I'll just go with whatever you want."
You look at him dead in the eye as you reply, "Put me on your scalp and let me thrive there."
Pollux recoils in horror, heterochromatic eyes blown so wide you fear they'll fall out of their sockets. "The hell?! Y/n that's gross!"
Feigning being crestfallen by his reaction, you jut your lower lip out in a pout and painstakingly avert your gaze. Upon seeing your expression, Pollux immediately backpedals.
"Wait! Fine! What you said," he begrudgingly concedes. "On my scalp, you'd stay. Make it itchy I don’t care anymore. Go wild."
You can't help but cackle at his defeated tone, offering him a pleasant smile once you regain your composure.
"But, how are we even going to hang out if things are gonna be like that?" he sulks. His face crumples in a mix of deep thought and perhaps, the still lingering confusion your question had left in its wake. He's pensive for a moment as he mulls over his previous query, as if not being able to hang out with you would be his biggest problem in a scenario where you’re no longer a human.
"Well I don't know about you. In my case I'd literally be hanging on your hair strands," you wheeze when Pollux just raises a hand in surrender. "Don't fret about it too much, let's just say I’m still capable of human speech even as a louse. More chitchat time for us since we'd be practically glued together."
"That would be a different twist to having a conversation in my head," he notes thoughtfully.
"More like having a conversation with the parasite on your head."
"People who would happen to see me talking to you like that would think I'm a loony," Pollux murmurs, but after picturing himself getting caught in mid-conversation with you as a louse, he can't help but let out an amused snort. Shoving another spoonful of his food to his mouth, Pollux goes back to enjoying his meal as your conversation comes into a lull.
Suddenly remembering that you’ve been meaning to ask him to lend you his notes for a lecture you’ve missed when you’ve fallen asleep zoned out during the discussion in one of your classes, you call for his attention once again.
“By the way Pol, I’ve been meaning to ask you about—”
Pollux snaps his head in your direction with a dreadful look in his heterochromatic eyes.
"Please don't ask me 'would you still love me if I were a mosquito?' next and demand that I let you bite my arm and suck my blood dry," he pleads.
You blink at him before you roar with laughter as you double over. Pollux looks at you with an affronted expression, before eventually seeing the humor in it too as his shoulders shake when he laughs with abandon. In between your fits of laughter, you manage to assure him that you won't ask him questions like that again… for now.
Cue Pollux whining in protest.
Sirius
"Absolutely,” he confidently replies without even batting an eye. His eyes that fondly remind you of a kaleidoscope twinkle mischievously when he smiles at you. "For you I'd be a worm too, Summoner. I'd be keeping you company."
You snort a laugh as you nod approvingly. “Not the worst answer. You pass, I guess.”
His eyebrows quirk up at your remark. “Was that supposed to be a test? Such a strange way of phrasing it, I must say,” he comments before turning his head to focus on the path ahead.
Sirius gravitates closer to you as the both of you trek down the streets leading to the theatre to watch another play, which Sirius had insisted on buying tickets for, so you can watch it together. A comfortable silence envelopes you as you fall in stride with him. The sun is just beginning to set, but in spite of the fact that the day is coming to an end, there’s still a busy flow of people in the area that is yet to dwindle out.
"Do you know that some worms are hermaphrodites? An individual’s body has a set of both male and female reproductive organs,” Sirius muses out loud, breaking the serenity.
You turn your head to face the man beside you, paying attention to what he has to say as you expect him to further elaborate his little trivia.
Sirius meets your gaze, his lips pressed into a sly smirk. “If we are to live as one of them, we should pick a type that had long gone extinct, and repopulate it together."
You nearly trip, and almost choke on your own spit. "You did not just say that."
"Oh but I just did,” he pipes up, rather pleased of himself for a reason unbeknownst to you.
You give him the side eye as you brace yourself for whatever kind of nonsense he's going to blabber about.
“I'd finally have you all to myself. I don't mind whatever shape or form I'll have to take," he continues, not breaking eye contact, you note that they're sparkling in a way that you can't read what really lies on his mind. “The idea isn't extremely repulsive. Think about it, Y/n. No duty, no responsibility, and most of all, no… distractions.” Sirius lists each advantage he can think of, lifting a finger for each one.
"Yep, not happening," you proclaim.
"Is that rejection I hear? Lacking tact too, I see," he laments, clutching his chest in faux hurt. "You really do know how to wound a man, Summoner."
"Quit with the dramatics, that won't sway me," you chide.
“Let’s give it a chance. If things go awry we can always just return to our true forms,” Sirius stresses almost every word as if doing so will make you see his point, which you firmly believe is non-existent anyway. "So, what do you say if I tell you I’m more than ready to go and give it a try right here and then?”
"If you transform yourself into a worm right now I'd crush you under my shoe."
"Lovingly? A bit on the sadistic side, but I don't mind if you're into that. I'm always willing to try new things with you—"
"Sirius!"
"You're breaking my heart here." Sirius sullenly shakes his head, sighing dejectedly in an attempt to pull at your heartstrings.
