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#and i probably reference it more than i should
blankwashed · 3 days
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Content Warnings: 18+ stuff here, ddlg (daddy dom, little girl), broken family, pretty rough sex, Toji himself should be a warning-
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You let out a big sigh. It was probably the hardest or easiest essay you have ever gotten academically. It was an easy question for the rest of your classmates as they were happily writing away about their parents or guardians, thinking about the happy holidays and birthdays that they have received throughout their life.
15 minutes have passed and your paper was still blank, without even a paragraph structure. What could you write about your father? Sure, he wasn’t your actual father per se but your mother married him ever since you were a child so that counts, right?
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At the age of 6, your mom kept going out on Friday nights, leaving you to be taken care of by your aunts and uncles. She would leave until it was Sunday night when she picks you up and brings you home. In the mind of a little child, you figured she went out for work purposes but in reality, she was going on dates with a special man whom you would eventually call dad.
Sometimes, she leaves you at home with food already prepared and brings him over. Of course, she would place your toys around the television and goes into the bedroom with the man. As you were innocent, you thought that they were both talking about business as your mother always looks pleased whenever she comes out of the room. A little tired, but a smile on her face.
This went on for 2 years until she came to you saying that you’ll finally have a father figure in your life. Of course, he was your father. The striking, muscular, tall man built like a soldier. Sometimes he made your heart beat faster and louder when he was around the home minding his own business. He watched you grow up into the gorgeous and pretty girl you are now. Attending teacher-parent meetings when necessary, signing documents and being your personal chauffeur whenever you and your friends wanted to go for outings to malls.
Behind all of that, you kept a deep and dark secret from everyone. Something you would not even tell your best friend or even a fly.
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“Nyah! Daddy, sore from P.E. class yesterday! My teacher asked us to run laps and I think I overdid myself-“
He thrusted himself deeper into your dry pussy while his fingers were forming quick circles around your clitoris.
Sure, he filled the gap in your mom’s life when your actual dad left. But that wasn’t the only thing he was filling. Toji isn’t blind or stupid. Maybe a little out of his mind but as a man, he watched you grow up. Breasts forming, hips enlarging. It would be a lie if you say you didn’t secretly touched yourself thinking about him.
“No buts, bitch. Today was a hard day at work and the only thing that could make my day is your tight pussy. Mmm, thankfully it’s still tight,,,,,” He pushed himself deeper multiple times while playing with your clit. You were in pain due to the lack of foreplay and you remembered an idea you had in school during Arts class.
It was always something you’ve wanted to try. Running towards your school bag, rummaging through all your utensils.
Found it. A thick flowy strip of red ribbon.
“C‘mere daddy, let me decorate you before I feast on you,” smirking while tying a beautiful ribbon around his leaking hard cock. “Look daddy! It’s giving me a reward for making it look so appealing~” you said, referring to the trickles of pre-cum dripping.
Toji was about x years older than you. This wasn’t the first time he saw a chick gawking (no pun intended) at his length. Obviously that was also the way your own mother knew that he was the man for her.
“Getting creative, are we? Let daddy reward you for giving our play-time a little more effort,” he says lowly while playing with your left nipple with his tongue. His big hands always perform wonders on the rest of your body while his prize winning cock was busy elsewhere on your body.
Your moans were and are melodies to his ears. You weren’t big on being able to form sentences while getting fucked silly, however…
“Please daddy! I-I’m your little dirty slut, make me come daddy! I need it, I NEED you! Daddy…” you tried to touch your clit with your fingers but they were swatted away by his hand.
“When has it ever been about what you want, toy?” he spit on your pussy, and started to rub vigorously. It was in no way pleasurable and it hurt.
You knew he was doing this on purpose and knew that it wouldn’t get better if you kept disobeying his commands. With both your mom and Megumi away, he made you sit on the family’s dining table. Pushing away everything that could be in the way of him and you.
He pushed you down, readying himself to slurp on his wet, awaiting treasure. You were still a mess, moaning and screaming his name. “Daddy please, don’t make me wait any longer, please daddy,,,” your toes start curling and you could feel the long awaited climax reaching.
“Cumming daddy!!! Shit, I fucking love you-“ you screamed as you came while holding onto his broad shoulders. Your mind was as if it was in a different world, a world where Toji, your step-dad was yours. Where you didn’t have to hide your feelings towards him and you could touch him romantically and sexually in public.
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so fucking horny for toji, are we???? (we as in me)
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ramhaiba · 2 days
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𝖧𝖺𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖵𝗈𝗐𝗌 (𝖸𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖯𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖬𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 𝗑 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋)
ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 ℕ𝕚𝕟𝕖, 𝕄𝕖𝕥𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕤
chapter contains- suggestive content, choking, mention of blood. SERIES TW: Violence, Sexual themes, major character death,tba.. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
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There was something tragically ironic about wearing your murdered friend's cloak while kissing the man who stabbed him through the chest. By the time you decided to pull away, was when you realized how badly stained you were with Yuta's blood, dried red prints covering your hands and the hem of your nightgown. However, Megumi's face and neck were marked in it- due to your blood-stained hands holding his face while...- god you don't even want to think about it.
"Did he give you this," Megumi asked, most likely referring to Yuta as 'he' because Megumi wasn't aware of his name. You found that funny, Yuta who most likely spent countless hours to avenge his lover only to fail by a man who wasn't aware of his existence. 
