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thisisasafezone0 · 8 months

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°˖✿˚⋆ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓 ⋆˚✿˖°

CHAPTER FOUR — SweetLies —

third person pov

⚠︎°｡(DISCLAIMER : CONTAINS A MENTION OF SUICIDE AND MURDER) ｡°⚠︎

The rest of psychology was not that bad in Y/N's opinion. She had asked Oko about his occult book that he started reading halfway through the icebreakers, leading to him rambling for about twenty minutes. The last minutes of class were spent with Oko apologizing for 'wasting her time' and Y/N assuring him it was fine. Long story short, the two exchanged numbers and Oko was very flustered when he left the classroom.

'Amao didn't tell me where to meet him, so I should probably check the cooking club first.'

Y/N gathered up her things quickly, almost stepping out of the room before Mr. Kina called her to his desk.

"Sorry, dear, but I heard you are also new to the school, correct?" The h/c-ette nodded as confirmation. "I was told by the guidance counselor to remind you to get to school early tomorrow for your meeting. Do you know where her office is? If not, I have a map of the school I can give you," the pink haired male smiled at her.

"I appreciate the offer, but I have my own map, thank you." Her teacher hummed in understanding and Y/N took that as her cue to leave. "Have a good day, Mr Kina." She waved and exited the room, knowing Nemesis was following her.

The cooking club was on the first floor and her classroom was on the second. How convenient that it was right next to the staircase she went down. She saw Osano standing right outside one of the doors, him angrily looking at his phone. Right before she opened her mouth to talk to him, his ringtone, a catchy J-pop song, started to play and he rushed off through the hall.

Nemesis walked beside Y/N and glanced at her. "That was certainly strange, wasn't it?" Y/N glared at him in return. The h/c-ette knocked on the closed gray doors, Saki answering the door.

"Oh hey, Y/N! Are you here to join the cooking club?" Her bright smile nearly blinded the aforementioned girl. As Y/N was about to respond, she heard her best friend exclaim her name.

Taeko Yamada swiftly walked up to her, intertwining their hands. "Saki, she's not here to join, Amao said he would give her a tour. I would come with, but I have to walk Hanako home today," the ravenette pouted, sighing dramatically. "I need to make sure that he doesn't get lost. You both know how he is."

"I didn't know you were in the cooking club, Tae." Y/N tilted her head at the thought of Taeko not telling her something as important as that.

"No, I'm not, but Osano is. Sometimes I stay here during club activities so we can walk home together. Speaking of," the ravenette's head poked out of the club doors and turned, her eyes looking for someone. "Where is Osano? I swear he was just out here."

"He left to take a phone call, it seems." Nemesis responded from behind Y/N, Saki jumping at how he suddenly appeared. "If this is the cooking club, why do I only see pastries on the counter?" The girl with teal hair sighed, her cheeks beginning to grow pink at Nemesis speaking to her.

'Hmm. How interesting. I'll have to ask about that later.'

Suddenly, a shout was heard from down the hallway. Nemesis wrapped his arm around Y/N's waist, pulling her into his chest as he stepped back. Hanako Yamada, the disturber of peace, flopped on the floor after trying to tackle-hug a certain h/c-ette. He groaned loudly as his face pressed against the tiles.

"Hanako! Oh my god, are you hurt?" His sister stepped forward and helped the boy up. "Alright, you aren't. But you could've gotten yourself or other people seriously hurt. Luckily Nemesis got Y/N out of the way, or she would've been on the floor with you." Taeko slightly glared at the fact that Nemesis was still holding Y/N, his arm having loosened its hold. Hanako muttered an apology, his face also falling at Y/N and the man behind her.

"Yeah, thanks, Nemesis. My hero." Y/N awkwardly chuckled and stepped away from him, right as the concerned cooking club leader popped out of the room.

Amao Odayaka did not look very pleased at the sight of the four students in the hall. He sighed and beckoned them into the clubroom with a weary smile.

"Can't say I didn't expect Taeko's sibling to already be causing trouble," the brunet chuckled. The first year in question hung his head and trudged into the cooking club.

Y/N followed immediately after, but not before another club room caught her eye. One of the doors wasn't shut properly, showing what looked to be a large pentagram in the middle of the floor, surrounded by unlit candles. 'Must be Oko's club.' She smiled at the thought. The occult club and cooking club being near each other was definitely strange, given the opposing aesthetics.

The cooking club room was entirely pink, it made sense that Osano had joined. Even the utensils and stand mixers were pink. It was almost blinding. All of the members with their either bright or pastel colors fit in perfectly. And then there was Nemesis, who was scowling and squinting at the whole room, not trying to hide his disdain for the interior decorating.

