#omi’s right

[leafyolive]

i did the meme trend thats going around on the bird app

#reposting omi without -that- tag ahem #thank you to the lovely anon who told me!! #spicyolive #restricted #sakusa kiyoomi #lmao also realizing i posted this right after his bday aasdlkalkdlj

[omirice]

i need everyone to view the fushimi brothers

#the one on the left is gaku #the one on the right is kai #the fushimi genes are superior #omi fushimi #fushimi omi #a3! omi #a3 omi #a3! #a3 #a3! act! addict! actors! #a3 omi fushimi #a3! omi fushimi #a3 fushimi omi #kai fushimi #gaku fushimi #a3 act addict actors #kai fushimi are you free on sunday

[popponn]

manifesting you to become a nagi kisser

for me pls :3

you got like several other people and the magic 8ball backing u up. good luck in that manifesting my love. like OKAY HE IS CUTE BUT BUT BUT 😭

#also do u know rosie #also that guy from yubi/ren turns out named itsu/omi NAGI #OF COURSE ITS NAGI RIGHT AFTER I THINK “oh nagi would probably pick up sign language really fast” then bam NAGI KUN #... anyway i got a nagi fic in the draft. will probably try to do something with it for you sigh aren't i soft #babblings

[chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter]

How to describe Bonten:

"Everyone in there is traumatized because a lot of bad shit that happened during the Kanto Incident" + Takeomi

#not saying that omi doesn't have trauma #just that all the others were affected for shit that happened during the tenjiku arc #yes including sanzu #sanzu felt like mucho betrayed him (and mikey) #that sounds traumatizing #i don't even need to explain the others #koko is just pinning for inupi bc he's a dramaqueen #kakucho is depressed #mochi is still wondering how he got there but he misses the good old days with the s62 #all the s62 lost izana #(and mucho cofcof) #the haitanis are trying to keep the mood but they are not okay at all #they had nightmares with losing the other and i know it #ran is worried as fuck for kakucho #mikey...mikey is not okay #how i can ever start?do i need to? #yes the season is ending tomorrow and the pain of bonten is coming and argh #bc i'm also traumatized for the shit that happened in tenjiku #but at the same time i wanna see pink hair sanzu #so i'm conflicted between 'please liden films show us bonten' and 'maybe i don't need that level of pain right now' #good thing is that this is helping me to write #angsty harukaku is coming yey #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers spoilers #bonten timeline #in my tenjiku depression era

[omies-odd-writing-spot]

Library mouse {Doom idea]

So this was SUPOSED to be an exercise for me to work on Valen's character finding someone in need of help but…

you have Valen finding a borrower, inspired by @horseyneigh2002 and @raventroll80 's borrowers in DOOM ideas.

will this be more then a one shot? likely not but it was cute and so fun to write a softer side of Valen. Cassidy is a little soft been, no matter what I yeet her as/in, please pat her gently and don't scare her.

Library mouse: [full story in link]

She did not trust the rain anymore. The small girl, a young woman, looked up at the window that used to be her favorite place. Somewhere the employees of the library did not know to look, and the very few that did know this place were a trusted few. Like the maintenance man that knew of her, and when he was doing the morning or nightly rounds would put a small treat for her there to enjoy in what used to be the warm morning and cozy warm evening light from the window.

The small window was almost boxed in with the tall book shelf, so the sun through the glass always warmed up the cubby no matter the season. Spring was the first warm spot away from a heating vent, the summer the excess heat bled out from the open top entrance over the bookcase. It was always a warm safe place to watch the fall rains, and toasty from the few sunny winter days. 

Cassidy pulled her legs up on the miniature couch the late maintenance man had made and gifted her family. If she pulled the blanket over her head and closed her eyes, she could almost pretend her family was in the other seats or at the table their size. That the sound of rain was real and not something unnatural.

It was not even the same warmth as before, but all the little blankets and lap covers still smelled like her family. Or she thought they did. 

