#I know exactly what happens ahaha there will be one more part to this story

[feroluce]

Lucid Dreamer (1/2)

part 2

Gepard notices that it's been. Quiet lately. Like weirdly quiet. TOO quiet. He hasn't seen Sampo Koski in almost a week, which is about the longest he's ever been absent. And he is NOT worried. He's not! So what if they've been getting along more lately! So what if Gepard sometimes looks for him in his favorite hiding places! So what if he's been dreaming about blue hair and green eyes! It's nothing!!

But they're….strange, these dreams. Gepard doesn't usually remember what he's dreamt. It's out of his mind seconds within waking up. But these stick with him, they won't leave him be, they feel different somehow.

He dreams of Sampo bringing food to the frontlines and eating breakfast in his tent with him. Sampo always sneaks him extras. He dreams of chasing Sampo through the alleyways, Sampo sometimes letting himself be caught, Gepard sometimes catching him, and trying to ignore how it feels more like a game now more than anything else. He even dreams that Sampo tags along with him on one of his few civilian days. Sampo runs errands with him, prattles about inane bullshit while Gepard picks out groceries for the week, drags Gepard into some bakery he's never been to but he thinks Serval mentioned once.

And sometimes, it feels so close to reality, that Gepard half expects to see Sampo, shamelessly swaggering into the frontlines with all the guards' breakfast like his wanted poster wasn't only recently taken off the walls of Belobog. He's disappointed when it's always someone else instead. He tells himself his disappointment is ridiculous and if Sampo wants to go prowl around the Snow Plains or wherever he is, then fine. It's not any of his business.

…But it IS his job to investigate any unusual criminal activity relating to the frontlines. And the frontlines are Sampo's usual haunting grounds, and this is unusual activity, and Sampo IS technically a criminal, so it is absolutely part of his duty to look into this - is what Gepard tells himself the entire tram ride down into the Underground.

Natasha tells him he's gone, and Gepard has to steel himself. He knew Sampo made enemies wherever he went, there are a lot of people who would love his head on a platter, but he didn't think-

Natasha corrects him that she means literally gone. As in off-planet. Sampo always leaves her a note before he goes anywhere, so she knows not to expect any supply runs from him. He should be back in exactly two weeks. Thank the Preservation.

Gepard goes back home. He waits.

The uneasiness doesn't leave him.

"Where did you go?" Sampo stops dead in the middle of some story about Seele, and how you'd think someone with as blunt a mouth as her wouldn't have so much trouble asking a woman out, even if that woman IS the Supreme Guardian, and stares at him. He nearly fumbles his cigarette.

"Ahaha, what do you mean, I'm right here?" Sampo smiles at him the same way he always does. Gepard has no idea why he asked. It just popped out. He can never tell when Sampo is lying, anyway.

"I don't know. I feel like I haven't seen you in a long time." Gepard idly mouths at his own cigarette. He almost never smokes, but he wants to ration their stocks of Blizzard Immunity, and it helps with the cold. It's seemed colder lately, for some reason.

Gepard flicks his lighter once, twice, sighs at the third time because a metal prosthetic and thick gloves make the damn things so difficult. Sampo reaches over and wordlessly kisses the end of his cigarette to Gepard's, lighting it. "Thank you."

Nothing happens for almost a full 30 seconds. Something churns behind Gepard's ribcage. Because Sampo never leaves a "thank you" hanging. This is the part where he gives his spiel about how helpful and kind he is and Gepard either brings up how long his rap sheet was before Bronya helped clear his name, or just stares deadpan because seeing Sampo squirm is weirdly satisfying.

"…I'll be back in one more week."

Gepard jolts awake in his cot, mouth dry and eyes bleary.

The hell.

The next dream he has, Sampo looks tired. Sometimes he seems normal. Sometimes he says strange things, like how he wishes he'd gone to some restaurant in Belobog. Ate his favorite food more recently. Brought something with him. Gepard asks why he can't do that now. Where would he bring something? Sampo only shrugs. His rebuttals have less energy.

Gepard doesn't know if he wants to dream more, or less.

He ticks down the days on his calendar. Natasha hasn't told him any different. She promised she would if she got any kind of message. Sampo returns tomorrow, from whatever vacation or seedy business dealings he's been off having. He is not excited about it. He is not looking forward to it. He's not!!

Gepard falls asleep late that night, unable to settle. He dreams again.

He's alone. There are tons of people everywhere, the frontlines are always crowded. But he's alone. They all pass right by him as though he were a ghost. Gepard starts to walk before he realizes his feet are even moving.

He checks the trashcans in the dead end alley. He checks the supply crates that someone always stacks too high because they don't feel like finding more space for them. He pauses to check the soldiers that march past him, watching their footprints in the snow.

He finally finds Sampo on the rooftop along the northernmost wall, the one that looks out over the plains, towards Everwinter Hill, towards where the Stellaron had once been kept. With a full moon and an entire land of white snow, Gepard can almost see clear out to the horizon.

"Found you." Sampo stiffens, and Gepard is almost prepared for him to sprint off the roof. He doesn't. But he doesn't relax either. Gepard sits down next to him and stares out at the wastelands.

"…I fucked up." It wasn't what Gepard had been expecting. Sampo never 'fucks up,' Sampo just gets into incidents that are entirely, supposedly, not his fault and that he just happens to always be within the vicinity of.

"What did you do now?" It must be really bad if Sampo is coming to the Silvermanes for protection.

Instead, Sampo ignores his question completely. "See out over there? Right on the other side of that mountain. There's a safe house that way. It's hidden under a lot of snow and dead trees, but it's there. And in that safe house is a box full of letters. I need you to deliver those letters for me."

Gepard's brow furrows. It's a weird favor to ask. Sampo would never tell anyone where his hidden safehouses were. It defeated the whole purpose of a hidden safe house.

Something is wrong, something is really really wrong.

Gepard turns back to look at him again and startles, all of his questions dying in his throat, because the entire left side of Sampo's head is suddenly matted down, dark and sticky, his skin is dyed red red red-

"In three more months, there's gonna be something big happening." Gepard grabs Sampo's hand and it feels slick and warm against his palm. "I won't be here. So I need you to do my end of things for me." Gepard tries to keep hold, but something is fading, something is slowing, the sun is coming up but the colors are all wrong, everything feels like encroaching fog, Sampo's hand slides right through his. "I was gonna come back with my mask to finish setting the stage, but…" Gepard makes a frantic grab for Sampo's wrist, the air twists, he comes back empty-handed. "They have you. And you're the Iron Wall of Belobog. So it'll be ok."

Gepard finally manages to find his grip, snatches the front of Sampo's dark wet jacket and yanks him forward to hold onto him, and this close up, he can see it better, his colors are bleaching out, leaking outside the lines as if Sampo will become part of the background, as if he's fading into the strange fog that's been closing in on them. His fingers are already starting to feel empty again.

"Wake up."

Gepard jolts awake, uncurls his hands from where they're fisted in the blanket, scrubs the dampness off his face. Breathes. Breathes. Breathes. Today is supposed to be the day.

He throws on his civilian clothes, and he goes down to the shipyard the IPC had built. He finds a spot where he can see every person that returns to Belobog, and he waits.

And he waits and he waits and he waits.

No one he recognizes appears.

#sampard #gepo #hsr gepard #hsr sampo #gepard landau #sampo koski #honkai star rail #hsr #blood #my fics #lucid dreamer #there was more to this but it didn't feel right included here so part 2 tomorrow maybe? #I just think Penacony being the land of dreams presents some FASCINATING possibilities like showing up in other people's dreams #the end of masquerade duet killed me just beat me dead #Sampo going through all this trouble just to protect Belobog... #poor Ray got such an earful that night haha #In the Penacony dreamscape someone can change their appearance however they want but I think in this case where one of the dreamers AREN'T- #-on Penacony it would take more concentration to keep that illusion up #and if someone were say. hurt and badly bleeding. it would start to fall apart eventually as they lost their concentration. #but oh my heart #Sampo being away and missing Belobog so badly he shows up in his friends' dreams just to do the same mundane shit they always do... #He probably showed up to everyone #he sat around and kept Natasha company in her clinic. he pestered Seele until he provoked her into asking Bronya on a date. #he played one last song with Pela and Serval. he told them he'd always kept his old bass guitar. #he took Hook out on one last joyride on his scooter and he even let her sit up front and steer like she'd always wanted. #and he stood around to shoot the shit with Gepard #he got to go do things like run domestic errands together with him. as if they could have been something more than what they were at the en #it was nice to get the chance to do all that #it was nice

[bitwynn]

so i was talking with my friend abt like-- genshin lore and it got to the subject of forbidden knowledge and stuff

and she used this analogy of it being a computer virus or a corrupted file that cant be processed properly

which then made me think "ahaha yes SAGAU IDEA--"

so what if... the forbidden knowledge was the fact that the world is a game/simulation? and since the world of genshin is a computer program, it wasnt built to handle the realization of the nature of its existence and like-- processed it as eleazar, and "forbidden knowledge" and its other effects on the world

eleazar is the system like-- turning it into the safest thing the program can handle and leaving it to the gods (rukk and desh) to try and fully put a stop to it like anti-virus-- the program is only running the world, not the beings and people in it, so itd make sense for them to stop it since when the world is ending and you can do something about it, youd probably do something about it--

since rukk and desh were gods and therefore much "closer" to the games code/programming (closer in the sense that they were much more directly tied/connected to it-- esp rukkha because of irminsul), they were able to handle the realization in a sense-- like... they knew that they werent "real" in some sense and knew that this knowledge is slowly killing them and their deaths to the knowledge that "they werent real" is inevitable and that-- in a way, the eleazar is one of the safest ways for people to handle the knowledge-- that even the world is protecting them from the ruin of it

i imagine the way the two gods processed the information was like-- thru the "corruptive qualities of forbidden knowledge" and in fragmented parts. its why i said that they only knew that they werent "real" and not that they knew that theyre a video game world-- kind of in the same vein of practically every harbinger going "the sky is fake let me tell you about it" (proceeds to not tell you about it) (dottore i love you but im still mad about it)

but if the "forbidden knowledge" is knowledge about how youre not real because youre a video game and youre not supposed to be self aware of it, how then can the harbingers handle that information without going mad or constantly dying of eleazar? i mean-- in the both the manga and in the game its pretty explicitly said that like, dottore fully stopped colleis eleazar and practically cured her of it.

so... you know how they manage to keep altered information in the form of stories in scaramouches archon quest? i think a similar case happened here-- an allegorical story about people living in a fake reality, be it a dream or a story or something, was made to preserve this information. and since it wasnt the pure unadulterated truth about the nature of this worlds existence anymore, the program could handle it and keep anyone from reading it suffering the negative effects of forbidden knowledge

pierro probably did it tbh-- in the archon quest, it was said that the events of khaenriah and the events leading to the deaths of king deshret and rukkhadevata are similar, if not exactly the same.

so how can we then tie this into SAGAU? are you still with me? did you completely forget that this is about me bullshitting the games lore so much to fit this really specific genre of genshin fandom stuff so you can make content about it? have you forgotten i write SAGAU fics? ...honestly i cant blame you for that last one if you did, i havent been writing SAGAU fic in a WHILE LMAO

ANYWAYS--

the concept of "forbidden knowledge" being used in SAGAU is really interesting which is why im writing abt it in the first place lmao-- and the concept is uber fun so this is just me helping you fit this into your own fics and fanworks

since the "forbidden knowledge" is literally just like "youre a computer program and youre not supposed to know that", y/n would DEFINITELY be able to handle it without the adverse effects. and i know that y/n is basically the equivalent of a mary sue at this point and it physically hurted me when i started writing y/n fics but-- if you think abt it, it makes sense

i am trying so hard rn to like-- not turn this into a discussion about mary sues-- just watch OSPs video on the subject and youre golden lmao

it makes sense for y/n to be able to handle it because number one: y/n is literally us. y/n is not lines of code in a program. y/n is never supposed to end up inside a program or software, and is DEFINITELY SUPER AWARE OF THE FACT THAT GENSHIN IS NOT REAL.

