#<- i think evil uno should '' i love you so much i have to do this'' hangman and simply seize control of him. ♡

[vaguely-concerned]

Ever since watching The Wire for the first time, my brain has doggedly kept working away at the Especially the lies of it all, and specifically at how much the structure beneath the different stories Garak tells contributes to the overall meaning of what he’s trying to say. While the contradicting narratives of course expertly obscure the factual circumstances of his getting exiled, using them also allows him to tell aspects and facets of the emotional truth I don’t think he ever could have, if he’d simply told the actual story of what happened. (It’s very Varric-core of him honestly.)

The first story — the ‘oh, you think you know me?’ story — says I have done things that would sicken you if you knew any detail of it. It’s clearly meant to scare Bashir away so he’ll leave him to die shamefully in peace already lol. But it’s also one of his (probably much-needed lbr) little lessons to Julian that are so frequent in the beginning, given while Garak still has some hold on himself — “Don’t be so quick to forgive me if you don’t even know what I’ve done; what would you do if this really were the sum total of what I am?” (And Julian seems to surprise him by going ‘Well, exactly the same thing, because no matter who you are I am a doctor. But I sort of take your point.’)

The second story — the letting the orphans go story — says I have failed to smother my soul in its cradle when it was required of me, and I regret that more than anything I’ve done. To my ears this is the one most shot through with active self-loathing too, which is interesting. He’s officially lost the control he’s been clinging to and it’s about to get ugly. His TL;DR is ‘Sentiment is the greatest weakness of all’, even all the way back here. (Which is the one lesson Julian steadfastly refuses to learn, which I think in turn does some serious rearrangement of Garak’s soul over the course of the show haha. Get uno reversed into the process of loving and being loved without shame asshole.)  This is also where he builds up to admitting to having any sort of need for companionship or closeness at all and — so much worse — that Julian’s role in his life actually has fulfilled some of that need, and he’s DRIPPING with defensive venom over it b/c well I get it Garak vulnerability is scary it can take a person like that. 

(I also feel there’s something honest and forbidden in ‘Suddenly the whole exercise seemed utterly meaningless’. I suspect ‘actually… why the fuck are we even doing this???’ is not a welcome sentiment in an Obsidian Order water cooler environment, no matter what you’re saying it about lmao. The very first seeds of him deconstructing the things he’s been taught about Cardassia and his work might be hinted at here, though they of course take a looong time to come to any real fruition.)   

The third story — the ‘Elim was my best friend’ story — says hey, remember that thing you said once, about how sometimes, you have to be loyal to yourself before you can be loyal to anything else? Well. guess what. I couldn’t even be that lmao. It also furthers that thread of being divided from yourself, split, that having ‘Elim’ as a separate person around in all versions of the story brings in. He’s in control of himself again, but he essentially hands his life and soul over to Julian to decide what should be done with them. 

I’ve done horrible things and it finally caught up with me, I’m getting what I deserve → I let sentiment master me and the fact that I’m too weak to do what’s needed of me shames me more than the evil I’ve done → I fucked up. I betrayed myself and everything I held to, all for nothing, and I have no one to blame for it but myself. But it’s very nice that you’re here anyway, Doctor. (Wow. I didn’t realize quite how isolated and lonely that last one was before right now. The way Tain has shaped him really has just… locked him completely into himself, huh.) We can also see a movement through from a completely professional context in the first story, to an intensely interpersonal and internal context in the last one — even his fake stories spiral in towards intimacy, which I think is what he longs for here even if he can’t quite like. Touch that without the stories as a buffer yet, it’s clearly like touching a hot stove for him to interact with it too directly. 

And you know what I find incredibly interesting the whole way through? Even on his deathbed, where he’s dying from the thing Tain had put in his head, he’s protecting Tain. He puts all the blame for where he is on himself (‘My future was limitless, until I threw it away’), even if he has to employ a strange twisty logic where he’s split himself into two to do it. Don’t get me wrong, Garak has done horrific things all on his own haha, but it’s notable that he almost isolates Tain from that. ‘Tain was the Obsidian Order. Not even the Central Command dared challenge him. And I was his right hand.’ Tain in Garak’s stories is this infallible implacable weirdly distant figure, even now. Indeed, as will make a lot of sense with the revelations further down the line, more than anything it seems the gaze of an abused child desperate for recognition looking up at an idealized (if not in any way nurturing) parent.‘He was retired at that point; he couldn't protect me’, Garak says, as if what he’d need protection from in the first place isn’t Tain himself lmao, as if Tain had no active part in any of this. He never lets blame touch Tain at all. At this stage he would rather consider himself a broken flawed tool than accept that the hands that have wrought and wielded him have ever had any fault in them. AND in the middle of it all, with plausible deniability, on death’s door and knocking meekly to be let in before he must finish the mortifying ordeal of being known and test the even more daunting possibility of being loved, Garak at the same time manages to drop the breadcrumb trail of clues to make it possible for Julian to find Tain if he so chooses and gets in the ‘sons of Tain’ thing too for future dramatic irony purposes. Truly he is the Michelangelo of lying. Every falsehood a multifaceted masterpiece. Elim ‘achieving a state of intertextuality in real life is possible if you work hard and believe in yourself’ Garak. I love him so much. 

I think all of this is why “I forgive you. For whatever it is you did,” works so well, because it too works on a structural level. It’s such a deceptively multilayered response — it has the syntax of a joke, in a way, and it is kind of funny even under the circumstances, but delivered with such earnest warmth and fondness. It’s both recognition and acceptance (forgiveness!). It’s saying ‘I finally understand enough of what you’re trying to tell me beneath and through all that, in whatever way you’re capable of, I see you’ and ‘my answer hasn’t changed (bitch)’. The forgiveness Julian offers here is complete — on principle, and out of personal feeling and empathy (only one of which Garak deigns to respond to during the second story, where he calls it ‘smug Federation sympathy’, placing it more completely on the principle side than it probably is. ‘Dude you’re my friend please don’t just lie down and die in a completely avoidable way on me, who else is going to not only tolerate but actually gleefully enjoy me being annoying as fuck over lunch’ seems to be the subtext that’s a lot harder to acknowledge and invite in for both of them. And yet Tain seems perfectly clear on the fact that Julian is Garak’s friend, which, y’know. Must be fun living with the knowledge that Tain has eyes everywhere looming over you every day haha guess you’d just have to tune that out.) 

Most of all — ’Don’t give up on me now, Doctor’... and he didn’t! He didn’t. Augh. Ow.

[jaytalking]

Okay okay.

NAOOOO—

*inhaaalE*

So your Plasmius design.

*claps hands together multiple times*

Where do I even BEGIN to appreciate it OML I would fail at doing so-

Okay so.

Numero uno *cough*

The whole thing about him looking younger to embrace the vampire part. Yes. Yes I love that. That is now canon in my heart because it just WORKS. SO MUCH.

Because I feel like it could also tie into the fact that Vlad in the show is so obsessed with having lost everything and wanting all of it back, his youth included-

So he'd look younger as Plasmius EEEEEEEE

Also I LOVE how his eye shape changes as Plasmius and he looks more. Hostile and dangerous if you will—*explodes* eyes are the windows to one's soul I love eyes sm-

THE FANGS. THE FANGSSSSS—*taps the microphone* HE'S A VAMPIREEEE—

The way you turned the top of his cape into flames??? That is literally so so SO cool and amazing

Makes me wonder if he can maybe. Change the shape of it/make it appear and disappear whenever he wants?

Also his hands constantly looking like they have blood on them??? AND IT CAN SPREAD ONTO THE SURFACES HE TOUCHES??? TEN OUT OF TEN ISTG THAT IS JUST SOMETHING ELSEEEE/POS

Your young Vlad looks so huggable idk why

(Sorry kinda unrelated but I feel like younger Vlad was SUCH a timid person. And he'd get shy fast but he'd also be quite confident whenever he wanted.)

THE LOWER PART OF HIS HAIR BEING WHITE. I WILL—*holds head* "yes officer it's this design right here—"/silly

AND THE SCAR

Gosh my favorite part EVER

THEM GLOWING

OH MY DAYS THAT IS AWESOME

He looks like a fiery demon from the pits of hell I love it

I'm here for it

I'll put him in a freezer so he can cool down—/silly

I think we should give him pomegranate sorbet I think he'll like it

Cuz like

It's sour, but also has a sliiiight sweetness to it, and it has a bitterness in its core because of the pomegranate seeds. Idk I feel like that is just. So Vlad. Shfjfkvkvkv—/silly

Also very randomly: Vlad be like:

"Oh look, a sophisticated business man!"

"Oh, he’s a little bit messed up, actually..."

BUT YEAH I JUST ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR DESIGN FOR HIM I'LL HOLD HIM IN MY HANDS LIKE A LITTLE CREATURE/POS

Jophofhchvv thank you I never know how to respond to but know that we're screaming together!

Here's some fun facts about EctoScience Vlad:

-I really wanted to give him a dangerous vibe, ghosts can eat other ghosts to grow stronger extremely quickly in this AU and that's partly why he's as strong as he is, the other part being... halfas are just very powerful. Simply. Anyways everyone in the Zone knows and fears him; at the start of the series he's almost a boogeyman of sorts there until Danny starts beating him.

- Vlad didn't have a ghost form at first! His becoming a Halfa actually took a long time due to how it happened, and that's technically how it'll go for Danny too, he's just further along due to his own death being wayyy more violent than Vlad's. The progression into full ghost has slowed down a lot in Vlad's case, but for the reason I just mentioned, Danny's progression is fast.

- The "I hate you!" "You're like me!" Exchange is something I've had in mind since the start. In this AU specifically the circumstances of their "deaths" are extremely similar, but above all Danny fears turning fully into a ghost will make him lose his humanity and turn him evil due to, you know, actually listening to the "all ghosts are evil" bogus his parents believe. Vlad can sense that insecurity and in this AU he latches onto it like a vice to make Danny think him joining Vlad's side is inevitable in the end.

- Yes, he CAN make his cape disappear if it starts getting in his way in a fight, but I would also like to highlight his fire core making him very warm. Cats love him.

- His general behaviour as a ghost has been changed a little, he acts and fights fairly normally at first, but if the fight drags on for too long or his opponent runs away he's going FULL HORROR MOVIE VILLAIN. That first fight in the mansion was a lot longer and made Danny genuinely fear for his life. Let Vlad be MORE unhinged when he's pissed off I say.

[puffyducks]

DCRC Week #30

This week's chapter is PKNA #25: Crossfire and lemme tell you, if you loved the big fucking fuck you robot alien fights in Trauma, you're gonna LOVE this chapter.

Btw idk what any of this "PKNA" bullshit is, I only fuck with Stål-Kalle Nya Äventyr 🔥🔥🔥

Literally 4 pages in and this page spread already goes fuckin crazy man. I love art.

he's so fuckin tiny

Ok so every time I see this guy I can't stop thinking about how much he looks like he would fit perfectly into the Ratchet and Clank universe and it's really distracting, I don't even know his name. Not that it really matters anyways.

"yeah so has anyone tried asking them what they're doing here"

"oh my god we hadn't thought of that" ARE THEY STUPID

wait are they gonna kiss ewwww

SORRY I can't stop saying that it's like a compulsion at this point. curse you louie duck

I like this little creature that the Evronian guy has as like his evil little pet

AMONG US

These might honestly be two of my favorite panels in the whole series, something about them just hits really hard. Masterful storytelling right there man.