You felt a cold breeze brush against your bare shoulders as Yuta's cloak wrapped around you was torn off. "What are you doing?" you asked. You watched as Megumi ripped a shaggy strip from Yuta's cloak, holding it horizontally in front of your face. "I don't want you to look at him as we walk past. It's not a sight you deserve to witness. " Megumi uttered, carefully covering your eyes with the rag, tying the ends together with a knot at the back of your head.
"How will I find my way back home if I can't see" you remarked. "I know, I'll lead you" Megumi advised, slowly locking his pale hands with yours, fingers interlocking, with a careful tug, he guided you forward.
He walked slowly, not wanting you to trip, but you couldn't help but pause at the damp feeling appearing on your feet, the liquid seeping through your slippers.
'This must be Yuta's blood' was the realization you came to, feeling your heart race, if your eyes weren't covered, you'd probably be facing his corpse, guilt washing over you.
"Don't think about it" Megumi uttered, tugging at your hand, forcing you to pull through your regrets.
Megumi only let you take off the blindfold the second you were in the hallways of the manor, finally indoors in the warmth. The proper lighting coming from the candle lamps hung on the walls gave you a better look at the aftermath, walking towards the mirror hung on the wall, analyze your distraught appearance. You glanced at Megumi through the mirror, noticing a slash on Megumi's side, skin around the wound stained with his dried blood. "You're hurt" you uttered, turning to look at him. "So are you" Megumi responded, clicking his tongue, his finger tilting up your head, wanting a better look at the nick on your neck.
"We can deal with this in the bathroom, we need to clean up anyway" Megumi added.
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You watched the dried blood stains liquify as you washed them in the sink, diluted blood spilling out of your palms and into the drain. You switched your attention  away from the reminder of your sins, looking towards Megumi who had finished cleansing the blood off of his face, focusing his attention on drying the washed skin with a white towel. "Are you done yet, we should get started on disinfecting our cuts" he asked, disposing the rag into a bin. "Yeah- Yeah, let's do that" you responded, quickly shutting off the water.
Megumi walked over, sitting on the sink's counter, thighs spread apart, stripping his ruined white collar shirt off, and throwing it onto the floor as he leaned back. "Be quick" he uttered, as he watched you damp a white rag with alcohol. You leaned over to his abdomen, before lightly grazing his wound with the alcohol-laced cloth. The burning sensation caused Megumi to grip the counter, a quiet groan escaping through his lips. "How does this hurt more than being sliced with a sword" Megumi grunted. "I'm trying to be as gentle as possible" you replied, stepping back, satisfied with your work.
"Switch places with me, I'll do your neck" Megumi advised, wrapping a bandage around his torso and then landing off of the counter. "But it's really not a serve" you argued, interrupted by Megumi picking you up by your waist, resting you easily on the counter. "You should really learn not to argue with me" He mumbled, forcing your head to the side and then tracing his finger on the cut, eyes narrowing. "What are you doing just clean it already" you uttered, turning your head to look at him, only to be instantly shoved back to your original position. Then you felt it, the wet muscle of Megumi's tongue pressed against your cut, licking a straight vertical stripe of your wounded skin, his dark hair tickling your ear.
"M-Megumi, what are you doing" you yelped, placing your hands on his stern chest, pushing him away, face boiling with embarrassment.
Megumi placed your hands on both sides of his face, approaching you once again, his forehead leaning against yours.
"I want to feel it again" he mumbled, his tone soft, hooded eyes admiring your face. "What are you talking about" you responded. "I want to feel what it's was like to kiss you again" he panted, his hands sliding to wrap around your waist.
"Megumi- I- I don't think we should, I'm still trying to process what just happened" You responded. If you're being honest with yourself, you weren't very rational when you kissed Megumi- who thinks rationally when they just witnessed a murder? "Have you forgotten I had just murdered a man for you?" Megumi responded, his tone morphing into something much more harsh, nails slightly digging into your skin. Any argument in your head fails to form, words not daring to slip through your lips as you're filled with an undeniable guilt. Megumi could only smile at your silence, to his eyes, this was your way of claiming defeat.
"That's better" Megumi whispered, leaning his head, soft lips pressing against yours, his hands rubbing your waist. There comes that feeling once again, your heart beginning to race, the burning sensation coming from your cheeks, trying to keep up with his urgent movements. His lips- god- his lips are soft, everything about his physical appearance is undeniable attractive, the back of his hair brushing over your forearms as you wrapped your arms around his neck, his long fingers exploring your skin. 
"Open your mouth" he uttered against your lips, his hand crawling down to one of your thighs, lifting it against his waist causing the hem of your nightgown to slide closer to your stomach, revealing more thigh. You gulped, nervous as you hesitantly obeyed his command, his tongue slip through your lips. You could hate Megumi all you want, but kissing him brought your body a new sense of excitement. Maybe it was the feeling of closeness, your arms holding onto his neck, his hands getting familiar with every inch of skin visible to him. You've never seen Megumi so hungry for your affection- it's like he's been starved of this feeling for so long, that now that he has it, he doesn't want to let go. That's why you know you have to be the one to stop it, pulling away from the kiss, your breath panting.
"Megumi, we can't" you voiced, chest heaving, panting for air. "Can't what?" Megumi mumbled, lips kissing down your jawline, dark hair grazing your face.
