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Hello!

ABOUT ME:

I’m an INTP like these anime characters.

I’m a 4w5 enneagram.

I have a blog for my OCs, if you like my writing, please check it out! 💜

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I KIN:

Ranpo (fitting seeing as he’s also an INTP)

Chuuya

Poe

Dazai

Nikolai (Mostly in that order)

I love writing relationship reveals, alternate universes, and sickfics.

I usually update my fics on Wattpad, Ao3, or Quotev first, sometimes I forget to put them here and there is a bit of a time gap, so if you want to check if a story has been updated and it hasn’t been updated here, check my Wattpad and Quotev account (both under the same username as here).

ABOUT THE BLOG:

This is a side blog!

I follow/like from my main blog @justmorebtsffs which I hardly use anymore because I joined Tumblr when I was really into BTS (I still like them, but BSD is my main thing now)

Check out my other BSD Blog dedicated to my fic The Untold Origins of the Port Mafia: @theuntoldoriginsoftheportmafia

Bottom spacer from @thecutestgrotto! I might use more of her spacers later, so if you see a spacer, it’s from her!

You can send requests, but they may take quite a while, because of how busy I am, and I can barely focus on the stories I already have. The updated schedule is when I feel like it. Sorry. Pls, keep me accountable for updating. If you’d like to ask about my ongoing works, pls do, it will help me remember to update them.

This is my first time really opening my ask box, so I’m really shy, lol.

CONTENT:

Fanfiction Masterlist

Want to see how an un-updated fic is doing, or see the formation of upcoming works? Check my FANFIC STATUS TRACKER!

(I’ve written a ton of fics so I just added the link to it here to prevent my intro post from getting too long.)

My Idea for a Dazai Osamu Animatic to the song Fireflies by Owl City

I’ll probably make a master list for my HCs as well sometime soon.

Bungou Stray Dogs Things

Mainly Fanfiction (Relationship reveals, AUs, Sickfics)

Some incorrect quotes

Headcanons

Attempted memes

Anime Music Video / Animatic Ideas

I write about BSD (Bungou Stray Dogs).

STORY HIGHLIGHTS:

The Untold Origins of The Port Mafia (20 / 30 chapters)

Tanizaki Junichirou Port Mafia AU (14 / 14 chapters)

Sicktember 2024

MAIN SHIPS:

Fitzgerald x Zelda (his wife)

Fukumori

Fyolai

Hawmitch (Hawthorne x Mitchell)

Kaji x Yosano

Odango

Ranpoe

Suegiku

SSKK

SKK

Tachizaki

I know some of these are unpopular rare-pairs and I do love Atsulucy and Kousano, but I picked the pairing I thought had the best dynamic, pls don't judge. (I think Kousano is cool af but Yosano and Kaji are 10x funnier)

SIDE SHIPS:

Akuhigu

Atsulucy

Higugin

Kousano

Kunikidazai

Mushiango

I think Kenji and Kyouka are cute together (as besties with small crushes on each other, cuz they're 14, or aged up) or Kyouka and Atsushi (aged up Kyouka or aged down Atsushi ofc).

What I DO write ✔️

- Relationship Reveals

- Sickfics (no emeto)

- Fluff

- AUs

- Violence (nothing too harsh, only because I’m not that skilled at writing gore)

- Character death (I've never written character death before, and I don’t really fancy the idea of writing it, at least not where the character stays permanently dead, but I might try it.)

What I DO NOT Write ❌

- emeto (throwing up may be mentioned but not described in detail.)

- smut

- x reader (reader insert or "your name”) I don’t judge, It’s just not a genre I like to write.

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THE TICK THAT DREW THE MAP OF THE WEST June 28, 2026

So the longhorn was a garbage animal. Stringy, mean, half-feral, descended from Spanish cattle that had gone loose in the brush country for a couple centuries and bred for survival rather than meat. In Texas after the war it was worth maybe three or four dollars a head, because there were millions of them and nobody to eat them. The local market was Texans, and Texas was broke. Up in Chicago or New York the same animal was worth thirty, forty dollars, because the Union had spent four years eating its way through the eastern cattle supply and the cities were short on beef.

That spread is the whole engine of the cattle drive. You don't need a tick to explain why a man would walk a cow a thousand miles to multiply its value by ten. The arithmetic does it.

What the tick explains is the SHAPE.

Because the thing about the longhorn nobody in the romance mentions is that it was a carrier. Centuries in the brush had given it a shaky immune truce with Babesia bigemina, a protozoan that lived in its blood and rode around on a tick that dropped off into the grass wherever the herd went.

The longhorn itself looked fine. Walked fine, sold fine, butchered fine. But the cattle it walked past, the fat improved Midwestern stock that had never met the parasite, those animals would start pissing blood and die at a rate that touched nine in ten. The Texans, reasonably, refused to believe their healthy-looking cattle were doing it. They took it to the Supreme Court in 1877 and won, on the entirely correct observation that their cows weren't sick. The cows weren't sick. The cows were Typhoid Mary.

(The disease disappeared every winter, too, north of a certain latitude, which baffled everybody for thirty years until somebody worked out that the tick just froze to death up there, no vector, no disease, the whole thing seasonal in a way that made it look like a moral judgment on Texas cattle specifically. It wasn't anybody's leading hypothesis that an insect was committing the murders. The leading hypothesis for a while was that the longhorns were poisoning the grass.)