y/n is a human, or at least was a human before they got isekaied or whatever plot thing you decide to do to put y/n in the genshi world. y/n is human, not programming and can definitely handle the thought of "youre not real, youre a game". (lmao it could also really make for some good introspection and/or angst moments where they could philosophize about themselves now that theyre in the game, and the nature of pataphysics and all that fun stuff lmao)

i feel like-- you could also use this as like, a sort of leverage thing? to prove that you are who you say you are and, if this is impostor au, you could use it to your advantage as well in more aggressive ways-- not just as a "prove that youre the one above us all" situation but as a sort of self defence thing-- like when scara and dottore were both talking about the sky being fake thing

obviously youd be immune to eleazar and the madness of the forbidden knowledge caps and the other adverse effects-- BUT you could also inflict those things to the people and the world around you. while other characters like the fatui and the gods could say "youre fake, the world isnt real", they wont inflict the bad stuff since its like they heard the info from a friend of a friend of a friend-- the knowledge has been filtered and purified and fragmented so much that it wont do anything-- its not the full unadulterated truth

but when y/n says it, thats when it inflicts the adverse effects. its the difference between knowing something happened because you were there when it happened and witnessed it, and knowing something happened because you heard it happen from a friend who found out thru the internet. y/n fully knows the truth and intricacies of that statement on so many different levels than the characters can comprehend which is why they can do that.

i feel like it could depend with the volume and amount of people that heard-- like, if you scream it and a whole crowd hears you, the ones closest to you suffer the worst cases of eleazar ever recorded or EVEN DIE, and the severity just decreases the further it gets away from you. itd also be an instant withering zone or become something like the mud from the chasm

i also wanna say that you can "control" the spread in a way but like-- i dont see a way of making that happen tbh. if youre reading this and are getting inspo, go wild babes-- i believe in you, but i personally dont believe that y/n can control it. using the "computer virus" analogy, youd probably have to go into the essence of Teyvat itself to "delete that information" similarly to irminsul but different in the sense of like-- irminsul only put it in the recycle bin but youre going in the recycle bin, selecting all instances and deleting it. maybe you can bullshit it via leylines and abyss mage drops since they carry around leyline branches but i personally think that you just spew out forbidden knowledge, and have to go to irminsul itself to delete it

but yeah! thats my thoughs on Forbidden Knowledge in SAGAU and how it could fit into the world of the AU! making this actually like-- inspired me a bit to write again lmao-- theres just like, so many cool ass concepts in genshin that i dont see in this AU (probably because i havent been there in a while ;vjklldxfg) and i really hope you guys get inspired too :))

#but yeah lmao this is literally just me bullshitting lore so much to make it fit into-- at this point a whole ass genre of gensh content #if my friend sees this-- high probability of it happening btw-- hey man-- #am i sorry that i turned our lore talk into genshin au bullshit?... nahhhhh #im just here to have fun and live my life lmao #and if that means desecrating lore to suit my own worldbuilding purposes? then so be it AHAHAHAH #but yeah!! it really like-- made we wanna deep dive into the lore again #both to use in fandom stuff and to just know #my thirst for knowledge will never be quenched ;CJKSDL;jVN #genshin impact #genshin #sagau #genshin sagau #genshin impact sagau #nic talks #genshin impact self aware #genshin self aware #genshin au

[tanmono]

GILBERT VON OBSIDIAN EVENT STORY....

THE WORLD MAY CHANGE, BUT OUR TRUE LOVE WILL REMAIN THE SAME.

translations are not 100% accurate. expect mistakes.

spoiler-ish from gilbert's route?

trigger warning: slightly suggestive.

minors and ageless blogs dni.

One night some time after I started living in Obsidian Castle——

It's just that the two of us lying on the bed and chatting/talking has become our daily routine these days…. // It's just a recent routine for the two of us to lie down and talk on the bed….

Lord Gilbert, who had been playing with my hair with his fingertips, suddenly looked up.

Gilbert: Your presence in this room has become quite routine by now.

Gilbert: How about you? Have you gotten used to living here?

Emma: Yes, I think I'm getting used to it.

Gilbert: Really? Is there anything you are having trouble with or something you are missing?

Emma: I don't have any particular problems. What I don't have is…..

(I wonder if something happened.)

I looked around the room, and then I thought about my daily life.

Gilbert: If there's anything you want, anything at all, just let me know.

Gilbert: Jewelry, mansion, city, country, whatever you want, I'll give it to you.

(City or country….!?)

The scale of the conversation is too big to open my eyes, but I feel like everything will be easy if Lord Gilbert gets serious.

Emma: No, no, it's okay. Nothing is missing, this is more than enough!

(I don’t want to think that there’s nothing I can do about the day where I will be given a city or a country by some mistake…..!)

With that thought in mind, I did my best to decline Lord Gilbert's offer anyway.

Gilbert: Really?

Even so, Lord Gilbert seemed somewhat dissatisfied.

(I guess I just need to show him a convincing reason.)

I nodded my head in agreement.

Emma: That’s right. Being by Lord Gilbert's side is enough for me.

Gilbert: You just want to be by my side?

Emma: Yes.

Gilbert: You're so selfless.

Lord Gilbert's eye narrowed happily as he curled the strand of my hair around his fingertips.

Emma: No matter what you say, I'm just being honest.

Gilbert:…..Well, I knew you would say that, so I dared to ask.

Lord Gilbert smiled mischievously.

Emma:….That sounds very much like you, Lord Gilbert.

Gilbert: Ahaha, don't be stubborn.

Gilbert: I just wanted to feel like you wanted me more than anything.

(I don't think you're the kind of person who can't help yourself….)

I can't help but hate that part of him, and it makes me relax/loosen my expression.

Emma: Did you feel exactly what Lord Gilbert had in mind?

Gilbert: Yeah, very much so.

With a satisfied smile, Lord Gilbert pulls me closer.

Gilbert: You're stuck with a troublesome man, aren't you?

Emma: I know that, and that's why I'm here.

Gilbert: Ahaha, right. Do you like troublesome men?

Emma:….Maybe so. I only found out after falling in love with Lord Gilbert.

Gilbert: I see. Then I'll be more than happy to take care of you from now on.

Emma: Eh.

When he lifted my arms together, Lord Gilbert pressed his lips against the nape of my neck.

Emma:……

His teeth are sinking in, and then— a sharp pain runs through me.

I can't see it, but I'm sure it left bite marks.

Gilbert: You've been loved by the bad guy, so you can't live in peace.

Gilbert: But I'll do my best to make you think that everyday life like this isn't so bad...hehe.

He smiled down at me as he slowly removed my negligee.

The tip of his tongue flicked at my exposed breasts, and my body quivered.

Gilbert: That’s a nice view.

Emma:….Lord Gilbert, please let me go.

Gilbert: Do I look like the kind of guy who would let you go even if you asked me to?

Emma: Well….

(I really can’t tell….)

Perhaps amused by my hesitation, Lord Gilbert laughed aloud.

Then he let go of me.

Gilbert: All right, I'll let you go. Because you are special.

Emma:….Thank you very much.

Gilbert: You’re welcome. So, what will you do for me in exchange for your request?

(I knew he would ask.)

It's not like I don’t want to be by this troublesome man’s side.

I wrapped my free arm around Lord Gilbert's back and embraced him.

Emma:…I'll do this.

Gilbert: Heeh?

Emma: Instead of being forced, I will personally express my love to Lord Gilbert.

Gilbert: I'm glad to hear that. It's worth it to let you go.

When I pressed my lips on his, Lord Gilbert reciprocated.

Gilbert: Hehe. ….It's nice to feel that you love me.

Gilbert: Are you going to keep looking for me like this? Otherwise…..

Emma: Otherwise?

Gilbert: I might take away your freedom and make it physically impossible for you to leave me…..?

I can't tell if he is joking or serious, but Lord Gilbert puts on a bright smile.

(You really are….a troublesome man.)

As Lord Gilbert says, one can't hope for a warm and peaceful life here.

(And yet, even at this very moment, Lord Gilbert's eye are looking at me with such earnestness.)

(That's why I still want to be with you….Lord Gilbert.)

The more I am around him, the more his charm captivates me.

He was a troublesome and dangerous person, but I couldn't stay away from him—— thinking that, I kissed him again.

#ikemen prince #ikepri #ikemen ouji #ikemen prince spoilers #ikepri jp #ikemen gilbert #gilbert von obsidian #ikepri gilbert #ikepri translations #ikemen series #cybird

[chenziee]

Fly, little bird (away from everything)

Written for the wonderful @opmarcozine! So happy and honoured to have been able to take part in this project 💙

I wrote one more fic for the digital add-on which is much, much lighter than this ahaha If you fancy yourself some silly pineapple flambe and jealous kittens, stay tuned for later this week! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

Last chance to grab yourself a copy!

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The one time the Whitebeard Pirates had visited the Land of Wano, it was a peaceful and beautiful country. Marco still remembered the lush forests of Kuri, could smell the aroma of the giant koi being grilled over fire, could hear Kin'emon scolding Oden for wanting to leave. It was a great place; the stories Oden, Inu, Neko, and later Izo had shared with the family were all fun and happy.

With the isolation policy, they all assumed the country was still the same. That Oden had made his way back to the country after Roger's execution and was now busy being a terrible Shogun—having more fun than governing, giving Kin'emon and Denjiro grey hair while Toki did nothing but encourage her husband.

They had no reason to think there was anything wrong with their brother (or uncle?) and his country.

But then the news reached them.

Watching Pops' almost permanent wide grin freeze and eventually disappear was never a good sign. Honestly, a skirmish with some stray Beast Pirates who thought picking a fight with another Emperor was a bright idea wasn't a good sign either but Pops going from relaxed to shocked to angry was in a league of its own.

"What's going on, yoi?" Marco asked as he rushed towards the group dealing with the mess.

When Izo turned to look at him, Marco startled at the sight that met him. Izo's lips were pressed into a thin line, his jaw clenched. His brow was furrowed so deeply that his carefully applied make-up was creasing and the look in his eyes was… full of fear.

Marco took a deep breath, his gaze darting between Izo's twisted expression, the looks of anger on his other brothers' faces, and Pops, who had stood up to his full height with Murakumogiri in hand, his grip tight as he glowered at the pirates in front of him. Haki was vibrating in the air when he finally spoke up, his voice resounding around the Moby Dick with a commanding tone that would make even the greatest Neptunians quiver.

"Kaido's ruling the Land of Wano? What's that mean, squirt?" he asked.

"Exactly what I said," one of the Beasts said, voice full of fake confidence even as he visibly shook in fear.

Dead silence followed his words. Everyone could imagine what it meant.

Carefully, tentatively, Marco raised his hand, placing it on Izo's shoulder. When he didn't immediately shake him off, Marco squeezed lightly, hoping to remind his fellow division commander that he wasn't alone. Marco wasn't sure if that was enough… but he didn't know what else to do for him right then.

It seemed like a pointless question when Pops demanded to know what happened to his little brother; Marco was sure they could all imagine Oden's reaction when he had learned Kaido put a pawn on the Shogun's throne and took control of his homeland. Oden might have hated the isolation policy but he loved his country and its people.

Letting go of a shaky breath, Marco tried not to imagine what Oden's last moments might have been like. He simply squeezed Izo's shoulder tighter.

