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onlinekitsune · 1 year

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protective little brother

i got this cute idea one night and i really really wanted to write it, esp since i haven’t seen much love for my little boy! i tried my best to make the grwm part very gender neutral so anyone could insert themselves in it! i apologize if it’s a bit lacking… i also kept the date vague so any of the demon boys could be your date… i hope you enjoy!! // not proofread, word count: 880

A soft knock fell upon your door, interrupting your internal battle in your head. You leave the chaotic pile of clothes on your bed and head for your door. You weren’t sure who you expected but it wasn’t Luke. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything…” he hesitated, twiddling his thumbs. “Simeon and Solomon are busy and… I didn’t want to be alone in the dorm.”

You couldn’t help but smile. Luke was such a sweet child who entirely captured your heart. You open the door wider, gesturing to him to enter. “You’re always welcome to my room! I apologize for the mess, I wasn’t expecting anyone to come over right now!” You smile, following him to your bed. You quickly moved your clothes to your table so he’d have a place to sit. He plopped himself in the middle of your bed, sitting crisscrossed.

“Are you reorganizing? I could help if you want me to!”

“Oh! No! I’m just trying to decide on what to wear for my date tonight. Thank you though!”

Luke’s face scrunched up a bit at your response. He was hesitant to reply and just grabbed a plushie from your bed, placing it onto his lap. The room fell silent for a few minutes. The only noise being your shuffling and the soft music from your phone. “Who are you going on a date with?” He finally asked, leaning on the plush.

“Who do you think?” You replied playfully, tossing your head over to him. He fell silent again for a moment, giving you time to turn back to your internal debate.

“Uhm. Well… where are you going?” There was a hint of awkwardness in his voice. You already knew his conflicted feelings about the demons, and this didn’t make it easier on him. A part of you felt bad for accidentally adding onto it.

“We’re going to Hell’s Kitchen and maybe take a walk after? I’m not entirely sure about after our dinner.”

“Hell’s Kitchen? They should be taking you to Ristorante Six, at least!” He blurted, without any hesitation. You bit your lip to hold in your laughter. But glancing over at the angel's expression was all it took for you to spill. You drop the shirt you were holding up to clench your sides. “I’m not joking! You deserve to be taken somewhere fancier!” He whined. He turned his gaze away from you and pouted.

“It was my suggestion to go somewhere more casual. Besides, that’s incredibly expensive!” You defended, heading over to the small angel. You sat beside him and ruffled his hair a bit. “I appreciate how much you care, Luke.”

“Of course I care! I care a lot about you. That’s why…” he paused, turning to face you completely. “I’m nervous about you going on this date. I… I don’t want some demon to hurt you. I know they make you happy, so I’m not… against it. I’m just worried.”

“Oh Luke…” you whispered, pulling him into a hug. A small tear stood in the corner of your eye. It was very obvious how much the two of you connected over your stay in the Devildom. He was your little brother. Your bond with him was like none other and so incredibly strong. You pulled away and grabbed onto his hands. “I love you, kiddo. I am well aware that you just want the best for me. I promise you that I’ll be just fine. I appreciate you for always looking out for me.” You added. Luke pulled away to swipe a stray tear from his face before pulling you into another hug.

“I love you too. Let me at least help you find an outfit to wear to your date.”

…

A few minutes pass before you two stumble across an outfit. It was in between casual and something a little fancy. The both of you had your own karaoke session while you added the final touches to your outfit. You slid on a couple of bracelets and fiddled with your hair a bit. In the middle of trying to make your hair how you wanted, a knock fell upon your door. “I can get it! Just focus on finishing up!” Luke chirped, jumping up to get the door. A smile fell upon your face, you really did love him. You quickly finished up and headed back to your room. As you expected you walked in on Luke lecturing your date.

“If you do anything to make them upset or break their heart… you’ll be hearing from me! I don’t want you to even make them a tad bit upset. If you dare make them cry or lay a finger on them, you better not even come back here. I’m serious too! Don’t try to rest me.”

“Thank you, Luke. We should be heading out now! I love you, I’ll see you tonight? You’re free to stay in my room! I won’t be out too late.” You laughed, stepping towards them. You grabbed your date's hand, ushering them towards the door. Luke glared at them out the door, before closing it behind you. He was sure to stay in your room until you came home. He couldn’t put it past him to just leave without knowing you were okay.

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sword-brainrot · 1 year

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( romantic Hc ,Scenario or whatever it's fine) Himetsuru seems cold and annoyed to the Saniwa (ofc he only care for cute little Tantou😂) , what if The Saniwa trying to give up on him like stop calling for his attention,don't want to bother him anymore cause they don't want to be hates by him😢😢😢 //happy ending pls🙏

genre: angst/fluff word count: 3962 cw: N/A summary: Following Himetsuru's point of view, he goes about his day realizing that something is missing. Or, rather someone. His saniwa, who normally is very cheerful and always comes to talk to him - is no where to be found. If anything... It is like they are avoiding him. That can't be, right? How could they go from trying to capture his affections to disappearing from his sight in one day? It doesn't bother him... Just more peaceful for him to go about his day. Yet... What is this melancholy feeling?

Please Chase Me (Himetsuru Ichimonji x GN!Reader)

Birds sing their sweet tunes as cicadas try to speak over them on this hot afternoon. The citadel, already bustling with activity, plays their own tune of laughter and occasional shouts from one another. A typical day. Like any normal day, a certain sword still resides under their heavy comfort blanket, an eye mask blocking the dim light shining through the cracks of the screen door, and braided silver hair slowly coming undone from the movement throughout the night.

Himetsuru is known for his late sleeping well into the day. Sleeping early in the night and sleeping late into the day. His body and mind now rested well but if you asked him, he could sleep for an hour or two more. Nonetheless, he had to get up for his afternoon tea and to watch the tantous play in the summer heat. A tired body slowly rose from the ground and the muscles under his clothes slowly stretched as a satisfying pop resounded within it. A soft sigh was all that could be heard within the room as the flawless princess sword took off his eye mask to greet the dim room with his icy eyes. His thin, nimble fingers undoing his braids as he got to work to get ready for the day.