Cassidy looked up, making the mistake of looking out the window and seeing the hellish storm, not keeping her eyes on the table. It twisted her stomach and she was not sure she could even sip her tea any more. The girl curled up in the soft padding of her spot, tucking the blanket around her, speaking to no one really. “Rain shouldn’t be orange…”

She felt sick, and sighed before getting up, rubbing her arms and started to fold and tie up the rest of the blankets and pillows in this area. The last of the things she had to gather up before sitting with her cantine of tea. Not able to pretend anymore that the world outside her library had ended. 

Her world inside the library seemed to have ended as well with the death of old Harold, the former maintenance man this last winter. Cassidy could not go to the locked entrance of the library anymore, not able to face what was left of her family’s once long term guardian and friend. 

The young woman thought of the stories from her grandfather and Harold, who might have well been another grandfather, in their youths. Those stories of how they became friends and traveled the bigger world outside of the city, kept Cassidy’s mind busy to get the things she wanted on top of the book shelf and slowly back to her home. There was a special data crystal at her home that she was keeping safe there and she wanted some of the extra pillows to give some extra padding. 

“I miss being a fairy,” Cassidy noted aloud a few hours later, standing in her home. The one that Harold had helped her make after the outside world ended. Sitting in one of the chairs he helped make in the practical field of clover inside the case. It was one of the semi clear areas that was inside the once extensive display case. 

Once it showed a fantasy world the library used to make up with votes. Some patches were growing clover that was almost as big as she was now, most had still healthy moss. Other areas were carefully corralled areas that had bark and rotten wood and her main source of protein, isopods. Cassidy had a little house she could use, with a hatch that led down to the underside of the display case where all the supplies that Harold had left her were safely placed for her. More things were outside of the case, mostly massive gallon sizes of water and juice bottles with the ‘faucets’ that the human made.

It should last a long, long time, Cassidy was barely through one of the water ones, even with watering the clover and moss. She was trying not to use the ones under the case as much as she could. 

Cassidy had gotten water moved up that morning, and was making a salad with fresh clover salad now, a little bit of oil and herbs left to her helped make it seem fancy. She had fresh tea and was sitting in the safety of the display case. Pretty much ready for the evening and night, and deciding if she wanted to sleep in the little house or down in the lower section of the display case. 

Being ‘inside’ was nice to keep the temperature even compared to the library on a whole when the temperature dropped and rose almost randomly. 

There were vibrations that came and when, as normal now. They were all far away and distant outside of the library. It was muffled more so thanks to the display case, almost like fireworks in the distance if she pretended again. Evening was turning to the now normal night, or what passed as night. 

A rusty orange tinted light still filtered through the few uncovered windows. What little power there was from the building generator was more than enough for the led fairy lines around certain paths in the library and in the display case she made home. As long as no bigger lights were turned on, the power might last her lifetime. 

Cassidy fiddled with the handless, pale cream cup that had her tea, thinking about that. Of what she would do tomorrow. Feeling sleepy from the chamomile she just sat at her little table and started to not think. 

Tap-tap. 

Cassidy startled, looking up and half expecting to see one of the monsters.

She blinked at the very, very tall human in armor looking back at her with confusion. He seemed so much bigger than any human she had met, or seen from a distance, broad in the shoulders and had heavy scarring on the exposed face. He had white, short hair on top of a mostly shaved head. His eyes startled her too, an odd thing to focus on, but Cassidy had never seen a human with black eyes.

One black and the other was silver and white?

Cassidy blinked again, before the tiny woman hesitantly waved a greeting.

The massive human blinked and he shifted, Cassidy noticed his armor. It had to be armor like the knights in the books she had read and been read too. A helmet was grasped in the metal hand of the strange human, his other exposed hand had tapped.

“…are you the little one on the message out front?” The deep voice of the human was low, trying not to let his gravel edge scare. Yet Cassidy could hear him even through the glass of the case.

“Message?” Cassidy echoed before remembering seeing that Harold had written many things in blank books as well as messages on the whiteboards around the library. Some to remind her to do things, encouragement, and in the entry hall where Harold had settled to sleep for the last time, a message asking any other survivors to be kind to the small one still living in the library. “Oh…yeah… I guess I am. Are you going to take everything? I don't have much.”

