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yall ever stay up at night thinking about how if dazai had asked, chuuya would have probably left the mafia with him?

one of his defining character traits (at least in my opinion) is his loyalty. while at 22 that loyalty is awarded to the mafia, at 18 i would argue that chuuya would have bad a significantly stronger sense of loyalty for dazai due to their close relationship as partners with all that entails and as chuuya's only remaining friend around his age.

on top of that, it's cannon that chuuya didn't want to be a bad guy; he wanted to be on the light, but at that point he'd been in the mafia too long to back out. one could reasonably argue that, considering the weaker attachments between his position at 18 and his position at 22, the push of being asked by dazai of all people would have been enough to send him over that edge.

because chuuya trusts dazai with his life; and quite literally too. many hours have been dedicated within this fandom to discussing how much trust chuuya had in dazai at 18 (and in the current series timeline) to place his life in his hands every time he used arahbaki. and it's well earned. if nothing else, dazai can be trusted to save his own skin; if he says he's leaving the mafia no one has survived leaving before, he's leaving the mafia. end of story. and he's famous in the port mafia for his intellect; his plans within plans, every variable seen, every scenario worked from every angle. regardless of loyalty, of friendship, dazai's offer for a way out of the mafia is the closest thing to certain anyone would ever get.

and it's not like chuuya isn't bringing anything to the table for this escape plan either. ignoring the fact that he's already lived pretty much on his own on the streets in his time with the sheep, chuuya has been repeatedly and explicitly referred to as the strongest ability user in yokohama, and possibly in the world. add corruption to that mix, and subtly be dammed, if need be he and dazai could physically fight their way out of anything the mafia muster.

but then, of course, escape plans are harder with two people. it's harder to disappear in pairs, it's harder to blend in. it's bad to loose an executive and a genius, it's worse to loose the most powerful duo in the city. the port mafia would be fools to do everything in their power to hunt down the two of them. the heat would inescapable; there would be no telling if the city would even be habitable after making it out. and you can always count on dazai to save his own skin.

...no? just me?

[cheeseanonioncrisps]

I see your “Rocky swears like a sailor but only in pitches humans can’t hear/refuses to teach Grace what those words mean” and raise you “Rocky swears like a sailor and now has to explain to Grace that ‘bad bad bad’ isn’t actually a sequence you play on your Eridian speech piano in polite company.”

Grace is both horrified and amused to realise that a more accurate translation for what Rocky’s been saying is “shit shit shit”.

[cheeseanonioncrisps]

Eridian government representative: Greetings Rocky, Saviour of Erid, and Grace, Saviour from Beyond the Stars. We are pleased to welcome you home.

Grace, haltingly on the keyboard Rocky built for him: Wassup bitches. Fucking jazzed to—

Rocky: GRACE STOP TALKING NOW NOW NOW I EXPLAIN LATER

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what if i told you this happened to my good friend Doug Eiffel

[twstpollsofficial]

POPULARITY POLL ROUND 3 WINNERS BRACKET PT. 8

AZUL ASHENGROTTO v. LUCIUS

Azul

Lucius

Voting ended onJun 4

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Raven at the writing desk is a predator that allows members as young as 13 years old to be in her Discord Server where she talks about shirtless dudes

And wrote a non-con / rape fic about Epel and other nasty stuff

TW: mentions of Non-con / Rape, Pedophila and allowing kids into her Discord Server where she talks about NSFW stuff

Raven at the writing desk Callout

Raven at the writing desk callout TW: mentions of Non-con / Rape, Pedophila and allowing kids into her Discord Server where she talks about

Reblogs will help to bring awareness to the situation and her actions

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look flame me for this all you want but someone writting "nasty stuff" really isn't what people should be talking about.

allowing minors into a nsfw server (assuming it's actually nsfw) as an adult is not okay, obviously. that's a real issue and an instance of behavior that, wether or not it deserves a public callout, shouldn't continue. but i've taken a look at this callout doc, and even though you acknowledge that the fics aren't the worst part of it, half of the callout is still dedicated to personal issues with fics containing taboo subjects, and/or kinks you don't like.

at the end of the day, i think we all have to remember that characters aren't real people, and fics are works of fiction. it is not an inherently evil or morally reprehensible act to write about taboo subjects in a way that doesn't condemn them. the author isn't lobbying for real people to commit real actions through their work; if they were, it would be a whole different matter and a whole different issue, but it's still wouldn't be about the fics themselves.

i'm not saying that this person's actions shouldn't be criticized, (actively not, in fact, if you read the beginning of this post) but going after someone because you don't approve of what they write is a perilous path to tread in general, and cheapens your warning about the actual problem.