The screen door slid open silently as Himetsuru appeared before it in his normal casual outfit. A well-fitted black turtleneck with no sleeves that goes to his knees, along with some comfortable sweat-pants and a warm jacket that is only worn over his shoulders. His hair is, once again, perfectly put together and brushed. Himetsuru needs to make sure that any eye that catches his beauty is aware of exactly how eye-catching he truly is. A personal motivation wherever he goes is to be the most pretty being in the room. There is a reason he is known as princess crane, and he is going to live up to that name. The sun enhances his beauty as it shines on him in a perfect angle to make his silver hair shine even more, circling the outline of his head with an angelic glow.

The tantous were already out and about, yelling and chasing each other on the green grass. Normally one would believe that it is a game that is all well and fun, however Namazuo was among them. Even from far away, Himetsuru could imagine the mischievous grin that would be on the young sword’s face from increasing the risk of the normal game of tag. Especially if Namazuo was assigned on horsekeep duty for the day… Saniwa didn’t seem to assign him to tending to the horses nearly as much as before after finding out his devious plans to pull pranks on the other swords. Himetsuru could feel a soft chuckle threaten to slip out of his throat as he reminded himself of the saniwa’s expression when they found out about how Namazuo would use the horse manure to inflict fear into the tantous (and any other sword that threatened to feel his wrath) as he chased them through the field. Once even going INSIDE the citadel. That was quickly punished and, not as easily, cleaned up. A shiver still follows the memory from the terrible smell that refused to vanish from the walls…

A quick adventure to the kitchen to grab his tea and cup, brought him back to his favorite spot, a perfect view of the tantous running on the hill and the sun hitting his skin just right to warm him up. Sakurayu tea settled in the cup in his hand as the steam rose to remind him of the lovely scent of the lost sakura trees of the summer. Enjoying the warmth of the drink sliding down his throat as Samidare hides in the branches of a tree just above poor Gokotai, who has not been able to tag anyone yet. A pitying smile on Himetsuru’s face as he watches the sad act before him. Perhaps after his tea he will help the poor boy out. Regardless of the persona Himetsuru tries to keep up around the citadel, his heart is very weak towards the tantous; especially the Uesugi clan tantous. Going from a cold beauty that can only behold from a far to a tall crane that just wanted to wrap his kids in his arms and become brotherly to all of them. A weakness he wouldn’t ask to get rid of.

His day was going as per usual. Late wake up, tea to start his day while watching the tantous play… He was only missing one aspect to his day to complete the daily routine.

“Himetsuru-san.” Called a voice to his left. Ah, there is the last piece that was missing from his day. The saniwa that always interrupted his tea time to try to playfully talk to him, trying to make him smile any which way that was possible. Only for his cold stare to look over at them and a grumble of his breath as they approached him everyday. He would always treat them passively with no interest, yet they kept coming back to garner his affections. So far, it has not worked and he was not going to let them win. Afterall, his allure was that he was like a painting on a wall. He couldn’t let anyone get close to him and tire of him after getting what they want. He has to keep pulling them along.

“So you finally show up, aru-” Himetsuru’s voice got caught in his throat as his aloof gaze rested on the voice to his left. His eyebrows rose slightly at who appeared before him. “Sorry, I thought you were someone else. What can I help you with, Juzumaru-dono?”

The tall figure, even taller than Himetsuru, smiled politely at the pale sword. His hair swayed ever so slightly in the summer breeze as he held his hands clasped before his person. His eyes never opened to show that he was aware of who was around him, yet he found Himetsuru anyway. Clearly he had a way of seeing. Though, that was a mystery that no one truly knew the answer to. A mystery that Himetsuru was slightly intrigued by but wouldn’t die without finding out the answer to it. Juzumaru kept his distance from other swords normally but was polite to all he did encounter. Himetsuru had a positive perspective of the wise sagely sword and couldn’t find it in his heart to be aloof to such a person.

“I apologize for interrupting your tea, Himetsuru-san. However, it seems like you are setting the table for dinner today with Mouri-kun. He is currently awaiting your help.”

Well this is a surprising turn of events, indeed. Any work that he had to do that involved him getting messy were events of him complaining before, during, and long after it had been done. Although he complained that his hair is forever ruined by the soil getting into it, he never went against the wishes of the saniwa and followed orders. He whined about it to them on occasion, just to tease them, but over time he began to notice that he was assigned less to citadel work that required him to dirty his form. It would be a lie to say that realizing this fact did not make him rosy at the cheeks with a grin on his doll-like face. Was he truly that valued to his saniwa that they would go out of their way to soften his childish woes as such?

Clearly not since that very same saniwa refused to show their face at their daily tea time. He may have not invited them at the start, but they kept inviting themselves each time. It felt strange for them to suddenly not appear. He did not like his routine to be messed with because of a troublesome master. One last tip of his sweet tea brought him to his feet to go help the green-haired tantou with the table.

“Thank you for telling me,” Himetsuru bowed slightly to one of the great heavenly swords and collected his things to make his way to the dining area.

….

An alluring aroma drifted into the dining hall as Himetsuru stepped through the door. Mouri was already setting down plates for the meal to come. His soft violet eyes drifting up to see the new presence within the hall and a cheerful smile appearing as his eyes landed on Himetsuru.

“Himetsuru-san! Good afternoon!” He cheered, nearly dropping a plate he was balancing but his quick reflexes saved the day before glass covered the floor before him.

A barely visible smile found its way onto Himetsuru’s lips. Although small, full of compassion for the young sword. He found his way to the tantou, carefully lifting the burden of the plates from his hands and softly patting his head.