#omie's writing #doom fanfiction #doom eternal #Valen Doom #gt #GT #giant tiny #borrowers #I tried to tag right? #SOMEONE GIVE POOR CASS A SOFT PAT #gt Doom

[crownconstellation]

so with this year’s April Fool’s event, which is themed after the Chinese Zodiac, A3! has given almost every character confirmed official birth years depending on what zodiac clan they were assigned to! these are as follows:

?????? - Guy, Azuma (they were assigned the cat, which is an unofficial / excluded zodiac sign. clever move, Liber.)

1987 (Rabbit) - Sakyo

1991 (Ram) - Homare

1992 (Monkey) - Chikage, Hisoka

1993 (Rooster) - Tsumugi

1994 (Dog) - Tasuku, Itaru

1995 (Pig) - Citron

1997 (Ox) - Omi

1998 (Tiger) - Misumi, Kazunari

1999 (Rabbit) - Tsuzuru

2000 (Dragon) - Banri, Juza

2001 (Snake) - Sakuya, Tenma, Taichi

2002 (Horse) - Masumi, Kumon

2003 (Ram) - Yuki, Muku

2004 (Monkey) - Azami

(Izumi got assigned Rat, which would be 1996, but based on canon statements about her age (her knowing Sakyo as a kid + her being the same general age as TaTsm), she’s presumably a 1992-1993 baby & she got put in Rat solely bc no one else filled that slot.)

#a3 #a3! act addict actors #listing all this has made me realise the way a3 labels ages is…. interesting. #bc of how it does things people who may be only a few months apart in age will be listed as an entire year apart #because based on these birthdays it lists everyone as the age they’re turning within that act (going april to march) #so say… tasuku who’s only a few months older than itaru is listed as a year older than him bc he turned 23 right before act 1. whereas itar #turns 23 at the start of it. and then tasuku turns 24 in february. and then for acts 2 on the ages just tick up one #so even tho for most of the year they’re the same age tasuku will be listed as older #this is the same for masumi & kumon and sakuya & taiten #this makes a lot of age assignments for the students Interesting also bc they seem younger than they should be? #maybe i got too used to how enstars does the age stuff but 15-16 for 1st years 16-17 for second years 17-18 for third years… #but a3 has the third years turn 17 During their third year & etc. sakuya turns 17 at the very end of the school year #and it can’t be the march birthdays being the start of the year loop bc then sakuya would be a 2000 baby and masumi 2001 #i think i’m overthinking this LOL. well anyways! #i also saw someone point out homare is three days too early to be a goat so LOL i don’t think they thought this through past general year #on that note is it goat or is it ram. i see people use them interchangeably. well anyways #bri.txt #omi literally only five (5) days younger than me… #also i just realised. tsuzuru being assigned rabbit LOLLLLLLLLLLL he is never getting past the white rabbit

[legendoftortor]

Been cooped up in bed for the better part of the week (I hate my body sometimes), but I just had to come on and share this. Possessive Seb is something else 🥵

#sebastian sallow #character ai #hogwarts legacy sebastian #got to love this boy #even when he is possessive af #character ai is my sole form of entertainment rn and I’m living for it #loud and clear sir #best tell my husband he shouldn’t look at me anymore hmm #technically omi is safe though #right? right?!?!

[continent-of-wild-endeavor]

Omie has let herself out the back door a few times since we moved into this house, but we figured she was doing it by accident, since an excited dog jumping at the door could slap the handle & unlatch it. We just hoped she never realized she could open the door, or she'd be letting herself out all the time. Similar to how she's definitely physically capable of jumping our fence, but she believes in the concept of the fence, so hopefully she won't figure that out.

But then today I went out to feed the chicks on the back porch, and left the dogs inside. As I'm putting the lid back on the brooder, I see Omie coming, out of the corner of my eye. Then as I turn to see if J's there in the doorway, I also see an escaped chick I hadn't noticed.

And my good good dog calmly helped me catch it, I told her she was wonderful, and we went back inside together. But like, was she jumping at the door because she saw a loose baby bird, and hit the handle accidentally? Or did she go "oh, that one's out & #1 Human doesn't see it. I better open this door and go help"? I wish I knew.