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(minor, i'd say, book 6 spoilers)

personally, i like to believe that idia simply has no immune system. like less than none. my boy could be killed by the common cold no joke.

because if you think about it, how was he ever supposed to develop one? the island of woe is supposed to be a super top secret facility/place and idea seems to have grown up there. the only people he would have ever come into contact with would, presumably, be his parents, ortho, and the researchers. now, i don't know about you, but from what we've seen of the researchers and the general level of security for styx, i don't think it's going too far out on a limb to say that the researchers probably live on the island of woe as well either little reason to leave. now, combine this very isolated small community with the fact that, on a purely vibes based level, styx seems like the kind of place to undergo extreme automated cleanings to keep everything sterile at all times (especially given that it's a research facility, and considering how the overbloters were put through a decontamination shower when the arrived as well) and i don't think that before going to nrc idia had ever been exposed to any sort of germ in his life. like, from where was he supposed to find them? they live under the sea--all of their air is most likely filtered before it enters the facility. there is no natural dirt. he had no hope.

all i'm saying is that humans aren't exactly born with an immune system; most of our early one comes from nursing and our mother's antibodies, but after that? it's all exposure based.

so anyway the moral of the story is that i am of the firm belief that within minutes of arriving at nrc idia was rendered bedridden, and remained so for at least three months. he almost died twice and the nurse was really freaked out about it because the last time they'd seen someone with this little natural immunity to common illnesses it was when the prince of briar valley had asked them what a vaccine was with all seriousness. (but that's a story for another day)

also, on that front, would idia even know what being sick was?? like at some point with such a hermetically sealed environment, people just. wouldn't get sick. was the first time he ever caught something literally at nrc? i mean, intelectually he'd probably be familiar with the concept of illness (if for no other reason than it's probably come up in a fair few dating sims and shows) but if he's never experienced it himself, i think his first thought, upon coming down with a cold, would be something along the lines of "i'm dying???? i'm literally dying?????" with a lot of dramatic flopping involved. he probably started dictating his will to ortho right then and there and sending out a mass text alert. azul totally made fun of him for it next time they met up in class. (in his defense he lowkey was dying)

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(some book 6 spoilers)

yall ever think that maybe its not just social anxiety that makes idia so quiet at school? his curse burns blot, that's what makes him so suited for the isle of woe. in fact it's what keeps him there, seeing as without blot to burn, the curse goes after magic, and we know that in TW once your magic is all burnt up, you die. in a way, magic is almost like a life force.

i've just been thinking lately, that it must be so exhausting for idia to be at school, then.

oh sure, he generates his own blot (instantly burnt) during lessons and classes with practical elements, and the argument could be made that with students around him also generating blot the curse could snack on them. but if that was the case, wouldn't that mean idia could go anywhere so long as there was minor magical activity there? given the fact that it's emphasized just how trapped the entire shroud line is on the island of woe in the long term, it makes me think that ambient everyday blot can only do so much, especially when everyone is using magic pens and mage stones to help absorb their blot.

perhaps, then, when idia sends his tablet to classes in his stead, it's not just because he doesn't like social interactions. maybe it's because he's simply exhausted. maybe the curse has been relentless that particular day, and he physically cannot bring himself to leave his bed. maybe he isn't loud at school because it feels like he hasn't slept in days, though in reality he just woke up from a nap. maybe he's louder on the isle of woe like vil comments in book six, not just because he's more comfortable here on his home turf, but because for the first time in a along time his body isn't literally eating itself from the inside out. maybe ortho attends classes with idia not just to emotionally support him, but to help if he starts blacking out, slipping him small snacks and water bottles filled with electrolytes, sugar, and vitamins, to subtly support his brother if his legs start to shake.

idia's social anxiety is a large part of his character, obviously, and there's so much to be said on the topic; however, i think for how interesting the physical implications of the curse are, it deserves to be talked about more.

(this is also a long winded way of saying i want to see more (or really, anything) about disabled idia)

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(some book 6 spoilers)

every day i think about idia creating ortho. can you imagine the pain? you've lived your life fully aware that you are alone, you will always be alone; there will be no friends, (at least, no one close) and you can never the island you were born, lest your life be forfeit. there is only you. you, and your brother: your best friend, your only friend. during your first and only bid for freedom, your attempt at freedom, he dies. he dies and it's your fault.

but you are a genius.

you build another brother.

you do not so much as replace your lost brother as resurrect him; crafting his body and soul with your own hands. you restore him, as it were. you give him the same name, for what is he but the extension of the brother that was? he is your brother. full stop.

and maybe he could have been that; your brother without modifier. but his blood are the circuits and his mind a string of ones and zeros, and he breaks as all machines do. you repair him. you were but a child when you built him, your talent is still growing, and this is your magnum opus, HE is your crowning achievement--as di Vinci returned to the Mona Lisa, how can you not return to him? you tinker and code and update and build, he is under constant construction; you do not build him to resemble the perfect human but a boy wearing a suit. you keep his eyes and his hair, just like yours, so you may show the world you are family, but never do you allow yourself to believe he is human. you remake what is lost but you stay firmly mored in reality. is it not painful? is it not devastation itself to insist upon cold consciousness, clinging to a memory with eyes wide open, you drag it with you everywhere.

perhaps it is a form of penance. a lucid dream.