“Afternoon, dear Mouri. You have worked hard. Go play and I will take care of the rest, alright?” A tedious job that was setting the table for the large citadel but a job he will do himself for the sake of Mouri to enjoy the last remaining sun with his brothers. Plus, it would give him quiet time to go over why the saniwa decided to not show their face to him today. It was unusual.

Mouri’s brows knitted together in worry at such a big task, clearly not wanting to leave Himetsuru to take on such a task by himself. A simple tilt of his head to the door and a look of ‘I will not take no as an answer’ was all that was needed. He was not going to take Himetsuru's kind offer for granted and argue, ruining the peaceful atmosphere within the hall. His footsteps padded against the mat under his feet as he made his way to the door, only to stop when Himetsuru called out to him as he opened it to escape into the hall. Mouri’s head turned to gaze at him, a confused and concerned expression clear on his face. Did he decide he wanted Mouri’s help after all?

“Have you seen Aruji today? Are they unwell?” Himetsuru asked, a bit quiet from his normal voice and his eyes not connecting to the tantou’s as they usually did. The question was out of his mouth before he could stop himself. If they didn’t show up to their expected meeting time then it could very well be that they are feeling under the weather. In that case, Himetsuru can not be mad or assume absurd conclusions from them missing.

“Oh! Yes, I have. They are doing well! I brought tea to them as they did paperwork.” Mouri exclaimed cheerfully as Himetsuru sullenly nodded his head, dismissing them. His grip on the plates tight as he got to work to release them from his grasp.

‘So they are well and missed coming to converse with me because of paperwork? Have they fallen behind on their work? That does not sound like them at all. They always made time for the swords in the citadel and did their work in a timely manner, though sometimes having to go late in the night before they put it off too long. So… That means they are avoiding me?’ Himetsuru dropped a plate at a low height onto the table with a CLASH. The thought echoed through his body and caused him to drop a fragile plate. Luckily, it didn’t break but it did cause a few to rush in to check to make sure everyone was okay. A quick apology was all that was needed to cause the small crowd to disperse from the room. Nothing was broken so it was of no big importance to stay. Except for one thing.

‘I’m jumping to conclusions. They are busy, Himetsuru. Stop being so full of yourself. They will surely apologize after dinner like they always do for not being able to interact with me during the day. Like always I will playfully tease them that I didn’t even notice and be about my evening with telling them to make it up to me by walking with me to my room. Silly Himetsuru, you are letting your pride get to your head and seeing aruji in a negative light like a fool.’ He chided himself in his head as he finally finished setting the table, and the food began to be brought in for the whole citadel to eat together like usual. Normally, he would be seated and the saniwa would claim a seat next to him to talk over their meal.

That didn’t happen this time. Himetsuru took the seat he always did and awaited as the ocean of swords came into the hall, chatter and laughter filling the room as the seats were taken. Saniwa was not on his side. Instead they were at the total opposite side of the table at the head. It made sense, they were an all powerful sage that belonged at the highest positioned seat at the table.

So why did the simple act of sitting elsewhere fill his heart with some much loneliness?

The chatter of the whole citadel blends into nonsense conversation in Himetsuru’s ears. His hands move silently as he eats, no conversation to be had during dinner for once. If anyone notices his more sullen attitude, they fail to mention it directly to the host. Instead Himetsuru’s icy eyes linger on the food he is consuming. The food, for once, failing to have taste to the poor crane. His eyes, ever so slowly, linger to the saniwa at the head of the table. Their eyes are bright and their smiles blissful. Such gifts would be seated next to him and directed at him, but not today. His heart aches with each beat as they watch for too long and their eyes connect with the target of the entertainment. Saniwa realizes he is watching but no smile is directed his way. Instead, a hurried turn of their head and look away from him.

He never knew you could stab someone without a sword. Well, that confirms they have been avoiding him on purpose. Not even daring to meet their eyes for a second longer and wishing to escape the single shared moment in time. He painfully pulled his eyes away from the person he used to spend his day to day with. A single final swallow of whatever food was left in his mouth, he wouldn’t be able to tell anyone what it was since it lacked any taste to him, and he lifted off his seat to leave. From his knowledge, no eyes followed his retreat. Why would they? This was not unusual for him to go back to his room so early to sleep. Typical Himetsuru. Yet, if they did, they would see a storm in his eyes. One that could tell so much: Hurt, Regret, Longing…

He was the villain of this story. He pushed them away and selfishly wanted them back. Would they come back? Would he have to cast his pride aside and beg? Could he even do that when he was so prideful? Perhaps this is the start of the day where he loses the person he didn’t know he needed most in his life.

The walk back to his room was less of a person making their leisurely stroll to end the night and more of a lost phantom searching for the meaning of their journey. A heavy sigh shook their body as the door closed behind in his room. Their shoulders weak and his body slowly slumping into a fetal position to fall asleep in. His heavy eyes closed as his heart ache, hoping for sleep to ease the pain for the person he drove away.

….

A figure sits in front of a mirror, their hair clean from a recent wash and still damp, with faint makeup on their complexion to enhance the features that already make them eye-catching. There sits the Saniwa of the citadel in a white robe. The lights around the mirror are almost blinding as the details of the background are blurred in their vision, too focused on their reflection. They can’t remember how they ended up seated in what they could only guess is a dressing room. Perhaps it doesn’t matter because the only thought is how stunning they currently learn. So absorbed that they only realize they are not alone when a fluffy, warm white towel falls upon their head and gently rubs out the excess water from their hair.

Their hair is now dry and the towel is pulled away to reveal the princess sword himself, Himetsuru. He looks like he always does in the citadel, it seems like only they are dressed up for whatever is about to happen. Himetsuru doesn’t catch their eye in the mirror, focusing so closely on the top of their head. They don’t even notice that he has a brush in his hand as he smooths the clean locks and starts to style it to the dream look. A style they always dreamed of being able to wear in reality.

Dream.

“Himetsuru,” Their voice rings out in the silence. Surprising even themselves that they are capable of talking. “Did you enter my dream?”