I love you Uno.... the silly

I find it really amusing that the Ax has their logo on this random lamp. Like it's just such a funny detail to me because it implies that this organization went through the effort of commissioning their own special lampshade with a big axe shape on it for the purposes of keeping their brand consistent inside their medical room. I'm definitely overthinking this but in my defense I love themed environments.

Everybody is chilling and dancing and having a good time while PK is menacingly scowling over the horizon (as he should be)

his face is killing me

THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGGGG I was rooting for them :(

Wait nevermind the big guy was just hypnotized by Evron but we fixed him with the power of ~friendship~

the babygirl panel to end all babygirl panels

SO. I have some incredibly mixed feelings on this chapter. Overall I think it's a really solid chapter, the art is fantastic and it's chock full of beautifully rendered action scenes (if that's your thing then you would LOVE this chapter). My only complaint about the chapter itself is that I think the ending feels rather rushed, the conclusion to the traitor thing feels really abrupt and it loses some of the emotional impact I think they were going for.

To people who haven't read all of PKNA before, you're going to have to bear with me here, as my complaints about this chapter don't come from the individual chapter itself but moreso the wasted potential this storyline represents to me in the grand scheme of the rest of the series. Without giving out major spoilers for the rest of PKNA: we never see the rebel aliens from this comic ever again. And it really bothers me.

It's not that I particularly care for the 4 Evronian prisoners as individuals, I don't even know their names, but it's the fact that the concept of a group of rebellious aliens that have been victimized by the Evronians and want to help PK fight against them is like, the PERFECT thing to add to the story. Like come on!!! I KNOW Xadhoom isn't the only one fighting back, and this story proves that she's not! We even get this line right at the end:

There ARE other rebel groups and there ARE people fighting back, but we see almost nothing from any of them! We're constantly told narratively that the Evronians have conquered and destroyed potentially hundreds of civilizations, but this is the first time (outside of Xadhoom) that we really get a feel for the impact they've had on the rest of the universe. This shit is serious!

I think if the story had just ignored the idea of other alien rebels altogether that it wouldn't have bothered me as much, but the fact that they took the time to outline this chapter with implications that we would be seeing rebel aliens in the future, only to essentially completely discard the idea afterwards... I dunno man it really just rubs salt in the wound 😭

PKNA has lots of (incredibly talented) artists and writers working on it, and it's obviously difficult to keep that many people on the same page all the time, so it's inevitable that different plotpoints will get dropped along the way (lowkey happens all the time) but this is the one that bothers me the most. It's just so much wasted potential!

No idea if anyone shares this sentiment or has even thought about this as hard as I have lol, but I wanted to get some of this off my chest. I love PKNA with my whole heart and soul, all my complaints come from that place of adoration. It also comes from a place of wanting to see more cool fuckin aliens cause like, look at Xadhoom, look how fucking awesome she is. MORE OF THAT PLEASE!!!

[yanderambling]

I'm already loving your posts

what do you think about a yandere assistant and villain reader?

They would be so frustrated because the reader is spending all theirs energies thinking of a plan to capture the hero and not giving them enough attention.

100% would kill the hero behind reader's back

i'm so glad! and yes please i love a jealous little creep, i'm already obsessed <3

concept: Henchman!Yandere(gn) x Supervillain!Reader(gn)

words: ~700

CW: 18+, yandere behavior, stalking, breaking/entering

You look so alluring when you scheme. No earthly or heavenly beauty could compare to the mere sight of you:

The stern concentration pinching your brow just slightly, your arms flexing as you clench and release your fists over and again, your lip idly drawn between your teeth on blessed occasion- it’s enough to make someone bite through their tongue (just partially, and it was only twice).

Tau watches you plan for hours a day (even when they technically have other tasks to carry out), they like to imagine it’s them you’re looking at with such a single-minded focus (perhaps knelt over them on your bed, deciding precisely which ways you want to take them apart).

What they wouldn’t give for just a fraction of the attention you constantly bestow upon that sniveling little “hero”. It’s not even like the hero has done anything to deserve your dedication, not like Tau has.

No, all they did was beat you (which few have ever done). And then… keep beating you (which none have ever done).

Tau knows how much you hate to lose, lower grunts have payed with their lives for Uno games, but… there’s something more to your preoccupation with that vigilante wannabe.

They can see it in the way your bright eyes flick about the room, the way your lips just barely part as you mumble strategy and probability, the way you zone out during meals (that they made for you, naturally) then dart up to your office to test an idea, the way you constantly stay up well into the next morning trying out new inventions and gadgets to take them down- Tau hates to think it, but they know it’s true:

This hero is… motivating you.

As delightful as it is to see you so lively, Tau can’t help the furious jealousy that roils in their gut almost constantly these days.

Why can’t they be the one to make you feel like this? Why can’t they challenge you, inspire you? Why can’t they bring that spark to your eyes?

They should be able to.

They’ve been by your side since the beginning, supporting and encouraging you through every high and low, they know you better than anyone does (yourself included)- and, goddamnit, they deserve it! They’ve given everything to you, and all they ask for in return is a second glance (then a third, then a fourth, then- oh, just stop looking away already!)

It's just not fair- that boot kisser gets every second of your free time, every spare thought, all 'cause they can take (...and deal) a couple hits? (More than a couple; Tau has definitely tried to take them down on many a solo mission, and they've always come out worse for it. They don't wanna talk about it.)

At the very least, they do get to spend a little more time with you, even if it's to watch you obsessively plan for the hero's interruption of your next evil venture.

They're still the one by your side.

They still get to stand at your shoulder and pass you tools as you work on a project (and bite their cheek every time your fingers touch to hold back a moan).

They still get to brush their shoulder against yours while you both stand over a blueprint (and then spend the next fifteen minutes trying not to hyperventilate and/or enter cardiac arrest).

They still get to hang up your cloak after a strenuous mission (and bury their nose in it until the edges of their vision go dark, and lick your sweat off the collar until their tongue is raw, and rub the damp material across their skin until they can feel you all over them).

(They still get to sneak into your bedroom every night with the spare key they made under your nose. They still get to pant over your face as they bask in your glory, as they breathe your breath. They still get to oh so carefully interlace their fingers with your own, intoxicatingly warm ones, they still get to pretend you'd ever want to hold them.)

Yes, they're still very much happy with their position- they'll just be much happier once that nuisance is taken care of.

Then, they can focus solely on aiding you in your endeavor for world domination, and you can focus on what really matters: them!

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"𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨/𝙤?"

how would unO main cast boys (arlo, john, blyke, isen) treat their s/o?

John

i don't think you know how much he loves you.

you are his whole WORLD and he'd give anything to be with you

he's definitely bordering on clingy, always wanting to be near you but understanding if that can't always happen (though he pouts and mopes)

then again, he also depends on you for a lot of his happiness and emotional stability.

his mood swings like a pendulum based on your every action. even more so during king John era. he tries not to make you worry but his anger is inevitable and he'd end up lashing out on you.

yet, in his heart, he wants the best for you. he holds you high up onto a pedestal and has a lot of respect for you.

during his cripple arc, many people would also target you by association based on if you were weaker than them, and the low tiers definitely mocked your relationship.

he put on a nonchalant face for you but became deeply insecure about how you felt about it. whether or not he was lying didn't matter if you thought it was true.

he contemplated if he should be honest with you. however, he stalls long enough that eventually, when you tell him that you're not bothered by it, all his anxiety washes away.

has he said how much he loves you?

overall, he'd never be the best boyfriend, but as long as his mentality is okay, then he strives to be.

Arlo

MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

the students of Wellston joke and whisper about how different he is to you than everyone else.

"favoritism at its finest"

he doesn't think he's that much different really. all he does is walk you to class, help you do your homework, write notes for you, save you the triple chocolate cake-

okay, maybe he's a little different.

he definitely thinks that love is conditional. so, he tries to maintain his usefulness as a boyfriend by doing things for you. not like he minds, but its much less out of the goodness of his heart than you think it is.

still he tries! if you're weaker than him then everyone already knows that you're off limits with any type of bullying or violence against you. you're "his", and that makes his heart flutter more than he likes to admit.

not unsurprisingly, you're not immune to his negative traits.

there will be times where he'll lie to you for his best interest. you might ask him to be gentler to Wellston's opponents during turf wars and he'll say "okay", only for you to find out that all the opponents got hospitalized.

he doesn't lie to hurt you, in fact, he lies in order to keep from upsetting you. he isn't that emotionally in tune but he knows when something he does will impact you. so, isn't he just sparing you?

overall, he's very protective over you. not the best boyfriend, but investing in a lie detector might prove more useful than actually expecting him to communicate effectively.

Blyke

absolute cutie patootie

boy next door vibes straight away

you guys probably placed cutest couple in some not-so-secret school wide vote. and how could you not?

you guys are always next to each other, but not enough to be annoying to everyone else. the "conjoined at the hip" and "where's your other half" are everyone's first sentence once they notice you both aren't together.

and he's so soft towards you. like he'll look at you and just smile, basking in your presence. when he says he'll do anything for you, he means it, and you know he does.

he'd like to take you out to different places, all very casual. having a gym date or a picnic is one of the many activities you two do together.

that said, insecurity is an evil, ugly thing.

you know deep down that no matter how long you stay by his side, there's no way you'll ever be apart of "The Trio", four's a crowd if you couldn't already tell by the secret inside jokes they whisper around each other or how they disappear at night randomly and only are back in the dawn of the morning.

once you find out about the vigilante stuff, you are tempted to tell him to stop, that he's risking his life. but you know that it's only an ultimatum, "me, or them?". an ultimatum you're destined to lose.

so, you stay quiet. and he does too. because you know, he knows. and he knows, if it ever came down to it, what he'd chose.

overall, there isn't a fault to be found with this cutie pie. he's cute, you're cute, and together, you're the cutest. so, stay in your place, wouldn't want to ruin anything now would you?

Isen

look at him. look. LOOK AT HIM RIGHT NOW

yall are so annoying together its actually insane.

like you both compliment each other so well that its like having two isens all the time, always making sarcastic comments and unhelpful tidbits.

you know-it-alls are the schools worst nightmare. if you're in the press club as well then everyone is always on high alert. they never know when one of you might catch them red-handed and then plaster it on every wall of the school, ruining their reputation, getting them expelled, taking their health insurance away-

but when you're alone, you guys are each other's best friends. he'd be really comfortable being vulnerable with you and telling you secrets, he'd trust you a lot and you'd be his biggest confidant.

which is great until arlo wants to know something and diverts his wrath onto you instead

depending on how strong you are, you aren't really that afraid of arlo or john which leads to moments where he's hiding behind you while you stare up at the two god-tiers.

but, despite it all, you face the same struggles as blyke's s/o

no matter how much you mean to him, it will always pale in comparison to what they mean to him. he might tell you about the vigilante stuff first, though only after mounting pressure.

before you can even get a word out, he yells that he won't stop, that he can't leave them alone. you wonder, "you can't leave them but you can with me?"

maybe you argue, maybe you don't, but he's made his choice.

overall, you're both insufferable. but you're insufferable together, and that's all that matters right? he loves you, so don't give him a reason not to.

[kerubimcrepin]

Liveblog - Dofus, livre 1 : Julith [PART 24]

And it's the last thing he would have wanted her to do :(

Once again, want to draw your attention to the fact that Julith doesn't seem to really care about Joris. She just set him and Bakara free to get hit by lasers and once he told her "I will never allow this to happen" she stopped paying attention.