The man stood still for a moment longer but then he finally shook Marco's hand off and stepped forward.

"What about the retainers? What happened to them?" he asked, voice carefully measured.

"The castle burned down. There's no way anyone survived," the Beast answered after a reluctant pause.

Heavy silence settled over the deck before Izo turned around, his coat swishing behind him as he walked away. No one dared follow him.

"Toss them overboard. I don't care what happens to them," Pops announced, sitting back down in his chair to signify the matter over.

Marco didn't wait around to see Jozu leaving their lives in the mother sea's care. With one powerful wave of his wings, he rose up high to the air, soon leaving the Moby Dick behind as he shifted into full phoenix form and took off to nowhere in particular.

It was moments like this that he was grateful to his devil fruit. The ability to just up and leave when he wanted to clear his head or just needed a break—that alone was worth the threat of drowning in a puddle. Maybe he should take Izo up here once the gunman sorted out his thoughts.

Once Marco sorted out his own.

He wanted to go back; he wanted to go to Pops and demand they turn the ship around and go to Wano to free their family's country, to get revenge… But he wasn't stupid. He knew it was impossible—not without putting countless lives in danger and not without the World Government getting involved. After all, this wouldn't be just a matter of two rival crews fighting amongst themselves. This would be an open war between two Emperors.

It was simply not going to happen. Pops would never agree and Marco himself wouldn't easily make that decision. Maybe if Oden was still alive, if they were sure Izo's sister was alive… it would be different. But as it was, there was nothing to gain, Marco knew.

He knew, but that didn't stop him from wishing they could just go and do it.

And so he merely waved his wings, rising higher still.

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­­Looking at the large stones in front of him, Marco wondered if it was possible for tears to run out. It had barely been a week since Marineford, the wounds still fresh, still tender, still so damn painful... and yet, Marco's eyes stayed dry now. They stayed dry despite the cold, hard reminders within an arm's reach; reminders that he would never again hear Pops' laughter, never again find Ace sleeping on top of his own medical records and setting them on fire.

It almost felt like the gravestones were mocking his inability to cry anymore.

It didn't come as much of a surprise when quiet steps approached him before a delicate hand came to rest on his shoulder.

It took a long time for either of them to speak, time filled with mutual understanding and mourning for the ones they had lost. But finally, Izo's soft whisper was carried by the breeze to Marco's ears. "Thank you for being here."

At that, Marco snorted. "Shouldn't I be saying that in this situation?"

"Maybe. I just wanted to say it," Izo replied, his tone lighter but every bit as serious as it was before and Marco's shoulders sagged.

"I'm sorry. This is the second time we let your family die," he muttered.

Izo clicked his tongue, letting go of Marco's shoulder to instead whack him over the head. "Shut up. Neither what happened in Wano, nor this was your fault. We all did what we wanted in the end. Including Pops and Ace."

"I know," Marco sighed. "It's just hard, yoi."

"It is," Izo agreed quietly, his hand landing back on Marco's shoulder to give it one last squeeze.

Marco huffed, a small smile finding its way to his lips for the first time in days. "Thanks, yoi."

"You know where to find me," Izo said before he took a step back.

Marco briefly wondered whether he was that predictable or if Izo was simply that perceptive but he decided not to dwell on it. He let his arms be engulfed in blue flames that soon formed into fiery feathers—soft, warm, and familiar, turning his arms into powerful wings which could carry so much weight… but which still couldn't carry the future of the crew.

But if he let them… maybe they could at least carry the guilt and leave it somewhere far above in the clouds. Maybe turn it into rain to replace the tears Marco couldn't shed anymore.

"I'll see you later," Marco only said before raising into the air, Izo's nod nothing but an afterimage as he took to the air, just like he had done years ago after they had learned about Wano’s fate. Just like he had done countless times in the past few days.

As he rose up, higher and higher, he was surprised by how much lighter he felt now; it was like he was leaving behind not only Izo and Whitebeard and Ace’s graves, but also a large portion of the weight that had been sitting on his shoulders for days—months, really; ever since Thatch was killed—and which had been keeping his wings from spreading fully.

It would probably never go away but maybe, just maybe… it would become easier.

And he would never have to take to the air to mourn ever again.

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As he soared through the skies of Wano, Marco couldn't help the wry smile pulling on his lips. What a naive wish he had made two years ago.

There was no one to comfort him now; no one to squeeze his shoulder and smile encouragingly. Izo was gone, just like Pops and Ace and so many others.

But Marco… kept soaring.

#one piece #marco #marco the phoenix #fushichou marco #izou #izo #one piece izou #marco & izo #wano arc #wano spoilers #op 1052 #one piece chapter 1052 #ep 1079 #marco & ace #marco & whitebeard #whitebeard pirates #zines #zine stuff #marco zine #katie pretends to fic #grief #mourning #light angst #ngl when i saw the mods pick this for me to do it was just #hashtag regret #i was like 'this is too hard wtf was i thinking pitching this how do i do this whhaaaa' #but i'm really glad i did this it was such a challenge but i think it turned out pretty well :)

[forestwhisper3]

Remembering that time I almost wrote a Danny Phantom/Justice League crossover. It was many, many years ago (so long ago that I actually did forget exactly when I wrote it), but I only got a teeny bit done before I completely lost the motivation for it and stopped. Since I know I’m never going to continue, I thought it might be fun to show you all that tiny segment. Past me was even kind enough to make a fic summary, ahaha! So...here you go!

Summary: Alternate realities are a curious thing, though not always pleasant. In a world where a battle between Phantom and Plasmius results in the Fentons' deaths, Danny is forced into being the ward of one Vlad Masters- who has gone insane with grief and guilt. Determined to have Danny with him forever, Vlad does everything possible to hide him from the world.

That is, until a meeting with billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne throws a wrench in his plans.

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Amity Park was a peaceful looking town. Hardly any of the buildings were more than two stories tall, there were multiple parks, and there was just a quaintness to it that seemed to isolate it from the world.

That last part was exactly why he was here.

While to many people it would appear as if the man walking down the streets of was exploring with a pleased curiosity, Bruce Wayne's mind was hard at work. Months ago, the League had detected a massive surge of energy coming from the small town, and had been more than a little startled at its sudden disappearance while investigating the cause. That had immediately sent up red flags to many of them. There were very few things that could make an entire town vanish without a trace in an instant, after all, and none of them were good.

Unfortunately, the energy was different from any they had dealt with before. It made it hard to figure out what was going on and how to solve it. It was only due to a comment from Wonder Woman that they were able to get on the right track, although even then, it had been a little hard to believe.

Before then, they'd never dealt with ghosts.

Dr. Fate had been the most help, as knowledgeable as he tended to be on the strangest subjects. He had confirmed the energy as the supernatural kind, and had then gone on to identify it as a form of ectoplasm. When asked why the ghosts were focusing on that one place, and why the ghosts themselves hadn't been causing problems elsewhere, Fate had only said that the situation was unique, and that the ghosts never ventured far because they weren't allowed to.

Batman hated Dr. Fate sometimes.

Trying to glean any information from Amity itself was frustrating as well. The local newspapers would mention ghost attacks on a regular basis, but never went in depth. The only two articles that seemed to be of note were the one of its current mayor, Vlad Masters, being possessed, and the one praising a ghost boy the town called Inviso-Bill. A ghost that had, strangely enough, been blamed for the possession of the mayor and dubbed a public enemy.

He didn't fail to notice that they started calling him a hero after the incident where Amity vanished.

He might have passed off the lack of information as the fact that the people of Amity were generally familiar with what went on, if it hadn't been for what happened after. Looking into the situation had been put into the backburner when the town returned unharmed, mostly due to more pressing situations elsewhere, but it wasn't forgotten. During a lull in crime some time later, Superman decided to finally begin the investigation by travelling there as Clark Kent, who wanted to write a piece on the town for tourists looking to get away from the city.

He wasn’t even allowed to enter the city’s limits.

Other attempts by lesser known, though well trusted, reporters ended up the same. Masters claimed it was because Amity preferred its solidarity, and that tourism would make things much too chaotic. Batman didn't buy it. There was something going on, and Masters himself seemed to be covering it up. So, how did one go about gaining the trust of a paranoid rich man? By introducing another rich man into the mix.

It was times like these that he truly appreciated his wealth.

Vlad Masters wasn't a terribly rich man in comparison, but he was good at putting his money to work. That was the first cause for caution- it meant that he was intelligent. The second was that his criminal record was suspiciously clean. While Wayne Industries never delved in the illegal, Bruce Wayne was still guilty of a few traffic tickets and small time offenses. It was true that his suspicions might be unfounded, and that Masters might just be a good man, but he had learned that wasn't usually the case with the wealthy. It was better to consider him like the others until proven otherwise.

Other discrepancies had popped up in his background check, but these were the ones placed on the forefront as he knocked on the large wooden doors.

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Vlad was not happy.

The treaty he had made with the inhabitants of the Ghost Zone was being broken. He should have expected it, of course, but it did make things difficult. Apparently the knowledge of Daniel's treatment under his care was no longer enough to stay their hands and keep them from attacking the human world.

Boredom could be a quite a dangerous thing in the uncouth and uneducated.

Fortunately, those foreign reporters had stopped sniffing around months ago. He didn't know what he would do if one were present just as activity started picking up again. Should the rest of the world would know that ghosts were more than a small town's crazy paranoia, people would come- bringing unwanted attention, and if it was deemed a threat, Amity Park might actually find itself visited by superheroes.

Vlad hated superheroes.

It was a miracle he'd kept everything under the radar as long as he had, although money and connections had surely played a large part. Looking at his record, he was the epitome of a decent citizen. No one could and would suspect him. He was free to do as he wished, unless a hero were to get involved. He'd heard rumors- X-ray vision, telepathy, super strength; all sorts of abilities that put him at risk. No, it was better to keep Amity away from the rest of the world. Away from prying eyes and questions.

Away from the chance of them finding his Daniel.

Oh, he had no doubt they would be interested. Daniel was special. Unique. They would snatch him up in an instant, wanting him to join their little group and use his powers for good. Well, not if he had anything to say about it. Daniel was his, and the boy would grow to appreciate this in time. Time without distractions from the outside. Time with just the two of them.

What he failed to remember, however, was that time favored Danny.

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Danny sighed, gazing desperately out a window. It felt like ages since he'd been outside, and he was going crazy. He longed to feel the sun on his skin, the wind in his hair, and the liberating sense of freedom all of these things entailed. But he couldn't. All he could do was sit here, wondering when that now literally insane fuitloop would decide he wanted to spend some quality time together.

He grimaced just thinking about it.

Guilt, sorrow, loneliness, anger, and frustration settled in his stomach as his thoughts turned to the cause for all this once more. 

His family- gone. Caught in the crossfire of one of their battles. It had been Vlad's attack that did it, but it wouldn't have happened at all if it weren't for him.

His life- taken from him. Pulled out of school, forced to live in this house, all contact with the world cut off.

His powers- stifled. The madman had made some sort of deal with the other ghosts, ending all attacks on Amity Park.

His friends- Oh, his friends...He could still hear their screams. Taken from their families. Assumed dead. Trapped somewhere he didn't know.

Couldn't reach.

Couldn't save.

It was all his fault.

So, he did the only thing he could- he stayed. If he stayed, they didn't scream. If he stayed, he could help them, even if just a little. If he stayed, he could pretend they weren't in danger.

He needed to stop before he really did go crazy.

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#Danny Phantom #Justice League #The crossover that almost was #But hey! If anyone wants to take this and run with it be my guest! #I don't even remember where I was going to go with it myself #So I'd be perfectly happy with wherever this ends up #My past self was also writing a Harry Potter/Hey Arnold crossover apparently #Anyway that's enough from me! #Goodnight!

