#Anyways; I'm not trying to be rude or attack you here. I do UNDERSTAND your point. But it's not relative

[jellieland]

It's just like them, thinks Martyn, miserably, To want to make these things stick.

He's always been an "act first, weasel your way out of any potential consequences later," kind of guy, so immediate, painful and permanent consequences to his recklessness strike him as unfair, unwarranted, and quite possibly a personal attack.

But, well. Here he still is anyway. What's he going to do about it?

His ankle burns where the baby zombie clawed at it. His legs ache from the dripstone, and the dripstone, and, yes, the dripstone again, and also walking off Mumbo's house and perhaps slightly misjudging his landing.

His ear keeps ringing and most of his right side stings from the creeper that decided, quite rudely, to sneak up on him and then blow up directly in his face about half a second before he could raise his shield. And the gravel later on, that he'd seen falling but still not managed to avoid, hadn't helped with any of that either.

He can feel blood dripping down his back in no less then five separate places, along with his arm, his shoulder, and the side of his head—that last one bled a lot and got onto his bandanna which was pretty annoying, actually—all from his many encounters with what he thinks were probably, at a conservative estimate, about a billion skeletons.

He doesn't quite glare up at the Secret Keeper. The healing they'd given him had been too much of a relief for that; his vision had stopped swimming, that head wound had stopped bleeding so much, and it was significantly less painful to walk. But the look he gives them is certainly glare-adjacent.

"You do know injuries aren't supposed to stick around like this, don't you?" he mutters, bitterly. "I know you like twisting stuff, but this is ridiculous. It's unnatural, is what it is!"

Someone snorts behind him.

He turns, and he sees Cleo. Neat, meticulous stitches are visible across their skin. Martyn hasn't met many people with scars before, but she's one of them.

The only new one is what looks, ironically enough, like a zombie bite on their arm, entirely healed over.

"It's really not that hard to deal with if you're just patient," she says.

"Ah," he says. "Well. That's my problem right there, then, isn't it?"

"It certainly looks like it," they say, amused. They're laughing at him again. He can't even be mad, since all in all, he totally deserves it.

"Yeah, alright," he says, a bit indignant just for the sake of what remains of his pride. "No need to rub it in! I hope you realize that if healing just worked normally, I'd be doing really well, actually."

"Hmm. Right, you do tend to throw yourself off of cliffs, and then try and work out how you'll save yourself on the way down, don't you?" She gives him a knowing look. "But look on the bright side—when you do die, you'll get to be perfectly healthy again for... I give it ten seconds. After that, you'll start making decisions."

"Hey, I'll have you know I went to the Nether for ages, and got out without a scratch on me that I didn't have when I arrived!" he retorts.

"Oh, so you can be careful, you just choose not to be?" They raise a judgemental eyebrow.

"Well... I mean." He half-shrugs, then winces. "I mean. Yeah. Yes. You know this about me."

There is a brief pause. She gives him an unreadable look, eyes catching on the blood seeping through his shirt. "...Yeah. I guess I do."

He glances over at the Secret Keeper again, bold and unmoving against the unnaturally darkened sky.

When he looks back, Cleo is still watching him. "You didn't even bandage those, did you?" they ask, with a touch of what most people would think was disdain. "Let alone stitch them up."

"I mean, no? It's not like it'll do anything, is it?" he asks, taken aback. "The good old 'Powers That Be' want us to bleed, and they want us to keep bleeding! Who am I to argue?"

She narrows her eyes as though she doesn't quite understand his point. "I'm not saying that would fix it. I don't think any of us are going to live long enough for that method of healing to work." They shrug. "Would make it hurt less, though."

Now it's his turn to narrow his eyes. "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah," she says. "At least, so I've heard. For me, it's mostly about making sure I don't start physically falling apart, because it's really inconvenient when that does start happening."

He nods in acknowledgement. "Well, maybe I'll give it a go if I have the time." It all sounds a bit far-fetched to him. Much better to spend time working towards completing the next secret task he gets, or persuading people to give him the healing they have to spare, rather than losing hours on something that wouldn't actually help him in the long run.

(Maybe it's an echo, maybe it's just who he is, but Martyn's time is precious, and he is not giving it up for something so monotonous. Who would find that interesting?)

"Alright," they say. "If you're sure. But no one else is going to do it for you, you know."

He snorts. "Cleo," he says. "You're funny." She, of all people, should know he's already well aware of that.

"Right," they say, dryly. "Well, unless you want anything else I think I'm done here."

"Nah, not really." he says, then pauses. Frowns.

As unconvinced as he is, she really didn't have to say that to him. She deserves at least something in return.

"I will say," he says delicately, "if that advice really does help. You should probably keep it to yourself. You know. Death game, and all that."

All at once, their expression turns cold. "I think it's my business what I choose to give up, actually," she snaps.

Martyn's eyes briefly flick over to the Secret Keeper. "I mean..."

"No. I meant what I said." They cross their arms. "It's up to other people what they choose to do with it. But what I give them is up to me." She glances at the Secret Keeper, and then back to him. "No one's ever been able to tell me what I owe, or don't owe, to anyone." They smirk, and give him a piercing look. "You know this about me."

"...Yeah," he says. "I guess I do."

There is a short silence.

"Well!" He claps abruptly. "I won't keep you!"

"No, you won't," she says. "I'd best be off. This might come as a surprise, but I do actually have better things to do than hang out around Grian's creepy rock all day."

"Fair, fair." He chuckles, and raises a hand in farewell as they leave. "See you around."

Once she's out of sight, he goes back to staring at the Secret Keeper.

It's quiet.

"They're doing pretty well this time, huh?" he says. "If she keeps going like this, she probably won't get another happy ending, will she."

The air is very still, here. It's as though the place is trapped in night, even when he can see the sun in the sky.

The Secret Keeper does not answer him.

"I know you, though," he says. "You won't let it be all about being careful. That would be boring."

The thought nags at him that Cleo hasn't sounded as though they'd found any of this boring. Surely there had to be more to it than what she'd said? There had to be.

If there wasn't, then what was the point of all this pain?

He shifts, and his shoulder twinges, and he hisses quietly with frustration.

"Things already stuck," he says, unhappily. "They already stayed. I thought that was obvious."

The rock just stands there.

Judgemental. Impartial. It's impressive how it can manage to be both.

Martyn sighs heavily, and winces, and turns away. He looks towards his extremely small, entirely copied base, and a place where the sky is capable of letting in the light.

He pokes gingerly at his head wound. It's shallow, but painful.

"Maybe just this one," he mutters. "Could repurpose my bandanna. Although I guess I should probably wash it first. That would be smart." He wipes at his face. "If I don't then blood's going to start getting in my eyes. But not in a cool way, just in a way where I'll fall in a ravine by accident or something."

Nobody responds. That's ok. He hasn't exactly endeared himself to anyone, recently.

In a game that's even more about trust than usual, there's a part of him that doesn't mind being a lone wolf, as it were. At least for now. Harder to stab someone in the back if you don't let them get behind you, right?

He can make this work. He'll just have to adapt. He's good at that, usually! He just has to find the angle.

After all, he may not be patient, but he is persistent.

And he suspects being a liar will come in handy, for this one.

#secret life #secret life smp #martyn inthelittlewood #zombiecleo #my writing #i really like just how polar opposite their first episodes were #and how much it says about how they play these games. #and then there's the way that all damage sort of sticks #every heart you lose is a resource you will not get back. not really.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Can i request follower!Narinder x follower!reader who's kind heart person? Like they always want to help other even tho they rude to them,and they forgive them eventually but Narinder cannot handle see​ing his spouse being disrespectful.

I want this to be oneshot angst/fluff pls thank you and have a nice day/night🥰

"How goes...your marriage..?"

"Hmph..hello to you too, sister." Narinder rolled his eyes as he sat by the pond with a bowl of stew, hoping for some peace and quiet.

But of course, ever since his siblings arrived into Lamb's cult and learned that he was betrothed to a mortal..he hasn't known such things.

He could tolerate Heket at the very least, since Kallamar was off flirting with gods-know-who, Leshy was on a missionary, and Shamura was reading their usual books.

"It fairs well. I sometimes find it funny.."

"Hm?"

"Shamura surely couldn't have predicted that I would become wedded to a measly mortal..let alone find myself in my vessel's cult. I was to sacrifice them and all of Lamb's followers. Yet when I ended up here..[y/n] was the first to reach out a hand and help me find my place." The black cat huffed. "When others mocked me..they defended my name day and night despite my past transgressions, willing to lookover the fact I once thought of them as nothing but a pawn in my game."

"You've..gotten soft..brother.." Heket lightly teased, earning her a scowl from him. However, something in the distance caught her eyes, and she tensed. "Go."

"What? Go away, you mean?" He blinked in confusion, taken aback by her command as he sneered. "I open my heart up to you, and you have the nerve to-?!"

"[Y/n]." She simply pointed, and he followed her gaze to the drinkhouse where you were trying to help a drunken follower stand on their own two feet.

While you could normally handle that sort of thing, something about it didn't sit right with Narinder. They were acting rather belligerent, babbling nonsense and causing a barrel to topple over, all while refusing to surrender their empty glass.

Only then he remember you were the bartender for today and were trying to close up shop.

He got up, deciding to let Heket finish his stew, and began walking over. His footsteps were silent as to not draw attention to himself.

He wanted to observe how you'd handle the situation.

"Please, go rest." You gently tried to urge the inebriated follower. "You've had enough."

"Don't touch meeeeeee...I ain't-" A hiccup interrupted them as their face became redder, words so slurred you could hardly understand them. "I ain't gonna..go anywherrre.."

"I'm afraid you must, I'm sorry-"

"Nooooo...I don't wanna be handled by some...idiot who slept with the One Who Waits!"

You froze. "Pardon?"