Like, did her love hinge on the condition he didn't disagree with her or what? I am insane about her various behaviours and weird way of loving (AKA she doesn't really love anyone besides Jahash, and she might not really love Joris that much either. because she's like. known him for a day and 80% of it he called her cringe(because she's cringe))

Man, I know ankama didn't think about this all so deeply. They were like "cool lasers go pew pew pew". But I'm the CEO of caring too much. So I will literally do just that.

Anyway, her parenting style (setting him loose under some deadly lasers) reminds me of Kerubim, except she's doing this on purpose. yaay.

Joris has GOT to be in a literal state of shock and dissociation by now. Not even years of therapy will fix this.

By now he's seen roughly 1000 and 6 people die.

I've seen headcanons of him keeping his mother's cape. And while imagining Joris with a cool cape is nice and all, I really doubt he Would Fucking Do That.

Not because you can get it as a cosmetic item in Dofus MMO (you can, but it's dubiously canon imo). I just think he fucking hates her and wouldn't want that thang in his house.

It's just him VS. her now.

There's a heaviness to this. All of them (save for maybe Lilotte) have the knowledge that whoever hits the Dofus will get exploded together with them. But with the rush of adrenaline, inexperience of everyone involved (only warriors actively think "oh I am going to DIE for real this time"), and the "if we don't act now 1000 people will die" of this situation, I really doubt either of them thought too hard about it all.

But I think that once you're all alone with that thought - and it's obvious that it's you, who will have to do it, it sinks in a little better.

He looks so distraught...

Inside me are two wolves: one of them is saying, "Joris is so brave yet so scared. He knows he will probably not survive this, and he's 10, and, and--" and the other says "JORIS JURGEN SUICIDAL HEROISM MOMENT NUMERO UNO!!!!!"

Both of them are equally insane.

I NEED these frames injected into my bloodstream.

One counterpoint I can think to why Julith is so worried about this despite setting him free to roam under the deadly lasers, is that, as the guardian of the Ebony Dofus, she could simply go "Not that one. let that one live. No, you can kill the blonde that looks like my husband, I don't give a shit about her. But the weird little boy? Don't kill him."

But this is just me trying to fix Ankama's fucky-wuckies with my imagination.

It's jojover. Just completely and irreparably jojover.

This scene always gives me chills, more so than any other insanely evil interaction between Joris and Julith.

There are a lot of ways this scene gets me (imagine me putting on the tinfoil hat from my Aux Tresors kerulou days. I am about to be that insane): The way she envelops him stops any and all movement of him and his Dofus completely, and wipes out all the sound and momentum.

He is completely helpless against how easily she stopped him and took his only way to save everyone from him.

As he falls to the ground, there's a little sense of dreaminess to it — the cape seems far bigger than it should be, the time before he hits the floor seems longer than it should be — and make no mistake, it is on purpose. Seconds before he falls we are shown the floor, and it seems vaguely closer to us at the first glance, than the distance he falls. It's unexpected, it's destabilizing.

It's like he is dissociating, from the horror of not being able to do this.

It's like a nightmare.

And after doing this irreparable evil, and taking his one way of stopping this evil, she looks at him as if he is a tiny, stupid little thing, that doesn't know what it is doing.

As if it's not her fault that his only choice is doing something that will kill him, just to stop her.

And listen. There's guilt too. Because Joris is the one who allowed her to get the Ebony Dofus back. If he survives this and nobody else does, do you think he could ever forgive himself?

She's making him responsible for this.

They will never get to speak, but Jahash is happy, with what Joris has tried to do.

...Unlike Julith, who was reminded of Jahash by Joris's blue eyes, — I bet Jahash thinks they're similar to Bakara's.

There are so many emotions here. He will never get to speak to this man. This man is happy abotu what Joris has done. This man is the reason Joris's life is utterly ruined.

Is Jahash's smile an "I'm sorry that you have to do this, and see this," or "I'm proud of you," or "I wish things were different," or a mixture of all of them?

Joris will never get to know.

He saw something in her that other people didn't see.

She never really wanted to be a "butcher". Even if she could not overpower that destiny, — after Bonta took away her entire family and future, may I add, — the fact that she tried to begin with is saying a lot.

The look he gives her is something between "please don't prove me wrong" and "this isn't you".

I think she realizes now that there is no future where she, Jahash, and Joris are together and happy.

Four lives, in three generations of this family, ruined and uprooted and destroyed, because of some petty politics that were happening behind their backs.

I truly despise Bonta.

It's quiet. The only sound is his own heartbeat. Nothing seems quite real. He can barely believe that maybe she will stop this madness herself.

There is only one kind of reunion that they may have.

No matter how much she wanted a happier ending.

[kayfabe-is-king]

The Eddie of It All

Random wrestling thought of the day #268 (and sorry in advance for all the run on sentences and parentheses): What if when Eddie Kingston finally comes back, he’s the one to take the belt off of Moxley?

Think about it - remember how him and Jon went through their divorce era when the BCC fully formed? Well this is that situation dialed to 11, so we all know Eddie’s going to be big mad about it.

Eddie hates hates hates Claudio with the passion of a thousand burning suns. And while him and Bryan definitely aren’t besties braiding each other’s hair, there seems to be a begrudging… well I won’t go so far as to say respect but something less hate filled between the two. Which means it’s doubtful Eddie’s happy about the plastic bag incidents. Especially since he's wanted to do it for a while now but TK kept vetoing it.

Now to add salt to the wound, Moxley Crüe is running around causing bodily, potentially career ending harm to people. Eddie is currently rehabbing and there were rumors that this injury would end his own career. The rumors may be hogwash but there had to have been a moment, maybe only briefly, where Eddie was worried. How do you think he reacted to seeing Moxley serve up Chuck Taylor to Claudio like that? Knowing someone Eddie has called his brother ordered a hit (simply because he knew this would hit Orange Cassidy hard) and possibly ended another wrestler’s in-ring career? What do you think that does to the psyche of a dude that's already known for being a hothead.

So this means that: his work husband has formed a hit squad with his arch nemesis and they have vowed to run through anyone who disagrees with them. Jon has already (literally) turned his back on Eddie once for Claudio. The above clip I edited from the AEW Timelines: Eddie Kingston vs Claudio Castagnoli video (highly recommend watching the full thing) illustrates exactly how far Jon went against Eddie for the sake of the BCC (and, by extension, for Claudio). This also means that if Eddie is against what Moxley is doing, it's very likely he will be the next target.

Except for PAC (and obviously Marina), Eddie has beaten every single member of Moxley Crüe. So while he doesn't have quite the perfect record as Orange, he's clearly up to the task of fending them off. And unlike OC, Eddie has gotten through to Jon in the past. If anyone can put that man's head on straight (besides Renee, who I am sure is permanently planted at HR demanding they do something because she is SO DONE with literally everyone), it's Eddie. That belt has become a symbol in all of this. If Eddie can successfully pry it out of that briefcase Marina wields like Mjölnir, it may start a domino effect.

At this stage, let's be honest, the rest of the locker room is not equipped to handle what Moxley Crüe is laying down. They couldn't even figure out that they should probably cover more than one arena entrance last week. Meanwhile, Jon is singularly focused on his scorched earth mission. He has a battle plan and a lethal army behind him. Do you really think The Scooby Gang (that is already fighting amongst themselves... mad props to Evil Uno for reminding everyone they should be united though) can effectively fight this natural disaster masquerading as a wrestling faction?

Jon has already wrought such glorious... sorry terrible violence against everyone in his way. He has to be stopped (although I personally will always gleefully watch Moxley Crüe wreak unholy havoc on everyone) and what better person than his brother from another mother? Who also happens to love violence just as much as Moxley?

If you thought Divorce Era 1 got ugly, you might want to avert your eyes from Divorce Era 2: Electric Boogaloo.

[dazais-guardian-angel]

Dazai truly has become Oda in every way imaginable now. :’ ) the final words he gives to Sigma are the exact same words Oda gives to Dazai in the original scene Asagiri wrote for the end of the Dark Era stage play, 後は頼んだよ, “I will leave the rest to you.”

And I really love the progression of the way his eyes look in this chapter, and how Sigma is allowed to have this moment of questioning and rebelling against all the faith Dazai had naturally been leading him to place in him up to this point, which is what I hoped would happen. He’s been confused ever since Dazai first chose him, and everything he’s ever known about how everyone sees/treats him turned upside down by Dazai’s words and actions, and just when he’s finally started to feel like he’s found some hope and lowered his guard, Dazai pulls him back underwater, instantly reinforcing all of Sigma’s trust issues and reinforcing that he should never believe in anyone, because (he thinks) everyone lives to manipulate other people. Dazai’s dark eyes here reinforce that, too, and the other panels around this point where they look white and hollow and demonic, all like Fyodor’s. He appears like an evil, looming force pulling him back under, trying to kill him, when Sigma is so close to the freedom of the air he desperately wants (aka free from pain, which is what he’s been seeking his whole life).

But then Dazai makes this face, and the first one I posted above, and Sigma understands, even without words, that Dazai doesn’t have evil intent: on the contrary, he actually is bound and determined to save his life -- and the light in his eyes comes out through this determination and kindness, arguably the most light we’ve ever seen his eyes have in the entire manga (in the “I leave the rest to you” panel too). The “No” could be Dazai wordlessly telling him to not leave the water, but my first assumption was that it was Sigma telling himself no, stopping his own train of thought about Dazai being the same as Fyodor and someone he shouldn’t have trusted -- he soon realizes why Dazai stopped him, and that he’s still going to try to save him, that he wasn’t wrong about him, and it’s all because Dazai’s earnest expressions get through to him.

And it’s just so heartwarming to see how far Dazai has come. :’ ) He tried so hard to save Sigma (doing the most physical action we’ve ever seen him do, really), did his best to be reassuring and comforting to him afterwards, and then reaffirmed his promise to ensure he escaped Meursault alive, his final words to Sigma echoing Oda’s and his last action being to save an orphan, just like Oda did in his last moments. Obviously Dazai isn’t actually going to die, he’ll be saved somehow, but I do think as of right now he really does think this is the end for him, and that he didn’t foresee the elevator dropping -- he was examining the wires a few chapters ago because he thought he might need to know how to open the doors in case Fyodor pulled an uno reverse, hence why he looks more annoyed than shocked when the water starts, but here, when the drop collision sequence is initiated, he looks genuinely shook in comparison. There’d be no reason for him to give the thumbs up if he knew more danger was on the way, either; that’d just be cruel. No, I don’t think he saw this coming, and it’s important that that turns out to be the case: it’s important that he spent what he believes to have been his last moments saving someone like Oda wanted for him, and doing what Oda would have done in the same situation. That doesn’t mean that it’s okay that Dazai throws his life away so easily, and cares so little for his own safety; he still has a long way to go in that regard. But it’s still so beautiful to see how much he’s changed, and how much he’s truly begun to embody Oda and his legacy; the fact that he messed up and miscalculated, because Dazai isn’t infallible, but in turn didn’t hesitate to use his last moments to save Sigma. Oda would be so proud for everything he did here. :’ ) 💖

There are a lot of options for how Dazai will be saved, and by who, but personally I hope (and I kind of expect) that Sigma chooses to not give up on him and ultimately plays a role in saving his life, to return the favor and repay him for his kindness. Not only would it be a beautiful way to initiate Sigma’s ADA entrance exam as people have said, but it would bring the Dazai > Atsushi > Sigma chain full circle: Dazai saved Atsushi at the start of the series, allowing him to (spiritually) save Sigma at sky casino thanks to the growth fostered in him by Dazai, and now finally, Sigma could potentially save Dazai thanks to Atsushi kickstarting his own growth (and Dazai continuing it). Fyodor is overly cocky right now and so tunnel-visioned on killing Dazai, it’s possible that he has no idea that Sigma managed to escape the elevator and is now a wild card; even if Sigma doesn’t go as far as killing Fyodor himself (which I don’t want, tbh; that’s endgame stuff arcs down the line and imo Nikolai and Dazai should be the ones involved with that), he could throw a wrench in the jailbreak duel, and help Dazai and Chuuya get out alive. It would be poetic, and only fitting, for Fyodor to underestimate and be outdone by the kind of person Dazai told him is the strongest in chapter 77 -- a self-proclaimed “ordinary man” -- who could only have the strength to take such action thanks to the chain of kindness that Oda originally started. 💖

[multiversemaker169]

Even more Inside Out incorrect quotes

1.Anger: People tell me I have a unique way of lighting up a room.