A teasing smile creases his features as his eyes finally look up and meet theirs. Only for their gentle hands to go back to the task in hand. Although he is normally a sword that refuses to touch anyone, it seems as if he is in his element at this moment. Focusing purely on the subject before them to fulfill their desired look. The smile on his face fades every so slightly to take on a more soft and compassionate expression.

“Sometimes I hate your mind for being so quick-witted. Can’t even have my own fun.” A playful pout that holds no merit within it. As he finishes with their hair, his hand softly grasps their’s and leads them away from the mirror.

It is only then that the scene before them materializes. Sure enough, it is a dressing room. A rather empty dressing room, but it would do the job in reality. Inside is a rack full of an assortment of outfits of all different colors and a two seater couch. Himetsuru wastes no time to start going through the clothes. Everytime pulling out an outfit with a judgemental look, only to decide it does not fit his image and throw it over his shoulder to move onto the next. Somehow they always disappear before hitting the floor behind him. Some outfits he holds up to the saniwa, only to decide it’s not what he is looking for and drop it right then and there. Never being satisfied. Perhaps he will never be satisfied with the options given to him. Or maybe, he is trying to keep his hands busy as he gathers courage to speak again.

“I was too nervous to speak to you in person so I chose dream you. I’m not even sure you will remember this when you wake up but that is my own punishment for being so weak and childish.”

They wanted to speak up and refute his words, but the look in his eyes told them best to let him say his peace. The storm in his icebound eyes was one of pain and wishing to say his peace before he lost all courage he had left. They didn’t want to forget his words or his expression when they awoke, so they stayed silent and watched him tediously check the fabric before him, and slowly looked back at their face.

“You were avoiding me today, yes? I am not here to pick a fight and yell at you. I am childish but I know I have no place to do that here. If you truly wish, you could kick me out of your dreams at any moment.”

They didn’t want to kick them out. They never wanted to kick them out.

“I am here… To apologize.” A pitiful smile appeared, one that was the last barrier before tears. “I pushed you away constantly because I was overconfident. I thought you would never leave my side and treated you not as well as I should have. I am sorry, aruji. You avoiding me today, even just one day, broke my heart. The ego I enveloped myself in, crumbled. I realized how important it is that you are by my side. I am not here to beg you to come back to my side but to finally be honest with you. The man you see in your everyday life is a weak-willed, prideful child that wishes for someone to chase after his beauty.”

His body lingered over theirs and the weight of the world seemed to crash upon him as his body began to slump, his mouth so close to their ear.

“Aruji, I am asking an immature favor from you. You needn’t agree to it but we don’t have much time left together in this dream realm.” His face touched theirs ever so slightly, soft like a feather. Their next words came out as a whisper as the scene around them began to disappear. “Please chase after me again. This time I won’t make the same mistake twice.”

And with that the sword, known as Himetsuru Ichimonji, was gone.

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The sun beats down on the green summer grass. The citadel is silent with sleep. The only sound that resounded through the early morning palace was a single sliding door opening and fast footsteps padding on the wooden flooring. The saniwa raced down to the usual spot where Himetsuru always drank his afternoon tea. They didn’t know why they felt the need to race there so early in the morning when the princess sword would surely be sleeping in on such a day but that dream stayed with them. They needed to be there as soon as he awoke to finally speak back to him on what he said.

As they turned the corner, they were greeted with that very sword, sitting in the sun as it gave his silver hair a golden halo. A tea cup sat in his hands and another one on the tray where Saniwa would normally sit. Heavy breaths were the only signal to their appearance as Himetsuru turned towards it. A friendly smile and a quirk of his eyebrow.

“You are up early, Aruji. Are you feeling up to having some tea with me?”

“I remember. I never hated you… I just didn’t want you to hate me for my constant persistence to be around you.” The second half of their words were strained from the running and the embarrassment of the statement. Himetsuru didn’t seem to mind, hearing them just fine and encouraging them to come sit beside him.

As they took their seat and picked up the cup with some fragrant tea, a soft hand touched their cheek. Their head sprung up to look at the origin of where such a soft touch came from. A sweet, heavenly smile greeted them as they looked at him in awe.

“I could never hate an adoring fan.”

Saniwa was half ready to kill him and half fighting the soft chuckle that wanted to escape them. Himetsuru was truly a mystery to the whole citadel. Prideful and childish. Kind and funny. A beauty to all. One that saniwa didn’t want to let go and one that Himetsuru wanted to keep pulling them along with. One day, he may feel comfortable letting the darker parts of his mirror heart shine. For now, the princess will have tea with his majesty.

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trophygony · 1 year

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@bishounen-jump

Shuffled playlist 2 and got the ost "By Your Side" from Omori! Decided to add ib too for peak sibling-ism

#i Couldnt Figure Put hpw to replicate the garry energy hope i did him justice #ib game #ib garry #ib (ib game)#artgony #gotta be honest i almost dropped the drawing just to replay ib. garry is the only ever. did you know that #the most trustworthy character ever. the only one ever. the guy of all times #unrelated but i want him. sirius witchs heart and lamplighter oneshot to meet. purple haired gnc trio #btw tag this as a ship and i will snap your neck <3

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thisisnotthenerd · 3 months

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surprised this wasn't hiding in the spreadsheet before but here goes.

seating chart by player + d20's gender splits

this one came mostly from analysis of old data--instead on the cast appearances chart, here's where everyone sat during their full seasons (oneshots are not counted here to reduce their impact as outliers)

as you'll notice, the data is repeated for the intrepid heroes sequel seasons because they were not made at the same time and this allows me to standardize and check how many people have sat in each seat more easily. also, it would mean i'd have to count everyone for each seat once, and i'm not planning on doing that right now. anyways.

for my splits:

first off, disclaimer that gender is a societal construct and that you can do whatever you want with it so long as you don't harm others. this list uses the pronouns indicated by the cast members. this list goes by the cast members' current gender--retroactively effective. if they came out after the season aired, they're still listed with their gender at the time of posting (Jan-Feb 2024).