"Whatdya see in that guy anyway? He haaaates us all..he was..gonna kill us, right? And Lamby, too?" They grumbled, now sounding completely serious and irate. "Why don't you wanna be with Lamby? Or me? Or someone who isn't a monster...do ya hate us, too?"

"No, I don't hate anyone." You tried to reassure them. "But it's rude to speak of Narinder that way."

"But his stupid siblings..they...they hurt us so much because of him!" Tears began filling their eyes, their expression growing angrier. "Why did they have to come? What they did to us...was 'cuz of HIM! EVERYTHING is his fault!!!"

"I hear your pain, my friend. I really do. But Lamb believed-"

"WHAT ABOUT WHAT I BELIEVE?!" They raised their empty glass in a threatening manner, and you flinched, taking your hands off their robe in preparation for an attack.

But before anything could happen-

A black paw grabbed their wrist, claws digging into their flesh. Not enough to draw blood, but just enough to make it hurt and divert their attention to a certain angry feline.

"How irritating.." A trio of red eyes pierced through Narinder's veil as he scowled down at the follower. "I don't know whether you're more annoying now or when you're sober. You may scorn Lamb to your heart's content..but to threaten my spouse is a line you'll regret ever crossing. Now go lie down before I make you."

With a nod and a quiet whimper, they shakily set the glass down on the counter. And the moment he let their wrist go, they took off stumbling all the way to their shelter.

You frowned a little. "Darling, it's my job to lead them to-"

"They'll find their own way. Whatever they break can be fixed in no time." Narinder dismissed as he went to clean off the glass, while you plugged up the beer kegs for the night.

But as he rubbed and twisted the rag, he began thinking about what might've happened had he not intervened when he did..and it only made him angrier.

What if the glass was still full and they decided to spill it?

What if they threw it at your head?

What if they left tiny shards in your flesh and caused blood to pour down your face?

What if-?

*crack*

A sudden sharp pain in his paw pad made him wince slightly, realizing that the cup broke apart, a piece of glass now embedded in his own flesh.

Great.

"Oh no, let me take care of that for you, love."

He perked up at your voice, seeing you pull out a pair of tweezers and a roll of bandages from your robe pocket. "I can do it myself, you know."

"And risk getting more blood on the counter?" You pointed out the red splatters on the oak. "Heavens no."

Narinder chuffed, eventually turning his paw over and allowing you to tend to his injury. "Why do you allow them to speak to you that way? And being drunk is no excuse. They knew damn well what they were saying. They've disproved of our relationship from the start."

"So have plenty of others, including your own siblings, Nari. They'll come around eventually. I have all the faith in them."

"[Y/n]..they almost smashed a glass over your head. And I stopped them from doing so." He growled, frustrated at your lack of outrage. "You are content in letting such disrespect continue without punishment? Without consulting Lamb? If we cannot do anything about it, surely they can."

"I will let it go this one time. But only because I believe they won't do it again. I think they learned their lesson thanks to you." You simply reassured him, before you finished wrapping the gauze around his paw.

With a smile, you brought it up to your lips and kissed it, eyes flickering up to him. "You needn't worry, my darling. I am okay."

"...I'm not worrying about anything." Narinder scoffed, having difficulty hiding the blush beneath his fur. "I simply refuse to tolerate imbeciles who make obscene assumptions about us, thinking there'd be no repercussions."

"Of course, but in any case..thank you for coming to my defense."

"Hm.."

"Now come." You gently tugged him away from the drinkhouse, looping your arm around his. "I believe we have some farming plots to attend to. I promised Lamb I'd work on them in Leshy's steed, but what say...you pick out the seeds you wish to plant this time?"

Narinder's ears perked. "Hah. I thought you were about to tell me to gather fertilizer." He chuckled quietly. "You are too good to me sometimes."

"Well, I figured you could use a break. Come, come!"

And so he followed you to the farming area. While he could sense Heket still staring at him, knowing her grin was smug as ever, he didn't care about what she was thinking--or what anybody in the cult was thinking for that matter.

All that he cared about right now was vegetation would prosper best on this warm spring day.

#clanask #anonymous #cult of the lamb x reader #cotl x reader #narinder x reader #cotl narinder #cotl narinder x reader #fluff #angst #angst/fluff

[pendarling]

Perfect Timing

Their arms stretched down and grabbed Hero, who held onto the pole. The thousand-foot drop would've killed them if they hadn't made it in time. 

As soon as they were back on their feet, Hero snatched their arm away, narrowing their eyes. 

"You don't have to thank me, I guess." Villain didn't expect to find themselves in a bizarre situation in the middle of a heated fight when they first travelled out of their year, but what unfolded in front of them was a situation they couldn't comprehend. 

They gazed at Hero; they were bleeding and bruised from each side; looking at themselves, they were in a lot less of a mess. But the image of their lover being so disoriented angered them. They had their fair share of fights, but this was different.

"What are you doing here anyway?" They huffed. 

Hero looked so adorable when they tried to seem intimidating. They laughed softly and had to hide their amusement to avoid further conflict. "I uhh... was just passing by."

The power to time travel wasn't always exact, but in the future Villain came from, Hero was already more than committed to them. It didn't look like they were even the slightest bit interested in the past they'd travelled to. This would mean they accidentally travelled further back in time than they meant to, and from the looks of it, this was probably around the time when Hero was fighting the then "new" villain with the swords. They never really caught their name, but in the future, Hero would tell them stories of how brutal they were. They'd need to recalculate again and try for a second time. 

Hero was more distant and far less flirtatious, so according to what they could analyze, it was likely around the beginning of when they first met and were only strangers.

'How nostalgic,' Villain thought.

Hero sneered at them and circled an arm around their torso, waiting to see if they would attack. 

"Why did you help me?"

Oh, shoot. Were they not supposed to? It would make sense since they were on opposite sides. Damn... Hero had likely taken them for a traitor already.

Villain smiled sheepishly. "C'mon, I have morals too. I act in a way that... favours me."

"Saving an enemy favours you?" They clicked their tongue. "Your teammates must sure be proud of you--"

"Hey, what do you know about me anyways, huh?!"

"I know that you're pretty pathetic."

'And I know all your allergy symptoms and your first pet's name, but you're not asking me any of that.' Villain bit their tongue.

"Whatever." Villain frowned; they didn't remember Hero being so... rude. Hopefully, this wouldn't ruin their chance of getting together in the future, but even then, it was likely inevitable. They always got together in all the alternate timelines they visited. 

Hero crossed their arms. "I could help myself just fine."

"I wasn't asking." Until then, a bit of banter would be fun.

"I don't care."

"You clearly do, 'cause you're still talking to me."

They heard Hero grumble from across the roof. Villain let out a laugh; how charming. Hero's face was priceless; they never failed to amuse them no matter what year it was. 

"Just shut up! What's so funny!?" They saw the blush pattern on their face.

"Aw, sweetheart. I didn't mean to tease you so much." Villain lifted their wrist to inspect their watch; as expected, it was only slightly damaged on its sides. But a few repairs would make it turn. 

Hero shuffled backwards and tried wiping the blood from their eyes to understand better who they were arguing with. A villain with strange morals and an obligation dedicated to their work so much they weren't paying attention to their conversation at all.

Hero felt the intense urge to fix themselves to seem more presentable, their cheeks burning as much as their heart did. It wasn't every day they met someone who could captivate them as they could. 

Villain caught them move to fix themselves and silently smirked.

"I'm not affected by any of your worthless words." They mumbled, still sorting their uniform. Their hands froze under their gaze.

"I also take kisses as a form of thanks. You wanna kiss?"

Hero widened their eyes; the question caught them off-guard. "Y-you wish! I bet that's what you want! Yeah..." They confidently crossed their arms with a lopsided grin. 

Villain stopped briefly to look up, "Well, you're not wrong so I won't argue with you on that."

They saw the rose-coloured cheeks decorate Hero again more brightly than before. "What??"

Villain laughed at their reaction again, "I'm just kidding, darling; it's purely hypothetical."

The crime-fighter knitted their brows, their heel tapping vigorously; Villain whined the clock back a few minutes and shook their wrist. A tinkering noise from inside signalled a loose gear. They sighed, knowing they'd need to take apart the watch to fix it manually, and here they thought going home would be easy. 

"What is that?" They spoke again, "Some kind of contraption?" 

"Curious, love?"

"I saw a light before you helped me,"

"Humans see lots of strange things right before death."

"No, I saw it."

They set their arm beside their side and walked up to the other, "Maybe it was a flashlight."

"If it was, then you should be carrying it because it came from your direction."

Villain looked around the roof to try and find some way to change the topic. The effect of every use of time travelling was that a short flashbang of light would appear right as they arrived in the year they were set to. "Forget it. What's wrong with you?" they motioned their head in Hero's direction, their body barely able to stay up. "You look horrible." 

Hero growled between their teeth, "None of your business. Now what was that light?"

"None of your business."

"I'm tempted to fight you." 

Villain smiled, though it was probably hard to notice in the dark evening sky. The last time they had interactions like this with Hero was years ago when they were oblivious to the changes around them.

They missed this, a time before Hero had turned on them and relinquished the feelings they had so carefully built. If it weren't for everything that happened, they would have lived happily ever after. On another note, their insanity was partially healed by this version of Hero, who was only asking innocent questions. 

"Maybe another time," Villain scanned the dark horizon; this part of the city was unfamiliar. They'd need to head back to their office to begin repairs again. The version of them at this timeline likely hadn't finished their watch, so they might as well send out a helping hand. 

"You're not from here, are you?"

"Bingo."

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#hero x villain community #hero x villain #writing snippet #writing prompt #writblr #writing community #time travel romance #time travel #villainxhero #heroxvillain #villain x hero #pining prompts #one sided love #angst dialogue #otp prompts #romance prompts #betrayal prompts

[pascaloverx]

To Begin Again

ONE

Summary: You're a new teacher at a large and influential school. It's a risky step for you, as you've been running from your ex for almost two years. But when Dumbledore asks you to take on a class at the renowned Hogwarts, you can't refuse. However, your life as a newly arrived teacher won't be easy. Especially when the other teachers don't seem eager to make friends. Or rather, two teachers in particular: Sirius Black and Remus Lupin.