So now run the two facts together. The cow is worth ten times more up north. The cow kills every other cow it passes on the way up north. What do you get?

You get a line.

You get a bunch of lines, actually. Quarantine lines, drawn and redrawn by Missouri and Kansas legislatures and eventually by the federal government, declaring that Texas cattle could not cross at all, or could only cross in winter when the tick was dead, or could only cross by rail if they were going straight to slaughter and never touched dirt that a local cow might later stand on. Missouri shut its border. Farmers formed Vigilance Committees (which is a polite nineteenth-century way of saying armed men) and turned the herds back at gunpoint. Kansas banned Texas cattle outright in 1885. And every one of those legal and shotgun-enforced lines was a wall the drive had to find a gate in.

The gate was the railhead.

This is the part that rewires the map. The famous cattle town (Abilene, Dodge City, Wichita, Ellsworth, the whole gunfighter pantheon) is not a town that grew up around ranching or water or gold or a river crossing. It's a point where the trail coming up out of the quarantine zone touched a railroad that could take the cow east to the slaughterhouse without it walking through anybody's protected pasture.

Abilene gets invented basically from scratch in 1867 by a man named Joseph McCoy who looked at the map, found a spot on the Kansas Pacific that was far enough WEST that the trail in from Texas could swing around the settled farm country and its quarantine, and built stockyards there. The town is a loading dock. The cowboy at the end of the trail, in the saloon, shooting the place up: he is a longshoreman who has just finished a shift, and the shift was getting the cargo to the one point where it could legally change from hooves to wheels.

And the cargo had to keep moving west precisely because the tick kept the settled east closed. As Kansas farmers spread and the quarantine line marched west with them, the railhead had to march west too. Abilene to Ellsworth to Wichita to Dodge, each town flaring up and dying back as the line of legal infection-free transfer slid across the state. The towns weren't competing on amenities. They were competing on being the current solvent point in a chemistry problem about where a tick could and couldn't survive the trip.

(Dodge City lasts longest because it's furthest out, last to get caught by the advancing farms, sitting out where the quarantine couldn't reach it yet. Its whole mythological career (Wyatt Earp, Boot Hill, the Long Branch) is a few years long and happens because of an agricultural-settlement frontier creeping toward it at the speed of homesteading. When the farms arrive, the party's over. The party was always a function of the farms not having arrived.)

So the geography of the Wild West, which towns exist and why they're where they are and why they boom for five years and empty out and why the trail bends where it bends, is not topography and not destiny and not the romance of open range.

It's the intersection of a price differential and a quarantine map. The price differential said go north. The quarantine map, drawn by the tick, said you may only go north HERE, and HERE, and now not there anymore, here. The cow drew the route and the parasite drew the borders and the men with the guns were just enforcing a public-health regime they didn't know was a public-health regime.

And it all gets zeroed out, eventually, the same way these things always do, not by a hero but by a logistics upgrade. They build the Kansas City stockyards and the packing plants, and then the rail net gets dense enough that the cow doesn't have to walk to the train at all, the train comes to the cow. Refrigerated cars mean you slaughter in Chicago and ship the meat instead of the animal. The long drive, the trail town, the whole apparatus that existed only to get a tick-bearing animal across a quarantine line to a loading point, it just stops being necessary, and the gunfighter towns settle down into being ordinary Kansas, dry and flat and law-abiding, within about a decade of their own legend.

The cattle tick itself they finally beat in 1943, dipping every cow in the South in arsenic for forty years to break the lifecycle. Nobody made a movie about the dipping vats.

Same as it ever was.

biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist

love that the FDA is the Food and Drug Administration. FOOD and DRUG. two very separate things lumped together in the same department. because yeah you get headlines like "FDA Busts Heroin Smuggling Ring" but also, crucially: "FDA Raid Seizes 1000 Gallons Of Contraband Raw Milk"

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Angelfish elise! Well an attempt of angelfish

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It’s odd how when you say that Mori isn’t a pedo people will point out that Elise exits.

Elise isn’t a child because Mori’s attracted to them, she’s a child because Mori wants to be a father but he can’t have kids when he’s the boss of the mafia, they’d be in too much danger.

Mori’s entire personality will change depending on his responsibilities as we clearly see with beast. Mori is the boss of the mafia, there’s no room for weakness or care. Enemies are everywhere and the only way to stay on top is to use the people around you as tools.

Mori in beast however, doesn’t need to be like that, he doesn’t need to see everyone around him as tools for the best of the city. He’s working with Children and his only responsibility is to care for those children. He can be a father and show he cares because that won’t be detrimental to anyone else.

Elise is whatever Mori wants her to be, her personality is based off Yosano’s because Mori likes fighting spirits and to see it in a child is wonderful. It shows that someone is strong willed and with Mori as the boss he needs a child who’s strong willed, but still, he’s not stupid enough to put an actual child in her place.

Elise in beast is compliant because she’s no longer a child, she’s an assistant, she has to listen to function. Elise isn’t a child because Mori can have actual children now and he’s more than happy to take any child into his care.