Disgust: It’s called arson, and those people are called witnesses.

2.Ennui: You think that’s cringe? Moms around the world wait 9 months just to end up naming their kid Anger.

Anger: Hey, fuck you.

3.Fear: Tommorrow's garbage day.

Ennui: I can't believe they made a whole day dedicated to you.

4.Embarrassment: Unfortunately, due to several experiences in my youth, I can not just 'walk up and join a circle of people talking', but it does sound lovely, thank you.

5.Anger: No homo. We’re fresh out. We should get a new shipment in on Monday.

Ennui: Can you check in the back?

Joy: There might be some in the closet.

6.Disgust, about to leave the house: Don’t spend all day watching YouTube, okay?

Ennui: I FORGE MY OWN PATH!!

7.Anxiety: I need life advice.

Joy, sipping Gatorade and eating cookie dough: You came to the right person.

8.Anger, to Embarrassment : Please, picking locks is my specialty.

Anger: *throws a brick through the window*

Anger: Okay, let’s go.

9.Ennui: *looks at Envy*

Ennui: Baby girl. Baby.

Ennui: *looks at Anger*

Ennui: Evil.

10.Disgust, setting down a card: Ace of spades.

Joy, pulling out an Uno card: +4.

Anger, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you!

Fear, trembling: What are we playing?!

11.Joy: How late were you up last night?

Anxiety & Ennui, in tandem: Me?

Joy: No, not you two. You stay up late all the time.

Joy, to Sadness: You.

12.Fear: Good morning.

Sadness : Good morning.

Envy: Good morning.

Ennui: You all sound like robots. Try spicing it up a bit.

Anger: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS!

13.Joy: You're a lying piece of shit!

Anger: Oh yeah? You're the idiot that thinks you can get away with everything you do, WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD!

Anxiety: I'm leaving, and I'm taking Envy with me!

Fear, gathering cards: Aaaaand that's enough Monopoly for today.

14.Anxiety: What did you get Fear for his birthday?

Anger: I got him a kitten.

Anxiety: Really? Me too!

Disgust: I also got him a cat.

Joy: Looks like we had the same idea.

Anger: Ennui, please tell me you didn't get Fear a cat as well!

Ennui: ...I got him a kitten.

*later*

Fear, in his apartment surrounded by cats and kittens: This is the best birthday ever!

15.Shapeshifter: *transforms to look like Disgust*

Disgust: Okay, are you like BLIND? You look nothing like me. First off, I'm way taller. Secondly, I DO NOT look so sleep deprived, and lastly, if you could drag comb through that hair, you're like a 7 on a good day, and I've been told I'm a constant 10.

16.Fear, to Anger: You drink too much, swear too much, and your morals are highly questionable.

Anger: …

Fear: You are everything I’ve ever wanted in a best friend.

17.Disgust: What are you two arguing about this time?

Anger: She's always using common phrases incorrectly!

Joy: Cry me a table, Anger.

18.Embarrassment: Where’s my chair?

Joy: Anger broke it over Anxiety’s back while they were wrestling.

Anxiety: Correction, Anger was wrestling. I was eating soup.

19.Anxiety: What's the worst thing you guys have done?

Joy: Rickrolled my teacher in 4th grade.

Fear: I accidentally kicked Disgust in the shin-

Disgust : -So I purposely kicked Fear between the legs.

Anger: I burned a town down.

Anxiety: What?!

Disgust: What the hell is wrong with you?!?

Anger: A lot of things.

Anxiety: No shit!

20.Joy: Every time I hear someone talking about updog, I’m torn between not wanting to fall for it and wanting to help them complete their joke.

Envy: Okay, but what is updog?

Joy: Updog is a long sausage in a bun, often served with ketchup, mustard, onions, and/or relish.

Anger: No, that’s a hot dog. An updog is when a new version or patch of an application is released.

Sadness: No, that's an update. You’re thinking of the fourth largest city in Sweden.

Ennui: Surely, that’s Uppsala, where’s updog is the giant spider in Harry Potter.

Anxiety: That’s Aragog. Updog is a symbol conventionally used for an arbitrarily small number in analysis proofs.

Fear: You’re thinking of epsilon. Updog is an upward-moving air current.

Embarrassment: No, that’s an updraft. An updog is the modern version of a henway.

Disgust: What’s a henway??

Joy: Oh, about five pounds.

[alex31624]

Duck Comic Reading Club Week 9: Paperinik New Adventures: Spores

Well, back to PK. Is good to be in a Ducks comic book where I won't see any humaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!

WHAT THE HELL!?

When Carl Barks did humans, at least they look like humans. This thing did the miracle, being the ugliest character in a comic that has Angus Fangus.

No more humans in Ducks comics.

Anyway, this ugly bastard has an important cargo, the Spore.

But first, we cut to Xadhoom, who's having hallucinations about her fallen compatriots.

I mean, she saw the Evronians destroy her planet (and she invited them), and later, she found out that those evil aliens were using her companions as mindless slaves.

This is so sad, man.

But, the problem is, for me at least, look at the art…

Is gorgeous, is amazing. A moment that should be sad, lost its impact, because I was focus on the beautiful art in front of me. Again, that's my appreciation. I think, maybe the color palette could have stay in the blues and reds for this pages.

Well, the ugly wants to show his spore to the world through Angus, but Uno took care of the situation.

I'm sorry if I'm a bit repetitive, but the art and colors of PK have me cautivated. I love the style of this comic so much.

Thanks to Uno, we learn that the spore is a seed. A seed for Evronians warriors. It doesn't look good.

Our favorite duo discovered that the spores are in the desert, so, is time to, once again, infiltrate in a government facility.

And we have this transition that is a jewel. From the winds of the desert, to the winds of an alien planet far, far away.

Beautiful, I will never stop saying this.

Xadhoom only said one sentence, while we follow her on her solitary journey. I think that elevates her, she's in a bad state of mind, and we feel her sadness and anger.

Back to PK, he was found by the army. Who, for some reason, dressed its soldiers as the kidnappers from last week's Portrait of the Young Hero.

Back to Xadhoom , she found her old lab. The computers still work, so Xadhoom check an entry about the Evronians invasion and…

This is the most powerful panel yet. All the raw emotion you can feel coming from Xadhoom.

Back to PK again. Some general has given PK permission to see the facility and the spores. The colonel in charge does not approve PK's presences.

The obvious hate the colonel feels for our hero is palpable.

He even stops PK from helping the cientifics after a chemical attack from the spores.

The plot gets even more complicated when Uno discovered that the military is doing business with the Evronians. The same tactic they did with Xadhoom's planet.

The colonel doesn't want to hear PK's warnings. PK can't give much more detail about the Evronians without compromise Xadhoom existence.

PK is left behind where he meets a couple of soldiers that pilot some cool looking robots.

Meanwhile, Uno is having trouble passing by the system security, but someone turned off the firewall. That action is the chance Uno was looking for. We found out that the general is helping Uno. And we all need to ask, why?

With Uno online, he and PK hijack all the robots and the wrecking begins.

PK, the only one who knows what he's doing, is destroying the spores. If only one is released, the whole planet would be on jeopardy.

Once Uno release the robot from his control, all the others soldiers join our hero and keep the destruction going on.

Is not a surprise that the colonel is furious, he's so ready to lock PK up. But a mysterious message give our hero the chance to see the next dawn.

And of course, it was the general who send the message.

Who's he talking to? What's the phase 2?

We might be in an Invasion of the Body Snatchers situation.

To wrap things up, Xadhoom is on Earth and the team up with PK is back in business.

And with the last panel, we see that the ugly has an infestation of those spores.

Amazing, I loved this one. A visual jewel, with an excellent contrast between PK path of destruction and Xadhoom loneliness.

I'm excited thinking about the imminent invasion.

[ro-rogue]

-- some small spoilers up ahead for mha -- it is so interesting to me that uno often gets compared to mha by people who haven't read uno. because when you actually think about it, they really are eerily similar, despite many uno fans denying it.

at first glance: in uno, the main theme is "the government is evil and should be stopped at all costs". in mha, it's "well yeah the government isn't exactly good, but the villains are definitely worse".

and then you dig deeper.

in uno, the authorities are criticized because they do absolutely horrible things to people in the name of keeping the peace. they've lost the plot, gone too far, and what is, in theory, a very logical system (the royals) has devolved into systemic oppression. (i've read a really good commentary on here that explained why the royals are actually kinda necessary in a school like wellston, but i can't find it now, so if you've found it, pls lmk.) violence is constantly criticized. when john went joker, it wasn't glorified, like it would've been in so much of contemporary media. resistance and revolution are definitely advocated for, but violence never is.

(slight spoiler ?) the recent manga chapters of mha reveal a theme that has been pretty central for a while now: criticism of authority figures and their abuse of power. the lov is humanized, their actions are explained, they are clearly their own heroes. it's people like overhaul, like afo, who are really evil: people in positions of power who hurt those below them.

not to mention (SPOILER) hawks losing his wings. i didn't like it when i first read it, but looking back, it was the only possible ending for him. keigo had been used his entire life by the (evil) government because of his quirk, and now he's finally free. they don't have a use for him anymore. him losing his wings, ironically, set him free. (know of another character being used by an evil government because of their power?)

in uno, violence is very clearly posed as a bad thing and people in positions of power hurt those below them. in mha, violence and its glorification (hero society) is frequently criticized and the real villains are those in positions of power who hurt those below them.

also: in mha, lady nagant was a (one of presumably multiple) assassin for the government, cleaning up those who the authorities felt disrupted the current order too much. sounds familiar?

and then you have the protagonists. izuku and john both grew up powerless and then suddenly got one of the strongest powers in their society just before starting highschool, though at first, they weren't very good at using it. they both seem capable of using multiple powers, but technically it's just one really op power. i would like to claim that they both kept a really important secret about that power from their close friends for a while, but izuku told katsuki that he had a borrowed power literally weeks after he'd gotten it, so. props to john though.

there is another fun similarity between them, though. both are introduced as pretty non-violent people (rip pre-joker john, your miserable existence is missed dearly), and both go absolutely feral when their best friend ("best friend") gets hurt.