Author's Note: Welcome, dear readers. Please leave your comments if you enjoy fanfiction. This fanfic takes place almost in the real world (with the addition of werewolves) and is not a wizarding fanfic. There will be some differences and changes in things from the Harry Potter story or other fanfics in the HP universe, but I promise to do my best writing this fanfic. There will be a love triangle coming in this fanfic.

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To flee is easier than to face your problems, than to confront the demons you left behind long ago. And your life has become an eternal escape. Not only moving from place to place, teaching from school to school, you were living a temporary life each time.  Until one day, a letter arrived, yes, a letter for you from London. It said that you were invited to teach temporarily at Hogwarts Academy. Dumbledore needed you. He was a great friend of your father. They even taught at the same time, but when you were born, your father and mother decided to move to the United States for some undisclosed reason. But Dumbledore's letter comes to you as a good excuse to cover your tracks. Restart.

"What a piece of crap. My cell phone is out of battery and I'm lost in the middle of nowhere." You mumble to yourself. No one is listening anyway. A beautiful full moon night is in front of you, lighting your way. Hogwarts, despite being influential, seems to be located in the middle of nowhere. You jump back when you hear a loud howl. Are there wolves near a school? Isn't that dangerous? 

You look at your phone wishing there was some battery left so you could call someone. Noticing that it might be dangerous, you walk towards what you think might be the path. One step hurriedly each time. But the howls get closer and closer. Until you see a sign saying that Hogwarts is nearby. But as soon as you look ahead you see a dog. I mean, something similar to a dog but bigger. Or will it be a very hairy man?

"Leave or I'll throw my suitcase at you. Whatever you are." You say threatening the furry creature with your suitcase. The creature seems to stare at you, but not understand you. At that moment you laugh at your foolishness. Now who in their right mind would try to reason with a creature that doesn't seem to reason?

"Listen, I don't want to hurt you. I'm against animal abuse and I've participated in campaigns to rescue many from the streets. But if you come any closer, I won't have any other choice." You speak and while the canine creature or something looks like it's ready to attack you. When the creature gets a little closer, you throw your suitcase at it. With all the strength and aim possible. And then you run. Run as fast as possible, hitting some trees along the way but maintaining your speed. You hear the creature's grunts of pain. Then everything is silent, you rest a little. Your legs hurt, your arms are sore and bruised. And then you hear a long howl that alerts you that the creature is coming. And then you run again, as fast as you can. 

"I can't believe I'm going to die here, like this." You mumble as you run. You're so distracted that you don't notice a stranger in front of you. Until you bump into him. Making you both fall.

"Fuck. Don't you watch where you're going?" The stranger speaks in a rude tone and you look at him in confusion.Isn't he noticing that you're running from death? Or is he not hearing the furry creature's noises?

"Shut up and follow me." You say, holding the stranger's hand and asking him to follow you. Why you helped him, you don't know. But you wouldn't be able to sleep with guilty conscience if he died. Strangely, he follows you a little further into the forest. But who designed a school that has a forest with ferocious animals on the loose? 

"Come here." The stranger pulls you close to a hiding place. Hideout that actually seems designed for this type of situation. It's a small hut covered in bushes. You think about saying something but the stranger covers your mouth and points outside. Your eyes follow the stranger's fingers and you observe the creature outside. From a distance this creature looks like something from another world, from a fantasy world. A werewolf better said.  The creature sniffs for a while and then disappears into the forest.

"You saw that?" You ask the stranger who is currently adjusting his somewhat long, silky, and slightly wavy hair. Sweat is dripping down his forehead, but he seems fine. I mean, he's attractive. I mean, what the hell are you thinking?

"I did see it, still got the ability to see after some lunatic knocked me down out of nowhere. And you're welcome, by the way." The man says as he rummages through a closet. You look at him indignantly. What do you mean you should be grateful to him?

"Sorry to wake you up from that illusion you're in, but it's you who should be thanking me. That creature was about to attack both of us, and I pulled you to come with me. So, Prince Charming, get off your imaginary horse and thank me yourself." You respond proudly, starting to feel the pain of the bruises you accumulated along the way. 

"If that's how you feel, would you prefer to go out into the forest right now and try your luck?" The man says mockingly, and you glare at him angrily. What an idiot.

"Look, I'm new around here, and I don't want to sound presumptuous, but you seem like a jerk. But unlike you, I'm going to appreciate your help. Thank you for helping me escape from the big hairy creature out there. Satisfied?" You say, swallowing your pride, and then you extend your hand to the stranger. He gives a smirk, almost charming. What a jerk.

"Very satisfied. But now that we're here, would you mind telling me your name? I find it strange to spend the night with someone whose name I don't even know." The man says, sitting on the wooden chair next to you. You, who are sitting in an armchair, look at him, feeling strange about the idea of spending the night together.

"My name is Y/N. And yours?" You speak to avoid seeming rude, but the truth is, you want to know the reason why you'll have to spend the night together.

"Sirius. Sirius Black." He pauses before continuing, "And before you wonder, we have to spend the night here because it's still out there. But don't worry, as soon as dawn breaks, I'll take you to Hogwarts." Sirius speaks, squeezing your hand firmly. You shake hands, and he looks at you as if trying to unravel all your secrets.

"How do you know I want to go to Hogwarts?" You ask, and he smiles as if he finds it amusing.

"Let's just say I have a good sixth sense. Now, I suggest you rest. Tomorrow will be quite a day for you." Sirius says, handing you a pillow and a blanket. You thank him softly as you watch him grab another pillow and lie down on the floor. It looks uncomfortable, but you're too tired to be polite and offer to sleep on the floor instead.

"Hey, Sirius. Thank you so much for today. I might not be alive without you." You say sweetly and sleepily as you settle into the armchair. Sirius lifts his head and looks in your direction. Wow, he's handsome.

"I echo your words. The only difference is that I'd be alive with or without you. But I'm grateful for the company. It tends to be pretty boring around here." Sirius replies before turning over to sleep. You try not to dwell too much on what he said and then let sleep finally take hold of you. When morning comes, Sirius seems a bit more grumpy than before. You deduce that he might not be a morning person. You both leave the cabin early and walk for a while towards Hogwarts. The journey feels almost endless, but when you finally arrive, you're dazzled. The beauty of the architecture almost makes it worth almost dying to get in here.

"Well, princess, you're delivered. I won't be able to come in with you because I need to go check on something, but I'm sure we'll see each other again soon. Until then, take care. I won't always be here to save you." Sirius says, kissing the palm of your hand before leaving without giving you a chance to respond. You find him presumptuous but decide to move on.

Walking through the corridors of Hogwarts, you observe children playing from side to side. A boy with glasses and dark hair is hitting another boy with white hair on the ground, which startles you. You immediately run towards them. As you approach, you manage to separate the two, pulling the dark-haired one off the light-haired one. They both seem a bit bruised, and as you separate them, you realize that the effort has caused you significant pain in your back.

"You shouldn't be fighting. At least I think so." You say with some difficulty as you feel the pain growing. It's strange that despite the dark-haired one being the aggressor, he seems to take you more seriously. Meanwhile, the light-haired one is smiling mockingly with his arms crossed.

"And who are you to say anything?" Asks the child, around eleven or twelve years old, with a bruised face but intact hair. He's the one with the light hair.

"You must be thick, Malfoy, if you didn't notice that she must be our new teacher. Or maybe I hit you too hard." The dark-haired boy responds, already angry again. He seems both fearless and temperamental.

"Stop. Both of you! I don't want to hear insults or nonsense in my presence. You, with the white hair, I am your new teacher, so I suggest you change your tone when speaking. And you, with the dark hair, violence is not a solution to anything, not even insolence. Both of you, go far away from each other and think about how to be better." You speak calmly but very seriously. Despite their reluctance, both boys stop fighting and move on.

You feel the pain in your back get worse and walk to the first place you see an adult. Until you find a room, which seems almost abandoned. There is no one inside. You observe the room that has some old books scattered around and appears to be someone's room. 

"Can I help you?" A male voice speaks from behind you. You turn around nervously thinking it's rude to enter someone else's room. 

"I need help..." You were going to say more, but you were startled when you noticed a mark on the face of the man in front of you. You figured he must be in pain.

"There's no need to be afraid. I got involved in a mess last night and was a little injured." The man says getting closer and you feel like you're being rude.

"I'm sorry, I imagine it hurts. I'm sorry for my rudeness." You say, getting a little closer and looking deep into the man's eyes. Eyes you felt you've seen before.

"No need to apologize. It really hurts. My name is Remus and this is my room." Remus speaks as you watch him and before you can say anything, you simply pass out. 

                       

 To be continued...

#sirius black #sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #female reader #remus lupin x reader #sirius x reader #remus x reader #remus lupin #remus lupin x #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x y/n #james potter #lily evans #peter pettigrew #severus snape #albus dumbledore #minerva mcgonagall #draco malfoy #harry potter #hermione granger #ron weasley #muggle au #teachers au #werewolf au #enemies to lovers #sirius black fanfic #remus lupin fanfic #harry potter fanfic #strangers to lovers #past abusive relationship

[the-heart-of-a-monster]

Wh-

What the f-

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HELLO EXCUSE ME WHAT-

Yeah. This is fine. This is great, even! I'm just scrolling around on Tumblr, havin a good time, then I see some asks talking about the new page and I get excited. I riot in my head, even! I squeal with joy because I absolutely adore your art!