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1104: Dad to Dad Phone Call (Sonic)

11:34 a.m. at Crocodiles' Household: The Chaotix Detective Agency's Office........

TEAM CHAOTIX! Great Detectives! You want-

Vector: (Answers the Call) Yello? You've reached the Chaotix Detective Agency's Office hotline where we solve cases for an honest living-

A loud, wet sounding cry suddenly rings through the phone's speaker as Vector quickly pulls it away from his ears for a few seconds, recognizing that voice from anywhere.

Vector: Eggman? Is this really you?

Eggman: Yes. ('Sniff') It is I.....('Sniff') Dr. Ivo Robotnik Eggman....('Sniff') Evil scientist....('Sniff') And FATHER OF TWOHOHOHOHOOOO!~ (Continues Crying on the Other Line)

Vector: Uhh.....You good there, doc? You wanna....call later or-

Eggman: No! No. ('Sniff') Don't hang up. ('Sniff') There's something VERY important I need to tell you! ('Sniff') and it involves Sage and Metal.

Vector: (Eyes Widened Before Quickly Getting Up From his Chair He Was Sitting On) You serious!? What happened? Are they okay?

Eggman: Yeah. ('Sniff') They're just fine. ('Sniff') Wonderful even! ('Sniff') The best in the whole world! ('Sniff')

Vector: (Starts Getting Even More Confused by the Call) ......Ooookay. (Sits Back Down on his Chair) Sooo what did your kids do that made you wanna call here exactly?

Eggman: ('Sniff') Okay, so.....('Sniff') Earlier this morning, I was waking up, getting ready to ruin someone's day or whatever till the kids walked in the room and....a-a-and...I...

Flashback

Sage: (Shows Her Father of Each Drawing She and Metal Drew Together With a Sign that Says "The World's Best Evil Father" on the Top ) Here's Big Brother Metal carrying the sign while igniting his mechanic hover shoes.....

Metal Sonic: ('Scarps Noises')

Sage: Cubot blowing on this gold like musical instrument known as the trumpet, Orbot throwing the confetti around the area, and here is Sonic the Hedgehog groveling on the ground in defeat while you bask in the glory of finally defeating him once and for all. It's not much and our respective artstyles are not much to write home about, but we do hope that this gift is enough to show how much we love you and that we will continue to root for you until the ends of time and space as we know it.

Sage and Metal then puts on the biggest smiles on both of their faces towards their teared up creator and father.

End of Flashback

Eggman: IT WAS THE BEST DRAWING I'VE EVER GOTTEN IN MY MISERABLE LIFHAHAEEEEEE! (Begins to Cry on the Other Line)

Vector: (Burst Out Laughing) Ahaha man! Is this what the big fuss is about? A drawing your kids made?

Eggman: (Stops Laughing Before Growling in the Other Line) I am having an emotional breakdown right now and you are LAUGHING!?

Vector: (Dies Down his Laughing) Sorry, sorry.....I wasn't laughing at you. For the most part.

Eggman: LIKELY STORY!

Vector: I wasn't! Really! I was just laughing at the time when Baby Carrot drew a picture of me for Father's Day a year or two ago. (Chuckles Lightly at the Memory) It was so adorable and sweet that I went bursting into water works myself. I can show it to you if you want.

Eggman: (Finally Calms Himself Down) Sure, but..... ('Sniff') Do you mind showing it to me later? Something tells me my eyes wouldn't last a second seeing it without crying again. Is this really one of the few things you have to go through as a father? Tearing up over some..... basic drawing?

Vector: Hey, when it's your kids who went out of their way to make that basic drawing of you, you tend to get emotional real fast. It just goes to show how much they care.

Eggman: Yeah.....(Turns to see Sage and Metal Watching Something on Their Tablet Together) It's nice to have yiur kids fondly of me, isn't it?

Vector: (Happily Nodded) It sure is. I may not be their real, biological father or anything, but....It always makes me happy to see them look up to me as one, you know? It's like I have more of a purpose in life than just being a detective.

Eggman: Yes, well, I suppose despite that minor fact, you still managed to become a marvelous father in your own right.

Vector gets taken aback by a compliment from Eggman of all people, in a brief second before putting on a bright smile om his face.

Vector: Thanks, Doc! I think you're a good dad too. For a evil nut job.

Eggman: I'm an evil scientist, you mindless dolt! There's a difference.

Vector: Uh-huh. Suuure it is-

??????: Ohhhh Vector-Kins~

Vector turns to see his wife, Vanilla, and four of their kids standing together in front of the office's doorway holding freshly baked cake that says "Best Detective Dad" written in green icing. This, in turn, causes his eyes to widen in surprise.

Everyone: Happy Father's Day!~

Vector: No way....You guys did all of this.....(Eyes Begins to Water Up) For me?

Cream: (Smiles Brightly) Why, of course!~ There's no other daddies that lives here but you~

Charmy: And what better way to show how much you mean us than to make this awesome cake, which I call dibs on the one and three quarters of it by the way.

Espio: Charmy.

Charmy: What? This cake looks and smells delicious!

Cream: (Pouts at Charmy Along with Cheese) And it's meant to be shared by daddy and all of us!

Cheese: Chao!

Vanilla: (Gives The Young Bee The Motherly Glare) Charmy Bee, what do we say about sharing?

Charmy: ('Sighs in Defeat') Sharing is most certainly caring.......

Vanilla: That's right. And it would be very rude to eat most of it up from your father and the rest us. Isn't that right, Vector? (Turns to See her Husband in Tears) Vector?

Vector: (Too Emotionally Moved to Speak Properly)

Eggman: Uhh....Vector? Is everything alright over there?

Vector: M-M-My kids.....M-M-My b-beautiful wife.....THEY MADE ME A FATHER'S DAY CAKEEEEEEEEEEEE!~ (Finally Burst Out in Tears as He Drops his Phone Down on his Desk)

Vanilla: (Quickly Rushes Over to Her Husband's Side to Hug Him with Cheese and Cream Doing the Same Afterwards) Oh my sweet Vector-Kins, Its okay~

Espio: (Walks Over to the Gang While Holdimg the Cake I'm his Hands) It seems you've been holding your emotions in for a while now.

Charmy: Yeah......So does this mean I can have most of the cake now or-

Everyone: CHARMY!

Charmy: I'm kidding! I'm kidding!.....Sort of.

Eggman: So is this your way of saying I should call you back or what?

Vanilla: (Picks Up the Phone amd Continues the Call) Dr. Eggman, is that you on the line? Happy Father's Day!

Eggman: Yes, yes. Happy Father's Day to you too. Is your husband gonna be okay?

Vanilla: (Smiles Brightly) Oh, he'll be fine. (Gently Rubs Vector's Shoulder) He just need to let his emotions out from his system is all. Tell you what. If you're not busy at the moment, would you like to the park with us and then join us for dinner afterwards? I'm making lasagna~

Vector: BEST LASAGNA IN THE WOOOORLLLLD!~

Eggman: Hm. Don't really have much to do on my schedule at the moment.....Sure. why not.

Vanilla: (Smiles Brightly) Spendid!~ I'll call you back as soon as we get our hardworking detective to calm down. See you soon~

Eggman: Yes, you too. Bye.

End Call

Eggman: (Starts Stretching his Arms Up in the Air) Welp! It's better than doing nothing and cry all day along. (Turns Back to Sage and Metal Sonic) Kids, get yourself ready! We're visiting the Crocodiles again today.

Sage/Metal Sonic: (Holds Both Their Hands Up in the Air in Rejoice) Yay!~\('Scrap Noises')

Happy (Late) Father's Day!

@rechicken-and-waffles

@vectorfan2

@cyber-wildcat

@albion-93

@caleb13frede

#sonic series #vector the crocodile #dr eggman #sage robotnik #metal sonic #vanilla the rabbit #cream the rabbit #espio the chameleon #charmy bee #cheese the chao #fathers day drawings #cakes #humor #lots of fuff #sweet family moment #father's month

[lamonnaie]

GMMTV 2024 Part 1 roundup :)

it's been a day, i've had some time to gather my thoughts, so i wanted to get them all down in one spot. (Only really gonna be talking about the shows I plan on watching, in order that they were announced!)

1. We Are the series

aka ALL my favourite couples in one show ahhh 😭😭 i was so happy when the trailer started, you mean i get winnysatang marcpawin pondphuwin AND aouboom all in one??? i wanna be a bit cautious seeing it's directed by p'new and i'm not a huge fan of his work, but i'm super excited for this regardless :] looks like a cute romcom à la futs, which i rlly loved <3 i WILL be hyping this up no matter how it turns out :D

2. Only Boo!

rookie leads !!! strong msp vibes with this one (which i'm not opposed to at all, and i'm pretty sure is what they're trying to emulate) it looks rlly cute?? i know keen is from proj alpha so at least i'm not worried about the singing/dancing for once 😅😅 and we get aun in the side cp!! and louis dance role!! honestly this could turn out rlly good and i'm gonna tune in to at least the first few eps :)

3. Peaceful Property

The second tay slapped new in the face with the sandwich and jan instantly had her camera out, i was 100% sold. but fr, i love horror comedy and ghost stuff, and we get it with taynew + mook and jan!! all the dynamics look like so much fun and i already know i'm gonna enjoy this a lot

4. My Golden Blood

OH MY GOD THIS SHOW i went for a dinner break during the performances, then came back and was planning on just quickly skimming through the livestream to catch up. well, the first 20 seconds of the trailer played, and once i realised what was happening (JOSSGAWIN BL HELLOOOO????) i had to pause and faceplant on my bed for a solid 5 minutes to process it. vampire series would have already had me hooked, but jossgawin??? looking super gritty?? mond evil vampire moment?? neo with a baseball bat (in his sand era🤨)?? gawin my fav in another lead role??? Also the bloody kiss !!!!! guys i'm dead i'm literally writing this from the grave (hoping to meet my own hot vampire guy) Basically i dont care if the cgi's a bit questionable or if the story's cliche, i WILL be eating this up, be ready for it to be my whole personality

5. Kidnap the series

OHM!!! my day one!!! 😭😭 so he was hanging out with leng a couple months ago and i was wondering ahaha what if...? AND NOW !!! WE ACTUALLY GOT OHMLENG !!! i'm rlly happy to see him back to bl, and i like how he stars opposite lots of different ppl (just like gawin). The concept actually seems rlly interesting + more mature, leng is gorgeous and seems like a good actor, and the tied hands sleeping scene totally had me sold on the pairing <33 also ohm squared siblings !!! i rlly like ohm tpk :) and PAPANG WITH A GUN WOOOHHH i said i needed more papang on my screens and my wishes have been answered 🙏🙏 i'm gonna be so annoying about this show as well once it airs ahjskdjfh

[5.5. special mention: Summer Night]

gmm knew Exactly what they were doing with those first 30 seconds 😭😭 i was rlly getting hyped up for a dunkphuwin show but ofc it was too good to be true <//3 not gonna be watching this, but i'm still holding out for a joylada poly show at some point... pls gmm 🙏🥺🥺

6. Wandee Goodday

Okay so I saw the GreatInn lore a couple months ago (guys pls read it here it's insane), and i didn't think too much of it because it did seem kinda random, BUT HERE WE ARE WOOOHHHH this show looks so good??? Great with braids <3 ployphach <3 podd homewrecker era <3 mature bl with adult characters <3 directed by golf tanwarin <3 and even more good things!! also i have no idea what the song in the trailer is but it goes so hard, rlly suits the show. i'm all for this pairing and the whole show looks like so much fun Also thorfluke!!! (thor out here collecting all the flukes - thorgawin for 2025??) loved the situp scene and i'm rlly vibing with this pair <3 another show that will be all i talk about once it airs