"We can't be intimate , Megumi. You said it so yourself" you answered, averting your eyes from his, too embarrassed to witness his reaction to your words.
You heard Megumi sigh in annoyance, resting his forehead on the crook of your neck, " I fucking hate abstinence" he mumbled, his breath tickling your skin.
" Maybe it's time I go back to our bedroom chamber, we both need some rest" you advised, once again trying to push him off of you,
His hand griped yours, placing them down on the counter, " Just because we can't have sex, doesn't mean we can't indulge in other practices " Megumi uttered, pulling his face off of your neck to lock eyes with yours.
" Megumi--what are you implying" you stuttered, embarrassment written all over your face. He's silent again. God- you hated his silence, it's his twisted way of telling you 'I think you already know that answer.'
You watched in awe as your fiancé lowered himself down, his head snuck between your thighs as long fingers used to push the hem of your nightgown upwards, revealing your panties. His hands crawling up to hold your waist down as he lays kisses trailing up your inner thigh before his fingers slip under the waistband of your undergarments. Just as he was seconds from pulling them down a voice was heard from behind the door, "Megumi, are you in there? Hurry up, you have that hunting trip today" Mai shouted, banging her fist on the door. Just as you were about to let out a panicked whimper, Megumi's hand shot over your mouth, getting back on his two feet, his eyes narrowed in annoyance, "I'll be out in a moment" he replied, turning his head towards the door.
"Just don't take too long, pretty boy" Mai chuckled then you could hear the relieving sound of her footsteps walking away.
"Why am I-Why am I acting like this? I usually play it safe. I've always played it safe. What are you doing to me, Y/n?" Megumi spoke his thoughts out loud, his hands slowly descending off of your mouth.
"Megumi-" You uttered, unaware how to answer his dilemma. "You can't walk back to your room in a blood-stained nightgown. I'll go to your room and fetch you something decent to wear" Megumi responded, turning his back on you as he covered his bandaged torso with a bathrobe. Megumi opened the door, pausing in his action as his foot did not dare to step through, he shamefully looked over at you, "we can talk more about this tonight in my room" he muttered before leaving.
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You don't know what Megumi did with your nightgown or with Yuta's corpse. A guilty part of you is relief that your crimes were covered. You were aimlessly walking through the halls, trying to escape your thoughts by getting more familiar with the manor. However, in an instance, you were pulled to the side, the sudden act causing you to yelp. All fear in your body seemed to disappear as you realized the guilty culprits were just your concerned friends.
"Y/n! Where have you been" Nobara exclaimed, being the guilty culprit of grabbing you. "Just looking around the manor" you answered.
"We saw Megumi was in your room this morning. Do you think he suspects something" Yuuji asked. "He doesn't- he was just there for a favor" you replied, hands fidgeting to your side as you prayed your friends wouldn't notice your suspicion.
"What favor?" Yuuji questioned. "Oh- nothing too important. A boring one, in fact, something you don't want to hear about" You laughed, waving off Yuuji's concerns.
"Alright then.... We noticed you didn't come back to your room last night" Nobara commented, her eyes narrowing. "Y-you did?" you squeaked, suddenly the space between you and your friends felt anxiously smaller, their facial expressions shifting into disappointment.
"We didn't think you had it in you. You actually had that affair!" Yuuji laughed, playfully punching your shoulder, his joyful demeanor causing your anxieties to fade away.
"So where is Okkotsu, does that mean he's on our team now?" Yuuji added, an innocent smile on his face.
"Yuta is- Yuta isn't working at the Zenin manor anymore. Last night wasn't a confession it was a goodbye" you replied, guilt washing over you as you saw your friends physically show their disappointment. "This sucks, I was really starting to like that guy. How come he left?" Nobara sighed, rubbing the back of her neck.
"He has urgent family issues to attend to" you confessed. "C'mon guys don't look so gloomy. We still have each other, right?" Yuuji beamed. "I suppose so, it just would have been really like to have a knight that actually knows how to use a sword," Nobara remarked, batting her eyelashes innocently.
"I know how to use a sword. Satoru Gojo, himself, taught me" Yuuji argued. "Yeah but you were his worse student" Nobara added, sticking out her tongue. "Worse student? Well- I bet you were the worst student in uh- how to be ladylike university" Yuuji replied.
"That's not even a real thing dumbass"
"Oh, you know what I meant!"
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When night came, so did your anxieties. A part of yourself hoped that Megumi would have just forgotten about the upcoming conversation he wanted to have with you tonight-
Maybe he'll be too tired from his hunting trip to talk!
Maybe he has some letters to write
Maybe-
Maybe you're just a goner. Once the whole manor was quiet, every resident fast asleep, you tip-toed down the hall, walking towards Megumi's room. You hesitated as you came face to face with the door, debating whether you should just go back to sleep or not. However, you knew things would be harder for yourself if you chose to ignore Megumi's demands. Thus, you slowly opened the door, a lingering creaking sound from the door causing you to cringe. You saw Megumi sitting on the edge of his bed, legs far apart, eyes narrowed as he focused on the book.
"Megumi?" you called out, interrupting him from his thoughts. "That took you long enough. I almost thought I had to come into your room and wake you up" Megumi uttered, putting his book on his night table.
"What are you waiting for? Sit down next to me" he voiced.