Then Sonic pushes Shadow away and my heart breaks in half.

wtf /pos and /lh

I wanna psychoanalyze this so fuccin bad so I'm gonna try my best but everything is so clear and easy to see so idk how obvious this will all be. I'll have a TLDR at the end that will hopefully be shorter idfk

Also before I do that I just wanna say that I absolutely love THOAM and I'm so glad I've been along on such a crazy journey for this long. Love seeing your art evolve throughout the 2 years I've been here!

ok let's get on with it already-

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Okay so the first thing I noticed is Sonic's demeanor in this entire chapter so far. Sonic wasn't necessarily pissed at Shadow before coming here, (I still fail to remember the name of their location) but he was a bit... He seemed angered to some degree. This obviously has to do with the lack of sleep he's been getting due to his incredibly painful transformation, and uh side note here, transforming on its own would be enough to make someone feel out of sorts. I totally understand why Sonic is acting odd, in this case.

Anyway, the point I'm making is that Shadow has slowly been testing Sonic's patience throughout this and the last chapter. In the last one, Shadow said something incredibly rude and impulsive, which lead to Sonic staying behind in the dorm while Shadow and Chip were getting mawled. He only came back because he knew they were in deep trouble. The hug he got from Shadow didn't really help all that much, even if it was a kind gesture and something the Ultimate Lifeform wouldn't typically do. Because, y'know, it's just a hug. People hug others all the time, and it's not even close to a real apology.

Then Chip stayed behind with Tails. And... Suddenly, Sonic took a complete 180!

Without Chip around, without Sonic's emotional support buddy, the blue blur is left with all these pent up emotions that he's been refusing to let out for a long time. The last time he cried was days ago when he accidentally attacked Amy, and for us, that was probably like 3-4 years ago at this point. He's hardly had enough time or room to really feel anything, and that leaves him all constipated and icky. Sure, he had to kind of mellow his real feelings when Chip was around because he's just a kid in Sonic's eyes, and when Sonic lashes out it impacts Chip in a bad way. This doesn't mean Sonic feels any better without Chip, because without him, there's no hype man to make him feel better. There are no comforting words or small chit-chats for the road and no pit stops to get snacks... It's just him and Shadow now, and since they're on a pretty important mission to, you know, fix the entire fucking world, there's like no time for breaks.

Combine all this with the fact that Sonic is stuck as a Werehog for this entire chapter, and for the entirety of this specific mission... Yeah, you've got a pretty cranky hedgehog. And here's the sad part in all of this: Sonic doesn't like feeling this angry and this alone, but no one seems to really understand him anymore. Not even Shadow. They don't know what it's like living two whole lives at once, having to go through all this pain and agony for so long and not able to tell a soul. They couldn't possibly comprehend!

So how should he feel when his closest companion makes an effort to understand, even just by a little bit?

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TL;DR

Sonic is confused and angry at the world. He doesn't understand what to do or how to act, and without Chip's support and unintentional therapy, he's just kinda... Left to his thoughts. Shadow suddenly trying to help after being not very helpful for a while made things even more confusing, and the fact Shadow never told Sonic about the constant nighttime thing... Yeeeeeaaahhh, Sonic's not doing too hot.

Hope this wasn't too long and I hope Tumblr doesn't eat this up due to its length. Thanks so much for reading to the end and thanks for just being you. Because if you didn't exist the world would explode-

<3

NEVER TOO LONG i think others also appreciate the theories ♥

#fan lore #midnighttheultima #text heavy

[italeean]

Hello ^^ I’m honestly pretty late, but may I partake in the event?

Name— Suzuni or nickname of Suzu

Description— I enjoy writing stories (though I more often than not find myself daydreaming about what I could write instead lol) and artistic activities such as painting/art & ceramics. Ofc I suck at my hobbies 👍👍 (I think so anyway)

I like,, honestly I have no idea. Daydreaming/picturing scenarios in my mind? I do it rlly often lol, so ig I probably like it? As for dislikes, myself— And rudeness and arrogance lol 

I try to surround myself with people who are both playful/teasy but also decently observant (Warning for mental illness mention— I have depression and consequently may make darker comments at times). I also tend to use a lighthearted and casual tone when talking about serious topics relating to myself (e.g., warning again here, self-death)

Oops that got long, sorry about that :’l

I’m a lee, and as for fandom, either Haikyuu! or My Hero Academia if that’s alright ^^

Relationship— romantic because why not lol

Preferably a male character

Anyhow, have a nice day/evening ^^

Hiiii!! Sorry for the inactivity... again 😅 istg this period is driving me bonkers but I'm also having lots of fun!! Anyway, thanks for participating, I hope you'll like who I matched you up with ❤️🍡 *hands you the usual dango to eat while you read*

🔮 So, for my event your pair is... SHINSOU

🔮 Why did I choose him for you?

1. Sneaky, fairly smug and a little mysterious. Perfect ler material if you ask me 😌 2. I see him as a very caring and careful soul, who doesn't bond with everyone but holds extremely close the ones who manage to gain his trust 3. He would be able to understand if you need help or are struggling mentally, and he'd be there 24/7 for you 4. He could use his quirk to induce relaxation and/or make you fall asleep... obviously if you're comfortable with it and give your consent 5. He would totally get involved in your hobbies! I already see you two painting or doing ceramics together 6. You probably have made a "couple sculpture"... like a heart broken in half and each one of you keeps a half in their bedroom 7. He trained with Aizawa. He knows how to be silent. Expect surprise tickle attacks from any direction at any time~ 8. He'd be extremely happy to read your writings and give you a review about them!! He'd probably use tickling to convince you to let him read them hehe 9. Tickles whenever you say that you suck at what you do! He doesn't tolerate when someone talks badly about someone he loves (even when it's you talking badly about yourself) 10. He finds it extremely cute when you space out and daydream, so instead of interrupting you, he would cuddle up to you and hold you in his arms while you imagine any kind of scenario 11. He probably volunteers cat shelter, and sometimes you join him. Seeing how gentle he is with cats made you fall in love with him all over again. 12. When his insomnia hits hard, he comes to your room and you two end up hanging out together all night long. Or if you fall asleep, he just cuddles you and watches over you, as if he could keep bad dreams away.

🔮 Tickle scenario

Everyone liked weekends, but you surely had one more reason to enjoy them. Both you and Shinsou were free from school, which only meant one thing: date!

You always did something different: watching anime, making sculptures, painting, chatting, taking walks... one time you even tried to crochet, but he made a mess and got so grumpy that you decided to drop that activity.

That Saturday, you two decided to go at the cat shelter to do some volunteering. It was a really unusual date, but you loved spending time with each other and a ton of purring furballs. Also, the happy, adoring expression on Shinsou's face was so endearing...

The owners of the shelter were extremely nice with you, and they adored how you spent your free time on "volunteering dates". Obviously they made you work a little, but then they let you play with the kitties as much as you wanted! Actually, they let you play until it was closing time... or else you would've never gone back home.

"Hey baby I'm done with Kai, we can go home." Shinsou called for you after leaving a 5-month-old kitten to sleep, but he got no response. He saw you sitting on a chair, your back was facing him. "Baby didn't you hear me? We got-" "Shh!" You suddenly interrupted him.

He raised an eyebrow and approached you, and he couldn't believe his eyes. The new refugee of the cat shelter, who refused even to approach the sweet owners, was cuddled up on your lap and peacefully asleep. "Would you look at that..." the tall teenager smiled, "seems like this little rascal finally chose someone to trust." He was overjoyed to see that furball finally open up.

"Too bad that this human is already busy with someone else~" He reached out to grab the kitten and put him back in his sleeping pillow, but you swatted his hands away. "You're not ruining this moment..!" You whisper-yelled to not disturb the sleepy little angel, "It took me the whole day to get to this point, now we're staying here." You stated, more assertive than ever.

Your boyfriend raised an eyebrow, clearly amused with your antics, "Oh really? Then it would be a shame if a sudden earthquake disrupted your peace~"

You didn't have time to ask him what he meant. A tingly feeling spread throughout your body, making you almost jump and throw away the poor kitten. "Shinsohohou!! Stahap ihihihihit!!" You did your best to keep your legs still and not wake the little furball, but at the same time you desperately tried to swat Shinsou's hands away from your sides.

"But I'm doing nothing, honey... it's just the earthquake." He mused, close enough to your ear to make it tickle, and then blew a raspberry on your neck for good measure. He had to admit, he was a little surprised by how much you were resisting the impulse to squirm away. In other circumstances, you would've already jumped away and hidden somewhere, maybe curled up in a ball.

"Wow, not so squirmy now that you have the little rascal on your lap, huh?" He asked as his fingers played with both sides of your ribcage as if it was a piano, "I think we should name him Giggles... a fitting name related to a wonderful memory like this one..." He thought out loud with the clear intent to tease.

However, the fun had to come to an end. The owners were closing up and you two had to go back to school. He chuckled evilly and without wasting time, he drilled softly under your arms. This time, you couldn't hold back the squeal, which woke up the cat.

"Ah... you're finally awake, Giggles. Did you have a nice rest on my girlfriend's lap?" The violet-haired guy slowly approached the cat, "Now it's time to go to your actual bed, though. But we'll be back soon, alright?" He picked up the little one and laid him on his sleeping pillow and waited for him to fall asleep, then he looked at you and helped you up.

"Come on, say goodbye to giggles and get ready to go, or else I'll let you alone in Aizawa's clutches if we arrive late to UA." He told you with a smug grin on his face. You quickly got ready, not wanting to be scolded by the strict teacher, said goodbye to the owners and got on your way with your boyfriend.

"So... did you have fun on this date, Giggles 2?" Shinsou asked, laughing at how red your face turned, which made you smack his arm in utter embarrassment.

"Shut up..."