for the sake of simplicity and not making separate categories for every nb cast member my categories are female (she/her pronouns), male (he/him), and nonbinary/gnc (they/them, other combinations of pronouns), which encompasses more complex combinations. yes the drag queens are split up because it's based on their pronouns as indicated. not everyone in the gnc group uses the same pronouns, so nonbinary/gnc is in use as an umbrella term.

so without further ado:

overall gender statistics

out of 48 cast members of dimension 20, there were 20 in the she/her category, 21 in the he/him category, and 7 in the nonbinary pronouns category

female (she/her): emily axford, siobhan thompson, rekha shankar, amy vorpahl, jessica ross, lily du, marisha ray, krystina arielle, aabria iyengar, katie marovitch, danielle radford, becca scott, persephone valentine, isabella roland, dani fernandez, jasmine bhullar, anjali bhimani, alaska thunderfuck, jujubee, rashawn nadine scott

male (he/him): brennan lee mulligan, zac oyama, lou wilson, brian murphy, matthew mercer, mike trapp, ify nwadiwe, justin mcelroy, clint mcelroy, griffin mcelroy, travis mcelroy, carlos luna, b. dave walters, sam reich, raphael chestang, grant o'brien, omar najam, oscar montoya, freddie wong, hank green, jasper william cartwright

nonbinary/gnc: ally beardsley (they/them), erika ishii (all pronouns), gabe hicks (he/they), surena marie (she/they), monét x change (she/her/he/him), bob the drag queen (he/him/she/her), alex song-xia (they/them)

in other words the ratio of cast members is 41.6% female, 43.75% male, and 14.58% nonbinary/other genders

the main cast i.e. the intrepid heroes + brennan is a little less even, since brennan shifts the group toward a male bias (4/7, vs 2/7 female and 1/7 nonbinary)

so a pretty even split wrt gender and pronoun usage overall. some seasons differ in composition, but generally there's a pretty even split (female/male/gender non-conforming) with the GM tipping the balance.

gender stats by season

all of the intrepid heroes seasons (fantasy high, the unsleeping city, fantasy high sophomore year, a crown of candy, the unsleeping city chapter ii, a stasrtruck odyssey, neverafter, fantasy high junior year) are 57.1% male, 28.5% female, and 14.2% nonbinary [4, 2, 1]

escape from the bloodkeep: same breakdown as the intrepid heroes seasons: 57.1% male, 28.5% female, and 14.2% nonbinary [4, 2, 1]

tiny heist: a stronger majority this time since the mcelboys and their dad are there: 71.4% male, 28.5% female [5, 2]

pirates of leviathan: similar to ih breakdown; 57.1% male, 42.8% female [4, 3]

mice & murder: maintains the intrepid heroes split of 57.1% male, 28.5% female, and 14.2% nonbinary [4, 2, 1], with ally holding the last category.

misfits & magic: with only 5 people there's an almost even split; 40% female, 40% male, 20% gnc [2, 2, 1]

the seven: our season of ladies; 71.4% female, 14.2% nonbinary, 14.2% male [5, 1, 1]

shriek week: another almost even season; 40% female, 40% gnc, 20% male [2, 2, 1]

coffin run: another 5-person season; 40% female, 40% male, 20% gnc [2, 2, 1]

a court of fey and flowers: follows the ih split; 57.1% male, 28.5% female, and 14.2% nonbinary [4, 2, 1]

the ravening war: 6 person season, so we're looking at 66.6% male, 33.3% female [4, 2]

dungeons and drag queens: this season is a little tricky since the players are simultaneous performing in drag, but using their listed pronouns we get the general split; 40% female, 40% gnc, 20% male [2, 2, 1]

mentopolis: also follows the intrepid heroes split: 57.1% male, 28.5% female, and 14.2% nonbinary [4, 2, 1]

burrow's end: the intrepid heroes split in the opposite direction; 57.1% female, 28.5% male, and 14.2% nonbinary [4, 2, 1]

for our 7 person seasons, the most common split is the intrepid heroes split, of 57.1% male, 28.5% female, and 14.2% nonbinary [4, 2, 1]. This pattern goes for 12/21 seasons of dimension 20. otherwise we tend to lean to one direction or another.

for the 5 person seasons, there's a pattern of a 2, 2, 1 split, but it's evenly split between [f, m, gnc] and [f, gnc, m].

gender splits in the seating chart

for the seating chart, it's a little different. there's two ways of tallying this up; by season or by cast member. the critical difference being that the latter does not allow repeats (of the intrepid heroes generally but also other returning cast) while the former does. i suppose the other way of stating it would be that we can count it up by occurrence or by total number.

since i don't feel like calculating percentages for this set, they will be displayed as ratios, like so: [F:M:NB]. keep in mind that some seats are not used for all seasons, so the numbers that the ratios add up to will differ.

L1: by occurrence, L1 has a 9:9:3 ratio with repeats, and 7:6:3 by total number of cast, so ever so slightly female-biased

L2: by occurrence, L2 has a 7:8:1 ratio with repeats, and 5:6:1 by total number of cast, so ever so slightly male-biased

L3: by occurrence, L3 has a 11:8:2 ratio with repeats, and 8:5:2 by total number of cast, so strongly female-biased

R3: by occurrence, R3 has a 9:9:3 ratio with repeats, and 4:6:3 by total number of cast, so male-biased. the difference in total number comes from the fact that siobhan, aabria, and lily all sit in R3 on multiple occasions

R2: by occurrence, R2 has a 2:9:6 ratio with repeats, and 2:7:2 by total number of cast, so male-biased with a strong nb/gnc presence. the drop comes from ally and erika both sitting there multiple times

R1: by occurrence, R1 has a 6:11:4 ratio with repeats, and 6:8:3 by total number of cast, so strongly male-biased. as you can probably guess, the difference comes from murph sitting in his favorite seat.