"Sorry," you muttered, walking towards the bed, trying to sit as far from him as possible. "I guess, we should talk about last night. Right?" you added. Megumi hummed in agreement.
"I took care of the body. Well, Maki did" Megumi informed. You weren't exactly too glad that Maki now knows the horrible truth about Yuta- but you rather have her know than Mai because who knows what Mai would do?
"W-what did she do with it?" you questioned.
"Burial site, next to that Rika girl" Megumi answered. A part of you felt at peace with that answer, knowing Yuta would most likely want that to be his final resting place.
"How did your little friends take the news that their knight friend is dead " Megumi questioned.
"I- I didn't tell them what happened to Yuta" you stuttered, picturing their imaginary disgusted faces if they knew what truly occurred that night.
"I suppose that is for the best. You can't let your friends know you're more like the Zenin family than you thought" Megumi voiced, finger trailing down your jawline, tilting your head up, getting a better look at your worried expression.
"A-are you going to tell them the truth" you questioned. "Do you want me to?" Megumi uttered, pleased as you shook your head, too worried to answer verbally.
"Then I'll do as my wife pleases" Megumi mumbled, voice soft, leaning his face forward, slowly closing the space between you and him, lips almost touching until he suddenly pulled back.
"What's wrong?" you asked, unaware of the change of atmosphere, analyzing Megumi's puzzled expression.
"A question just came to mind. Why were you there that night?" Megumi uttered, eyes narrowing. "What- what do you mean?" you laughed, trying to play dumb.
"For me- he slipped a letter at my door. In a letter, he pretended to be you and asked me to come to the greenhouse. Now. Why were you there?" Megumi voiced, getting up, towering over you, eyes hardening.
"H-he did the same thing with me. He pretended to be you and asked me to meet you there" you answered, his threatening appearance causing you to advert your eyes in fear. Suddenly he's leaning over, holding your jaw to look at his deranged expression, "Were you going to run off with him?" he hushed.
" Megumi-" you
Then you're pushed down, your back pressed against his bed, his hands on either side of your head, "I bet you were the one who slipped me that letter instead of him. It's all because you got cold feet. Am I correct?" Megumi interrupted, his hands finding their place around your neck, slightly squeezing.
"Megumi, you're hurting me" you huffed, trying to pull his grip off of your neck, legs thrashing in panic. "I don't fucking care" he shouted, lifting your head up and then slamming it back down, the movement causing an aching pain at the back of your head and nape.
"You're truly pathetic, you know that right? Expecting me to clean up your messes because you realized that you can't escape your fate- that you can't escape me" he voiced.
"I-I'm sorry- Please just stop" you stuttered, the tightness around your neck becoming unbearable, your sight slowly becoming blurry, the dreadful feeling of being lightheaded approaching.
Megumi hesitantly released his hands from their grip, getting off of you, and raising them to his face as he watched them angrily shake, his face filled with fright. But the second he glanced back at you, you could tell by his eyes that all guilt seemed to morph into unsympathetic coldness.
"I've been too easy on you" he mumbled. "What?" you asked in disbelief, chest still heaving as you desperately try to recover your breath.
"It's been a while since you had a trial correct? Let's change that"
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lightlycareless · 2 days
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Hii! I just wanted to let you know that I'm a big fan of your work!
I started of with discovering your "First it Hurts" fic on ao3, then being updated to your every post cus I look forward to every fic or hc's you make!
Also, I loved the valentines special post 💗💗 BUT IM SO CURIOUS ABOUT NAOYA'S LETTER AHH, anyways I just wanted to let yknow that I love your fics and the way you write Naoya! I hope you continue writing fics about him since there's a scarcity on Naoya fics HAHAHA, but I dont mean to pressure you! Please take your time, and I'm eagerly waiting for your new fics!
Hello!!
Awww thank you so so so much!! I'm so happy you're liking it so far!!!!! 🥺❤️ akajghajkghasgjas as well as my oneshot :>
Also, I'd like to apologize for the delay; I'm slowly working my way through requests, the main fic, and the weird schedule for my job 💀 I greatly appreciate your support and patience 🥺❤️ Also, I'll be writing Naoya fics for like, ever. I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO SEE HIM ANIMATED OMG ALL THE INSPIRATION.... gotta keep this small part of the fandom alive!!!!
Now... to the letter.... I feel like it would've gone something like this:
warnings: naoya is a prick, no surprise. but... he has feelings, just that he doesn't know what to do with them. this is the oneshot anon is referring to.
Happy reading!
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Y/N.
I didn’t think letters were still written in these times, outside of elderly people and the socially inept, but I suppose that for certain occasions they are still necessary.
By the time you get this you’ll probably already have an idea of where I’m going with it, yet I’ll still write it down.
I cannot deny that you came onto my life in the most unexpected way, not necessarily the best either.
I didn’t like your siblings, and I still don’t. I think of them to be nothing but highly annoying, arrogant, especially your sister who seems to parade herself around Gojo and the privilege she had of knowing him.
Your brother is somewhat… calmer in that aspect, he tends to keep to himself, and I respect that. Everyone should be like that, you know?
But I’m not here to talk about them, of course, I’m here to talk about you.
When I heard that you were going to enroll, I wasn’t thrilled, I genuinely thought great, another nuisance was to grace the school grounds—I already had this preconceived idea of you and was more than ready on keeping it… until I finally I saw you.