#350/400 followers event #tickle matchup event #my hero academia tickle #boku no hero academia tickle #mha tickle #bnha tickle #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #ler!shinsou

[cat3ch1sm]

💚| request for @anzaisaki !! so sorry for how late this is:(( ily and thank u for reading my works<333 this does run a bit long so im sorry if i went overboard, i tend to do that especially with kurapika😅😅 chrollo's though is shorter than the others to make up for it😀

🥝| my requests are open!! send something in for the fandoms I write for! reminder that you have to be following me to request!! also read the rules :)

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ mentions of being attacked, murder, light kidnapping, trauma mentions!

how do they react when their s/o gets amnesia? ~ kurapika, leorio, kite, and chrollo

a/n~ amnesia is a condition in which the individual affected suffers memory loss! this can result from a number of things, such as epilepsy and substance abuse, but for these i went with the common "head injury" :D reader has permanent retrograde amnesia, in which they have trouble remembering last events and people.

🐢| also kurapika is the only one with a definite setting, the rest are just kinda made up haha

kurapika

~ reader works with kurapika as a bodyguard (succession war)!~

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ after kurapika had gone down for almost twelve hours straight following the overuse of his nen abilities, you had happily taken up his position while he was put away to recover. it wasn't an easy task anyway, but when you threw a baby, a war in which said baby could possibly be killed, a perpetually nervous mother, spine-chilling Nen beasts, and several power-hungry monarchs into the mix, it was close to unbearable. and managing all of that for as long as you did was beyond draining.

・❥・when you fainted, finally having overdone it, you did feel yourself hit your head on something hard as you went down, but you didn't figure it was that bad- that was, until, you had woken up in the medical wing with an unfamiliar blonde man standing over you, an apoplectic expression on his face.

・❥・after discovering that you, his beloved partner, no longer seem to remember who he is, kurapika goes a little numb. he halfheartedly tries to jog your memory, but inside he knows it's useless. you shy away from him when he leans down to try and kiss you, flinch when he brushes your hair from your face. you notice his eyes dull and the circles under his eyes darken, but you can't understand why. you were his anchor, but now you've sank, and he just can't handle losing another person. not with the eyes of his massacred family on the very same boat. kurapika walks out, face dark and an odd red glow beneath his golden bangs, just as a nurse comes in; you ask who that was.

leorio

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ leorio should have been the one with that patient. what were you doing handling him, anyway? he had had a history of being violent, resisting treatment, all of that. trying to calm him down was futile, and you knew that. but when the guy made a rude remark about your boyfriend, you had gotten angry, bold, and went right up to him to finally tell him off only for him to slam you right into the ground by your shoulders. defending him.

・❥・now here leorio was, frustrated and guilty, standing over your lying frame in a gurney.

・❥・"y/n, it's me. Leorio? Remember? Don't act like you don't know me. I'm begging you, just remember who I am."

・❥・he could tell you were getting panicked. leorio had been standing at your side for at least a half hour, trying desperately to evoke some response that would tell him you hadn't really forgotten who he was. but no, his fears were true. he could tell you were growing panicked- a man you didn't know beside you for so long just repeating the same thing over and over again. who knew what you suspected? so he had to give up for your sake. he should let you rest, anyway.

・❥・you think you should know who he is. something about this man feels like home. but as he exits the room, back facing you, you tell yourself that it's just a feeling.

kite

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ what could he say? kite had to give in to your pleas at some point. he'd put a bullet in his head if he had to listen to another hour of you begging to join him on some job to slay some hostile entity somewhere. so he finally let you come on the promise that you didn't act like his partner.

・❥・you agreed, and off the two of you went- but kite could tell that a while into the fight, you were in over your head. he could see your body weakening and your aura wavering. so he'd offered to let you rest a bit, he could handle it himself, but you simply declared "you're not supposed to act like my partner, remember?" and kept going right up until the damn creature came straight for your head.

・❥・he was surprised you'd dodged as quickly as you did. kite had sort of been expecting it to blow your entire skull to hell. but you didn't wake up anyway, so he finished his battle quickly to get you help. but when you finally awaken, something is off. your eyes aren't very focused, and they don't illuminate the way they usually do when you see him. you don't have to say anything. he realizes.

・❥・his demeanor is stiff. he seems exasperated, really, like you've aggravated him somehow. but when he mutters under his breath, "idiot," his eyes, bearing weary dark circles, are sad. he leaves quietly with his blue hat pulled over his eyes. you lay and watch him go.

chrollo

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ chrollo's the only one of these men that will stay regardless of whether you're able to remember him or not. if he can't force you to know who he is, he has no issue doing everything again. you'll fall in love with chrollo all over again after he poses as the knight in shining armor that stayed by your side in the hospital when you had nobody else. although, it isn't as sweet a picture as it may seem.

・❥・if for some reason, that isn't how he goes about it, chrollo will literally straight up kidnap you from the hospital, if he takes you there at all, after realizing you don't remember who he is. he'll pretend the incident never happened and take extraordinary measures to make sure you can't escape his grasp until you have no choice but to love him again. he'll gaslight and manipulate you until he gains your affection once more.

#kurapika hxh #leorio headcanons #chrollo headcanons #kite x reader #hxh memes #hxh headcanons #hxh imagines #kurapika x reader #kurapika kurta x reader #leorio paladiknight #kurapika kurta #chrollo lucilfer x reader #chrollo x reader #chrollo x you #kite hxh #kite x you #leorio x reader #leorio x you #reader x chrollo #you x chrollo #hunter x hunter #anime

[respectthepetty]

Hiya! What BL series would you recommend the most? So far, I've loved watching KinnPorsche (it's THE best!!), I Told Sunset about You, Cutie Pie & Bad Buddy. I also got into To My Star because of you, so cheers for that!

Anyway, I would love to watch more shows but I find it a bit hard to navigate because there's so many (and no offense, but some of which I initially started watching ended up being quite lame imo), so I would love to hear about your favs! Thanks in advance if you decide to reply. Have a lovely day/night wherever you are x

I have had this question several times over the past few months, but yours has been, by far, the kindest ask, so I'll answer now:

You don't want my trash recommendations.

So many others on here do it better, like @absolutebl! They have entire spreadsheets to break down preferences while I have five rules:

Don't bury the gay (MANDATORY!)

Be gay. Do crime! aka "Eff the police" (literally and figuratively)

I'm a messy bi, and I'll cry if I want to

Adulting is hard like my sexual attraction for you

Vice Vers(a) - Flipping the norms and changing dynamics

If a show gives me two out of four (since I will never allow a show to Killing Eve me again!), I'm going to fight random people AND their unborn kiddos in the street for it. Case & point:

HIStory 4: Close to You (2021, 10 episodes, Taiwan - 9/10) - I loved all of. Not some parts. Not only one of the couples. No! ALL. OF. IT! Every couple. Every situation. Including the stepbrothers relationship and the whole ridiculous top/bottom conversations. LOVED IT! It had the messy factor that others only aspire to achieve.

Taiwan has a tight hold on passionate men in sweatpants and a basic shirt down, and for that, I'm grateful!

Now that you know this is my floor, hopefully you understand that like my fave, Marie Kondo...

I was raised on telenovelas and soap operas, so if an evil twin kidnaps the protagonist then sleeps with him and has a child who is given up to an orphanage only to grow up and fall in love with his rich (unknown to him) brother and uses witchcraft to give the rival love interest amnesia, I'd be happily sitting every week to witness it with no qualms. Who am I to judge?! Makes sense to me!

Which means I don't LOVE some dramas even though they are great because my basic rules don't apply, the messiness is missing, or they will be too tough to rewatch:

Bad Buddy (7/10) because I wanted one of them to snap, crackle, and pop off at their parents for passing on generational trauma. Also, being in love with Bad Bunny yet trying to say this title was too difficult for my brain.

I Told Sunset About You (8/10) is rude and feels like a personal attack. You've seen it, so you know what I'm writing about. We don't speak about the sequel.

Semantic Error (9/10) hurt because anyone who has been in a group project knows the pain that the lead felt, yet it tried to convince us that he was in the wrong. Team No Group Assignment!

Cherry Magic's (8/10) second couple made me irrationally upset. Cats can bring people together, but these two? Really?! Cats are better than this street dancing moment!

Gameboys' (7/10) whole plot of the dad going out to look for the son and catching COVID was...yeah, no. And if the lead said "baby" ONE MORE TIME, I was going to make like a balloon in a toddler's hand and POP!

We Best Love 1 & 2 (8/10) gave us a five year time jump between the first and second part, and if it weren't for that *excellent* drunk moment, I would have stopped watching it and stored part two in the horrible-sequels-we-don't-speak-about pile.

But a man plotting from the age of ten to manipulate his whole family into accepting him sleeping with his stepbrother (HIStory 4 - 9/10), I fully support.

Therefore, you don't want what I'm peddling. Unless you do...

Trying to spotlight more recent ones because they will be easier to find

Be gay. Do crime: Too focused on one a**hole to notice the many plot holes.

Manner of Death (2020, 14 episodes, Thailand - 7.5/10) - A story of two men trying to have sex while EVERYONE around them is being killed. Oh, and then there is a cactus and a baby murderer horribly fighting his feeling for the smartest/dumbest guy in the town.

KinnPorsche (2022, 14 episodes, Thailand - 8/10) - A story about a family that is determined to dickmatize the first person who is kind to them, which you already watched, so you know they succeed.

Eff the Police: Tend to have issues finishing, but always a fun ride *pun intended*.

Not Me (2022, 14 episodes, Thailand - 7.5/10) - Literally, eff the police...but also, figuratively.

HIStory 3: Trapped (2019, 10 episodes, Taiwan - 8/10) - If we can't avoid the cops, sleep with them, so at least we can have a good character witness.

Messy Bi: There will be tears. Lots and lots of tears.

Love Mechanics (2020 and remake in 2022, 4 episodes/10 episodes, Thailand - 7/10, remake 8/10) - Polyamory is the answer, but the characters refuse to share.

Hello, Stranger (2020, 8 episodes, Philippines - 7.5/10) - A jock decides flirting with a guy is easier than actually doing his portion of the group project. The movie sequel is not on this level.

Adulting is Hard: The angst is strong, but the chemistry is stronger.