GM: by occurrence, we're looking at a 4:16:1 ratio, but a 2:2:1 by total number. if you account for the fact that brennan, the in-house gm, has been in the hot seat for 15 seasons, this makes more sense.

and that's all for this time! quick question for next time:

you can find the spreadsheet here: seating chart by player. as always, feel free to peruse, and check out the ao3 compilation to see all the stats in one place.

#dimension 20 #dimension 20 spoilers #dimension 20 meta #thisisnotthenerd's d20 stats #dimension 20 statistics #intrepid heroes #d20 poll #d20 spoilers #gender #shouls i make a sub-tag of the seating charts?#maybe i'll do that #the number has gotten kind of unwieldy at this point #i really should start splitting these into different spreadsheets

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jays-supersonic-dynamo · 9 months

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FIC REC WEEK DAY SIX!

hi sorry i’m late! today’s prompts are dynamic duos and zane!

- avian by gardenjays (link)

for the dynamic duos prompt! cute pre-canon fic with cole and jay! i love pre-canon stuff i eat it for breakfast!!! do you still say that when its something you like. anyways. jay is trans in this, hell yeah!

- And the Vocab Word of the Day Is… by fishoutofcamelot (link)

for the dynamic duos AND zane prompts!! season one fic where baby lloyd teaches zane swear words. its cute. it’s hilarious. what more could you want? thats right, you want zane saying shit. read this fic

- Counterbalance by GayApril16 (link)

for the dynamic duos AND zane prompts!! fic where, when a element’s user goes into emotional distress, their elemental opposite’s powers also go into overdrive. now imagine that with zane and kai. i love the world building in this fic almost as much as i love the hurt/comfort. their dynamic is so (explodes)

- The Skirt by Spinchip (Thatkindghost) (link)

for the zane prompt!! how could i not include a spinchip fic for the zane prompt! fic where zane finds a skirt on display that he likes, but he Does Not buy it and definitely Does Not look at it all nor Think Of It!! not at all! has angst, but its all resolved in the end! of course ur nindrioid looks gnc af <3

- Taking Shape, Letting Go by BumblebeeEnby (link)

for the dynamic duos prompt!! takes place after Too Weird to Live, but reading that isn’t necessary for this oneshot! while hanging out with his family, lloyd’s allergies go haywire and he ends up shapeshifting into something a little less… human. good thing he’s got his cousin and older brother to help him! delicious fic i eats it. yeha

#ninjago fic rec week #i don’t really have an excuse im just late 👍#besides that. READ THESE FICS THEYRE BANGERS!!!!

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horace-pokemon · 2 months

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TOKIGOU VALENTINE'S DAY ONESHOT IS HERE

I SWORE I WOULD FINISH THIS ON MY SONIC BLOG AND I'VE FINALLY DONE IT. It's later than I meant for it to be, but with a big personal thing going on it took me a bit to get back to this wip, BUT ENJOY!!!

Shouting out the Tokigou server on here as well, especially @gouthepro for hyping this wip and process up so insanely much, they gave me the highest compliment I could've ever received just by slapping Tokio in the most gnc outfit ever.

BUT without enough chit-chat and filler out the way, please enjoy the writing to all my Tokigou lovers and enthusiasts! <333 MWAH happy late Valentine's Day to you all!

#tokigou #tokigou writing #tokio x gou #timelesspromiseshipping #timelessheartshipping #pokemon tokio #pokemon gou #Also there's QPR Satogou #Very briefly mentioned #And briefly mentioned Ash/Clemont because I find them very cute and funny #uhhh idk what else to tag in here so uh if ur reading have a heart cookie i love uuuuuuu bwah bwah #bunny writes #pokemon fanfiction

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narabea06 · 6 months

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All the characters in the creepypasta/STA fandom I will write for -

Jeff the Killer

Homicidal Liu

Jane the Killer (Richardson)

Nina the Killer

Mary Vaughn (Jane's canon wife)

Randy Baxter (JTK bully)

Keith Spikes (JTK bully)

Troy Maverick (JTK bully)

Eyeless Jack

Lulu

Bloody Painter

Judge Angels

Nurse Ann

Dollmaker

Killing Kate

Kate the Chaser (STA)

Toby Rogers

CR (STA)

Lauren (STA)

Rouge

Wilson the Basher

Chris the Revenant

X-Virus

Lazari Swan

Sally Williams

BEN Drowned

Sam Williams

Iris Hung Girl

Legless Eliza

Stripes

Clockwork

Puppeteer

Su!c!de Sadie

Vailly Evans

Roadwalker

Zero

The Ballerina (Emra)

Zachary the Proxy

Lyra Rogers

Jesse Richardson (Jane's sister)

Mike Knight (Killing Kate's brother)

Chris Hopkins (Nina's brother)

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Rules for Requests -

I write headcanons and on occasion oneshots. Im also open to drawing any of the characters above.

No NSFW

Ships are allowed, but I'm allowed to decline any ship request I receive if I'm uncomfortable with it or if I'm just not willing to write for it.

Part 2 requests are absolutely allowed. Dont be afraid to ask for me to write for a character I've already written for, bc if you happen to, I'll just write you more headcanons.

Do not constantly request for headcanons after your request has already been sent to my inbox. Please wait until I finish writing your request before you attempt to request more

Questions are welcomed! You have questions about my AU? Go for it!! I love answering questions about it :>

I do not do romantic x readers!! I will do any platonic x reader no problem, but I'm personally uncomfortable with romantic x readers.

"That's not canon" Guess what, I don't care :DD Most of these characters are already abandoned by their creators anyway. There's no use in telling me how my rewrite/headcanons aren't canon when the creator themselves haven't interacted or written for these characters for years, nor do they care to.