I’m sure you’ve heard this a thousand times already, someone like you must’ve undoubtedly… but you are the prettiest girl I have ever seen in my life. Your beauty is so mesmerizing, I couldn’t believe it was real—anyone thinking otherwise is either blind, stupid, or lying. Or maybe all at the same time.
I didn’t accept those feelings at first, tried my hardest to ignore them and go back to disliking you, find a reason to hate you and move on.
But I couldn’t, and when I heard your laughter, saw your smile, or the cute way your eyes twinkled whenever you were excited about something, I knew it was impossible for me to disregard it any further.
My feelings for you had only grown more and more as time passed, and now, I find it physically impossible to contain them, but still hard to express them to you in person.
So, I resorted to this letter, which I hope will be able to accurately convey what I feel for you, if only for a fraction, until then.
What I mean to say is… If you let me, Y/N, I can show you how special you are to me.
I can give you all that you want in the world—it doesn’t matter what, whether it being money, or the stars themselves—I will not spare any expense to give you what you deserve, and I shall assess that every day of my life until my death, starting with the gifts I’ve sent you today, alongside those waiting in your dorm.
I shall call you mine. No other man will be able to lay a hand on you, and I won’t allow any other woman to do the same to me either. My eyes will solely keep to you, and you alone; I expect you to do the same.
And in turn… I don’t ask much, except that you see me the same cheerful, adorable way you see others when happy, the one that has me completely enthralled, unable to keep it off my mind for more than one second, and… accept me into your heart.
If you so decide it appropriate to get to know each other better, you know where to find me. I shall await your response.
Naoya.
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As you can see, Naoya isn’t overtly romantic or good with words (I mean, the slander at the beginning lol) but he tries, as genuinely as possible—his honesty is a virtue to appreciate lol. Also, he was TREMBLING while writing this, if not crying hahaha he really almost died when he wrote you were the prettiest girl in the whole while world.
He’ll become more comfortable with it, of course, he’s a man that can’t hold himself when it comes to talking. But it’s nice to see him all shy for once 😊
Akgjakogja I’m so happy you all liked this little oneshot—I know it was quite the bomb to drop on valentine’s day, but I swear, it’s a happy ending story :>
If there’s more you want to know about that oneshot/au just let me know, I’ll be more than happy to indulge!!
Take care, and hope to see you soon!!!
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I don't know if you've discussed this before but I don't really get madols/thaumarks in terms of value.
I thought it was like yen as in the anthology Azul is fretting over a 100(100 yen is 0.65 usd) coin and they all think he's paranoid, making 100 madol seem insignificant.
But then 50,000(yen to usd is 316 usd) madol for an item is supposed to be crazy expensive? As shown in the prologue.
Which isn't much for the exchange rate.
At the end of book 3 it states that the menu in the mostro lounge is then priced at 5-16 thaumark an item????
It makes no sense
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I talked about the difference between thaumarks (in EN, similar to the American dollar) and madol (in JP, similar to the Japanese yen) in this post. You will find many examples there as well!
You might be confused about the value of thaumarks and madol because currently the yen irl is weak. For reference, right now 100 yen is 0.65 or 65 cents in USD (not even a full dollar). However, I believe that the “true” exchange rate for thaumark to madol is more accurately described as 100 yen for every 1 dollar/1.00 USD. This results in a "cleaner" converted number and is closer to the value of the yen to dollar (106 yen to 1 dollar) when TWST first came out in 2020–though EN would not come out until a few years later. In 2024, the conversion is closer to 150 yen for 1 dollar, and this difference is probably what resulted in your confusion.
Knowing this, a thaumark is actually 1/100 the value of a madol. Just move the decimal point of the numver over to the left by two spaces to do the madol to thaumark conversion! This would make the value of a 50,000 yen/madol item actually closer to 500 dollars/thaumarks.
It should be noted that the broken chandelier in the prologue is stated to be worth “a billion” or more in both EN’s thaumarks and JP’s madol. Some numerical values like this are left unchanged between the two servers.
In real life, the value of currencies fluctuates all the time! But in a game like TWST, the currencies can be stabilized and unchanging regardless of what happens in the real world. That's likely the case in this situation.
In the anthology comic you referenced, the whole joke IS that Azul is fretting over what is a miniscule amount of missing money because he is just that stingy. The 100 madol coin and its 1 thaumark (or 100 sorcents) equivalent are supposed to be seen as not a lot of currency. He's overreacting over some change in both JP and EN currencies.
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As for the pricing of menu items at the Mostro Lounge, I don't think the values are strange at all. The prices quoted, however, are a little off. The items mentioned in book 3 actually range from 6-15 thaumarks or 600-1500 madol.
Azul explains that the drinks on the menu are 6 thaumarks/dollars (600 madol/yen). This is even more expensive than asking for a glass of juice or soda at a restaurant (a few dollars or a few hundred yen). It’s about the same price as a specialty drink (think like a mocktail or something). Putting that another way, that’s about the same cost as a tall Starbucks drink.
