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[deiscension]

Now that my hiatus is over I want to get the ball rolling again but need to build up traction, sooo like for a short starter / one liner! Will prioritize new mutuals/mutuals I haven't gotten to interact with much.

[perypera]

Five Hargreeves would not say this? would not do that?

Why not?

I saw this alot and want to use this as a prompt into Five’s character study 🙃 so i will take it like a genuine question.

Whatever happened happens. We watched the show, that season 4 is what we got, everything in those 6 eps are canon that they gave us - unchangeable, but how to interprete it - is in your hand and your mind.

So if you want to talk, hello and continue. if your mind already set on stone about ignoring S4 then goodbye.

And this should serve as a feelgood post, S4 Five is not so bad or OOC as people said, he is just more human and less unhinge. A reminder we are watching a show from the very 1st season were literally built brick by brick with : Forbidden love, lies, cheating, turned your back on your family... Why easily accept that with some characters and be unforgiving when it comes to others.

( This is my little pleasure post for my future self to read and enjoy, i did not reread this post, might back later ).

Have some different perspectives to decide is S4!Five worth to be a good person to you or you think it only last 3 seasons. Tua S4 spoiler contain:

Use viewpoint to navigate to the perspective you want to read.

(This is not to sway any opinion about shipping, no, you do you.)

Viewpoint: Five is not himself because he would not follow Lila to the tunnel or take the train or he would do it alone?

Again? Why not? : Five worked for the Commision for around 5 years when Lila was raised in the Commision since 4yo. She is not his colleague, she surpassed his experience in working in/outside of time. So believed in someone with much more experience and let they take the lead is dumbtify his character? Really? Didn't it show his ability to calculate and work for the best results?

Viewpoint: Unnecessary romance line?

Necessity for the plot : Remember when Five killed robot mother Grace so Diego didn’t have to. That is a robot, in s4 it was Diego's 3 children, could Diego be the one to tell Lila to leave them into the unknown? I can say really ‘No’

+++ The mercy for Diego (ironically i know) is the burden they put on Five's shoulder. The guy really be doomed by the plot this season, the responsibilities and what they needed him to shoulder is so much that this is just a little grain compared to everything.

Necessity for the character : Going full circle since S1E1 "We only see each other at weddings and funerals" . The other Hargreeves have the privilege to grow up, leave the nest, build their own little family, now in S4 this is Five's turn to have that, he could have that this season is not the bad thing like people try to make it to be.

+++ Hey, that old man Five could't have a normal teenhood or adulthood, judge him or not he might never truly experience love outside his love for family and now he got swifted off his feets with love with a lover. Well, that is some tough shites you can't control with your mind.

If you couldn't give him credit to control his Anger is there any chance with the biggest hit like Love - precaution that is something you could catch in a matter of seconds then your mind and your heart got flipped.

Viewpoint : He gave up finding a way home and want to take a break, bad or good?

Now, the timeline of s4: 6 years in the new timeline + 6 years lost in the subway can't find a way home equal 12 years later.

Cue good guy no.1 to be our mirror: Lets see the time through the eyes of someone whose character was reduced to a golden retriever - good boy enough for you? - Luther. if you got bored skip to "+++"

Imagine if in the course of 6 years finding Sloan he got tired and give up. Then after that he met a girl, that girl understands him in all traumas he had been through and , 6 years later, over 10 years passed, he couldn’t find Sloan and he fell in love with this girl. He decided give up looking. Would it make Luther a bad guy?

+++ Five could never be as a good boy. His moral is lower than all the other Hargreeves because he was lost and left alone since 13yo with no human around to be a emotions moral figure, his love for his family is in his head for 45 years living in the Apocalypse but that is the time he did not experience other kind of love, even then he also gave up for an imagination love with a manequin...

So... he deserved abit understanding in this subway lost situation? They both thought they couldn't find a way out that purgatory and boy if that old man is not a walking stick of emotional starve.

And to clearly see the canon events so ones can give it personal meaning, there is a subject i think necessarily to be defined. The “family”

Family by destiny (big family) : the family of who bounded together not by choice but by destiny - siblings.