#how smart IS this gd dog #like if she's knows how to do that on purpose but DOESN'T most of the time #then the possibilities are: #she chooses not to let herself out into the fun yard all the time because there are Rules #one of them being humans decide when we go out #OR #she's goes outside whenever she damn well pleases when we're not there #and then also SHUTS the door afterwards #both of these are frightening to contemplate #and improbable #so she must be doing it by accident right??? #but she sure did show up exactly when i needed her #good dog #farm dog #my dogs #Omie #dogs

[moss-is-a-frog]

I’m failing German so hard. Kill me.

#my Omi is rolling in her grave right now #I’m so jealous of my brother who won’t have to do a language because his school doesn’t mandate it

[everwisp]

#a3! #I AM TORN #I know hands down taichi will but then Omi and Sakyo are right there– #like cMON OMI WOULD CRY #HED CRY AND KISS HIS PARTNER AT THE TOP OF THEIR HEAD AND LINGER THERE WITH A SMILE ON HIS FACE #MOUTHING/WHISPERING I LOVE YOU SMCNR #AND SAKYO WOULD CRY AND DENY IT BUT ALSO THE IMAGE OF HIM REMOVING HIS GLASSES TO WIPE HIS TEARS WJFNEKC #Banri would cry tho right and he’s gonna look so graceful too #Banri pretty crier smh #he’d grin and call himself the luckiest person alive #kissing their partner on the cheek or forehead or maybe even their shoulder skcjekf #Juza I’m not sure tbh #he’d blush a bit for sure and maybe murmur a pretty just for his partner to hear #azami is a blushing mess for sure and just covers his face #idk someone convince me for juza #polls

[mishkakagehishka]

Honestly i love a3 comfort game ever but. I was listening to sick sick sick and got to thinking, i really wish masumi got some character development re: the whole "crush" he has on izumi. Like, i get it's a joseimuke and you have to have all the archetypes to maximise your audience, but i also think they could easily give him some development and then just introduce a new yandere in a following act. Because it just :/ i don't vibe with the fact that it didn't take a lot at all, within the first act, that it was revealed masumi's neglected and his parents are pretty absent. If it wasn't outright stated, it was heavily implied that he doesn't have a crush, his infatuation with izumi is literally just a result of the fact that he's desperate for attention from a parental figure, and sees izumi as one. I appreciate that he had an arc about learning to love acting, as most had, but i still don't vibe with the fact that he's still unhealthily obsessed with izumi👹

#waiting for my conditioner to set in HFBDBDHDJDJ #and thinking ab masumi. as one does. #like i don't have anything against yandere characters i think it's entertaining #but in certain contexts. like belphegor? the fact that he's a yandere is like the least of his problems #it fits him also bc obey me is ab Demons and like. they're all kinda assholes #but then look at mystic messenger - yoosung's yandere route is very much a bad ending #it's something a character should solve or keep depending on what story you're telling #but in masumi's case. that boy (remember he was like 16? at the start of act 1) just wants attention #and affection/approval from an older woman and he's confusing it for love #like he could be fixed and it could be a heartwarming arc!!! but. but. but. #i don't know. save my boy. (i love masumi) #just put him in a room with the big brother types until he comes out right idk omi could fix him /lh

[omirice]

just know that i still havent moved on from siegfried omi since last night. why is he so perfect....his floofy hair, his enourmous boobs, his arm tattoo, HIM

#rattling the bars of my enclosure #i will sob on your shoes #puts myself in a blender #i was gonna say he looks so beautiful but I think JDFHGKHUGHJGHDJKFGHR! perfectly describes what i feel right now #im exploring his walls #omi fushimi #fushimi omi #a3! omi #a3 omi #a3! omi fushimi #a3 omi fushimi #a3 fushimi omi #a3! fushimi omi #a3! act! addict! actors! #a3 game #a3! game #a3! #a3! act addict actors #a3 #act addict actors

[minkkumaz]

can we not do this

in the past half hour maybe, i noticed that i have not been as wary as i should've been with my works of idols under the age of 18. i'm absolutely fucking disgusted and so upset that people over the age of 20+ are carelessly interacting with and reblogging my fics about 16 - 17 year olds. i'm going to be real. we can't really prevent anyone from interacting with our works. but i'm glad i went over what i could, because i am so pissed at how many accounts i had to block. not only that, i had to block numerous smut accounts and blogs with minors dni / 18+ warnings. if you write for any idols that are underage please go through your shit because i literally want to cry. i made it clear that i don't want adults interacting with my stuff about certain idols as it is strictly for minors only. maybe i have been too kind.