(it's also fun to mention that both izuku and john are Going Through It in the current arc.)

now, of course, a fundamental differnce between john and izuku is that izuku is fundamentally a good person who cares for people, and john,,, doesn't. it's not that he doesn't care about anyone; he just doesn't care all that much about people he doesn't really know. izuku wants to save everyone. john wants his loved ones to not be hurt. that doesn't mean he wants others to be hurt, but it will take more for him to want to save someone than just seeing them suffering. interestingly enough, it's pre-joker john who was the biggest advocate for cripple equality, while izuku has never been shown to do anything similar for the quirkless. also, izuku never went middle-school-katsuki when he finally got a handle on ofa.

but in the end, these visual-medium stories are remarkably similar and comparing them actually yields significant insights into both of these stories. comparisons should therefore not be avoided, but instead encouraged and expanded upon.

[spamtoon]

DCRC Week 7. I'm so close

I'm so close to catching up. time for an earthquake! I know that from puffy's various jokes about it something happens with the west coast in this one hoo boy calisota is gonna be in danger tonight! I'm so close to catching up. So inanely close. oh wiat hold on lemme get in club pen.guin again

ALRIGHT okay interesting first panel. i like the colors here and the sound effects. sorry these panels are so bright paperinik's style...

my favorite standard font title replacement so far i think

i like how the money symbol is there so we can tell its mcduck enterprises

im so mad i love how he's ploping the bear into the coffee. hot chocolate. something like that

the little crackers surrounding the coffee mug as theres a rainy scene in the background. the color contrast... hi one you look so silly today

i love how uno's just floating today usually they try to show his little chord or him attached to something but he's so silly

im so mad. get uno's ass donald

hes so silly though... the way donald rattles off all the things and uno's just like shut up please. he thinks he's onto something btu he's literally onto nothing

im so mad. do you know how to ride a bicycle this is not that

divorce (they argued for two seconds)

hello girl. i dont know who you are but your design is everything to me

im so mad shoutout to when comics do this. more heroes should be federal criminals and evade taxes. i love the way he's like Oh Fuck! I'm a Criminal Now! glad the government gets on pk's bad side too RIGHT after the time police nonetheless

she... i might have her job someday. imean not LITERALLY like i dont wanna go into security but i do want to work in an environmental department. i love how uno is just really into snooping on the fbi and honestly who wouldn't be Donald. be peer pressured into getting yourself into more trouble with the govenrment come onnn

physical antiviruses... ugh code wall so cool im. the way they're battling on the us fbi logo

IM SO MAD i actaully laughed at them getting angus fangus. if he blamed this on the duck avenger randomly he would be right and he could convince them so this could have been the worst play ever but its also the most cathartic

hello mary ann flagstarr...

cog donald's little red eyes... the digital and the real are blurring for a moment but i guess the fbi's security system is so complicated it has. air vents. or he's in the real fbi nevermind

holy shit guys its MEEEEEEEE yeah i never told you guys i was in pk the whole time. its insane

I LOVE HOW HES JUST LIKE. BEATING UP FEDERAL AGENTS NOW AND IT SLIKE OKAY things are only going to get worse im . this is a you call yourself a superhero moment but also the government is the government so!

odnald duck really did think nobody would show up at 3am

hes so fucking smug

ah the pangea project! surely that doesn't mean good things for calisota! ah okay they're not painting the whole government as evil just this guy specifically that makes a little more sense for a disney comic

she's so sad... ooh this is gonna be a ba.xter stockman situation isnt it (SORRY i have seen 1 episode of 2003 and it was. the banned one in call with everyone). she's just like oh my god you're fucking dying and he's like my plan... you must do it... it was my wife's definitely

WHAAAAAAAAT NOOOOOO... HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN IN MY DONALD DUCK STORY? (sarcastic)

sorry this was like the one thing i knew about this comic beforehand. other than like. uno existed. sarcasm aside i do love this panel

i like they Try to give a reason as to why the govenrment is doing this "out of good will" despite the evil laughs and such as like. a climate change backup--land we haven't messed up yet. but like this should be a last resort and not an immediately executed plan and i get you cant evacuate the whole west coast but california has so much of what the us is known for the us would be stupid to let those countless tourism dollars go to waste--especially when new land may not immediately go to claim of the us and Wars might happen over it. sorry im not nitpicking or anything i'm just saying my thoughts. like st canard is a massive city and so is duckburg and--sorry

and uno is sad because he doesnt know whether the sacrifice is worth it which. alright! yeah! but everything's not gonna be peachy keen just because we have some new land to work with. its got to grow naturally and as its arisen from the sea unless its all completely man-bulldozed its going to be rock, dead coral, and lichen for a while before anything grows naturally. the thought process of a scientist who can see everyone as getting in the way, climate change disaster as inevitable unless there are serious changes in human behavior or just straight up more resources and time (and who HATES calisota because he lives there), sure. believable enough for a silly comic like this

IM SO MAD AND THEN IT JUST CUTS TO

HIS STUPID PLANE its beautiful.

PLEASE dont kill of mary ann i love her already

im so glad she doesnt shoot either of them right away like its a massive ??? situation. you cant shoot donald duck

uno feels so bad for dipping for a second for being unsure :(((( poor guy...

this ending panel with the seagull is so good but oh. hohoh. are we gonna get more uno lore next issue ANYWAY yeah! good comic i see why this one is a lot of people's favorites. im glad im having fun reading paperinik again... that sure was a terremoto and boy oh boy... the west coast DIDNT sink? thanks to donald duck? wow. incredible.

[puffyducks]

DCRC Week #19 (Part 1)

Hey do you guys remember that soap opera that Donald likes to watch, Anxieties? Well buckle up cause today we're reading PKNA #15: Camera, Action! which is all about the cast of Anxieties getting attacked by (you guessed it) EVIL EVRONIAN INVADERS!!! I don't remember much of this story past the fact that it's a pretty silly and lighthearted issue so letsgo

Bro locked in and hit the Dreamworks face

guys he's just silly... hi Donald 👋

I can't tell if this chapter is supposed to take place in the real life Isla de Providencia in Colombia or if this is supposed to be a fictional place cause I've never heard it referred to as "the republic" before lol

Footage of the writers of the Ducktales reboot (circa. 2017)

What a freak I love her <3

I'm really glad to know Donald and Uno just sit around and watch soap operas together, especially since Everett Ducklair originally just left Uno by himself and didn't want him letting anyone on the secret floor. FUCK YOU EVERETT we're watching Anxieties without you 🖕

guy that looks suspiciously like chris chan

WHAT NOOOOOOO I would never send my partner all the way to Colombia to infiltrate a film set just to get soap opera spoilers what

NOOOOOOOOO HE FUCKINF ESPLODED NOOOOOOOOOOOOooo oh nevermind he's fine

GUYS LOOK! IT'S ZOSTER AND ZONDAG! THE EVRONIANS THAT I CAN ONLY NAME BECAUSE THEY WERE THE TWO BOSSES FROM THE PK VIDEO GAME!!!

btw do people ship them together. cause if not can we start doing that? not because they'd make a good couple or whatever but because the concept of evronian yaoi is funny to me

see look they share trauma (and I don't mean the big evronian guy)

"anthropological studies" ok bro I know a silly billy when I see one!!!

Glad to see a group of people finally treat the Evronians with the fear and respect they ACTUALLY deserve

I'm gonna see big buff-armed Uno in my nightmares now thanks

Gotta say, I'm impressed with the number of explosions there have been in this issue given the fact that Xadhoom isn't here

Alright folks you know what the fuck it is, it's fucking TRIP TIME!!!! YIPPEEE YAHOO WOOHOO

First and foremost shoutout to the way the Raider is drawn here I think they should draw him like this all the time actually. Second of all TFYM "HONEST WORK" YOU'RE LITERALLY A TIME PIRATE 😭

Using time travel as a shortcut to riches eh??? I'm having flashbacks to a certain storm-themed cartoon episode... can't quite put my finger on it........

Shoutout to Trip meeting another version of himself and IMMEDIATELY starting beef, FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!!

ALL THE FUCKING FACES HERE I'm so mad the art in these comics is so expressive and silly

NOOOOO TRIP DON'T SAY SLURS YOU CAN'T RECLAIM

Ok but seriously, this specific line has been haunting me for months because I was like "there's no way that's the original line right? Is there actually an Italian equivalent to the R slur or was the translator just having a bad day???" WELL TODAY I HAVE SOLVED THE CONUNDRUM ONCE AND FOR ALL. And the truth is:

Trip was fucking FRAMED!!! The original insult used was "babbeo" which, based on everything I can source online, roughly translates to "fool" or "idiot" or any other derogatory name that's basically just calling someone stupid. So like THEORETICALLY it could be translated to the R slur but it's a bit of an extreme take 😭

Anyways I'm not saying that Trip WOULDN'T say slurs, just that I needed closure and I finally have it.

Raider just coming home with groceries what the fuck is this outfit

I'm assuming this was all resolved in the same way as Steven and the Stevens where they had to make all the other Trips blink out of existence. And then they wrote a silly little song about it!

OKAY this is only my first post for this week I will be back later with Trick or Treat 🎃 in the meantime STAY SPOOKY FOLKS

[sillyengineerperson]

My very official notes on Found Heaven by Conan Gray (but with added context because it was initially written for my friend who understands most of the references i make)

My thoughts while listenting to found heaven at 12am bc what even is sleep?

(also i have to get up a 4 to go to France🙃)

Right here we go song uno

Found heaven:

whoa snazz

Choir

Ahhhh

Michael Jackson much?

😍😍😍😍🥰

I LOVE THIS

OHMIGOD AHHHHHHH

THIS IS SO SNAZZY

ITS STRANGELY BIBLICAL

What???

I don't think its going to be my favourite but still slayyhth- edit: its so much better than I initially thought

Song dos

Never ending song:

we already know I love this (Context: yes i was dancing around in my kitchen to this when i was suposed to be revising for GCSEs)

Yaaaasdd vibes

I feel like it's GCSES AGAIN🥲(Context: this song came out in the first week of GCSEs so i listened to it a lot when i was revising and also the bus back home after an exam)

NOSTALGIA BUT WEIRD AND WITH TUNA MELTS (thats what I had for lunch most days during exams) (Context: I have very oddly specific feelings and vibes acociated with that period of my life)

Ooooooooonnnnnnn

Slay cone

Song tres

Fainted love:

Je suis scared

Its either going to be a yas queen slay or break me

ohhhbh

Me encanta

LOVE IT

SLaaaayyyyyyyy

Play it on toouurrr I beg

This is sooooooo good

Yes king I love you

After listening to this about a billion times more this song is absolutely EVERYTHING AHHHHHHHHHH

Song cuatro

Lonely dancers:

we know this is not my cup of tea (Context: im so sorry to everyone but I just don't like it that much. its still vibes though :) )

But the vibes are still there

So mini silent dance party in my room

🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🪩🪩🪩🕺🕺🕺🪩🪩🪩

Song cinco

Alley rose:

THIS SONG IS EVERYTHING

TIME TO CRY

AHHHHH❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🌹🌹🌹💔💔💔

DONT LEAV ME HANGING ALONE AGAAINNNN

du du du du du on the piano

DOTN EEEEVEN CAREEEEE

😭😭😭

so

yes

beautiful

i love

Song seis

The final fight:

intrigued

I don't know

Hmmmmmm I'm worried

Oh silence

Is it supposed to be completely silent???