You wrinkle your nose at his theatrics. "Why don't you tell me something about this play we're about to watch instead? You were so adamant in convincing me to watch it with you."
"Eager to drop the subject that you, yourself, were the one who brought it up in the first place?" he taunts, quirking an eyebrow teasingly.
You shoot him an unamused look. Eyes narrowing dangerously, to which Sirius only gives you a winning smile of his in return.
"Alright, I digress. As always, I picked only the best seats for us. Wouldn't want my wiggly worm to miss out on anything since what we're about to watch—"
"Your what? " you squawk as you turn to him in horror. Sirius opens his mouth to reply but just before he can say even more absurd things, you interject, "You are not calling me that."
"You may call me yours, too. It's the perfect pet name for us, is it not?" Sirius responds, deliberately ignoring your earlier demand.
"You better not be serious right now."
"How can I not when I actually go by that name?"
"Bye."
Intent on leaving him behind, you quicken your pace. Not wanting to garner the attention of the other people passing by, you resist the urge to become a runner and a track star just to increase the distance between the two of you. Your attempt turns out to be futile anyway, for within a few long strides, Sirius manages to keep up with you with no trouble at all, smiling down at you brightly. You silently curse his long legs.
You can only hope that he won't actually keep on calling you that horrendous and absolutely not flattering pet name he came up with. The nerve of this man, you initiated this conversation expecting that you'll get a few good laughs out of it because of his reactions. But this man pulled an uno reverse card by turning you into his source of entertainment instead.
Sirius slips his hand into yours and gives it a tentative squeeze. "I meant every word I've said Y/n. Well, atleast most of it." He playfully winks as the both of you enter the doors of the building hand in hand.
a/n: I hope you'll find it in yourself to enjoy reading this as much as I've enjoyed the writing process.
I didn't expect I'll have that much fun, haha. Once I've laid down the general idea, the characters pretty much wrote their own dialogues and I just went with the flow. Busying myself in making this helped me cope from the lack of new in-game content 🤧 let's all hang in there. xx
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alzirr0 · 2 years
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getting ready for a movie night
(the quality is so bad (⁠´⁠;⁠︵⁠;⁠`⁠))
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alzirr0 · 2 years
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Sooo, new update for ArTw is just a forced ads at the loading screen...
Forced ads already are no good, but at the loading screen? It's literally the game's face: you expect magic and get a stupid ad in the face. Frustrating to say the least. And I'm already watching a ton of ads in this game volontirelly, I don't want to be forced to watch more.
If you're not ok with this decision, I want to encourage you to try to write our concerns to the sup, idk if they'll listen but this is the very least we can do.
This community is already pretty small and now not only new players will be driven away 'cause this goddamn awful ads in the middle of the loading screen, but some old players thinking about leaving as well.
I just sent my email to the sup and I really hope they'll listen. I want this game and our small but proud community to florish, I don't want it to die, not like this!
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alzirr0 · 2 years
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Does this mean we're not getting any new content for this month's update? Nothing is said about a new banner, or even a banner rerun. They didn't mention anything about floor 11 and new chapters at all either. Additionally, I've already updated my game and nope we don't get any kind of rewards or compensation in our mail.
I was looking forward for today's update, but now I can't deny that I'm disappointed...
Will still continue supporting the game for now, though. I might as well contribute fanarts and fanfics for the fandom as a coping mechanism for us. 🤧
October 20 Update completion notice
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Hello, Summoner!
This is Arcana Twilight, the story that starts from your fingertips.
Our update for october 20 is ready for you!
Please proceed to the store for update.
※ There might be some delays for the updates to be applied in the store.
※ We apologize for the delay in iOS update due to internal issues. The rerun event will also end as scheduled on the iOS.
◆ Update Complete
> Fixed issues regarding the number of ad views on stage and lobby that weren’t initialized.
> Additional Front Ad.
> Fixed issues regarding MP not filling up when the level goes up.
> Fixed issues regarding some daily spychat seen in the wrong direction.
> ‘Under the horizon sunlight’ scout rerun event has been ended
> ‘Under the horizon sunlight’ mission rerun event has been ended
> Rerun item ‘beach juice’ not available in store anymore.
> Alpheratz / Pollux swimsuit (iOS), Swimsuit Set(AOS) Not available anymore.
We will do our very best to provide you with a pleasant and fantastic experience for you, summoner. 
Thank you.
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alzirr0 · 2 years
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Spica will keep you in line. May also act like a mother hen if you make him worry. Coffee, tea, or juice? Name the drink and he'll make it for you. 10/10 recommended.
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Casually disappears after posting this to finish writing that arcana twilight fic I'm planning to upload this week 🤧
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alzirr0 · 2 years
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Quick, gotta put him in our pockets!
Harvest and omnomnom
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alzirr0 · 2 years
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Sleepyhead. Alpheratz is often nonchalant, but will fuss over and nag you if you're being careless. If you don't want non-stop nagging, never put yourself in dangerous situations. Don't you even dare catch a cold.
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