7. High School Frenemy

God what is that name 💀💀 definitely one where just a literal translation of the thai name would have probably been better names aside, sky and nani !!!! i rlly liked sky in some other shows, and i'm loving the tension between the two. lol i had ohmsky and ohmnani on my gmm24 bingo, i guess we just got it without the middle man 😂😂 also i see they're pulling a double savage with the bromance toeing the fine line of bl hajskdj honestly i don't mind that at all, i think sky and nani have good chemistry and it doesn't seem like there's a random female side wedged in for drama. also so many of my favs as side characters, i'm happy to see them <3 overall, i'll probably watch it if i'm not too busy when it's airing (or just bingewatch it after)

8. My Love Mix-Up!

Gem4th series announced last, who's surprised lmao. this looks very cute!! i know nothing about the source material, but gemini and fourth are great actors, and i trust p'au's directing. i was hoping for something a bit more mature for them (like heartliming was) because i think they're so good in those heavier scenes, but i rlly don't mind this either !! i've been on a kick for less high school bls lately though, but i had the same thought for msp and that ended up being one of my fav shows of all time, so i'm not gonna go into this with any preconceived notions :) gonna tune in for this, no doubt gem4th will serve like they always do

Overall, i was rlly pleased with the lineup this time around. Lots of shows i'm rlly excited for !! a bunch of my favs didn't show up even once which... yeah, but i'm holding out for part 2 🤞🤞 :)

#gmmtv 2024 #gmmtv2024 #we are the series #only boo the series #peaceful property #my golden blood #kidnap the series #wandee goodday #high school frenemy #my love mix up

[mephinomaly]

[TL] PYSCHOBREAK/Chapter 13

[ This post uses Ois~su ♪ ]

Koga: (Woah, that playboy suddenly changed up his movement! Before he was jus’ flailin’ his limbs around like an octopus!)

(Now he’s movin’ with emotion, somethin’ he never did at practice! He has emotion, a soul! He can really dance!)

(I’m still in the middle of practising that part…! I don’t wanna make excuses like I haven’t prepared enough or I don’t have the talent though!)

(I’ve got to do my best with what I’ve got!)

♪～♪～♪

Adonis: (Hakaze-senpai, Oogami… You’re both amazing. It’s like wet gunpowder suddenly exploding.)

(What changed? Is it because Sakuma-senpai is here now? Did seeing him ease your anxieties and rejuvenate you?)

(I don’t understand how but– I must try my best too.)

(I need to learn from these people, from my friends.)

(I need to do this for them, who accepted a foreigner like me without a second thought!)

♪～♪～♪

Rei: (Ahaha. Thanks to me showin’ up, they’ve suddenly got some pep in their step.)

(Your scrambled thoughts have been blown away, and your anger and emotions are stronger than ever.)

(As long as you don’t think about random shit, your brain can focus on movin’ your body.)

(Then, your bodies won’t get worn out—otherwise you’re hidin’ your strongest talents.)

(Let it explode. Let yourself bloom spectacularly, magnificently.)

(That's why, even if I’m not there, you guys can defeat anyone.)

(I don’t wanna deal with those “vampires” that were slackin’ off ‘n messin’ around.)

(The DreFes was supposed t’be a live showdown, but this time it’s more of a ceremony.)

(UNDEAD will beat the “vampires” who are nothing more than an untalented, unorganised mob.)

(That’s how it’ll go. They had lost before we even began.)

(Bouzu wrote this story. Because of today, the Student Council will be received positively from vanquishing these delinquents.)

(These are just their opening moves. Haha, I ended up bein’ his pawn.)

(But I guess I was a little on edge in the beginnin’, but if things keep goin’ how they are, the only way we don’t win is if somethin’ major goes wrong.)

(We’ll be victorious, as UNDEAD.)

(The vampires, they won’t even come in here even if we ask them to. This battle— Flashback, has already been won. By us, by UNDEAD.)

(On top of that, they ain’t gonna exactly be eager to be fightin’ against me, against their god.)

(Those guys, those “vampires” won’t fight us. They won’t participate. They won’t even get up on this stage.)

(It’s ‘cos those vampires have no sense of danger.)

(They don’t think about the future. If they don’t get up on the stage, they’ll never know what could happen.)

(If you actually thought about your future, you wouldn’t be wastin’ your precious life bummin’ around being a delinquent.)

(They’re probably not even worried at all. They’re just goin’ about their day as usual. Maybe they’re making fun of us for the fact that we challenged them to this.)

(They think everything’s a joke, and waste their days laughin’ to themselves.)

(But they won’t be able to laugh for much longer.)

(My condolences. It’s too late for them to regret it now, morons.

(The crossroad lies here.)

(And those guys took a wrong turn.)

(Sorry, but I got no sympathy for them… Bouzu’s different, he actually fought back. They said they admired me, yet they avoid me, they can’t even face me.)

(They say they love me, yet all they love is themselves.)

(That’s why they chose the easiest path, the one that would hurt them the least.

(Pretendin’ they couldn’t see me right in front of their eyes and ran away.)

(That road doesn’t go anywhere. That road is crumblin’, and it'll send you straight to hell.)

(But now I feel like I can reach out my hand to those who have nothin’ to do with me.)

(I’m sorry, I can’t help you.)

…Welp, since you found me, I’ll be up there in two shakes of a lamb’s tail ♪

Kaoru: Seriously? If you’re not interested in doing this, you can just go home, okay?!

Rei: Ahaha. You’re sexy when you’re angry, Hakaze-kun. Sorry, sorry, Freudian slip?

Kaoru: Are you kidding me? Even if you think that, you don’t have to tell me!?

Rei: Yeah yeah, anyway. We just gotta get to know each other one step at a time. We’ll become friends no matter what happens, and there'll be a lot of opportunities to do things like this.

Yup. Fortunately, we’ve still got time.

This is our youth.

♪～♪～♪

[ ☆ ]

Chapter 12

#ensemble stars #enstars #translation #undead climax #rei sakuma #koga oogami #adonis otogari #kaoru hakaze

[sunshine-overload]

[BSTS] 4th Anniversary ‘Outsider’ Event Story - Part 2

Part 1

Chapter 8

-starless break room-

saki: Good work today, everyone.

ran: Oo it's Nee-chan! Ya came to watch us again today did ya?

nekome: It's been tough for Saki-chan too hasn't it~? Picking the cast members and coming to watch all our shows, you've got your hands full.

saki: Oh no, I haven't been doing much... Compared to you guys this is nothing.

taiga: I can't deny the fact that it's been difficult, this show especially. Like seriously, what was up with that improv part? The air still feels tense even now. 

ran: Hm-? I love that about it though, ya get used to it eventually!

taiga: Uegh, as if... There's no way I could get used to such a nerve-wracking show. Though, I guess I am a bit more used to it than the first performance.

kasumi: You really have to keep your guard up more than usual.

ran: This survival theme's great! It makes ya wonder if this is what it'd be like if we really did all try to kill each other. Ain't it exciting~?

nekome: That's quite a disturbing train of thought.

ran: No seriously, aren't ya curious what it'd be like?

taiga: Geh... Just imagining that happening is horrific enough.

kasumi: Since I'm a mob character I guess dying first would be my destiny~ When I consider that, it's reassuring.

taiga: No, what. Normal people wouldn't find that reassuring.

ran: Oh! So ya saying ya would still fight then, huh Taiga?

taiga: I wouldn't say I'd fight exactly... I'd make use of traps or something and survive as long as I can, basically. I ain't the sorta character that would fight head on in a bold fashion. If I were to run into Kokuyou he'd beat me to a pulp in three seconds flat.

nekome: Kokuyou does seem to be the type that would kill you quickly.

ran: Ahahaha, you're probably right! He'd take ya down the moment ya cross paths. However when it comes to those that are strong at hand to hand combat, all ya gotta do is take 'em out first by throwing a bomb or somethin'.

taiga: Hmm, a more guaranteed method would be better. Like setting up a poison trap from the same distance and then delivering the final blow whilst they can't move. Rather than planting your own bombs, defusing them and rubbing it in your opponent's faces is more fun.

nekome: You're really raring to go there Taiga, impressive impressive. However, aren't those sorts of crafty characters the ones that end up self sabotaging themselves in the end?

taiga: Geh... Don't say that.

ran: That's when Ran-chan would make his grand appearance. I'd show up an’ wipe out any of the remainin’ tough guys in one go~ ☆ Wouldn't it be the best if we were legally able to kill each other?

saki: (This conversation keeps heading in even more disturbing directions...)

taiga: Dude don't go full psychopath on us. Look, you're freaking Saki-san out.

ran: It goes without sayin' that no matter what happens, till the very last moment, I would plan to protect ya, Saki-chan. So don't worry!

saki: Ahaha...

—end

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Chapter 9

-starless restaurant area-

aogiri: ...That's everything you ordered. Please enjoy yourselves.

female guest 1: Thanks. I've gotta say, your smile is so healing, Aogiri-san~

female guest 2: I know right. And you're so gentle and polite too, almost like a butler. I love it, I might become a stan~!

aogiri: Thank you, I'm honoured. I'm still only a trainee for now, but if I do get to be on the stage one day, I'll look forward to having your support.

-sceen pans to kei-

kei: Hm... He does not appear to be lacking in ability.

sin: Are you saying he's already grasped the upper strings then? Eloquence and secrecy go hand in hand. The tune that the crested ibis plays on the koto could easily become a melody that opens the gates.

kei: We cannot yet determine that. We of course still need to continue with caution but... If that's the case it may be safer for us to keep him under surveillance. How is the matter of the costumes progressing?

takami: Things are going well. I'm slowly learning more about how the external duties work. I was considering having him try and make a prototype costume for himself as well, what do you think? Well, first of all I think we should get him to show us what he’s capable of.

kei: ........

-behind starless, night time-

ran: Aaaand, there we go. Whew, today's been a lot.

-takami steps outside-

takami: Good work, Ran.

ran: Ooh, hi Takami, you too~

takami: How have things been going recently in Team B?

ran: Why ya askin' all of a sudden?

takami: I was wondering how Hinata's been handling things. Do you think he'll make for a good understudy?

ran: Ahh that's what ya meant. It's been tough for y'all on the temp management team huh. Hinata gives it his all during training, even though he's still got a lot to learn. But, the understaffing issue should be better now!

takami: That's good to hear. I'd heard he has been a big fan of Team B for a while now, so I was worried he might've just been slacking off.

ran: Yea he's a fan. The day Iwami-san brought him was the first time he'd ever been here though, right? This store is pretty underground, and minors rarely ever visit. So I was wonderin’— How on earth did he discover Heath then?

takami: Who knows. Perhaps he must've seen him in videos online?

ran: Ahh, he did say that, he did. That he saw a video of us! Well at any rate, don't worry, we'll make sure to take reaaal good care of him!

takami: I see, thank you.

ran: Imma head on in then~

-ran leaves-

takami: ........

—end

(tl note: I recommend listening to this ran takami convo voiced, I tried my best but it’s hard to convey that they clearly both know there’s something else going on, and that Hinata probably didn’t learn of B just from some video, its SUS)

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Chapter 10

-rehearsal room-

kongou: Let's take a short break.

gui: Ok.

kongou: Make sure you keep your fluids up, Heath.

heath: I know.