The members were all sitting at a table (pink, of course, are you seeing a theme here?) and sharing what looked to be a tray of calamari. There were only two girls, including Saki, which Y/N found to be odd. 'Isn't Amao Odayaka one of Akademi's golden boys? Don't a lot of girls like him?' She was brought out of her thoughts when a black haired girl waved at her and smiled.

"So, Y/N, these are all the members besides Osano and Raibaru Fumetsu. Kokona was in the club last year, but she preferred drama club, sadly." Saki wrapped her arm around Y/N's shoulders, a grin stretching from ear to ear. "I know you could choose something else, but I think it would be nice if you joined. Right Ajia?" Saki's eyes fell onto the same ravenette that waved.

"Oh, me? Yes, it would be cool to have another girl around. I am only a first year, though, so I don't know if I have any say." The girl sheepishly smiled and looked back at her plate, fingers fiddling with her utensils. "Would you like any octodogs? We just made them." Y/N's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, looking at Saki to explain.

"Right, you don't know what those are." Ajia murmured an apology, Y/N waving it off. "They're just hotdogs we cut into the shape of octopi." The h/c-ette glanced at Nemesis, who subtly shook his head. She politely declined and moved out from her place under Saki's arm.

Amao cleared his throat from where he was leaning against the counter. "We better get going if we want to see the whole school before club time ends." He bit his lip, the corners of his lips turning upwards. 'That's ho-', Y/N's thought was interrupted by a ginger barging into the room.

"Y/N, you're still here! Now I can show you around." He was panting, probably having run around the school looking for her. The other club members glanced between the two, smirking. Amao quietly protested that he, in fact, already said he was going to.

"It could be a group thing," Taeko smiled. "Hanako still doesn't know his way either so we can all go." She looked around at her friends in question, Y/N agreeing. Osano glared lightly at the male with brown hair but sighed and reluctantly nodded. Hanako grabbed Y/N's hand and began to drag her out of the room.

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"This is the nurse's office."

"Yeah, I'm sure they could tell due to the sign right next to the door." Osano rolled his eyes at Amao, who, in turn, huffed and faced away from the ginger. Taeko and Hanako warily glanced over while Nemesis and Y/N didn't try to hide their stares.

The group hadn't gotten far - they were still on the first floor - since Osano kept bickering with both Amao and Nemesis (even though the latter hadn't said a word). Luckily, the brunet tried his best to keep the party going and they had made it fully down one of the hallways. Taeko steered the group into the courtyard.

"Oh, and here's where Taeko reads, like a dork." The ginger scoffed and put his hands on his hips, glaring at the aforementioned girl. Y/N nervously laughed and placed her hand on Taeko's shoulder.

"I think it's nice that she's an academic. It makes her more pleasant to talk to, unlike some people."

'Oh my god, did the sweet baker boy just throw shade? What is happening right now?'

Taeko smiled and appreciatively nodded at Amao. "I quite like reading. Osano, you only read what's required, which is why you don't like it." Osano made a few noncommittal noises but ended up slouching and walking away, the others following behind him. "He gave up because it's true," the ravenette whispered to Y/N, the two giggling.

"I heard that!"

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The tour, in Y/N's opinion, started to get boring once they got halfway through the second floor, after passing by the martial arts club. But the tour went on. Nothing had particularly interested Y/N. She could join the science club like her mother had, but what if the members didn't like her? She already cooked at home, so there was no need to do it as an extracurricular. Sewing, art, music, drama, occult, and photography. Wait... photography?

Finally on the third floor, Y/N stared at the closed doors in front of her while the others walked past the club, not bothering to explain. There were people in it, she could hear them. Her curiosity got the best of her and she knocked.

"Y/N? What are you doing?" Hanako skipped over to her and beamed. His black eyes fell upon the sign as he mouthed the words. "Oh! I didn't know you were interested in photography!"

She wasn't interested in photography. Prior to moving, she had exchanged emails with Megamo Saikou and he had told her to be wary of this club in particular. While, of course, they were only normal students, they were far too adamant about finding out the supposed murderer's identity. There had only been one corpse found on campus. Toga Tabara, found near the dumpsters, head split open, shoes left by the railing on the roof. People outside Akademi assumed he committed suicide. The students knew better. Toga, a boy so concerned about his future that he joined every club, wouldn't give it all up. The photography club, being their perceptive selves, decided to ditch being lazy and get on top of that supposed case. Due to them investigating, Megamo didn't want Y/N to slip up and have the club find out that they were to be married. Coincidentally, Info had told her the same thing about them.