No its not something went wrong with my spotify 😂

I really sat there for a whole minute and a half waiting for something to happen

Right anyway

Oooooo drums

GUITAR

BASS

YES CONE

PREACH

NO DONT CRY

ME TOO

it's giving early 2000's movie montage scene where the main character has a huge revalation

He had his moment🙌

AHHH IT REMINDS ME OF THAT SONG FROM ZOMBIES 2 OR HSM 2 WHEN GABRIELLA LEAVES (Context: so in zombies the main characters have a song where its sort of a breakup song but also a thing where they're expressing how they don't feel like they fit in -which is a whole thing that I could rant about bc she literally thinks shes special for having white hair and obviously she's so oppressed because of that and then obviously the zombies have it so much easier even though there are literally laws that are in place to controll them even though they're completely safe and very human like now. I should not get this worked up over a disney channel movie- the song is called Gotta find where I belong. and then in HSM 2 I'm just refering to when Gabriella quits the country club and breaks up with troy)

Song siete

Miss you:

this better be absolutly heart wrenching

ooooooooo

Wut

Slay

He's a king

YES YES YES

his vocals are amazing

That was a straight vibe (edit from later: not straight like heterosexual. I mean it's jsut very vibey)

I'm still waiting for the saddest song of all time but he's killing it so far

Song ocho

Bourgeoisieses:

there's a whole process to typing that

um HELLO

OH MY GOODNESS

Music video when?

Kinda basic song structure (I have no idea what I meant by this) but it's soooooo good

play this on tour it's yes

Song nueve

Forever with me:

please be sad

please be sad

please be sad

don't ask why i want it to be sad

i don't know

YES

PIANO

I HAVE HIGH HOPES

YES YES YES

OHHHHHHHH

CONAN

NOT THE MAGIC SOUND

DONT BE SORRY

THIS IS BEAUTIFUL

OOOH HIGH NOTES

KEY CHANGE

AHHHHHHH

Kinda evil cone?

And whats with the wind sound?

Song diez

Eye of the night:

if it's not witchy eye of the tigeri'm sueing

that's all ive been expecting since i saw the name

whoa!!!

Bro am i wrong with my prediction though??!!😂

This is a vibe

It really is witchy eye of the tiger

🪩🪩🪩

🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺

GIUTARRRRRRR

AHHHH THE KEY CHANGE

HES ON ANOTHER LEVEL

literally 😏

Song once

Boys & girls:

bi anthem!??

maybe

Oh

yes

hello

Vibes

Yeah cone you're wrong they dont

Very vibes

Yeah no same

Okayyyyy

The vibes are there

substance maybe less (I really don't know what I thought I was hearing but my opionion has changed)

Loved it though

Song doce

Killing me:

I LOVERRR THIS SONGGGGG

I

ITS 2 AM

NO WE HAVENT

YES YOU DO

OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

YOURE KULLIBG ME

FREEREEE MEEEEEEE

YOURR UCH A GOI ACTOR

GO AWAY

OHHHHHHHHBHB

KILLING

LUCKY YOU ARRRRRAAREEEE

BU BU BU BU BU BU BU BU

BU BU BU BU BU BU

YOUR KILLING ME

OH I WANNA DIE

BUT YOU KEEP ME ALIVE

HUH

song trece

Winner:

final slay

This song is everything (I'm only just realising how many times i've said that)

AT MAKING ME FEEL WORSE

WINNNNEEEERRRRR

PEW PEW

WINEEEEEEEEERRRERERERRRR

SLAY PIANO

YOUR THE ONE WHOLE KET IT GET THIS BAAAAAD

YOUR CHAOS

WHHHHKKKKKOOOAAAJJAJHA

NIW YOU REALLY ARE THE WIIUUINNERRRRR

Laaaaaa laaa la la lalala laaaaa la

ahhhhhhh je suis deceased

Conan slay has slayed once again to slayingly produce another very very slay album

👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

I think right now my favourite of the new songs is fainted love

but yes

i need sleep bc i'm getting up in 3 hours

it's 1:17

ahhhhhhhh

okay

i need sleep

bye bye

🕺🕺

so that was it

my opinions have probably changed slightly but ahhhhhh this album is so good and i definitly have some more things to say about the songs that I've noticed but thats enough for now because I have a maths test to revise for

[cwarscars]

🔥

Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion.

i'ma shape this one around the final fantasy vii fandom and go off on my usual spiel ( or, old spiel? cause i haven't chatted it in a while lol ).

i honestly despise the lack of love that the side-characters get as a whole from the fandom. i really don't like what the remake did for the franchise ( i do love the remake, don't get me wrong, but i think it bought about some of the fandoms worst traits ), and i cannot stand the 'one rule for thee, another for me' mindset that fans have regarding characters.

let's start with numero uno - so, obviously i write heid. lol. he's not particularly liked & that's totally fine...but man. finding content for him is horrible. there's nothing. like, barely anything. the few fics that exist are either rape fics or are ( and i hate saying this ), sorely out of character. the art is few and far between and usually more bara-anime-oriented. overall, i feel like i'm drinking from a dried up well. actually, nah. there was no well in the first place.

i always understood that heid isn't exactly the character who would get much fanfare but it's so disheartening to shift through five million pics of 'x' character and find two of heid. i can't even draw ( or at least, im not at all confident in my art ) and yet i took to drawing heidegger all of the time because i had to start making content for him. and in doing so - my art gets no regonition and is totally ignored anywhere but here. i think if i drew a popular character, i'd maybe get more attention but...i can't bring myself to do so.

in general though; heid isn't the only one. even reeve is quite underrated and ignored by the fandom as a whole (or implied to be an owo cat boy which makes me cringe). even, dare i say, barret is often shoved aside in favour of the more 'popular' characters ( the whole tifa/cloud are now marlene's parents suggestion by some people enrages me, like, wtf? )

secondly, i don't like what the remake did for the fandom because i think it bought the worst out in the fans. it appealed to cloud/sephiroth shippers despite that ship making no sense. you could argue the sephiroth cloud sees is just an extension of himself. they're both essentially jenova. but the remake makes it overtly sexual / suggestive. even as i played, all i could think was 'yeah, this was done for fan service'. i don't even think sephiroth should have been seen in remake part 1. ( obviously that'd never happen ).

but whereas there are things i adore about the remake. i think that they dumbed down the story and by extension, made the worse aspects of fandom writers become apparent. like, by making AVALANCHE basically entirely innocent ( despite being literal terrorists ) - they make shinra ENTIRELY evil. in the og, shinra were weirdly nuanced. they were 'evil' sure, but then they were also genuinly trying to save the planet from sephiroth. as for AVALANCHE; yes, they were fighting on behalf of good. but they did murder people in their quest to shut down reactors. in the og, reeve even calls barret out on this. but...now we probably wont get that? like, way to go rid your main heroes of any nuance. god forbid a hero does something bad.

my final point cause goddamn is this getting long is - i despise the way that the fans talk about characters & the whole 'LOL i can ship this but if you ship that then lol stinky gross smelly ewww'.

i've always wanted to explore shinra/heid as a young men. like, really explore their relationship. potentially even one-sided ship them. i love the idea of it, it's interesting and i imagine their dynamic was similar to tseng/rufus. how many jokes have i seen about shipping them? tonnes. but it's not okay to diss any other ship. make a joke about tseng/rufus and ohhh noo, you fucked up, kiddo.

i've seen people imply heidegger is a pervert because he commented on sephiroth being good looking. literally suggesting he 'creeps' on sephiroth and people wholly agreeing like 'omG LoL YEs' - as if calling someone good looking is an alien thing to do or means immediately that you want to bang them (smh).

in general, i constantly see the fandom make jokes about certain characters & imply that if you ship them, like them etc - 'loool something wrong with uuu'. it's dumb as shit. don't be mean about other people's preferences when half of the fandom can't take being told that cloud shouldn't be shipped with whoever.

[aquamarinescarlet]

Why did I agree to this? - Days 1 through 4

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word count: ~5.8k

Warnings: Some suggestiveness (no smut tho)

Summary: Tony thinks it’s good for the Avengers to have a break from the superhero stuff, everything goes well until the reader has a great idea that causes her to lose control over her feelings for a certain witch.

Author’s note: Hello beautiful people, I’m back with more writing. I was going to post this in one part, but I had a really stressful day and decided to just go ahead and split it. I had way too much fun editing it, so enjoy!

Part 1 - Part 2

(Picture is not mine)

“UNO!” Sam screamed, throwing a green ‘9’ card on the pile.

You sighed, feigning frustration, as you and Bucky exchanged a knowing look across the table. You just hoped Pietro would pick up on what you guys were doing.

Bucky tossed a ‘+2’ card and, thankfully so did Pietro, was it because he knew about the plan or because he was just trying to save his own ass didn’t really matter anymore. Sam's excitement was short-lived when he noticed the evil smile that made its way to your lips. You decided to taunt him a little.

“Oh, Sammy, Sammy, Sammy. What should I do now?” He looked like he wanted to bore a hole through your head. “Do I really want to buy four more cards?” You pretended to analyze the set you had on your hands.

“Don’t you even think about it, Y/L/N.” He warned, but you only laughed at his attempt of intimidating you, tossing a ‘+4’ card on top of the pile.

“Oh, would you look at that, it seems like I’m not going to buy 4 cards this time.” You turned to the man. “You, on the other hand…” He let out a huff as he stacked his hand while you and Bucky smirked at him. 

“Color?” The once excited tone turned to annoyed and impatient, and you were loving every second of it. Annoying the boys was your favourite hobby.

“Red.” Pietro and Bucky answered at the same time.

“Wow, am I that predictable?” You laughed.

Pietro opened his mouth to answer your “rhetorical” question, but was interrupted by the pilot’s voice over the plane’s built-in speakers.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, fasten your seatbelts, secure all objects and prepare for landing.”

“Well Y/L/N, seems like I’ll have to beat you another time.” He teased, putting away the cards.

“You wish birdman.” You teased back, taking a seat by the window.

The seats were really comfortable, although that wasn’t a surprise since it was one of Stark’s private planes, and the man always went out of his way to make everything better than expected.

You leaned back as you felt the plane descending, your ears clogging from the change in pressure. You watched from the window as the view seemed to get closer and more detailed. The sight of all those trees and general nature being a nice change from the cold grey color from the buildings in New York.

Stark had proposed, after a particularly draining mission, that the Avengers deserved some time away to lay back and relax, without worrying about the world’s safety. Everyone agreed almost immediately, Steve being the only one who opposed at first, his morals making him think you all should always be ready to deal with any threats, but eventually he gave in.

It was decided that the perfect place for this was a secluded farm, it normally worked as a hotel/resort for other people, but Stark rented the whole place for a week, so you wouldn’t have to deal with fans or haters during your sabatic experience. You loved the fans and didn’t mind the haters, but being away from it all was always good, to feel normal once in a while.

The plane landed soon and you made your way out, setting your luggage in your room. Since the place was equipped to accommodate several families at a time, you each got your own room. 

Your’s had a double bed, a table with a TV,  a minibar and two long shelves that served as a closet, you assumed. The bathroom was filled with the basics: a toilet, a sink and a small shower. The whole place had a rustic feeling to it, everything made out of wood, the structure as well, which was exposed on the ceiling, more as a charm rather than because of poor quality. 

You set your bag on the bed, not in the mood to unpack just yet, and walked to the other end of the room, to a double glass door that also worked as a window. Upon opening it you were pleased to state it led to a sort of backyard that ended on the pool area, looking around you could see other similar doors leading the same way, probably from the other rooms.

Walking around, you decided to explore the place a little. There were four pools, a huge soccer field, a bar, which also worked as a restaurant, by the pool area, an indoor cafeteria, a TV room, another filled to the brim with toys - for the families who brought kids -, an arcade, and a gym. 