Azul also says that there is a limited menu with items for 15 thaumarks/dollars (1500 madol/yen), which I imagine are like the lunch sets or desserts. Many cafes and especially anime/manga collab cafes (which are notorious for being costly) have similar pricing for their dishes; in some cases. Here is an example of a menu from a Tokyo Mew Mew collab cafe (although you can find several others with matching prices or cost even more):
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Let's also keep in mind that Azul only stated that items on THIS particular limited collab menu were 15 thaumarks/dollars or 1500 madol/yen each. We don't know if other limited collab menus or if the regular item menus are higher/lower cost. We should be cautious of using the 6-15 thaumarks/dollars or 600-1500 madol/yen range to cover the entirety of the food and drink prices that Mostro Lounge offers. For example, in Azul’s Dorm Uniform vignettes, he specifies that he’s selling the Mystery Drink for 1500 madol/yen or 15 thaumarks/dollars, which is significantly more than (/over double) the usual cost of a Mostro Lounge drink. If you got the mystery drink with your lunch, you’d already be in at $30 or 3,000 yen for a single meal—and again, this is only if you don’t count extra costs for tax and/or tip.
Let's do some math terrifying, I know... Deuce is shaking for what I assume is the regular order for a student dining in. We will order 1 drink and 1 item from the limited menu. Without tax (and tip, if Twisted Wonderland has that), this alone would cost you $21 or 2,100 yen. It'll cost even more if you order extra drinks or dessert. I imagine that just the 1 drink and 1 limited menu item together already cost significantly more than what you can get to eat at the school cafeteria. Because NRC is based on a British boarding school, let's use the irl cost of the average British high school's lunch costs (2-3 pound sterling, according to Google) to compare. 2-3 pound sterling is about 3.70 USD or 370 yen. Even if we were to assume that a private British boarding school would charge significantly more for food (because it's a "fancier" institution)—be it double, triple, or quadruple the price—students would still be paying a fraction of what one casual meal at the Mostro Lounge would cost. Not only that, but NRC students are getting more bang for their buck in the cafeteria, since food is served buffet style. You get a lot more variety and amount of food for much less initial cost. Comparatively, Mostro Lounge is the expensive option (even if most of the main cast seem to be from pretty well-off families and could probably afford eating there daily, no problem 🤡). The average high school student has no income, has limited allowance, or earns minimum wage, so that cost of a fancy Mostro Lounge meal would take quite a bite from their personal spending budget.
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honorthysalad · 2 months
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“Matsuura-san’s parent died… Hikaru’s parent also died… having your parent die… is bad.”
Thank god we’ve got Yoshiki here, modern philosopher of our time, to drop this wisdom upon us. Surely this grand conclusion, which required a whole flashback to come to, will have an impact on how Yoshiki views death going forward- oh wait, lol what am I saying? Of course it’s not!
#It took so much to come to the coldest take I’ve ever seen#Like Yoshiki pulled this straight out of the fridge ‘hikaru’ put Matsuura in#And he somehow got less empathetic after this point#At the point that /‘Hikaru’/ is the one going ‘should we care about this person dying?’#And Yoshiki is going ‘nah. We’ve got a research project to do’#Smth has definitely changed#I hope this obsession with the research project is like- an actual thing#Maybe like Yoshiki is experiencing that same emptiness ‘hikaru’ feels on a daily basis but he doesn’t know what would fill it#So he’s just seeking out and taking in as much information as he can because learning has always been an escape for Yoshiki#Like being smart is Yoshiki’s way out of the village. Every time Tokyo is brought up it’s almost always in reference to his intelligence#So learning more has always been Yoshiki’s solution to things. ALSO Yoshiki is actually obsessed w/ this research project#He thinks about it while he’s in class- while he’s studying outside of class- while his friends are all talking-#You can probably count on two hands the amount of times Yoshiki talks about smth other than the research project post volume 3#It’s actually concerning#hikaru ga shinda natsu#the summer hikaru died#hgsn#hgsn spoilers#my hgsn shit#It doesn’t have to be because he’s becoming more like ‘hikaru’#I’d just like for that plot point to come up again and be like a driving force for why Yoshiki acts the way he does#The actual reason will be nothing at all#And instead Yoshiki will revert back to normal when Maki eventually dies#Because Yoshiki is only capable of caring about people he knows the name of
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dreamnotnapss · 8 months
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the bts clip of dteam by the pool where Sapnap is trying to get George to put his arms around him and Dream is talking to someone else next to them is so special to me. bc to any observer, snf are being menaces, but to Dream, snf are being silly in a way he loves to observe
like the way they jerk and snap around is very disruptive to any onlooker. you’d think with the way George is protesting that they’d draw attention, but Dream doesn’t bat an eye. just continues his conversation. to him, their tussles are expected and endearing
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lesbianralzarek · 2 months
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why does every article reporting on idf war crimes go "hamas, who started the war on october 7th with their brutal terrorist attack slaughtering innocent israeli civilians, has condemned the idf's use of-"? like, nearly verbatim every single time. we know about october 7th. we know by now. half the time, hamas isnt even relevant but they gotta find some way to sow doubt and numb any potential compassion responses. will you get fired if you show sympathy for murdered palestinian civilians without first adding a disclaimer saying its all their fault for being born in gaza? if you call "palestinians under 18" children? if you use the words "murdered" or "brutal" or "massacre" for acts that didnt occur on october 7th? if you call a spade a spade? why are israeli reports front page news without proper fact-checking but palestinian reporting is always "allegedly" even when theres video evidence? why does the idf not get the hamas treatment of reminding everyone that theyre biased before treating their words as law, like they havent been caught bold-faced lying again and again?