To My Star (2021, 9 episodes, South Korea - 9.5/10) - When being a big star is too difficult, stop showing up for work, crash at someone else's house, and pop his pimples. To My Star 2 is not on this level but still brought the chemistry, so if you didn't watch, do it.

He's Coming To Me (2019, 8 episodes, Thailand - 8/10) - Life is hard, but the afterlife is harder, so pester a kid for a decade until he decides to solve murders. The way the main's sexuality is handled is perfect.

Vice Vers(a): The confessions are ALWAYS a 10!

Old Fashion Cupcake (2022, 5 episodes, Japan - 9.5/10) - When in love with a boss, walk a delicate line of being the best employee while letting him know exactly the eight ways you can blow hi...his mind...with your mo...monumental organization ski.. Oh eff it him!

My Beautiful Man (2021, 6 episodes, Japan - 9/10) - Just an ordinary man who wants to be loved and the guy who wants to worship him in every way possible.

DNA Says Love You (2022, 12 episodes, Taiwan - 8/10) - The audience knows the whole time what is happening, but has no idea what is actually happening. Is it a ghost story? Is it about a soul reincarnating? Is this about amnesia? Nope. Well, actually...yeah, still no.

I have a lot more, but this is already too long.

All in all, embrace what you like. If you like a certain aspect of show, latch on to it and explore others that showcase that particular plot device. Also, don't be ashamed of what you like. Even if others think it's lame, if you like it, then I love it. Believe me, if China had finished Addicted, there be a lot more people living in glass houses keeping quiet instead of judging us because some guys in the mafia actually do bad things.

#bl drama #history 4: close to you #manner of death #old fashion cupcake #dna says love you #love mechanics #not me the series #history 3: trapped #hello stranger #he's coming to me #to my star #too many to tag

[arcplaysgames]

okay before we get into anything, IF YOU PUT YOSUKE IN THE GEKKOUKAN UNIFORM, HE DOES JUNPEI'S VICTORY POSE. THE GALL. THE UNMITIGATED CHEEK. YOSUKE DREAMS OF BEING AS GOOD AS JUNPEI, MY MAIN MAN, MY RIGHT HAND, MY BRO-EST OF BROS.

still, very cute

okay so I FLEW through this place. Yosuke is doing 350-420 per special attack, which is even more than Kanji lately, and he dodges I would estimate about 40% of all attacks. I even wondered if I accidentally fucked with the difficult settings but no, everything is on normal, Yosuke is just a murder machine?????? wild

We knew that Namatame bounced out via the TV, this is not shocking.

ALSO KANJI AND NAOTO HAVE A DUAL-MOVE CALLED "THE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST" and listen I have wanted to swat Naoto before for being particularly rude but I'd never call them a beast personally

Green is not this guy's color, can I just say that?

But Namatame has Nanako, and it's November, and shit is Fucking Weird.

Namatame keeps talking about the Midnight Channel like it's putting a hit out on these people and he's reacting to it. So he's not especially informed about how the fucking thing works.

I... cannot figure out his angle here, and what he means about "saving" people. Does he understand that people left in the TV die? Like, how does he explain what happened to the announcer lady and to Saki? Why did he threaten Reverie to try and get him to stop rescuing people?

Is this guy so deeply confused about what the TV World does that he doesn't get that it kills people... or is he so far-gone on some righteous plight that he interprets their deaths in the TV as a salvation?

I have NO fucking idea!

When his Shadow emerges, it's already a part of him???? This... proposes a lot of questions. Is he unified with his inner self and is doing what he genuinely wants? Is there zero part of him that understands that shit is fucked?

Also, he thinks of the TV World as safe and clean while the real world is tainted. Why?

WHAT IS YOUR ANGLE MATT MERCER i mean namatame (matt mercer is v capable of being a chameleon voice but this time I was liek "oh hi mercer whaddup")

Yosuke and Kanji force Namatame back so we get Nanako away from him and then shit gets Weird. Like Mega Weird.

Teddie and Rise say all the shadows are converging on Namatame, and he turns into a big weird angle with "love and peace" typographically on his robe and a huge halo made of peace signs.

What in the absolute fuck.

NAOTO SOMETIMES YOU ASK QUESTIONS AND I JUST WANNA STARE AGOG AT YOU

TURN AROUND DUDE, YOU LOOK AT THAT GUY AND TELL ME HOW SOLID HIS GRASP ON REALITY IS

Namatame is weird to fight. Not particularly difficult, feels very much like a Story Set-Piece. I can't help but notice that even more than other fight arenas, his looks like the central backlot area of the TV world, the 'hub' area. And his more dangerous attack is not offensive but when he seems to use a TV antennae to mind control party members to turn on Reverie.

A TV antennae that controls minds. Very intriguing.

Anyway, Yosuke kills the fuck out of him while Knaji plays back-up and Naoto and Reverie heal.

At the hospital, Nanako is in such bad shape no one is allowed to even see her, which is..... concerning. Teddie says she was too young to have a shadow self. WHICH REALLY? FEELS LIKE A COP-OUT. I WANTED TO SEE SHADOW NANAKO SO BAD.

..... Adachi is still giving me the heebies and the geebies but maybe I'm just being paranoid because he actually volunteers to do something and stays with Dojima so Reverie can go home and rest. Which.... okay. Did I misjudge Adachi?

I mean, I didn't misjudge Shinjiro, Ken The Murder Child, or Ryoji, SO I THINK THERE IS SOMETHING UP WITH ADACHI. I just have no proof yet. 8\

I know one thing for sure: Namatame doesn't know shit about fuck, so the actual mystery of wtf is the midnight channel is STILL completely in the air, so he's maybe the tool the killer is using but is not the, like, mastermind of wtf is happening.

OOF. Anyway.

#persona liveblog #p4

[solistair]

hey I know you're probably getting a some rude asks about your add on stuff and I wanted to give my personal take. I get being iffy and critical of add ones being early access and I will continue to feel the way i do about add ons and that's my prerogative.

HOWEVER I still understand that even making a mesh into a crop top or separating ribbons from a shirt or erasing stitching from sleeves, can involve hours of repairing meshes so there's no blank holes in the collar where your sims neck should be, and fixing textures so that the wrinkles match up, and half the time you get a weird glitch where all of a sudden your shorts are floating next to your sim in cas instead of being actually on the sim for no reason because you did exactly what you do with every other mesh you've created. I only recolor cc and that aLONE has been a struggle for me, I've spent hours just smoothing out alpha jeans so that they're more max/mix without compromising seams and that can a lot of veeeeery close up, very careful detailed hand drawing in order to keep the details that are wanted.

people see the words "add on" in a post and think all creators are just waving their magic wand and poof cc is ripped from the game (and honestly there are some creators i find to be lazy with their add ons though I won't call them out here because that's not the point).

You. Are. Not. One. Of. Them.

Even without seeing your streams I can see from the amount of cc that's there and the types of meshes that are in the pack would take time to fix and add what you did. I can just mentally calculate the time it would take to do it.

Also, not to knock other creators, but you always do so much more than a usually 3 to 5 piece add on set

I spent too long tonight trying to control a server I moderate just listening to people complain about this stuff and I'm not allowed to really say anything about it and i can only imagine what you get in your ask box and I just wanted to rant. I'm not subbed to you or anyone on patreon and i'm not likely to. I'm more than willing wait. Everyone needs just just breathe, complain on their own blogs and not in your inbox, and wait the few weeks for the release (or for it to show up on the sites-that-shall-not-be-named I gues??)

Thank you for your perspective on this, anon! I do understand, and fully accept, some people's dislike on Early Access items, even if I personally disagree. Everyone is entitled to their opinion and that is entirely alright, I would never start attacking people for feeling a certain way about something. It's their right. It's when they start using their opinion to shame others when not having enough information that I start feeling... uncomfortable, I guess is the closest word I can use.

Thank you for acknowledging the hard work that goes on behind the scene. Like you said, it's not magic. It does not "just happen", which is why I liked streaming the process as so many told me they had no idea that much work could be required. In terms of the latter part, I myself do not mind waiting either, as I have the pages bookmarked to go back to eventually anyway.

Have a good weekend! ♥

[cephalog0d]

It's time to play the intro solo adventure from my 1989 Batman rpg book!

This game uses dice, but only 2 d10s, so for this I'm using the d10s from my black and grey set and my shiny new liquid core set.

We've got Bat Stats! I feel like Bats is pretty OP based on flipping through both this and my other book on the same system, but I guess he is the main character. The stat system is exponential, so the higher numbers are, uh. Pretty ridiculous, honestly.

For anyone who's curious, the actual gameplay for this relies heavily on the use of ~matrices~. Because old school ttrpgs were kind of just like that sometimes.

I think I understand all of it but we'll see how it goes! (Actual adventure under the cut, I'll transcribe stuff instead of trying to take pictures of the pages).

ADVENTURE START:

Gotham City, 12:17 am. The night wind cuts across your face as you dance over the urban jungle to the rhythm of the crisp clear evening. At night, the city has a life all its own. Its life is your life. Gotham is all yours. You swing over the Bowery and its hundreds of hungry mouths, flutter across the Sommerset rooftops, and bathe in the light of the Coventry street lamps. It's quiet tonight. Too quiet. Turning, you pounce on the harbor, then turn over the rock of Lyntown. Nothing scurries out. You glide over the furnace of Charon, heart racing. Yes, it's quiet tonight. Thank God for silence. But then comes Manchester. Always Manchester. As you weave your way in and out of the factories and tenements, a tiny hint of inconsistency catches your eye - a window, and a freshly broken window at that. Shards of broken glass are rudely scattered across the pavement in front of the Hernandez Brothers Warehouse. Time to punch the clock. This is why you are here. The warehouse itself is a drab, three-story, prefabricated building. There are windows circling the building at waist level, and a series of large loading doors, one of which is slightly ajar. A huge skylight runs the length of the warehouse. So much for silence.