-maica walks in-

maica: Hey, is Mizuki in here?

gui: He went out.

kongou: Did something happen?

maica: I came to tell him that his prop has been repaired.

kongou: Thanks. By prop you mean his weapon right?

maica: Yeah. He said the light wasn't working so it needed to be fixed. 

kongou: I see, sorry for the trouble.

maica: It's fine, I'm going to go and tell Nekome the same thing.

kongou: The close range weapons are more prone to breaking considering the circumstances huh.

maica: Sure, but he was still being way too rough with it. Mizuki almost hit me in the face the other day.

heath: That's because Mizuki's been going all out.

maica: And where did that Mizuki who’s skipping rehearsal go exactly?

kongou: He's not skipping. He's with Hinata who needed to go and buy a support brace.

maica: Oh? Just until recently he'd been going on about never letting you guys have an understudy ever, what changed his mind?

kongou: Now that you mention it, I don't actually know the details either.

gui: Mizuki told me to join B once before too. Is this different from that time?

heath: It wasn't because Mizuki changed. It's probably the opposite.

maica: That so?

kongou: In the end you didn't join B huh, Gui.

gui: My team is Team K.

kongou: Hahah, that's true.

maica: Well I'll get going then.

heath: Thanks for the help.

maica: Make sure you tell Mizuki to not break it next time.

—end

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Chapter 11

-starless hallway-

-unei trips-

saki: Are you ok...!?

unei: Ow... I-I'm sorry~!

menou: Yawn... What are you doing?

qu: You really do lose your footing quite often hm? Let's pick up all these flyers first Unei-kun.

unei: Uwah, they really went all over the place... Would you two mind helping me out!?

menou: Don't wanna.

qu: I don't mind...

saki: I'll help too.

qu: Thanks, sorry for the trouble.

menou: Saki-chan shouldn't need to help out.

-menou picks up a flyer-

menou: Huh? This is from when he went on our onsen trip.

qu: And this one over here is for 'vow of love'. Time sure does pass you by quickly, it's already almost been a year since then.

unei: Every time our anniversary comes around I'm reminded just how much time flies. Wait, this isn't the time to be getting all sentimental, I need to tidy this mess up...!

-hari walks up-

hari: Qu, so this is where you were.

qu: What is it?

hari: Today's rehearsal location was changed to the second room, I came to tell—

mokuren: What the hell are you two doing? Rehearsal is starting right now. Oh Princess, what a nice coincidence, you should come and watch us practice too.

saki: O-ok.

-mokuren grabs hari and drags him away-

menou: Team C seems like it's been quite lively lately.

zakuro: Yes, it is as you can see. It is due to the number of sacrifices having increased from one to two. I shall tread carefully as to not be chosen as the third. So long.

-zakuro leaves-

qu: Everything’s tidied up here so you can go on ahead too.

unei: Yes, the flyers are all together again, thank you Saki-san.

saki: Is that so? Then, excuse me.

-saki leaves-

menou: You're not going, Qu?

qu: I will be. I just need to finish up here first.

menou: Hmm, to me it looks like you don't want to go. Your improv parts are pretty boring aren't they? You only put in the bare minimum. Were you always this bad at improv?

qu: Well... I wouldn't say it's the improv that I'm bad at. If it's to protect a country, a position or a person then I can act it out no problem. But when it comes to having to protect myself, to kill someone to do so... For some reason I just can't get a grasp on it.

menou: In that case you mean to say you'd be fine with it if Aogiri kicked you out of your spot and you became an understudy? If the options are fighting or being killed, then being killed is the easier option no? 

menou: Hari's performance is so interesting, since he's desperately fighting up there. Meanwhile, you just seem frightened Qu. Well whatever. When we're on stage together make sure you come at me like you're really trying to kill me, kay? Yawn, I'm going back to sleep.

-menou leaves-

unei: Ah, thank you!

qu: .......

qu: He really doesn't change does he...

—end

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Chapter 12

-starless restaurant area-

maica: Looks like the fourth anniversary show is finally coming to a close.

akira: Ah... I'm so tired...

hinata: It's gonna be ending soon isn't it? It's kinda sad.

aogiri: I've learnt a lot, when I think about that I feel the same in wishing we could see more. Most importantly though, I'm glad the performances can come to a close without there having been any trouble.

hinata: Ahaha, yeah true.

-iwami walks up-

iwami: Yo, how are things?

hinata: Ah, Iwa-san-! Could it be you’ve brought gifts? Afternoon snacks?

iwami: Yeah, I picked out some sweets. They're for everyone.

hinata: Heck yeah! I was just getting hungry too~♪

maica: You've been visiting an awful lot lately huh.

iwami: That's just because I'm worried about you guys. Speaking of, there's a face I'm not familiar with here. Is he a newbie?

hinata (while eating): Das Aogiwi. He jus’ joined wike me.

aogiri: Nice to meet you. Um, and who might you be...?

iwami: I'm Starless' previous owner. But well, nowadays I'm just a regular fan of the place.

akira: Uwah, could you sound any shadier.

iwami: Leave me be. Well, we might run into each other every now and then, so let's get along.

aogiri: Understood. Speaking of the owner though... Where is the current one? I've yet to introduce myself to them yet.

iwami: Ah, Haseyama you mean. You don't have to worry about meeting him any time soon. It appears the store can run just fine without him here too.

aogiri: Is that so...?

hinata: I was wondering the same, why's that guy never come here anyways?

iwami: It's not that he isn't coming here, he can't. He got shot and is currently still in hospital because of it.

hinata: Huh? Wait what, you're being serious?

iwami: That's not all either. After that Saki-chan was kidnapped... It was a very troublesome string of events.

hinata: Whaaat, that's so scary.

maica: Oi, what unnecessary things are you filling the newbies' heads with. You're being inappropriate.

iwami: It's not unnecessary. If you don't tell them now it'll only affect you later, won’t it?

maica: That's...

iwami: Did they really not tell you anything about it when they employed you?

aogiri: No, this is the first I'm hearing of it.

maica: Um... Just make sure you're careful. There's recently been some bombing incidents nearby here too...

akira: Well, public safety ain't doing the best job in that case.

aogiri: ...Is that so. I had read this place was a cozy and well managed workplace though.

maica: Cozy? As an adjective for Starless?

aogiri: That's what was written on the job application page on your website.

akira: Sorry to say but you got duped, I feel bad for you~ 

aogiri: I do find it to be a workplace that's teeming with inspiration though.

—end

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Chapter 13

-starless restaurant area-

saki: (Today's show was amazing as always. The other guests seem to all be fired up as well.)

female guest 1: Today's performance might have just been my favourite one out of all the fourth anniversary shows. Rindou was just so wonderful.

female guest 2: The way he endured villain Sotetsu's torture only to overthrow and defeat him in the end was so hot wasn't it~♪

saki: (Rindou-san's performance really did feel even more impressive than usual...)

-break room-

rindou: Is that so? If the guests enjoyed it then that's what’s most important.

saki: Yes. Everyone was really impressed by both you and Sotetsu's acting.

rindou: And what about you? Did you enjoy the show?

saki: Of course. It really was wonderful.

rindou: I'm happy to hear you think that. I'll do my best to keep that momentum going until the closing show.

saki: Yes, I'll be cheering you on. I'll go and tell everyone else my impressions too then.

-saki leaves-

sotetsu: You two seemed to be having fun. Was it about our improv? It was a pretty great show huh.

rindou: You're talking like you weren't involved. Half of the credit goes to your acting as well.

sotetsu: Really? I was just sticking to playing an easy to grasp villain though.

rindou: And that's exactly why it worked. It made it easy for me to choose the best direction to go from there. Thanks to that, I think it ended up being a great show.

sotetsu: Well that makes two of us. You seem to be looking well recently.

rindou: ...Yeah. For better or worse the situation hasn't changed but... I have no intentions to allow my personal feelings to affect the stage in any way, so don't worry.

sotetsu: I see. At this rate you could even take Kei on. I'll be expecting an exciting show.

rindou: You say it like that’ll be easy.

-starless backrooms-

ran: Rindou seems like he's back to his usual self.

maica: Yeah, thank god... By the way.

ran: Mm?

maica: I don't plan to get involved again but, I just want to confirm something. Have you made any progress regarding the Black Card?

ran: Nope, not at all. Of course I've still been gatherin’ info an’ stuff though.

maica: I see... I hope things can continue peacefully like this...

-break room-

rindou: Well, I'll get going.

sotetsu: Sure, see ya.

-rindou leaves-

sotetsu: So the card hasn't moved then huh... In that case...

-he looks to aogiri down the hall-

sotetsu: I guess it’s about time I start looking into this matter instead.

—end

To final chapters

#bsts main story #bsts translation

[plothooksinc]

fic writer meme: 2, 3, 9, 25?

2. Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to?

Ahh, nope? Nope, not really. If my brain goes "but what is this idea" I then go and write that idea, so inasmuch as I think in terms of tropes (I don't, usually, I look at my writing after the fact and go "oh this contains tropes A B and C" but I've never sat down to go "Imma write a trope") if I have a desire to write it I've already written it. That being said, that doesn't mean there are tropes I haven't done that I will not do in the future! They'll just kind of happen organically at some point I guess.

3. Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole?

Almost certainly! (Though I wonder if tropes is really the right word for the meme maker, honestly...) Um, I don't find any trope in itself awful gross and off limits, but I'd find more than a few either in my list of "I'm not interested in writing this" or "I am not capable of writing this", and anything even vaguely smut related goes into both categories. There are likely a whole bunch that are not smut related that I also wouldn't write, but I don't have the awareness to know what those might be off the top of my head. (this does not include romance, FYI, I'm quite happy to write that, but I generally only write very specific kinds of that, too, because I'm allergic to anything that gets syrupy).

9. Which fic has been the hardest to write?

Snowblind, without a doubt. "I've got a great idea! Let's take two people who hate each other and ditch them in the middle of the Japanese countryside in winter!" Did I know anything about Japanese countryside, winter, snow and blizzard survival? I'm Australian. Nope. Had I ever written chapters that were 99% description of bitter harsh conditions? Nope. Did I spend hours researching for nearly every paragraph I wrote of chapter 2? Yup. About the only thing I knew was that you could use animal grease to protect your extremities from the cold, and the rest was ferocious research the entire way through, lmao. (Me, a year ago: how...to...survive...an...avalanche...) That being said, Snowblind is also one I'm pretty proud of for the exact same reasons, I had to work for this one.

25. What do you look for in a beta?

Someone who has a good grasp of writing themselves and I know has very similar views to me on the source material. My first fic went un-betaed because I didn't know anyone in fanfiction land, until I hit about chapter 15-ish and developed enough of a rapport with one of my readers that we were talking offline and she agreed to help out. Legacy went unbeta-ed for the most part for the same reasons (new to TMNT fanfiction). I made an exception to the rule for Underdark because I'd gotten like.... 50 pages in before I started posting but I wasn't sure if the story worked, so I asked on LJ if anyone would be willing to help out and got two offers, so I took them both. Sometimes I need a beta before I have the courage to post, ahaha.

When I started writing NRFTW I knew exactly who to go to because we have incredibly similar opinions on TMNT and their characterisation and have known each other and RPed with each other for years, so I just popped on to discord out of the blue and said HEY PI and she said YES GIMME and so I have latched onto @shadowbends for all things TMNT related and she's an excellent writer no matter what she says (I still have a spray bottle, Pi) and has been invaluable on the way through. ♥ So. You know. Find a person you can work with as a partner and go for it.

Thank you for the questions!

Meme for Fic Writers here.

#@consultingjedi #fic meme

[wingedcat13]

Hiya! I just utterly blew through all four chapters of your superhero story and was curious what you're writing process was like? How long does it take you to write the various chapters?

Ahaha, good question my pal.

So, I generally write ‘from the hip’ - or just going in general, start to finish. Any time I take a break, I reread from the beginning of the portion I’m working on - for example, when I take a break on Villains Never Retire, I don’t reread Call Me Menace, just what I’ve already written so far - and edit any typos or weird phrasing as I go.