'How strange that a lone hacker and the heir to a tech company could have the exact same opinion on a group of students. Disregarding the fact that Info used to be a student here, it's too close.'

A blond male answered the door, knocking Y/N out of her thoughts. Hanako had completely changed his stance and the others were now closer, meaning it took a moment for this guy to answer the door.

"Sorry, we aren't accepting new members. I hope you understand." The boy's pale blue eyes stared into Y/N's. She raised an eyebrow and tilted her head.

"Oh, is it because it's the beginning of the year? Other clubs are taking in new people." She knew why they didn't want new members, but she wanted to hear his excuse.

"No, we are just choosing to stay as a group of five. We work the best that way." Before Y/N could get another word, he closed the door. She sighed and looked at her fellow students. Amao shrugged, as did Osano. Taeko just scratched her neck and laughed nervously.

"It's probably nothing personal. Maybe they're just in a bad mood. It is only the first day, after all." Hanako nodded along with his sister's statements.

"They're losers, anyway. You're too good for them, n/n." Osano's cheeks grew a few shades of pink upon realizing what he said. "Platonically, of course, not that I needed to say that, since it's obvious that I would-" The ginger was cut off by Amao placing his hand over the other boy's mouth and shaking his head while chuckling.

"Stop rambling and let's continue the tour, shall we?"

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sorry it took almost a month, I've been busy with school and haven't had tons of ideas but that should be clearing up soon <3

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artekai · 3 months

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Even if it doesn't make sense to anyone but me.... I have to write a Dailah x Kina fic

#for the themes and motifs. you know.#genuinely tho i have a good explanation for it. and for the ways in which they could find common ground and help each other process things #i was just hit with a wave of feelings about kina's potential and her trauma and the way the narrative treated her.....#*gasp* the oc x canon week is coming up tho. i should make something for them then #ramble #oc tag

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rottingambrosia · 6 months

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so i went a lil crazy last night and wrote a really random rambling thingy about the striders its also kina jokey but eh i had fun

ANTIS DNI ION WANT YOU PERVIN UP MY INSANITY ALR???

tw for mentions of abuse, self deprecation, death, incest, stridercest, pseudo incest, massive spoilers, etc.

lil cal right? hes fucking insane. because lil cal is literally just like a peice of caliborn trapped in a fucking puppet and in the beta bro protects that puppet seen when rose throws dream lil cal out the window and he lands on bros hoverboard thingy and arrives on the metoer like place where john is, doing his weird ectobiology bullshit to ensure that lil cal will arrive on earth with bro because bro has had lil cal his entire life and that lil cal is not "empty" so says dave when he speaks with dirk because dirks lil cal, who he also grew up with, was "empty" because caliborn had not yet "corrupted"(?) lil cal which is why bro is such a dick to dave and i think thats also why bro expected dave, seen when daves meteor lands on earth and bro is prepared with a tiny pair of shades and im over here thinking like their universes were obviously combined like this entire time but (now i might be wrong i dont completely remember) but they all entered the game in 2009 right? (i dont think so but i dont remember :/) but the alpha kids entered the game ast the age of 16 not 13 ok wait no i remember now they entered while the beta kids were doing their 3 year journey to the new server but they(the alpha kids) had to wait nearly a year, but thatrs fine because jane mentioned that it was 'approximately 3 years'. bak to the topic of the striders dave says that bro was like a robot and that he only realized what real affection was on the meteorand i dont think he wouldve neccesarily noticed this in the case of the doomed timeline because in the doomed timeline vriska wasnt there to stop rose from drinking, terezi from becoming kismesis' with gamzee, blah blah blah. so vriska indirectly helped dave realize his trauma and he couldnt really talk to anyone on the metoer about it because most of them were trolls and then rose would probably be some sort of overbearing and dave probably didnt even really completely acknowledge it until he met up with dirk. then dave killed dirk.dave killed dirk and then brought him back to life. the version of his brother that he could actually bond with and who agreed with him that if he 'went unchecked would probably end up like that' dirk is (in my opinion) incredibly self destructive. he is constantly surrounded by a splinter of himself, constantly reminded of how "terrible" he is. he made a robot of himself to beat up the guy he liked. dirk (both beta and alpha) has sort of died more than the rest of them???? bro died to jack noir, dirk was decapitated himself multiple times, he nearly killed lil hal. his class is literally destroyer. he hates himself so much (and i love it) then theres their shades. eyes are often referred to the soul and ALL striders wear shades. bro, dave, dave alternates, lil hal, davesprite, davepetasprite, dirk, dirkbot, arquiusprite, etc. etc. etc. i think this alludes to them feeling vulnerable. bro is controlled by lil cal. dave was abused. lil hal is an ai and people often overlook his sentience. davesprite was also abused by bro and is literally from a doomed timeline AND becomes a sprite which means hes also similarily overlooked. it is insane how often the striders are sort of over looked by the other characters but i think they WANT to be somewhat overlooked hence why they use insane amounts of irony, sarcasm, etc. its because they want to be overlooked especially dave but at the same time theyre incredibly egotistical, especially dirk. AND THATS WHY I THINK THEY WOULD BENEFIT FROM STRIDERCEST BECAUSE DIRKS (SOMEWHAT) TONED DOWN IRONY AND EGO CAN BENEFIT FROM DAVES VULNERABILITY AND MORE OPEN HEART AND VICE VERSA BECAUSE DIRK COULD BENEFIT FROM KNOWING WHAT IT'S ACTUALLY LIKE TO BE AROUND THE BROTHER HE IDOLIZED BEHIND A SCREEN HIS ENTIRE LIFE (REFERENCE TO HIS TATTOO) AND DAVE COULD BENFIT FROM KNOWING WHAT ITS LIKE TO LIVE WITH A DIRK WHO ISNT "POSSESSED" BY LIL CAL AND