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Masterlist -

General AU Headcanons -

LBGTQ+ Headcanons

Zeyner, Vine, and Lyra being GNC

Individual Headcanons -

Vailly Evans Headcanons

Toby Rogers Headcanons [Part 1] [Part 2]

Nina the Killer Headcanons [Part 1] [Part 2]

Lyra Rogers Headcanons

Eyeless Jack Headcanon [shitpost]

Zachary the Proxy Headcanons

Kate the Chaser Headcanons

Nurse Ann Origin Headcanons

Eyeless Jack Headcanons

Homicidal Liu Headcanons

Ship + Duo Headcanons -

SceneGothVaughnWork Headcanon [shitpost]

BlindHomicide Headcanon [shitpost]

Puppeteer + Nurse Ann Skit

SadieWalkerEvans Ship Chart

Lulu + EJ Headcanon

LosingInitialChaser Headcanons

GothVaughn Headcanons

Trouble Trio Headcanons

Being Friends With Creepypastas -

Being Friends With Jeff The Killer [with GN! Reader with Burn Scars]

Being Friends With Nina the Killer [with GN! Scene Kid Reader]

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #writing requests #please request #please i really want a request pls #slender the arrival

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nerdyenby · 5 months

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My fics

I don’t think there’s very much overlap between my tumblr and ao3 audience, but I do write fanfic!! I took a break for the month of November to focus on my original works as well as school, but I’m going to be easing back into regular updates (not super regular tho, I’m a full time college student and I work two jobs now lmao)

Multicolored Multiverse will be updating Sundays

She’s a multifandom chatfic that features spiderverse, miraculous, ninjago, and ducktales

Weather the Storm will be updating Tuesdays

A ninjago fic in which Morro comes through the rift in Day of the Departed and the ninja are in for a ride with their new roommate who also turns out to be Jay’s long lost brother

All the Ways We Do and Don’t Fit Together will be updating Wednesdays

A series of ninjago fics following the course of the show with lots of hurt/comfort and queer themes (with an emphasis on aspec and gnc identities)

The Avatar: The Prince will be updating Fridays

An avatar ninjago au because somehow there are next to none. I’m so hyped for this, getting to play with different versions of the ninja and messing around with the world of avatar has been an absolute blast thus far

More will be revealed in time, but keep an eye out for the following:

A series of (probably) oneshots in the same universe as Matters of Life and Death [mcyt]

The Infinite Present [mcyt- Limited Life]

The return of Taking That Risk, Start Learning to Live [nimona]

The continuation of It’s Not an Issue [mcyt]

#writers on tumblr #fanfiction #fanfic writers #beyond the spiderverse #miraculous ladybug #ninjago #ducktales 2017

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basalt-deltas · 8 months

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RULES WHEN REQUESTING

Requests are OPEN!

Fandoms I write for — Spiderverse, Valorant, Life Series, Hermitcraft, Critical Role, Hazbin Hotel

Spiderverse — Miguel O’Hara, Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar, Gwen Stacy, any of the live action Spidermen, Peter B. Parker, Spiderman Noir, MJ (Zendaya version only SORRY), Miles Morales (both of em) Valorant — Phoenix, Yoru, Cypher, Jett, Gekko, Omen, Skye, Nanobomb, KAY/O Vox Machina — Percy De Rolo, Vax'ildan, Vex'ahlia, Keyleth, Pike Trickfoot, Scanlan Shorthalt, Grog Mighty Nein — Caleb Widogast, Mollymauk Tealeaf, Jester Lavorre, Yasha Nydoorin, Beauregard Lionett, Fjord, Nott the Brave, Caduceus Clay, etc Hermitcraft — Just ask, I'm too tired to put all the sillies in here Life series — Again, just ask :thumbs up: Hazbin Hotel — Angel Dust, Alastor, Lucifer, Charlie, Vaggie, Adam, basically the whole cast

Reader — I’m best at male!reader, but I’ll also do fem!reader, gnc!reader, and trans!reader! Fear not, I am trans also!

Usual Genres — Angst, fluff, idk what does genres even mean. Punk Rock???

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What I will write!!

⇨ character x reader (2nd person, you/yours, no y/n) ⇨ character x character (I won’t do certain ships, ask me first!!) ⇨ canon or canon-divergent ⇨ headcanon scenarios ⇨ character headcanons ⇨ oneshots ⇨ platonic, romantic, or familial ⇨ multiple requests from the same person ⇨ poly relationships ⇨ make canon cis/het characters queer ! ⇨ reader/characters with mental illness as long as it’s not romanticising or Weird about it (??) ⇨ Suggestive / 16+

What I will NOT write!!

⇨ NSFW / 18+ ⇨ other people’s ocs (SORRY) ⇨ yandere or other kinds of abusive/toxic relationships ⇨ anything with substance abuse as the main theme ⇨ child!reader in fics, mentioning it in familial fics/hcs is okay though ⇨ suicide, self/harm. severe depression, or similar topics as the main focus ⇨ anything proship or illegal ⇨ anything disregarding canon LGBTQ identities (making a gay character straight, a trans character cis, etc)

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When requesting…

PLEASE BE AS SPECIFIC AS POSSIBLE!! Tell me everything you want, specify if you want me to take some creative liberties, please I am so bad with unspecific directions!!! I will not dm to clarify if you’re not on anon

You can specify if you want me to post your request anonymously or with your ask attached !! If you don’t specify, I’ll just assume yes and I’ll attach your ask

I will answer whatever question you have!! About pretty much anything :D

PLEASE just. Don’t be a dick. I am not being paid to write for you!!! And I do this on my own time!!!

To check if your request is being written/worked on, check my works in progress!!

Everything above applies to requests!! If I write something by myself that breaks the rules, it’s because I want to and I can

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LINKS!!

masterlist (none yet) | pinned post | works in progress (none yet)

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space-wedding · 2 years

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I want to kiss my best friend

A cute, short and fluffy Jaehee x gnc!reader oneshot, inspired by her valentines day DLC. This plays after her good ending! So be cautious of spoilers if you haven’t finished her route yet.