That was all around the main house, you spotted during your walk a second house, much smaller, and took a mental note to check it out later. The sun was setting and you could feel your stomach complaining of hunger, so you made your way to your room for a quick shower before finding out where dinner was going to be served.

You were surprised when you saw Carol in the main lobby, you weren’t expecting her to be there. Soon you learned that lots of other people had decided to join the Avengers’ trip: the Asgardian brother accompanied by Valkyrie, the Guardians of the Galaxy too, T’Challa and Shuri also deciding to take a break from dealing with all of Wakanda’s problems.

You greeted all of them excitedly, the more people the more stupid things would happen throughout the week. 

After catching up quickly with each of them, you were told dinner was being served in the main cafeteria, and made your way there.

Several of your fellow teammates, and some of the new guests, were already seated chatting, waiting for the food to be served. 

“Hey.” A voice startled you.

“Peter!” You exclaimed in surprise. “I thought aunt May did not let you come.” You gave him a quick hug.

“Mr. Stark is really persuasive.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re here,” you said, genuinely, “I don’t think I could make it the whole week with all these old people who don’t understand basic slang.”

You both laughed until your attention was caught by Pietro, motioning for you guys to join him, Wanda and Shuri at their table.

You walked over, taking a seat beside Shuri and across from Wanda.

You guys engaged in an excited conversation, being the youngest ones you also ended up being the loudest, and most energetic. Shuri and Peter were arguing if it was scientifically possible to create a fire tornado combining your’s and Pietro’s power, asking you two a ton of questions. 

Wanda was quiet most of the time, laughing or adding some snarky comment here and there when it seemed appropriate, and everytime she reacted to something you would take the chance to let your eyes land on her figure for longer than necessary.

You’ve had a crush on the girl for a while now. It was nothing big or dramatic, you just found that you enjoyed spending time with her, or when she smiled or laughed. You’ve worked hard on not letting this get out of control, and you’ve succeeded well up until now, managing not to get to the point where you’d feel nervous just being around her.

Hiding those feelings had been a fairly easy task. The only ones who you were sure knew about your crush were Peter and Shuri, and that’s only because you had a minor slip up a while ago.

The three of you were in Shuri’s room in Wakanda, while Tony and Natasha discussed some issues with T’Challa. The situation started to get out of control when the bottle of that weird Wakandan alcohol was empty.

“Sometimes I borrow my brother’s suit and run around at night pretending to be the Black Panther.” Shuri confessed out of the blue.

“Have you ever been caught?” You asked.

“Kinda, but they thought I was T’Challa.” 

“Y/N, remember that time Mr. Stark almost killed Clint for breaking one of the gloves from his suit?” Peter called your attention.

“Oh my, yes,Clint just kept screaming ‘I don’t even know how the thing works’ and ‘I didn’t do it’, that was hilarious.” You laughed at the memory of Tony chasing the man across the compound.

“Yeah, well, he wasn’t lying, I was the one who broke it.” The boy confessed.

“WHAT?!”

“I was scared,” a hiccup interrupted, “that Mr. Stark would be mad so I pretended I didn’t know anything about it.” That sent the three of you into a fit of laughter.

“Now you Y/N,” Shuri called, “tell us one of your secrets.”

You shrugged.

“I don’t have any secrets.” Lie. You had one secret, but you were not saying that out loud.

“Oh, c’mon, everyone has secrets.” Peter pushed.

“Not me, I’m an open book.”

“Umm, I know what might help,” Shuri got up and handed you a small bottle, “drink.” She demanded.

Your drunken mind didn’t even think about asking what the bottle contained before chugging the whole thing down.

“How will this help?” You asked, analyzing the bottle, the words on the label written in a language you couldn’t understand.

“It’s a truth serum.” She said with a smirk plastered on her face.

Your mouth went wide in shock.

“Does it really work?” Peter asked, stumbling over to where you guys were seated.

“Let’s find out.” 

She turned to you, staring into your eyes in a way that made you feel completely exposed. You were sure your eyes were wide as you gulped in anticipation, trying to push your little secret to the back of your mind.

“So… Y/N, how about you tell us one of your secrets huh?” Her words were almost hypnotizing.

“I have a crush on Wanda.” The words escaped before you could bring your hands up to keep them inside your mouth.

They both stared at you, blank expressions on their faces, before Shuri broke into a fit of laughter.

“I can’t believe…,” she tried to get out,  “I can’t… believe… you,” she stopped, calming down and evening her breathing so as to be able to get some coherent sentence out, “I can’t believe you bought that truth serum crap. It’s just apple cider, you dumbass.”

“WHAT?” 

“Oh, wow, you got her good,” Peter gushed as they high-fived each other.

Fire started to grow around your hands, startling the two of them, the look on your face being one of pure anger. After a few seconds you let the fire die down and fell into a fit of laughter of your own.

“Okay Shuri, I have to give it to you, you got me pretty well.” You were really impressed by her tricking you like that, you’re usually the trickster.

“I thought you were going to kill us.” Peter exclaimed, shocked.

Shuri tried to pretend like the fire had not affected her at all as she diverted the subject back to your little confession.

“So… you have a thing for the Maximoff girl then?” She smirked. “Good taste.”

“You never seem nervous around her, or flustered.” Peter pointed out.

“Because I don’t let it get to that point P. I know I like to be around her and I can feel butterflies in my stomach when we accidentally touch, but I’m not letting myself turn into a love sick puppy for her.” You explained, but the look in their eyes told you they didn’t believe you.

And up to this day they still don’t believe you. They tease you discreetly whenever she is around, but you’ve become so good at hiding your feelings that most of the things they say are completely made up just to try and get a reaction out of you.

Once Steve announced the food was being served, everyone ran to the self serve station, which soon became overcrowded. 

The food was amazing though. Stark had opted to hire the place’s employees for the week instead of bringing his own, and they did not disappoint.

Next morning you walked straight to the cafeteria for breakfast. Chatting with Nat, Gamora and T’Challa you guys were abruptly interrupted by Tony entering the room with an announcement.

“Get your boots out ‘cause we are going horseback riding!”

His excessive energy at such an early time earned a few groans from around the room, but you were honestly excited by this. It had been years since you’ve ridden a horse, and you remembered how much you enjoyed it when you were younger. 

After the meal, Nat decided to join you in your room as you got ready. She, already knowing about Stark’s plans for this morning, was already dressed with pants and some comfortable shoes, you on the other hand wore shorts and slippers, not ideal for the situation.

“You didn’t seem fazed at all by Tony’s plans.” She stated.

“Yeah, well, I’ve done this before,” you explained, “and I remember enjoying it a lot.”

“Didn’t peg you as a farm girl.”

“Oh, I’m the best farm girl you’ll ever meet.” You teased, confident that riding horses was the same as riding bikes, something you could never forget how to do.

You two walked side by side to the stables, making small talk on your way there.

The place smelled exactly as you’d expect it to, it smelled of horses, horse’s poop specifically. You relished on the memories it brought back, racing against your friends, the sweat and tiredness you felt afterwards, that one time you almost broke your arm when you fell… good memories.

The horses were already saddled and geared up. A smile of anticipation painted your lips. You located Pietro and Wanda sitting on a bench, hiding from the scalding sun above you. You were quick to join them.

“Excited?” You asked them.

“You clearly are.” Wanda stated, slight panic sipped through her voice.

“How could I not? This is fun, it’s different. How long has it been since you guys did anything like this?”

“You have a point.” Pietro commented.

Steve and Clint walked towards you, fully prepared for the riding.

“How are you kids doing?” Clint patted you on the head.

“Happy, great, bursting…” Shuri came into view, jumping up and down from excitement.

“Yes, yes, YES,” Peter almost screamed, following behind the girl, “when can we ride?” His eyes darted amongst the animals waiting patiently.

“Hold on there kid,” Stark appeared out of nowhere, “you can ride, but don’t do anything stupid that can get you hurt or your aunt will kill me.”

“I promise Mr. Stark, I’m just so ready for this.” He squealed and you couldn’t help but gush a little bit with him.

While the attention was focused on the boy, you took your chance to take in Wanda, wearing a pair of leggings that just hugged her legs perfectly. Her posture was tense, her eyes scouring the horses a few feet from you guys every so often. You could’ve spent hours just looking at her, but soon enough Peter was pulling you by the arm towards the animals. 

You patted their heads, feeling the softness of their fur against your palms. You giggled when a black and tall one started sniffing your hands vigorously, tickling them slightly. 

A carrot entered your vision, out of nowhere, and you noticed a man, standing on your right, offering it to you. You took it and instantly the horse reached for it. You let him take it, cleaning his dribble that landed on your hands in his fur.

“His name’s Mustang.” The guy said.

“Hi, Mustang.” You said in a high pitched voice to the horse. You enjoyed the way he leaned into your touch slightly.

“He seems to like you. Would you like to mount him?” By that you assumed he was responsible for looking after the stable.

“Right now?” 

“We should start getting everyone ready now, before the sun gets unbearable.” 

“It gets worse than this.” You two chuckled at your statement.

“Do you need any help?” You thought about his offer for a few seconds.

“Nah, I think I’m good. You should go help him though,” you point at an extremely excited Peter, “he’s too excited for his own good.” He glanced over at the boy, chuckling.

“Maybe I should. If you need anything, just ask.” He left towards Peter and you started to gather up the courage to do this.

You took Mustang by the reins, pulling him away from the fence where he was tied. You passed them above the horse’s head, with a little difficulty since he was really tall. As you walked to his side, readying to pull yourself up, your nerves started to grow. He was not only tall but considerably strong, what if he decided to go crazy on you? What if you fell and hurt yourself? What if you hurt others? 

You shook your head and pushed those thoughts aside. They would not help you right now. So you gripped both hands onto the saddle, settled your left feet on the footboard, and in one swift motion you pushed yourself up, adjusting your position so you could sit comfortably.

Just like riding a bike.

Proud with yourself, you sat up straight, giving Mustang a light kick with your heels, indicating for him to move. You let him trut around for a while, getting to know how he was in general. His movements were surprisingly smooth for such a tall horse, he wasn’t heavy or stubborn with the reins, following your instructions with ease.

Soon enough everyone had already been mounted except for Pietro and Wanda. From a distance you could notice them discussing something, as you approached you could see Wanda hesitate.

“Yep, I’m not doing this.” She said, moving away from her brother.

“Everything okay?” You caught their attention.

“Wanda is being a baby.” Pietro mocked.

“I’m not.” She shot back.

“Then just get on top of the damn horse.”

“No.” She just snapped dryly. You could tell she was scared despite trying to sound confident.

Suddenly an idea popped into your head, and you would curse yourself for the rest of the ride for suggesting it.

“Do you want to ride with me?” You asked her.

Her expression was one of surprise. You looked at the guy who was responsible, asking for any sign if it was ok for two people to ride the same horse.

“You’re a good rider, I guess that’s ok.” 

You turned back to Wanda, a hopeful smile on your lips. She thinked about it for a second.

“Yeah… okay.” 

She approached you cautiously as you took your feet off the footboard and pushed your body forward for her to have enough space to settle behind you. The guy helped her up, and to adjust her feet and body so she was comfortable.

You looked over your shoulder and she nodded, giving you permission to sit back. 

That’s the moment you regreted ever having this idea. 

Having Wanda pressed like this against your body was like heaven and hell decided to play with all your senses. You took a breath to calm yourself down.