#soooooo fucking infuriating#'palestinians are allegedly starving but thats what hamas (who are savage terrorists in case you forgot) said as well so who knows?'#'idf soldiers are allegedly bragging about and showing pictures and videos of their war crimes on social media but#its not in english so we may never know what theyre saying. palestinian ''civilians'' are translating so whatever they say must be wrong'#'in other news. heres what ''doctors'' are referring to as a ''calendar'' but is written in arabic (terrorist language) so the idf must be#telling the truth when they say its proof they are all evil and must in some nebulous way suddenly stop living'#to be fair. the 'secret hamas names list disguised as calendar but REALLY about oct 7' shit was the target of skepticism quite early on#but it really does show how often the idf lies to justify obvious war crimes#maybe they should provide verified evidence or even just be given a bias disclaimer before printing their claims as fact???#every single fucking death toll is phrased as 'hamas-run ministry of health reports death toll of x' like?#yeah? thats their fucking government? what else do you expect?#you do understand that the healthcare portion of their government is probably more reputable#than what the phrasing of those headlines are obviously trying to imply?#i understand that bias is still possible there but its not armed combatants making shit up#its doctors who receive govt paychecks doing their best to identify the disfigured bodies not buried under rubble#youre not slick with that wording
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puppianqueen · 3 months
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Heeey anyone remeber this weirdo I made couple of months back? They're in my head again
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fragmentedblade · 5 months
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Goodness, apparently Argenti's One and Only is named in Chinese after Rocinante, which is so fitting for him, especially with Himeko's words about him in mind
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*throws my headcanon at you and ducks away*
idk what my thought process was behind this other than they were both redheads and had songs about love and stuff (*゚益゚)ゞ
i think that since jack didn't have a lot of friends growing up due to night swan's protection, the only people he could see were his relatives and since the bride was a similar age to him they hit it off.
i have a few more hcs below the cut, and feel free to add ur own too i'd love to check them out (*・ε・*)
- they're both pretty popular in the danceverse and would regularly shout each other out and start fake beef lolol
- when they were younger, they would do each other's makeup with night swan's makeup lol
- when it was out that the bride was going through her divorce with the rasputin coach, jack was the first one to comfort her (and also talk tons of smack about rasputin)
- they like to make fun of each other's fashion a lot, but are secretly very influenced by each other
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goldensunset · 3 months
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the story may be silly but this stat breakdown is even sillier
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astrxealis · 4 months
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merry christmas btw i kinda forgot to say it ere at all oopsies >_< i hope you all had/have a wonderful holiday season or week or day or month regardless of your religion and if you celebrate christmas !!!!!
i got 'the end of everything' by katie mack for xmas (i begged my parents lol) bcs i finally saw it in a bookstore after months of looking for it that i just Fell to the ground ..... i love astrophysics i love space i love science. i also love u all
#⋯ ꒰ა starry thoughts ໒꒱ *·˚#:3 :3 :3 meow#urgh. tired! i wish to ignore my responsibilities but i should not cannot#i actually got genshin again yesterday which sounds unreal. i just want pretty blonde girl navia LMFAOOO#but also i've actually been making progress w quests and shit so yay ^_^ also playing again bcs i lov my friends. nini u will not see this#but ily. also u berry even tho we are on wholly different servers bcs i'm on na haha despite the fact i am literally asian & in asia but ok#i miss ffxiv ... :(( i meant to make my theme vincent valentine and reference hit song valentine by hit band mäneskin#but i was like i do not think i can live long w this. and then thought hard. and then. ryne/gaia... my darlings <3#also idk if i've said but i'm finally. heading and delving more into dnd finally !! tis meant to be lmfao i love my friends wow#and also my dad had his own dnd set back in the day he never used unfortunately and doesnt hav anymore but Yes <333#bg3 ocs are tasty! you have apollo erebus and thanatos there is an obvious theme in names going on!#funny there is one silly bard (my guy ever. obviously) and then the other two are durges on opposite ends#pretty boy draconic sorcerer who tries to be good but honestly he's romancing astarion too so he's kinda Yeah#and then you have than who is. what a pretty enby he/she ladyman! romancing minthara ofc <3 they are my evil girlie#evil girlies more like. Two of them yay!!! w opposite color schemes (quite intentional but also i Just Love Red)#haven't watched pjotvseries bcs i will cry throughout the whole thing (probably not an exaggeration) so i am obviously not ready#yeah. ^_^ <3
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tombware · 3 months
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I think one of my big pet peeves is when people use real person logic for fictional characters instead of seeing them as vessels for a story. It's probably still a valid way to analyse media but I think it leads to less interesting interpretations. by overly sticking to the idea of why a real human being would say what a character has said you end up with quite trivial, boring and mostly meaningless interpretations
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THE DARK JACKBOX LORE OF THE DAY
As shown in RubberRoss's preview video of TeeK.O. 2, the TeeK.O. 1 cast is fucking dead. Their ghosts appear in the Round 1 and 2 transitional screens.
That is all, have a good day.