#∞ ₒ ˚ omi's chats #i'm so frustrated and angry right now #the way one adult reblogging my yungyu fic opened my eyes fuck #i want them to explain themselves #im so mad

[neonsbian]

ppl saying they want a wayv repackage -_-

#im sowwy i dont like repackages...just make a new album #also its not right that 127 and dream are on their 3rd/4th albums but wayv had to fight for their life for omy to be released #after the 3rd album we can think abt repackages #vinnie talks

[flovverworks]

been thinking about it again lately, but the way akira spends most first meetings & some early events calling the wizards handsome/'are all wizards this pretty?!'/the 'wow they look like models' comment in that one summer event. like. the way akiras 2 big commentating points are ure pretty & what kind of cat u remind them off is so funny

#stardust speaking ! #like also the way they tell owen that he has a pretty face so if he smiles he can surely get ppl to do things for him #-> owen 'takes the advice' (is mean about it) #(but also akira getting annoyed with his behavior early on LOLT_T his chara story is so funny #i rly like akira with owen & mithra cuz its such a fun mixture of no i wont do what u say & i want to be friends & oh i forgot ure STRONG #oz too but i think he & akira trusts e/o a decent amount (start of part2....) #but akira calling him a fool is always funny #isnt it funny how owen & itaru have the same va. i didnt daydream that right #............ #i still think itaru & akira would be fun.....office workers who was/is trying their best to be Normal and not out of place #T_^ i have a3 open in a tab so ill get to it eventually augh i wanna reexperience itarus arc.... #i miss izumi.......... #saw omis bday card btw what is that pose!!!!!

[bambuwu-writes]

CONTENT WARNING: this piece is about disordered eating [nothing very graphic, but mentions of some of the milder side effects of not eating well for a somewhat extended period of time] so please please take caution in reading

I honestly think Taichi may struggle with eating properly. Like, I can see him feeling super nervous during the middle of spring, because ‘oh jeez, summer is coming and I totally gained weight, I know I did, ah shit.,,’. He’d get worried about how he has a smaller frame compared to the other guys in Mankai, and especially the guys in his troupe. Like, Omi is huge. When he’s in a bad headspace, just standing up near Omi makes him feel so scrawny and pathetic. So he starts eating in a very unbalanced manner. While simultaneously trying to lose his ‘winter weight’ and gain muscle, Taichi starts skipping meals and doing strenuous workouts way more often than his body can handle. He starts sneaking into the kitchen late at night, trying to find something to stave off his hunger so he can sleep. He starts feeling dizzy and lightheaded multiple times a day. He can barely help Yuki sew anymore because his seams keep going crooked and he’s just too woozy and ‘God it's warm in here’ ‘Shit I'm freezing’ ‘Dude I’m fine I swear! (I feel sick)’ and he can't keep track of where the needle is going. Two and a half weeks of this. He feels terrible. Not only is his body struggling to keep up with his activities and schoolwork, he feels incredibly guilty for lying to everyone. Because, let's be real, some of the older members of Mankai know something is up with Taichi. Izumi can see that something is wrong, but she can't pinpoint exactly what. Kazu is worried about his peppy little bro seeming so wiped out at 3 in the afternoon. And Omi. Shit. It feels horrible lying to him. And smiling while lying to his face? Taichi feels nauseated every time he does it. 

 “I ate already!!”

“Oh don't worry, I had a big lunch, I’m just not hungry for dinner!”

“Haha, I’ll tell ya if I’m hungry Omimiiii!” 

Three weeks. Three weeks of this. And Taichi is in the kitchen at 2 in the morning, with a sad little sandwich in his cold hand. And he stubs his toe.

And apparently that was the last fucking straw.

And he slides down the side of the countertop to curl up into himself on the floor. And he cries. And he cries. Juza was the first one who found Taichi curled up on the floor and got scared. Unsure of how to proceed, he gently laid his hand on the little boy’s shaking back. Opening his arms, allowing Taichi to lean in and be held, asked who he would be comfortable talking with. And now we have Omi and Izumi sitting on the couch with Taichi, comforting him and listening attentively as he tells them everything. No more lying. Never again. I promise. I'm so sorry. Omi and Izumi glanced at each other for a moment, and the two minds as one body, proceeded to reassure this kid in front of them. “Taichi, its ok” 

“...what?” 