“What are we? Best friends. One would assume. Yet I think of holding her hand. Cupping her cheek while kissing her. Falling asleep next to her as I hold her in my arms. I don’t think this is what best friends are supposed to feel for each other.”

The sun shines brightly as you make your way down to the coffee shop. Every day that you get to work with Jaehee makes you excited. Jaehee... your best friend. She means so much to you. Her determination inspires you greatly. Her voice always brings you comfort and peace of mind. Everything about her is so beautiful. The way her lips curl when she smiles. The way she licks the spoon after mixing together ingredients for a new cake. The way her hand sometimes accidentally brushes against yours...

“Oh hey Y/N!” A familiar voice calls out. You are brought back from your daydreams.

“Jaehee! How are you? I see you started early!”

“Yes, the construction going on outside woke me up. I also had this great idea for a new cake I wanted to try out.”

“Ah yes. The -.” You cough, standing in the doorway, as dust from said construction finds it’s way to your lungs. “I don’t think we’re gonna get much business today.”

“Exactly! That’s why I decided to work on some new desserts. Do you want to help me?” Jaehee smiles at you. Oh how could you say no to a smile like this. You grab your apron and make your way over to the baking station. You look at her in awe. At the way she is focused at her task. A little bit of flour got on her nose. How the heck is she so darn cute? You’re blushing. Is it okay to feel those things for your best friend?

“How can I be of help, boss?” You joke. She chuckles.

“Mind grabbing the cake form and getting that buttered up? Also, try this!” She hands you a spoon with some cake mix.

“Jaehee! This is delicious!”

Her cheeks are turning red at your compliment. “Thank you!”

The noise of the bells attached to the front door of the coffee shop, startles you. You must have forgotten to lock it up. Someone is in the entrance, coughing and calling out for your names. A voice very familiar.

“Yoosung, it’s good to see you! What brings you here?” You ask.

“I was close by, running some errands for Jumin. Gosh that guy. ‘Yoosung get this, Yoosung do this’. it just never stops! But yes, since I was near, I thought I’d come see you!” He grins. Jaehee couldn’t help but chuckle at Yoosungs complaints. “Though, it seems you are closed today?”

“Yes, it’s incredibly dusty and loud because of the construction outside. Regarding that, we decided to close today. So we can start working on some new recepies!” Jaehee beams. “Would you like a coffee anyway?” She asks.

Yoosung answers: “Ah yes, I’ll take one to go. Jumin just texted me with even more work! Ugh.”. A sigh escapes his lips.

After handing Yoosung a delicious Cappuccino in a to go cup and saying your goodbyes, you make your way back to the work station. Jaehee was just about to put the finished cake mix into the oven. As she was bending down you couldn’t help but glance over. “Cute butt.”

“What? Did you say something?”

“N- no, nothing!” You try to hide your face out of embarrassment. Did you really just say that out loud?

“While the cake is baking, why don’t we restock everything? Now seems like a good time! Will you help me?” Jaehee asks, grabbing your hand. You smile, nod and quietly follow her to the storage room in the back of the coffee shop. The door falls shut behind you, closing with an unusually loud “Thud”, which makes both of you gasp. You reach for the door handle, twisting and turning it, to no success. “Darn it. Something must have fallen in front of the door, locking us in.”

“Oh no! How will we get out? Wait, do you have your phone on you? Maybe you can call Yoosung, he shouldn’t be far yet!”

“Good idea!” You reach into the pocket of your trousers, grabbing your phone and dialing his number. He picks up right away and the two of you have a brief conversation. “He’ll come back for us, it might take him a while though, as he seems to be stuck in traffic!”, you exclaim.

Jaehee sits down on the ground and motions for you to do the same. “Oh, I’m glad he’s coming to get us. Besides, I don’t actually mind being stuck in here, as long as it’s with you.” Your eyes widen at what Jaehee just said. She continues: “I feel like I don’t tell you that enough, but you really mean so much to me Y/N. You helped me build this coffee shop up from the ground, you gave me courage to leave my old job and try something completely new. You inspire me every day.” Her voice was so soft. Her lips curling into a slight smile. It felt like your body was moving on it’s own as you reached over to lay your hand in hers. She did not resist, but in fact held yours tighter. It felt like your heart was about to jump out of your chest. You were certain that Jaehee could hear it.

“You -” Your voice broke, but after taking a deep breath you continue. “You also mean a lot to me Jaehee. I’m so glad that we became closer. I think about you all the time, you make me so happy.” You take another deep breath before you continue. “Also, there is something I want to say to you. I am not quite sure how though.” Jaehee’s eyebrows quirk up as she turns her head to look at you. She’s clenching your hand just a bit harder, her cheeks rosy.

“Yes?” She asks, innocently.

You move closer to her, your bodies nearly touching. Your heart beating and heat radiating off of your body. You move your other hand up to touch her cheek. You lean in, slowly, slowly... and before you know it, Jaehee closes the gap. Her lips are soft and taste of chap-stick mixed with cake batter. It felt like your chest was about to burst open, electricity flowing through your body. A moment you wanted to last forever. The kiss is innocent, new, yet full of excitement.

*Knock knock knock*

“Are you guys in here?!”

A familiar voice brought you back to reality. You can’t help but laugh, looking at Jaehee. “Yeah we are, Yoosung!”

The door to the storage room opens.

“Thanks for getting us!” Jaehee sais.

To that Yoosung answers “I feel like I interrupted something here, I’ve been calling your names out for a while!”

Jaehee and you look at each other, blushing. “It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” You look at your girlfriend(?) before sending her a cheeky wink. “Besides, we can always continue where we left of.”

“Does anyone else smell something burning, or is that just me?”

“OH DAMN, THE CAKE!”

#jaehee kang #mystic messenger #jaehee x reader #jaehee x mc #mysme jaehee #writing by me #my writing #drabble #oneshot

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