However, Synovus has largely been a writing exercise rather than a ‘serious’ endeavor. I definitely put effort into it, and I do take it seriously, but I’m approaching it with a lot more of a devil-may-care attitude. I didn’t even know who Synovus’ parents were until I started writing VNR 4.

(Y’all did want backstory)

Usually, I write in snippets. Dialogue comes most naturally to me, so I start there. Sometimes I won’t even know who the lines belong to, sometimes they’re the cornerstone for the whole character. If I’m writing in a world that exists, like when I’m working on FanFiction, I’ll pause whenever I need to look something up and figure out if X is available or if Y happened when I thought it did, usually accompanied by IRL research to shore up if the universe itself doesn’t provide an answer. (Not super in depth research, normally I just trawl Wikipedia)

When I’m working on my own works for worldbuilding, I go uh. Hm. I built the world for Tower’s Fall from the literal ground up. I know what regions are likely to grow what crops, the way the tectonic plates are laid, why the land is shaped the way that it is. Most of that will never come up, and if it doesn’t matter to you, I’m not going to tell you that kind of depth is critical - it’s a personal approach, because if I know down to my (in this case literal) bedrock, I won’t contradict myself. Things feel like they’re built on a steadier surface.

Of course, again, I didn’t start there. I started with a protagonist and a time span that shifted to become two protagonists and a different time span, and one country became three, and now I’m trying to figure out exactly how many Lords there would be to control X amount of land.

And banter. I started with a lot of banter. Heavier moments too - I have scenes where one or the other has a breakdown, and I may not ever use them. I may rewrite them entirely, have it be witnessed by a different character instead of described from the inside, or change the pieces. But I know the general vibe I wanted from it, and that gives me a chance to build.

Edit: realized I didn’t answer part of the question. It uh… it takes the time that it takes, unfortunately. I did Call Me Menace in a straight five hour shot, VNR has taken me a week or so for each piece. I don’t hold myself to a timeline or a word count goal - I just write. Sometimes that means a few thousand words. Sometimes it just means one, and that’s the word ‘FUCK’ written and deleted when I can’t figure out where to go from where the story’s at.

TL;dr - writing is like pottery. You can’t get a sculpture until you have a block of what looks vaguely like shit. Slap it down, then start shaping.

(And yes, I do actually type a lot of my writing into my phone. It’s a modern day notebook for me - something about the small size makes it easier to focus, to narrow the thoughts down into words? Again, a personal preference.)

#I hope this is what you’re looking for! #this also does not include the relentless spamming of friends and fellows with snippets and clips #to ask ‘is this good or am I stupid’ #and sometimes the answer is ‘go to sleep’ #ask box #I am not a model

[aeoki]

SS Finals - Everyday: Chapter 2

Location: Seisou Hall (Rei, Eichi & Aira’s Room) Characters: Subaru & Eichi

Eichi: I’m coming up with my own theories and strategies in regards to the several issues surrounding your father.

But in order to strengthen or discard some of them, I’d like to ask you one question.

Subaru: Sure, but that’s a pretty roundabout way of asking, Eichi-senpai. I guess you’re always like that, though! Ahaha ☆

Eichi: It may not seem like it, but I’m doing my best to be considerate.

Others tend to see me as a rotten demon, but I’m not so twisted to the point I’d find joy in exposing someone’s wounds.

Especially with you, Subaru-kun. Never have I wished for something to happen that would taint your radiant existence.

Subaru: I know~ I came to realise something once more when we were chatting in Hokkaido.

I realised that we’ve been pretty spoiled all this time.

Eichi: That’s not quite right. “Trickstar” has been held in high esteem by everyone who loves them.

You guys have certainly not reaped the benefits in an unfair manner. It’s an appropriate reward for your hard work and radiance.

Subaru: Aren’t we going off on a tangent? Didn’t you have something to ask me?

Eichi: Hehe. Do you dislike being showered in praise so straightforwardly like this? I suppose you must not be used to it because it’s not something you often experienced when you were young.

Subaru: Could you stop trying to analyse me~?

Eichi: Sorry, just a habit. I’m very interested in you, Subaru-kun.

Anyway, this is my question for you: “Have you, at any point in time, ever gotten hold of any information about your father?”

In another sense, it could be rephrased to ask, “Who gave you that information?”. That is the most important part, after all.

Was it “Gatekeeper”? Or Anzu-chan – our star of hope that you saw once in Hokkaido?

Subaru: You’re treating me like some unidentified mysterious animal.

Oh, there’s a bunch of things I wanna ask about Anzu-chan, so let’s talk about that later.

Eichi: Sure. There is a lot of information I can give about her.

But… perhaps it’s still too early to “reveal most of those things”.

At the very least, we should verify “Gatekeeper’s” intentions first, otherwise it’ll be dangerous – no, it might be a waste.

Subaru: ……? “Gatekeeper”? That scary middle-aged man?

Eichi: Yup, that scary middle-aged man. I’m pretty sure he has no love nor interest in idols, yet he has enough power to control the entirety of the industry.

And that’s exactly why he’s a thorn on my side. He’s like a natural disaster or a plague. He’s in a position where it’s difficult for people like us, who have our entire bodies submerged in the idol industry, to touch.

He would most likely be the “trickster” in this story called “SS”.

Subaru: Say what~? That’s supposed to be us, right?

Eichi: Hehe. You guys are the previous champions of “SS” – you’re too qualified in the correct sense. The biggest error you guys made this time was mistaking your own “role”.

You didn’t have Anzu-chan in your arsenal anymore, so it was inevitable, though.

You guys, including “ALKALOID”, were supposed to defeat all of the other Hokkaido idols and become the supreme champions.

Then, you were supposed to advance to the “SS” Finals as an enormous obstacle – just like the previous champions you were.

And we would’ve grown stronger by desperately working hard to defeat you.

Subaru: Did you want us to be like “fine” during the first “DDD”?

Eichi: Yeah. Everyone was too timid during “BIG BANG” and nothing happened.

But ideally, “that” was supposed to have been possible on the big “SS” stage.

No. Your story this year with “BIG BANG” as the beginning should have all “happened according to the context”.

But you’ve made the writer cry – every one of your actions are unpredictable. Although, I’m sure that’s what makes you interesting and allows you to emit such a captivating light.

Well, I suppose it’s all too late at this stage.

Subaru: Well, “SS” isn’t over yet. We can reflect on things after we finish cleaning everything up, right?

The conversation keeps going in all sorts of directions whenever we talk and it’s kinda hard to keep up with you, Eichi-senpai. But the one who told me about my dad wasn’t Anzu or “Gatekeeper”.

He suddenly appeared in front of us after we were touring the country. The one who told me was…

None other than our rivals at last year’s “SS” – Nagisa Ran-senpai of “Eden”.

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[nightfrostshadow]

Teammate

The wonderful @amethystpath-writes wanted a continuation so here it is! :D

This is a continuation of- Behind The Mask 

This has a continuation- Winner

Villain walked into class the next day and looked around. There she was. Hero. In her usual spot. Villain almost laughed to himself as he went and sat down at his desk. Hero sat one row away from him, exactly one seat separating them from being side by side. She had been right there all this time and he had had no idea.

Villain wondered what he should do now that he knew who Hero was. It was something he had always wanted to find out but now what was he supposed to do? Get close to her? Get her to trust him? Make friends with Hero? He corrected himself mid thought. Ava, not Hero. Here she was just Ava, there was no hero and no villain. They were classmates and just knew each other’s names. They weren’t exactly what you could call friends. Villain pondered on what he could do to change that.

When he drew a blank, he pushed those thoughts away. They just had to get through the school day for now. He brought out his books and focused on school since the bell rang signalling the start of the lesson.

After a very normal school day, instead of packing up and leaving, Villain headed to the basketball court. There were try-outs taking place today for the school team. He loved playing sports so as he was hurrying over, he was pleasantly surprised to see Ava heading in the same direction. Well there was his chance. He smiled at her and Ava acknowledged it with a wave. He walked over to her.

“I had no idea you liked to play basketball.”

Ava looked up with a smile. “Then again, I seem like a very quiet girl who just sits around the whole day in class don’t I? but believe it or not, this is the real me.”

Villain laughed and held out his hand “Well then, lets get to know each other better, shall we?”

Ava took his offered hand and with a firm handshake smiled “Alright then.”

Villain smiled to himself This was so much fun. She was so unsuspecting. This was going to be easy.

They both were the only ones from their class who had turned up for the try-outs so they were grouped together.

They were made to run laps, sprint, play one on one with each other, tested on dribbling skills, passing skills, shoot from different areas of the court. The normal baskets, three pointer and free throws while the coaches were trying to judge who to choose.

In the end after thoroughly testing the fitness and the basic basketball skills everyone present had, it was time for the selection. The coach called their names one by one. Villain as well as Ava made it. Villain smiled with satisfaction. He thought they both had done quite well even if he did say so himself.

The coach sent off the remaining ones who weren’t chosen and turned to look around at his newly formed team. He smiled at them. “Are you ready to be the best team ever?”

“YES!” they all cheered.

“Alright then,” he smiled. “We did enough for today. See you guys here tomorrow at the same time for your daily practice sessions! For now, go get to know each other better since you all will be a team from now on.”

They all headed over to where the water bottles had been kept for them and as Villain was heading over, he wondered How strange was fate? He probably would have made friends with Ava anyway since she would be on the same team but now, knowing she was Hero, it just felt different for some reason. Should he tell her now? That he was Villain. He scoffed. No there was no fun in that, she probably wouldn’t talk to him again if he did that. Besides, it wasn’t really lying to her was it? Since all he had done was not tell her he was Villain. Fair enough, no one goes around announcing their secret identity. Right now he was just Nico and not Villain.

“Nico!”

His thoughts were broken when he heard Ava call him. He looked up and saw that having reached the stand earlier, she was tossing a water bottle to him.

He decided not to worry about anything and just be himself.

For now.

“Why, thank you!” he said as he caught the bottle with a smile as he reached the stand and looked at her. “We made it Nico! We’re in the team!”

“Yes, yes we are,” he replied with a grin.

As they walked off in the golden evening sunlight to meet and get to know the rest of their team, Villain smiled to himself, he had a new friend. Ava, his teammate.

#villain #hero #heroine #hero and villain #villain and hero #teenage hero #teenage villain #finally got a name for him #while searching I find out so many books that I read all have greek names ahaha #villain being a good student ahaha #basketball #I love it used to play in the school team :) #now they are teammates what happens next? #I wonder #I know exactly what happens ahaha there will be one more part to this story #sports #hero and villain playing basketball #My tags ahaha #good villain #good hero #I guess #enemies to friends #wonder what will happen in the future O.O #you will see ahaha #hope you liked this continuation :) #once again written late night so hopefully its good #its not that lengthy #my writing

[revivemyreverie]

Mimia Levant

Birthday Interview

Ch. 1

Yuukio: Happy Birthday, Miss Mimia!

Mimia: Thank you, Yuukio dear. Why, I haven’t worn a blazer like this in a few years!

Yuukio: Oh? Do you not like them much or...?

Mimia: Oh, no no! Back then, I used to get my clothes dirty all the time.

One day, I was wearing a white skirt for an event, and it ended up getting muddy. There was no time to change so I just ended up going all dirty.

I got so embarrassed from being seen that I just stopped wearing all white outfits entirely!

Yuukio: What kind of stuff would cause you to get dirty? Are you into sword fighting like Yuuno?

Mimia: “Well, it wasn’t exactly sword fighting, per-say.

My family has a trait for being extremely strong, so my father liked to teach me how to throw punches in our hometown.