# ***THAT***

IS WHY STRIDERCEST IS THE BEST

and thats the end of my insanity. for now. itll come back when i finish watching the 17 hour long creepypasta iceberg video (its an iceberg video but in the video the guy calls it an island...because theres so much of creepypasta so clearly an iceberg isnt big enough(even though i watched kwites iceberg iceberg video and am well aware of how big they can be(i love kwite hes my comfort youtuber/streamer)))

or until i watch another homestuck analysis video

#homestuck analysis #striders #dave strider #bro strider #dirk strider #proshippers please interact #proshipper safe #proship #stridercest #antis dni #strider analysis #im insane

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wizisbored · 2 months

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Saw you say you were still going insane about Running Iron. Is there anything else you’d like to share about it since it’s on your mind so much? 👀

yes.

a significant point about the running iron is that im going to be writing it in american english. theres a number of reasons i usually write fic for american media in british english that i wont get into right now but since im chosing to make this one about the american old west i thought it would just be too at-ods with the genre. like, usually in my fics the character/setting being american isnt really that significant but in this one it is. the authors notes, tumblr ramblings, and my lore document will all still be in my usual dialect (tho this might change for the lore doc). this also means that for the first time in several years, im going to have a beta reader, purely to check my dialect - im sure theres differences i have no idea of.

anyway, that quick note ended up longer than planned. in other news, ive been building up a lore doc to flesh out the 'western but with centaurs' setting, so im going to grab an entry and then explain how it applies to the story.

lore doc entry: brush boxes

For the purposes of grooming, almost every centaur owns a personal brush box, and they are considered important cultural items. The box itself is most often made of wood or leather, and the contents will vary slightly based upon the preferences of its owner. However, they are not intended for use by the owner. Due to the shape of a centaur and their inability to comfortably reach all areas of their body, they rely on their herd to groom them, and so will use the grooming partner’s box for them. It is a reciprocal task, often with both centaurs grooming one another simultaneously. Usually this will be family members, but for those on the move it is not uncommon for two centaurs who met that evening in the saloon to groom one another.

The most common contents of a brush box include:

Hoof pick, sometimes having a secondary smaller point for the fingernails

Nail clippers

Curry comb

Dandy (hard) brush

Body (soft) brush

Wide bristle brush for mane and tail

Comb (more common for those with feathers)

Scissors (for those who like to keep mane, tail, feathers or beard trimmed)

Razor (for stallions who prefer to be clean shaven or feathered taurs who shave)

Soap and washcloth and/or sponge

Small water basin, usually only slightly smaller than the box with other items placed inside

Ties or wraps for hair, tail and feathers

so, in the running iron, lydia of course packed her brush box when she left the maitlands. shes never done grooming with someone other than her parents or foster parents before and is still a bit unsure of living with beetlejuice so she doesnt ask him, but he sees her struggling to pick her hooves and offers because hes kina desperate to interact. lydia accepts but does the polite thing and asks for his box to reciprocate. he doesnt have one. he lost it a while back, and has trouble finding people to groom with. explains why whats left of his tail after it was trimmed is so fucked up. so, they share Lydia's, on the condition that he cleans everything. and that's the arrangement they keep.

#railway taurs au

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