The options are to look inside, or look around the broken window for clues. Who needs clues, there's probably plenty of those inside anyway, so I'm doing that.

You cautiously approach the shattered window and look inside. You spot a lone thief within, rooting around in the boxes stacked upon the warehouse floor.

Now my choices is to attempt to grapple up to the skylight (well, batarang-with-a-rope up to the skylight but whatever) or just go through the door. Because I will never not climb everything in any given game at any opportunity, we're doing the first one. Which means it's dice time!

You unhitch the Batarang from your utility belt and cast it up into the night.

I rolled 9 total so after consulting the multiple tables required that does mean success, so yay! Not failing as Batman immediately!

The Batarang twines itself around a chimney, and you quickly make your way up to the roof and skylight. Looking down through the dirty glass, you see a lone thief rooting around in the boxes stacked up on the floor. He's armed, but it doesn't look too bad - just a baseball bat. Definitely an amateur.

Unlike me, a professional crime fighter. My options are, and I'm quoting this because the writing is extremely funny to me, to "strike an imposing silhouette against the moon and come crashing down through the skylight in hope of scaring the bejeezus out of the thief", or just crashing in and attacking him. OBVIOUSLY we're choosing the scare the bejeezus one, why would you ever choose otherwise.

The brittle glass shatters beneath your knees as you drop to the floor with an unholy shriek. As you fall, your cape billows up about you, casting the shadow of a bat over the thief below.

I don't typically imagine Batman shrieking (unless maybe it's the glass doing that?) but hey, whatever works. Intimidation check! I got 11, consulted some tables, got to utilize the weird column shift mechanic (which is basically just a way to do more damage/effect the higher you roll above the minimum needed to succeed), and basically I do in fact manage to scare the bejeezus out of this dude.

You've managed to scare the thief completely out of his wits. He drops his baseball bat and shield his eyes in horror. Dropping into the shadows, you reach down to your utility belt and toss the thief a pair of Batcuffs. "Put them on," you growl, "now!" Quivering, the thief quickly slaps the cuffs across his wrists.

Batcuffs. XD I now can either search the thief himself or the warehouse for clues. This dude didn't seem particularly effective at the thievery and I don't think he's going anywhere atm since I successfully put the fear of the Bat into him so I'm gonna look around first.

You step around your young opponent and make your way through the warehouse. Cautiously, you begin searching behind the piled-up crates - rats usually travel in packs. Behind a half-ruined desk you finally find him - the accomplice. He's big, but scared. Kid's got a knife. He's making a move.

I know "kid" in this context probably means, like, young adult, but I'm just picturing Batman fighting children. And specifically thinking about the post-crisis 80's origin story for Jason where he thwacks Bats in the gut with a tire iron and calls him a big boob. Iconic. Anyway, time to try and not get stabbed!

First actual fight, very exciting! I rolled max on the initiative, but also I'm Batman and this dude is Not so like. He probably wasn't gonna beat the innate Initiative rating. Let's try to punch a dude with a knife. As one does in Gotham.

And hey, I get to experience this game's version of a critical! In this game, if you roll a double number (other than 1's, double 1's is just an auto-fail) you get to roll again and add them together. Which is kind of neat in conjunction with the whole column shift thing. I think I'm about to fully annihilate this thief, though, because I ended up with 30 for my total and he is. Not particularly tough.

(Which, yeah, my damage was so high the dude went to -5 immediately, whoopsie, that's probably a little excessive. Although I guess if I'm playing post-dead-Jason Batman that kind of excessive force is not entirely out of character.)

Anyway, I won the fight! ...obviously. Which also means the adventure is over and the bad guys are subdued. (I feel like the second dude is "subdued" in the same way that the dudes I drop on their head in the Arkham games are "unconscious", like, we'll pretend that for the sake of the story but.)

You've subdued and cuffed both thieves. A search of their jacket pockets reveals that neither of them is carrying any identification. A quick call to Commissioner Gordon and you can be on your way. Another job well done. Welcome to Gotham City.

Ta-da! Successful night of Batmanning, I guess.

Gameplay thoughts: If I ever actually want to play this I definitely need to make loose copies of the tables so I don't have to flip around to look at them every time I need to do an action. And have separate character sheets that aren't just a page in the book. (Which, like, I normally do that anyway for in-person games, I just didn't for this because it was a short tutorial sort of thing.)

It's not too hard to get the hang of, although I've definitely gotten spoiled by the simplicity of more modern games, and I could see with multiple people it might slow the pacing a little to have to do the matrix math for everything. That and having to assign values to actions. Some stuff obviously has built-in stats, but a lot of stuff is just whatever the GM thinks a reasonable AP value is. On the one hand, that's a lot of freedom to do whatever you want for the story, but on the other that could be a lot of on-the-fly number assigning. The reference table they give you is pretty neat, though.

The column shift thing is kind of neat as a way to have scaling success. Obviously a lot of games do that to some degree with ability checks (if you roll higher on your Insight check you get more information, etc.) but having it for things like attacks is kind of cool, too. (At least, it is when you're the one getting to use it. I guess if the enemies are doing it that might be less fun. XD)

I do kind of genuinely want to try and rope some of my friends into playing this, either this smaller Bat specific version or the bigger one that should be arriving in the next couple days. We'll see!

#batman rpg #if i do get people to play this i am absolutely narrating everything in I AM THE NIGHT over the top fashion #which tbf seems to be kind of the style the actual book is going for #i'm still laughing at 'batman will be operating solo from now on' like lol you have NO IDEA past rpg writers #'main characters don't often die and when they do it's a big deal' oh you sweet summer child

[the-firebird69]

NY vs. Trump: Judge delivers jury instructions as opening statements kick off | Fox News

The amount of the purchase the bond was too low so they doubted that they were back it and because they're outside of New York so they pulled it and they said they would not back it under certain circumstances so it became no good you can't say that to a court and they got nervous and walking back and the other thing is this is a court session what you want and stuff and you're a weirdo you come out and think you're making a deal with people there's no deal here most people hate you especially our son okay money bags you're saying it in purpose to annoy him and wear annoyed other people are annoyed we're taking your money a lot of it is going to be poor and they're going to have to leave we're shutting down all sorts of financial things because you won't give him $5 or something I was going to take you apart for what you're doing I'm going to make you suffer and you're going to be finished the other thing is your bad-mouthing the judge and your bad mouth and the district attorney and you're saying that the whole court case is Biden and they're not bite and supporters and you're wrong and by the way you're breaking the law by some of what you said and we're going to send it into the court with one person or another and you're going to say ouch and stupid things like that and boy you are rude b**** and ignorance of the law doesn't mean you get out of things you hold it to our son all the time and he's obeying the law anyways so we're going to run over you.

Thor Freya

We do have a lot to say about this it's all true the above we are going after Trump for his lies and evil stuff and we're going to make him pay we need to him out of here if he's not out of here we're going to use him against the realm. The max have a big program but he has a large amount of robots we were discussing it this morning nobody has listened to us at all about our warnings and we wore them every day and we look a little odd and a little weak and that's okay but it's not okay for it to continue and we do know what to do since there's a huge amount of robots and the guy is a big jackass to you and very rude and really he is so confident it's not even funny and it's called false flag and he's been attacking his own people not necessarily race the whole time so we see what your problem is we get that you're very rude too but you're going to regret what you been doing to our son here and to our daughter and it's going to be very expensive matter of facts we have manufacturing capacity and places you don't bother checking in just a few days we can duplicate the numbers of robots he has I don't know if that means anything to you idiots

Olympus

I understand most of you don't care about each other cuz this guy Trump is making me powerful and I'm going to take over more of the Earth using the above method. Soon I will have what I need I will have what I need and people that want to shot at getting me stuff will be able to do it oddly enough it's going to work. People have been harassing and threatening me you don't deserve him try doing things but we have a lot of power and now we're going to have more because of this wise ass and his threats and comments against me and my people and my wife all he wants to do is harass and be a little baby boy it's expensive and I noticed that people wouldn't happen so this is what we're doing you can kiss your stashes and caches goodbye I don't need to have any of that stuff and a little ships too don't worry about all that stuff you have your mouth to do the work

Zues Hera

I'm afraid he's right folks we just sitting here blabbing at him and threatening him pretty soon she's going to have what he needs and we don't give a s*** that's not my attitude that's the attitude of most of you idiots here I noticed him saying it too you never overcome them there's a huge pile of them and you guys don't have the resolve the max don't care that's what I'm looking around for someone who cares the minority warlocks too they said you didn't ruining this isn't half just come to what you're saying so they're rolling in and these ideas keep laughing at them I'll tell you what they want to fight they're going to get one I know who to call

Mac daddy

Olympus

So he says inside of a Ghostbusters or the Viet Cong supposed to ladder and that's really awesome yeah we're going to come in there and kill this bags it's so bad at it

Cong

[timeoverload]

Everything sort of makes sense now. I stumbled across some new information by accident that I wish I would have known before. I just got on facebook for the first time in a while to see if I had any notifications and got sent down the rabbit hole. I am not going to get back on there again for a long time because something bad happens every time I do. I'm not trying to be creepy and sometimes things just pop up. I guess the universe has a way of presenting information to me when I'm ready to receive it. Sometimes I just have to find things out the hard way.

Obviously I still don't know the whole story so I'm not going to jump to conclusions right now. I wish I knew what was going on but I'm not going to freak out about it anymore. I'm not going to be angry about anything. I'm not trying to attack you or make you feel bad. I hope this doesn't upset you and I don't want to embarrass you. I don't want to be rude. I am hurting a lot but I will be ok. I suppose it's none of my business otherwise you would have told me yourself. I respect your privacy and I understand now why you have been so secretive. I know that you have been through a lot of trauma and I don't want to add to that. I don't want you to feel like you have to share anything with me unless you feel comfortable doing so.