“Can we move?”

“Yeah.” She whispered into your neck and god… Wanda Maximoff would be the death of you.

Your feet were now dangling free around the horse, her’s on the proper place offered by the saddle, but you didn’t mind. You kicked Mustang softly with your heels, and when he took a first step Wanda let out a squeal of surprise, her arms finding their way around your waist, pushing your back further into her.

One of your hands went to her leg, caressing it softly to calm her nerves, even though yours weren’t calm at all, but that was due to a totally different reason. You were very aware of the position you found yourselves into. Her front flushed against your back, her arms around you, your thighs brushing against her’s, her breath tickling the back of your neck.

You turned your head to talk to her, and that was another mistake, the closeness between both your faces made you lose your breath for a second.

“You okay?” You managed to get out.

She just nodded in response, her face giving hints of her nervousness. You noticed the redness on her cheeks and the small beads of sweat on her forehead from the extremely hot sun and couldn’t help but imagine her in that same state, just different circumstances.

You pushed those thoughts away, remembering the girl behind you was a mind reader, and these kinds of thoughts must be really loud. 

The ride itself should’ve been pleasant, the guy responsible, you learned his name was Alan, took you guys on a trail around the woods. The views were beautiful, some covered with trees and others with wide open plains. You even tried to talk to some of your friends once in a while, but your mind was fixated on the woman behind you, how her body felt against yours and the butterflies that couldn’t quiet down on the pit of your stomach.

Up until now you’ve had perfect control over your crush, you couldn’t lose that now. So you tried your best to keep any dirty thoughts about her away, no matter how hard it had been. She kept quiet for the most part, her breath uneven from what you assumed was her fear of horses. You would ask her every few minutes if she was feeling okay, which she always told you she was, those being the only interactions between the both of you for the entirety of the ride.

She thanked you once you were back at the stables, and you felt shy under her gaze. You assured her it was nothing as you walked back to the main house.

Getting rid of your clothes was way too satisfying, your legs sore from not having any support during the ride. Nonetheless you put on a bikini and headed down to the pools, immediately jumping on the larger one, which was freezing cold giving you a refreshing feeling after being under the sun for so long.

You didn’t see Wanda for the rest of the day, which you were slightly disappointed but also thankful for. After that morning you had no idea how you would react being around her and you were happy to postpone figuring it out as much as possible.

Dinner was when you finally saw her again. She was wearing a low cut flowery dress that barely covered half her thighs. You were practically drooling at the view of her, Peter and Shuri, who were seating with you, didn’t let it go unnoticed.

“Look who’s blushing miss ‘I have it under control’.” Shuri teased, causing your face to heat up even more than before.

“Shut up.” You tried, pathetically, to play it cool.

“Oh, c’mon, don’t deny it,” Peter chirped in, “you were so tense on top of that horse I thought you were paralized.”

“Okay, okay,” you gave in, “maybe I don’t have it so much under control anymore. Happy?”

“Very much, actually.” Shuri nodded pleased. “Whatcha gonna do now?”

“I’m leaving.” You said, getting up and walking away before any of them could protest. 

Your initial plan was to go back to your room, but you caught sight of that other house you had spotted yesterday and decided to find out what it was for. 

The front contained a small chapel. The lights inside were on, but it still looked creepy in the dark, like something out of a horror movie. The back was much more interesting. 

Once you located the lights switch, you found yourself in a huge room, it had couches scattered along the walls and the center could be easily turned into a dancing floor. The rustic vibe, with wooden structures showing all around would make a great place for a party. You took a mental note to tell Stark about it the next day.

You walked towards the balcony in the back. The sun had already set, but you could tell that this place had a beautiful view of the plains and mountains far ahead. There were some couches and you took a seat, letting your body relax while you looked for your headphones to listen to some music.

You stared at the darkness ahead, whistling along to the song and playing with a fire string around your fingers, when you were suddenly struck by the most beautiful view you had ever seen. 

You couldn’t explain why it happened, or how it even happened, but didn’t dwell too much on those questions, opting to just appreciate that moment, not knowing if you’d be able to see anything like that again.

You must’ve stayed there for hours when your body started to slowly drift off into sleep. Making the hard decision of going back to your room, you got up from the couch, turned off the lights and dragged yourself back, falling asleep immediately after your head hit the pillow.

You weren’t actively avoiding Wanda, but if you caught wind that she was somewhere, that was the last place you would think about going. It worked, and for a good 24 hours. And those were torturous 24 hours. 

It was your third day there and you couldn’t even look at Wanda’s direction, it was pathetic really. You distracted yourself with Bucky and Sam, avoiding Shuri and Peter and their constant teasing too. You even remembered to tell Stark about the place you found the night before, and he was excited to plan a small party there.

The only moment of the day in which you weren’t overthinking about what Wanda might or might not have heard from your thoughts during the horseback riding was when you, Sam and Bucky decided to play a small prank on everyone. Bucky had packed six foam sprayers and each of you got two, running around the resort, foaming everyone that came into view. At some point you three were being chased by almost everyone and ended up being thrown on the freezing cold pool, fully clothed. 

Today was a different day though. And you did not have the same luck as the day before at avoiding Wanda. 

You were playing chicken fights in the pool with Steve, Nat and Carol when she decided to show up. It would’ve been fine, everything would have been just fine if she wasn’t wearing that fucking bikini. It was so delicate, yet so hot. Your brain was not prepared to deal with that kind of view. 

Your eyes followed her every movement, when she tied her hair in a messy bun, when she searched her bag for her book, when she took a seat and adjusted herself so she could sunbathe. You were hypnotized by the way her muscles flexed with even the slightest of movements, by how perfect she was.

Nat brought you out of your thoughts, although you didn’t quite make out what she had said.

“What?”

“Are you finally admitting you have a crush on her?” She questioned, a smirk plastered on her face.

“How…you-I’m not, I mean… How do you know?” You settled on.

“You’re good at hiding it, I’ll give you that, but my whole thing is figuring out people’s secrets.”

“Fair enough.” You managed to not stutter this time, your nerves calming down while your mind focused on something other than Wanda.

“Are you going to do anything about it?” 

“Look at me,” you gestured dramatically, “I lost control of my crush, she’s sitting all the way over there and that’s already making me nervous. Do you think I’m remotely capable of doing anything about it?”

“I don’t think you give yourself enough credit.” 

As you processed that to try and come up with a response, Sam called the both of you to play volleyball. You moved to the pool which had a net already set up and as they were dividing teams, Wanda showed up. 

Unfortunately for you, you were on different teams. You had hoped to be on the same team as her so you could stand in front of her and not risk having your eyes get distracted by her all the time. Her being on the opposing team just made it so that you were facing her all the time.

As to avoid losing focus, you kept your eyes on the ball all the time, so much so that you didn’t miss one single shot. The few times you looked at Wanda she wasn’t looking at you, which was good, if your eyes had met you’d probably melt right then and there.

The game was getting more competitive by the minute, in a friendly way of course, and you had all agreed no powers could be used during it. But at some point the ball was coming your way, although you’d have to move slightly to reach it, you weren’t fast enough and somehow you got a perfect shot. The ball moved. If you hadn’t been watching the ball like a hawk you would’ve missed it. It was almost unnoticeable, but it moved nonetheless to fall right into your hands. Someone was breaking the rules, you couldn’t tell who it was, and it didn’t matter since they were helping you after all.

Everyone got tired of the game eventually, the other team winning by half a dozen points, damn Natasha and her fast reflexes. 

It was near dinner time already, so you took a shower and headed to the cafeteria. 

The food wasn’t served yet, but you found Sam, Bucky and Pietro playing UNO while they waited. Sam invited you to join as soon as he spotted you and you accepted.

“Ready to get your ass kicked, birdman?” You teased.

“You wish, hot head.” He teased back.

You played one whole round, Pietro winning and taking the opportunity to make fun of you and Sam for losing. 

“See, now both of you got your asses kicked.” 

“I want a rematch.” Sam sent an angry glare at the Sokovian.

“You’re on.”

“Hey Wanda,” you heard Bucky call, not even noticing she was around, “wanna play?”

“Sure,” she answered and took a seat beside you. Well great, now your chances at being remotely able to focus on the game dropped to zero. 

The entirety of the game you couldn’t get your mind off of Wanda. Most of the time she was the one that played directly after you and you couldn’t bring yourself to screw her with the “special” cards.

That worked pretty well for her when she was the first to scream “UNO”. Bucky gave you the knowing look, you just hoped Sam and Pietro would catch on as well. And they did, all three of the adding a ‘+2’ card to the pile until it reached you. 

Did you have a ‘+2’ card to play? Yes, you did. But then your eyes fell on Wanda, watching you intently. You couldn’t bring yourself to do it. So you let out a sigh for dramatic effect and stretched your arm to pick up 6 cards from the deck. The smile that made its way into the other girl’s lips made this small sacrifice totally worth it. You didn’t even get the chance to reach the pile.

“YES.” She exclaimed as she played her last card, getting up and doing a celebratory dance. You didn’t even regret losing so easily, she looked so cute when she won that if you could you'd always let her win at anything, just to see that smile.

“Wow, Y/L/N and Wilson, got your asses kicked twice tonight, that must be embarrassing.” Pietro teased as he joined Wanda with their victory celebration.

You handed Bucky your cards so he could shuffle them into the pile. He took a quick peek at them and by the smirk he sent your way you knew he had seen that ‘+2’ you were hiding in there. Great, more people to tease you about your not-so-little-anymore crush.

There was no time for a third round since dinner was already being served. You ate quietly, having Wanda so close you couldn’t trust yourself to talk as much as you usually do and end up embarrassing yourself.

The rest of the table was engaged in conversation while you just listened and nodded along. Every time Wanda talked you’d feel your cheeks getting hot, and Bucky took notice, sending you a smirk when it happened. 

Once everyone had eaten you all gathered at a TV room in the main house, catching up and generally relaxing all together. 

Peter was scrolling through the TV when he had the brilliant idea of having some karaoke. A cliche? Yes, but it sounded like it could be fun anyways.

For some reason, during this week, it seemed like every good idea came back to bite you on the ass later. This was no different. 

You started off singing with Peter, you put on a whole performance complete with some ridiculous dancing and all, Shuri joining halfway through the song. Tony came next, surprising everyone with an amazing voice. Rocket, Gamora and Carol came next, causing the whole room to burst into laughter with their antics, and even Shuri was able to pull her brother into singing something with her.

After a few more hilarious and surprisingly good singing, came the last performance, that was no other than Wanda and Pietro. Since everyone was already kind of tired they chose a slower song to duet. 

Saying you got butterflies on your stomach was an understatement. All your organs were jumping up and down inside you, your heart beating so fast you were sure anyone in the room could hear it. 

Pietro was a great singer, but Wanda’s voice was just… just. It was soft, but strong at the same time. She sang with confidence in her voice despite the shyness you noticed in her body language. 

And then her eyes met yours during a particularly romantic verse, she sang it staring at you. If your powers included melting yourself you’re sure you would be just a puddle in the couch by now. Your heart stopped, your breath caught and your body froze completely. Not leaving this state of shock even after she finished said verse and averted her gaze from yours, a shy smile forming on her lips. 

“You’ve got a little drool right there.” Bucky whispered, getting your attention, shoving you on the shoulder lightly.

You blinked and shook your head, coming back to reality and rolling your eyes at him in an attempt to play it cool. You were regretting ever agreeing to this trip in the first place.