From observing boxers on TV to doing the fighting myself, I learned combat in the best way!

Yuukio: That sounds so cool! Maybe you could teach me and Grim a few moves one day?

Mimia: Ahaha… maybe! I barely fight nowadays. If anything, I just detain wannabe delinquents!

The way I fight too… Training might land someone in the hospital…

Ch. 2

Yuukio: So, why do you care for Caldera so much?

Mimia: Quite the broad question, but if I think about it…

I was raised in a household where I was always told that I was the best in a sense. Not that it wasn’t bad, but it didn’t help me out in the long run.

I ended up becoming, well, not the best student. If you’ve seen me before my transfer, you wouldn’t recognize me. I ended up doing some unsavory things that nearly got me arrested…

Yuukio: Uwah, how scary…

Mimia: I know, right? But the action made me realize I should clean up my act.

The students here remind me of my old self, so I thought it’d be best if I help them realize that too!

Yuukio: So kindhearted!!! Although, I have to ask, how did your family react to your accident?

Mimia: Aha! My father didn’t mind, calling it ‘normal’ to get in a bit of trouble in school.

My stepmother on the other hand…both she and my brother felt like they had been slapped in the face!

She went up to Witchi- ahem-my old school, and profusely apologized to the headmaster.

Meanwhile, my little brother thought he was never going to be accepted into a high end college because of me.

Hmph, he shouldn’t have reacted so dramatically! He still got into his dream school: the no.1 Royal Sword Academy.

Yuukio: Do you think we could meet your brother one day?

Mimia: Who knows, little Eli can be quite cold, especially when it comes to Caldera’s assortment of personalities.

For you, though… I’m sure you’d fare well.

Ch. 3

Yuukio: Ok! Now for a question from another student ( @the27th )! What kinds of dresses do you like?

Mimia: How easy! A-line princess ball gowns are my go-to~

When I was little, and my step brother’s family was still moving in, my now-step mother gave me a book about an adventuring princess.

One of my favorite parts of that story was the illustrations for the princess’ dress during a ball. I liked it so much that I immediately had one ordered by a seamstress. I’m sure that I could still find it somewhere in my closet.

Yuukio: Aww, how cute!

Yuukio: Its a bit of a touchy subject, so you don’t need to answer! But, what exactly happened to your birth-mother..?

Mimia: Oh, don’t worry about formalities right now, I’ve answered this question a lot anyways!

To put it simply, she left my dad.

Yuukio: Ah, I’m sorry…

Mimia: No worries! I’ve come to terms with it for a long time now.

You definitely can’t say the same for other children in my past situation, but the divorce was for the best in the end.

Them being together just meant more arguing and stress. Plus, we all ended up flourishing!

Yuukio: Wow~ it sounds a bit like a storybook’s ending, don’t you think?

Mimia: Ahahaha! I guess it does!

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Yuukio: Well, I guess that concludes the birthday interview! I’m sorry I couldn’t get you a more proper present, Mimi- woah!

Mimia: Let’s dance, my dear! You can make up not having a “gift” that way~

#twisted wonderland #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #mimia levant #twisted wonderland fandorm #calderadorm #happy birthday!

[twistedmusings]

AHHHH IM NOT LATE RIGHT??? RIGHT?? 🗿🗿🗿 can I request pretty please with cherry on top for Jade with the angst prompt “Shame on myself for believing you in the first place.” cause i love to hurt myself AHAHA BARK BARK GRRR THANK YOUU AND CONGRATS *sending hugs and kiths*

A/N: The writer would like to apologize since I kinda did change the wording a bit but solely cause I wanted to make this sad for BOTH parties. Hopefully the angst paid off u wu 

Jade Leech 

“Do I just place them in a bucket or can they grow on a log?” 

Jade chuckles as he takes your hand, guiding your wrist towards a small spore. 

“I think a terrarium would best, Prefect. Mushrooms always need room to grow and if you give them too little a space they may start to die.” 

He smiles when he sees your worried look towards the one you had just sliced off from his collection, jotting down the tip that he had given you on the pad of paper on the table. It was rather nice to see the page filled with your handwriting, each line talking about the proper way to take care of a mushroom. 

How much water to give it. 

The humidity they needed to be grown in. 

How many you could grow in one terrarium. 

The vice dorm leader felt a sense of pride as he watched you listen closely, taking his time in explaining each process so that he could see the way your eyes would shine as you saw just how alive these things were. This sort of thing was exciting for him too, he didn’t expect you to come up to him one day and ask if he could teach you how to grow mushrooms but he had been more than eager to let you in on his little hobby. 

It was a good way to spend more time with you anyway. 

Jade wanted to say he hated the way he would stare at himself in the reflection of the windows in the greenhouse, fixing his hair a little before looking at you when you asked another question. He didn’t necessarily care too much about his appearance before but with the way you would stare at him and compliment whatever happened to catch your eye, Jade would feel a familiar curiosity wash over him and he wondered just what you would say about him the next time you two meet. 

Your eyes became more discerning the more you two spent time together and the curiosity turned to happiness as you two sought out more ways to hang out with each other. 

Which was good for him, it gave him the excuse to see your crush on him growing day by day. 

You weren’t exactly the best at hiding your feelings. 

Still, that was a rather endearing trait about you. He liked the way you were so open about stuff with him despite your first meeting. You didn’t view him as the scary Leech twin but just as Jade Leech, the eel merman who happened to have a penchant towards growing mushrooms and going on wilderness hikes. 

Maybe it was because he had shown you a side of himself that others didn’t see that made you fall for him. 

Not that he was complaining, in fact, he blamed himself for letting these feelings inside of you grow. 

Jade wouldn’t stop them, didn’t want to stop them. He wanted to be the first thought you had in the morning and the last thought you had at night. The way your cheeks burned the first time he grazed your hand, he wanted that burning sensation to stay with you always whenever he was close by. 

He wanted you to think about him and him only and could say with great assurance that it was highly likely that you thought this way about him already...

But you couldn’t promise anything. 

Despite how you two could talk for hours, despite how you many secrets or inside jokes you shared, you wouldn’t be able to promise anything. 

You weren’t from around here. 

The story of the Little Mermaid aside, the one difference between you and him was the one thing that he knew would most likely kill whatever relationship the two of you could have. Land and sea could be easy to overcome, once Jade was dedicated to something he would see it through. 

And he was more than ready to be dedicated to you. 

But two different worlds...

“Uhm. Jade?” 

Your voice calls him back to the present, Jade giving you a smile and asking what you needed help with. Yet you shook your head and pushed the notepad away, taking a deep breathe as you turned to face him with a determined look on your face. 

“I--Thank you so much for showing me all of this.” 

“It’s been a pleasure.” he replies. 

“I know its not easy teaching me the proper way of doing this and we don’t know if these kinds of mushrooms would even grow where I am from but--I still want to try!” you inch closer to him, “I want it to be like a memento from my time here...with you.” 

Your hand rests close to his. 

“So...” you laugh but there is no joy behind your eyes, just worry, “I just...I know there is still no way for me getting back home and I don’t know when I will even be able to go back home but I was thinking that maybe with the time we have now, we could--” 

The sound of the fairies in the garden grows quiet as Jade presses his lips against yours, the sound of your nails delicately scraping the wood as you clenched your first far too loud now that all your senses had been heightened. Your eyes were still open, why were your hands still at your sides! Just wrap them---

Jade pulls away before you can make your move, smiling as he cups your cheek with one hand. 

“You shouldn’t tempt me with your offer, Prefect. Despite how much I want to spend my time with you in a different context...a part of me feels that I might do something rash once it is time for you to go home.”

He knew himself, if he got you in the way he wanted you then he wouldn’t dare let you go. It was his first love and to lose it in such a way...well he wouldn’t allow himself to lose it in the first place. 

“But we could do something! Text! Calling! I just...” you press his hand closer to your face, pressing your mouth on it so that he could feel your lips on his fingers, “I just like you so much it hurts...” 

Praise be to the Sea Witch that he was keeping himself in check when all he wanted to do was just take you in his arms once again.  “Prefect...” he whispers as he brings you closer, wrapping his arms around you as a sob finally breaks free from you, “It would be a shame on myself I believed you in the first place...if I believed that this could work...” 

“It can--!” 

The way those words left your throat let Jade know that even you didn’t believe that. You were smart, you knew that the moment you went back there would be no way to get you back...back to him. 

So all he could do was hold you close as you wrapped your arms around him, burying your face in his chest and adorning it with your tears. It was the least he could let you do for letting these feelings grow inside of you.

He should have stopped them from the beginning. 

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst prompt #twst imagines #jade leech #twst mc #//ugh...I shouldnt have made this sad...but at the same time Im so glad I did u wu #short prose

[shai-manahan]

News about the update!!

Okay. You’re free to scream at me for this ahaha I have good news and bad news. (oh lord this is so awkward)

Good news: Contrary to what I initially thought, after dozens and dozens of revisions, I have actually made great progress in Chapter 2. Like real progress. Nearing-the-end progress. One-section-remaining progress. 

Bad news: I was so set on releasing the update (like half of the chapter) the other day, then I reread the whole thing and literally scrunched up my nose at the prologue lmao. I mean, it’s not that bad, I know, but the problem is it’s so different from the way I wrote Chapter 2. 

I know I promised it would be on December 4 but this would deeply bother me if I release it this way, so I’m extending it for a few weeks. (No, it’s not gonna get further than December-- I physically can’t allow that to happen. Please forgive me for that sjkldjaskl)

Like, as you know, months have passed (don’t kill me) since the last update, and apparently, my writing style has kinda changed? It’s less of a change, I guess, rather than being more comfortable around the IF medium. Basically, at the time I delved into writing IF, I was basically a beginner lmaoo. I wrote film scripts before, even made short stories, but this was the first time I began writing something this long, and at the start I was still trying to experiment on the length of descriptions I’d use and what kind of choices to include.

So, as of the moment, I’ve been rewriting some parts to make some sections a little less rushed and to give more context on the city’s state. I don’t know how often I’d be able to update by the time January comes (it’s gonna be a little hectic from that moment) so I want to do my best for this one. (and no this is not gonna take a very long time--punch me if that happens)

Right now, this is what I need from you all. If there is any section in the demo, and I mean anything, please don’t hesitate to talk to me and point it out. I will do something about stuff that makes you uncomfortable, so please do contact me if you find any issues with it. I won’t get angry. I just need to know what concerns there are about the things I write this early in the demo, because I really don’t want to remain ignorant on matters I should be taking care of.

Also, I want to take this chance to make an apology. (something about the hate anons the previous months under the cut)

I feel like I’ve been very unprofessional these past few months, if I’ll be honest. I wasn’t exactly in the best mental state and there were some stuff I had to deal with (I’m basically a neurodivergent who may have spent too much time untreated) but that’s no excuse.

I got angry a lot of times. I got pissy and snarky at some of my posts, and I want to say sorry for that. I’m aware that people follow this blog for the game, and not for personal issues I have to deal with, and I am only learning that now. And, I don’t know. I do feel that some of the asks I got before were thoroughly aggressive that may have warranted some screaming, but I do believe I handled them the wrong way.

If I ever do that again--the whole getting angry and being all snarky again bit--do feel free to poke me. Tell me if I make a post that needed tagging for something sensitive but completely forgot to. Tell me if I make a remark that veers into arrogance/insensitivity. 

I’d really really want to know when I do something inherently bad, so I could start changing that about myself.

Thank you to whoever reads this until the end. You are one patient person.

And have a nice week! (Also wishing that for myself because the last weeks have been... ugh)

#progress update #hollowed minds series #hollowed minds #hollowed minds book one #interactive fiction #wip #writing