I'm actually very calm right now surprisingly. I'm very thankful that I took my anxiety meds earlier. I do feel kind of dumb for getting so worked up about things in the past. I feel really bad. I have made a fool of myself the past couple years but at least it has helped me grow a lot as a person. I have learned a lot about myself that I probably wouldn't have figured out otherwise. I realize that I have had a lot of issues that you weren't prepared to help me with and I don't expect you to do anything for me. I'm sure you have a lot going on too. I understand that you need to be there for your son and take care of him because that's very important. I can tell that you are a good dad.

This whole situation has been very confusing for me and I've felt like I've been kept in the dark for so long but I get it. I don't feel so crazy now and that's a relief. I knew that you were trying to avoid scaring me away or hurting me. I'm not going anywhere unless you want me to leave you alone. I'm still here if you ever want to talk about stuff someday.

Thank you for listening to me all this time when no one else did. I still appreciate you and everything you have done for me. I wouldn't have made it though a lot of tough times without your support. I don't know if I would still be here if I hadn't met you. Thank you for being so respectful and patient with me because I know I can be difficult sometimes. I know that you are a good person and you have been so sweet to me. I think you are still very special to me and I will always care about you. You are still my favorite person. I still trust you and feel safe with you. I'm still glad the universe let me meet you. I really hope that you are doing ok and I truly want you to be happy no matter what happens. I worry about you all the time and wish I could be there for you. I miss you. I'm always thinking of you.

I think I need a couple days to process things so I might not be on here as much. I will be more active once I'm feeling better. I want to reiterate that I am fine and I'm not going to have an episode. I want to apologize again for acting so crazy in the past. I'm not sure if I'm going to sleep much tonight either so I will probably be too tired to post much. My medication is starting to make me feel loopy so I should probably be quiet now since I'm starting to have a difficult time thinking clearly. Tomorrow is going to be a rough day but I'm going to stay positive anyway. I know that things will get better in the future. I hope that you have a good day tomorrow and enjoy the rest of your week.

Maxwell, I love you unconditionally.

💖💖💖💖💖💖

#personal

[minerwarfare-suzuya]

Y'know when something should remain dead and moved on from. It should be said and done with good intentions.

I said with "good intentions". This isn't one of them, so it finds its way to be relevant again.

Nicole recently hit me up my inbox. I assume scoffing on her opinions caught her attention to my blog but hey welcome to the blog. (:

She's previously reached out to Cagney and Kevonica on topics about the Mobox87 drama which resulted in altercations. Nicole's been called out and shown to start these arguments or disagreements by being one sided on the drama when trying to interview Cagney and Kevonica. You can check that all out by pressing this underline sentence.

So yeah, keep note that most of Nicole's statements are like what this image says.

Anyways, here is the translation of Nicole's message.

"Hey, isn't it a bit gossipy or intrusive of you to talk about me"

"I don't know, I say *this* because well, for you to talk about it without being someone who has to do with it is something rude and gossipy on your part"

Yeah, I shouldn't really have to explain why this message is dumb but it's here for y'all to see.

Apparently you can't have an opinion or provided info to criticize someone without it being labeled as harrassment or rude.

Y'know same could be applied to you Nicole. I don't understand why you're feeling entitled to be untouched by others criticism when you came around feeling like this when you got into the drama.

Don't go off talking about how you don't wanna have me or anyone put your name out of their mouth because you claim they are someone who has nothing to do with whatever bullshit that you spat out.

You're so quick to say something about this drama that you have nothing to do with it by inviting Mobox87 in a discord call to do an interview for you to stream, get into a dm conversation with Cagney and Kevonica for you to have a feud.

Then what? Come to me as a victim cause Oh Hey What I Say is Gossip? As if your shit show doesn't imply as well cause you're a supporter of an artist's public image when they've done messed up shit behind everyone's backs and have a literal gallery of art they wanna excuse was manipulation to make child porn, snuff, glorify domestic violence?

Oh hey but let's not forget-

Anyways, quit clowning cause I already went off once and you made me had to do it twice. Just when I stated we have moved on from you, Nicole. You just had to come around and talk to me when you've made it clear that you're non-negotiable from what has been shown by the screenshots revealing your conversation in full context.

Nicole if you really want out of this drama and not be brought up again then shut up and leave it alone.

Now to address the people who actually been harassing Nicole and by spamming her on Instagram, YouTube and her Tumblr blog which she's posted previously.

For this user who's attacking Nicole. I'm going to be generally honest, kill yourself.

No seriously like wtf is your actual problem, we're at least being professionals while you got some asshole giving the critics a bad rep with this harrassment so quit it.

[stargazer-balladeer]

HiHi enstarrie here. you liked some of my posts so I came and saw your rant.

Yes, you pretty much get it. this community has being going through a lot since engstars release, the fame it's getting but the lack of information it's spreading are things that we're not very happy about,,

You see, enstars is a game that heavily relies on reading. so imagine how we feel when the new players are coming here and doing everything but that. I accept it, we've been very sour towards the newbies because of their lack of information (I'm vv sorry) though Tumblr is pretty chill overall? there are other places like TikTok that are hosting misinformation sprees and it's very painfully and raging to watch. TwT

If you read the original story, you'll notice that Akira (one of the main writers) makes a lot of references to classic literature and plays. quotes poetry and other similar things !! Akira is a well cultured person, and his writing is part of the spark that brings joy to all the enst stories.

So imagine when the eng translation gets released. a tl not even made by english natives neither proofread by anyone. a tl that doesn't get all those references I spoke about. a tl that had to be purposely censored to avoid conflict (though I agree. there's bigotry and other problematic topics in a lot of stories) because western audiences are not good at handling them.

Happyele (the company who manages the game) is extremely strict with copyright. that's why you won't find a single leak about the game. why you won't easily find translations publicly (tls are actually illegal. that's why the wiki got nuked approximately a year ago) and that's why fan tls are a miracle. fans do get their references. fans make their investigations and their proofread with the most amazing quality, they're literally the miracle of this community.

Also, you pretty much got it !! "entering our community so violently" yes !! most of us feel that way. please don't get us wrong, I've seen some new players complain that we're being "rude" because of our silly gatekeeping; however, even if we're not receiving them with open arms and the biggest smile, we haven't harassed neither attacked anyone (actually we've been trying to help with guides and things).

As you said, this community has always been very small, so all of us know each other and all of us are in the same page (?) obviously since the game is getting more popular, more people are entering this place and I guess that makes us feel unsafe, since not everyone agrees on the same things once communities start growing.

I apologize for this ramble in your ask. with this I really don't want to discourage you to enter this franchise. actually most of us have been making guides on how to read stories and similar !! overall I just want to thank you. you're the first eng player I've seen that empathized with our situation 0(-(

I hope you have a nice day !! feel free to come to any of our blogs to inform yourself further if you feel like it.

Wah- well whoever you are behind that anon, i think you have an amazing writing 🫶 HSHHSHS PLS I’ve probbly already read most of the fics existed here in tumblr for enstars 🥲🥲

Anyway, I understand that ya’ll aren’t that welcoming ehehe its really scary qwq i’ve always hated when communities starts to grow, which means at some point, there’ll be uhm ✨ toxicity ✨ (*discreetly looks at one certain fandom*) it doesnt make it better when enstars is LITERALLY ON ADS QWQ everywhere i look there’ll be an enstars ad pls- but im still salty that they haven’t released from where im from >:(

And we all agree that eng translation can suck 😒😒 twst is another example of that smh

Thank you for the information 🫶🫶 i really appreciate it! Also thank you for taking the time to write this and for the guides ehehe (the sorry ramble part) its finee dont worry about it

I HOPE YOU HAVE A NICE DAY TOO !

#anon.txt

[marshalortegamoved]

Have you ever seen how cis women treat mlm? It is not strange for queer men to be wary of them

While I understand where you're coming from, this comeback isn't actually focused in on what I was talking about. What you're bringing up here is a totally different, equally valid issue, but not the one I was commenting on. There is absolutely a problem of (usually cishet) women fetishizing mlm and their relationships, designating them as the Gay Best Friend, etc. etc. -- I'm not negating any of that. Queer men absolutely have a reason to be unsettled by this, and uncomfortable with it. My point was specifically in regards to the way that queer men can still express misogyny in how they talk about women, and their lack of attraction to women. These two things can co-exist at once.

Straight women with a weird fascination with mlm exist. At the same time, that doesn't absolve queer men of their propensity toward misogyny. For example; reducing women down to their "parts" (not being "into pussy", which is also incredibly transphobic, but anyways), speaking of women in a derogatory way, so on and so forth. mlm are not exempt from misogyny by virtue of being queer. Stating that cis mlm still benefit from being men is redundant, but must be stated. It's not wariness I'm talking about, or the obvious pressure mlm will also face to be attracted to women in heteronormative cultures, I'm talking specifically about a certain way of speaking toward and about women that is clearly rooted in misogynistic ideas and thought. Most of us have internalized misogyny to some extent growing up, and it's as much mlm's job to deconstruct their possible preconceived misogyny as it is anyone's. This is a vicious cycle of the internet recreating issues because it can't not recreate misogyny in new, gen z-esque formats.

#I'm not interested in an extended debate on anon about this; if you'd like to dm me I'd be happy to have a #conversation on it #At no point do I want to invalidate mlm's experiences irt cishet women being strange; the same way #I wouldn't want someone to invalidate my own experiences as a wlw (not a girl but you know) #But you're not addressing my actual point; you're going off into a side discussion #I'm not talking about understandable wariness; that's a whole other conversation #My post was fairly offhand and sparked BY seeing people (both mlm and not!) being Very Weird #about the possibility of some men being bi rather than gay; as if their bi-ness would lessen their queerness #Anyways; I'm not trying to be rude or attack you here. I do UNDERSTAND your point. But it's not relative #to what I was talking about #Unless you're trying to say that mlm being casually misogynistic is justified #d/n/r #discourse / #ask to tag / #misogyny / #augh???