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ok another one in that i went over everything again expressly to pick up murder mystery clues, especially in the beginning
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noted as the first appearance of mordecai, hanging out in the garage. to be perched on the hood of a car, leaning back, is so whimsical for him. jaunty. but also, being the earliest appearance in the comic / its own timelines, you know. more informatively, it sure seems like atlas was shot or something there. looks like it matches his design even from the mostly obscured look we get at it, and presumably there's any all the more unobscured view available to everyone in-universe. it's also presented as part of someone's file, so that's noted re: drago, though it may just be the required framing to present it as a photograph that'd exist at all
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then introduced to mitzi in the next page, and i've helpfully added the arrow b/c i was looking for it like "well, based on this Theory that the basis of mitzi and mordecai being in cahoots and having an understanding about it is their mutually having a personal/emotional connection to atlas (at least on their end b/c we see so little from atlas and hear even less. even when people would usually say one is personally connected to their wife. are they)....might mordecai show up at the glimpse of atlas's funeral" and i'm noting how closely that design there aligns with mordecai's, even though this isn't high res enough to be absolutely certain. but: seems to have a shaded-in coloration, center streak in the ear, sharply triangular corner of face (especially a feature in these earliest depictions, rather than this triangularity incorporating a bit more waviness / curve later), light uhh muzzle nose mouth area, what could be the outline of the light stripe under the eyes, light eyebrows >:c ly arched, & pince-nez or just glasses if that's the only option when you're cats....there's a lot of "wow that really could be mordecai huh" design alignments that are otherwise just a lot of coincidences like, whoops drew this background rando who matches so closely one of the main cast members....characters. getting theatrical out here. and what's then also noticeable is: none of the other background randos resemble any other characters, even when if mordecai is simply here as an Important Employee, where's viktor, where's anyone else we know was already around, where's the employees who remained steadfast who are shown immediately after this, versus mordecai who, as an employee, did Not loyally stick around at lackadaisy, but as someone with enough emotional investment in atlas for that to indeed be the foundation of his and mitzi's murder mystery Understanding, to then also maybe be the only lackadaisy employee at atlas's funeral (presumably with mitzi's knowledge), to have left lackadaisy out of grief rather than professional interests....hmm
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mordecai also in this picture, where again everyone's hanging out, next to atlas and singled out by being the only person not sitting. did he just get there, maybe. is he On The Job still, i.e. maybe by being something of an [almost always active personal bodyguard] here. seems he'd face more Away from atlas for that. but not like i know what he's up to otherwise, and Thee Point may be to more symbolically have him standing apart. with even viktor also there, sitting and chilling, to show how mordecai Might also be doing that....but isn't. also of course tingling with mystery senses about what mitzi was going to have said to wick here, about how she would hate to, dot dot dot...then changes her mind upon Considering Atlas
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here's mordecai Standing Near atlas again while socializing is happening. while he is also distinct from a) mitzi, in that this is confirming (if somewhat implicitly) that mordecai was in fact already associated with lackadaisy & atlas before atlas met mitzi, and b) viktor, who was still stationed with the arbogasts' funeral home, wherein i'm also considering this relevant b/c naturally it emphasizes that the professional viktor & mordecai duo's existence doesn't make them interchangeable: backing up that mitzi sure may have had a reason beyond a coin flip for having this secret with mordecai rather than viktor (and, of course, the reason probably isn't just "i need to work with some lackadaisy employee who can fire a gun" in the first place)
a couple more points being
mordecai going on and on about professional approach all the time; could simply be his preference, could be an expression of the like precision / methodical perspective that makes him good at biting and killing, could be [that] plus just how he deals with his job being biting and killing when it's unlikely he was up to that before the train ride ft. atlas and atlas taking him on for that success....i also wonder if he took a Professional Approach to killing atlas / thinks of it in that way, even if that reason for [secret mystery involvement with mitzi on this] was an emotional one, and that being recent and tumultuous has him like tripling down on this. even though mordecai may not have killed atlas either, even presuming atlas Was shot and killed. and knowing that mitzi gave him a gun, or mordecai gave her the gun, or they passed it back and forth a few times for obfuscation
the pig farmers start wandering into a dark area of lackadaisy's caves and there's bones back there. what goes on in said caves....all this coming about b/c atlas opportunistically took advantage of the cave access, seems like the kind of environment with real potential for some figurative resonance. like also the rivers.
mitzi telling wick that atlas was the murderous one in the relationship....not necessarily that significant when like, technically who around here Isn't murderous. just like there having been "here's the body stashing cave section" isn't necessarily extraordinary in its literal existence, but with the symbolism of wandering into the caves and finding an area with no light, where you start walking on old bones, and are about to be killed yourself....hmm. and re: atlas's murderousness, sure is possible to team up to kill someone to protect a fourth party, even though like, who. and that would add another layer of "mitzi and mordecai care about the same person" on top of their presumed [handshaken] emotional regard towards atlas. possible, but like, who would that be. it seems unlikely atlas would, say, threaten ivy or something. and how would that incorporate that [there has to be the Mitzi's Asserted Culpability] element. but these things are sure noted
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not directly related to the mystery but i will leave off again on the mordenico agenda. even though, also, it is a "bite me a zillion times, two zillion times shy on me" situation like, what are the odds the [inroad of intrigue over shaking up the glitter in your funny little guy who everyone usually just would rather ignore] situation is actually bound for working out. yet [Also Everything Else. like in this scene and the prior Hotel Room Fête encounters] and declaring yourselves as the same and trying to stay friends no matter what....we can dream
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