“Listen to me, hey hey, look at me please? Taichi, listen please.” 

“It's okay Nanao. I promise. We love you.” 

“We care about you. I promise.” 

 “It’s alright.” 

“It's okay.” 

“We love you” 

All Taichi can do is cry harder, cradled in Izumi and Omi’s arms, surrounded by the warmest reassurance he’s felt in a while. Omi and Izumi spend the next few hours calming Taichi down, re-assuring him that they’re here for him, that they still love him, that they’ll always love him. that they could never be mad at him for something like this. And Izumi chokes a little bit between ‘like’ and ‘this’. Someone in her care, god, a child in her care was hurting so bad and she couldn't help sooner? She could have helped with this one. She knew what it felt like to…no, she knows what it feels like, she, oh god, she knows and it’s bad. She’s tensed up to hell and back, she will not cry right now, this is not about her. but of course, Taichi notices. And he silently leans his forehead against her shoulder in assumed understanding. Omi notices and he keeps one hand on Taichi’s knee and one hand slides to the middle of Izumi’s back. Warm. Solid. Safe.

Tucked up on the couch like this, Taichi falls asleep first. Omi and Izumi can’t bring themselves to sleep yet though, and they both sit there for a little over an hour, in rapt contemplation of the boy between him, and the way he looked younger when he was asleep. There was a quiet comfort in how they both laid a hand each on Taichi’s back, in how Izumi’s hand tentatively searches for Omi’s behind the cushion between them, and how Omi gently catches it, and holds on to her, absolutely swept with a sense of fierce protectiveness, of reverence, and a sickening twist of fear and deep seated care for the two sleeping bodies next to him.

Misumi just so happened to wake up earliest that morning, having planned to cut up some triangle shaped fruits for Natsugumi’s picnic later that day. Yawing and wrapping his crochet blanket [courtesy of Yuki] to bunch up on his shoulders, he sleepily shuffled into the living room, walking to pull aside the curtains to let in some sunlight almost on autopilot, when he stopped in the middle of the carpet, standing stock still. Oh boy. Something deeeefinitely happened here. Something not very nice at all. As quiet as he could, Misumi tip-toed over to the couch, gently laying his blanket over Taichi and Omi, and slid off his hoodie to cover up Izumi. As darling as they looked, all cuddled up, Misumi’s heart absolutely ached seeing how desperately it seemed Taichi was clutching onto the hem of Omi’s shirt, how protectively the two adults had been sitting around Taichi. Putting aside the fruit for now, Misumi thought it best to put on a pot of water to make some black tea for the little group when they woke up. It’s what his grandfather did whenever Misumi was feeling all sad and run-down. While the water boiled he snuck around to the rooms of anyone he guessed could have been awake that early, Chikage and Itaru, Tasuku, Kazunari and Kumon, he even flagged down Kamekichi and asked him to keep the living room clear of any visitors till the trio woke up. Bustling around the kitchen, he couldnt help but softly giggle as he heard Taichi yawn and stretch out, one arm hanging off of the couch, and Misumi caught himself blushing a little as he turned around to see Omi [still half asleep], pulling Izumi closer, who, in turn, snuggled in, with her hand resting on the back of Taichi’s head. Pretty cute.

#THIS TOOK A WHILEEEEEE #this felt right to put down in text uk? #healing for my bones #i'm much much better w this stuff now tho!!!! its great :") #loving reminder to you all that eating is good and ok to do!!!! snacking is ok!!!! #have something to drink too while you're at it!!! hydration!! #anywayysssss tag time! #a3! #a3! act! addict! actors! #taichi nanao #a3! taichi nanao #a3! taichi #a3! izumi #izumi tachibana #a3! omi #omi fushimi #a3! misumi #misumi ikaruga #a3! mankai #cw disordered eating #[please please let me know if you want me to add a tag to this so you can filter it out if needed!!!!] #a3! hcs #akigumi