Family by choice (nuclear family) : The one you build with your lover

Cue good guy no.2 : I want to tell you a story about a movie i watched, if you got bored skip to "+++"

An 100yo man in a young body, by destiny created a big family, they stand side by side against wars after wars, the family entrusted their life with one another. Always got each other’s back, they are one big family and if any of them needed the others will answer.

The old man also lives for his destinied family like that, whenever one in danger he would come running.

But after what seemed like infinite times and infinite wars he lost some siblings in his family but he was still standing. He chose to say that was it, i’m tired, i can’t keep doing this, the family will always be in danger, they will always need me but I can’t give any more. He gave up his big family and come home to his lover to live a quiet life together with her.

Well, that is Captain America, he is always an epitome of the best good guy in the multiverse.

+++ This is a trope so generally used in movies. So Five would never ever EVER touch that image because he is a moral grey character, well, but give the 70yo soul man a little empathize is not too much yeah?

Viewpoint : Hiding the cypher

This is one big subject coming to say about his character. While the man was famous for the one characteristic - his love for his family.

Put in the context of time: Five got a relationship and built him a little family of his own for the very first time in 70years. Now in between bring his lover back to dangers with the big family of his sblings >/or < stay in a safe timeline to protect his lover, being torn is saying it lightly.

Have you ever been in the situation like that? And do you happen to be able to control time and space?

+++ The perspective here is that: he didn’t destroy the cypher. He knew they must come back, he must give her the way back.

But we are watching the show where Five is TIME LORD - Let that sink in, he could comeback at exactly the day and the time he wants. Why must ignore that fact, he can live with Lila for idk 20yrs more, then come back exactly that Christmas day. So he can ensure both her happiness and safenesses then take her going back in time to face the Apocalypse with his family.

He didn’t choose the dark turn, that worth 1 point right? Come on~

Last but not least: The abomination ending

Remember since the beginning Five is described versus now s4 he was built to be the character as :

S1-2 (21 days) : Saving the family and sacrifice the timeline or anything in the way >/<S3 (1 week later) : Give up fighting, want to travel and compensate for lost time >/< S4 (13 years later): Saving the timeline and sacrifice his family, his one true love, everything he had and more.

See how epic his character was supposed to change, but this is not something so simple that you can execute in 6eps. This need atleast 6 seasons + 1 movie to be presented enough.

Only thing can't be debateable is Lila, she is the best. I love her in all her broken parts.

So do you want to talk more about perspectives with me or go forget this s4 altogether 😌

[ollycohens]

Hello! I was wondering whether you have any tips for writing Five in s1? I feel like I’m writing him ooc but I don’t know how to write him in character.

I hope this is allowed. Thank youu!

This is definitely allowed!! I love questions like this. I hope I can answer this alright, because I struggle with this too haha.

For me, when writing s1 Five, I may rewatch some scenes from the show. It may help to look at separate scenes from different episodes just in case so you can get an overall idea of him. I specifically go into this mindset that separates fiction from canon and I think of scenes from the show, depending on the situation I’m writing. For example if Five is talking with Klaus, we all may think he acts mean to everyone but actually remembering and possibly going back to look at interactions youll see that he’s actually quite mellow and plain in interactions, doesn’t insult unless he’s stressed (with the apocalypse) or someone is getting on his nerves (I’ve found rewatching happens less than you think).

S1 Five is running on straight adrenaline at all times. He has the constant fear and dread of the apocalypse dooming over him, and his siblings are not helping so he lashes out at them sometimes. Either ignores them or will say something similar to an empty stressed out threat (trying to get them to leave him be so he can work on the apocalypse).

Main takeaway points to think about and recognize when writing s1 Five is:

- he’s stressed about the apocalypse. No one is helping him

- it’s the (possible) first time he’s seen his siblings. They are strangers to him but he still loves them, awkwardness and precious traumas of last seeing them dead aside

- he’s in a “new” body. He’s going through puberty AGAIN. He is a child again. He doesn’t feel like himself and is mad about that but he has bigger problems.

- Klaus is the only one not being rude to him. He trusts Klaus more than the rest. Not in a “always reliable” way, but a “will be useful if offered something in return”. He goes to Klaus for most things in s1 (?), specifically apocalypse related help.

- he has no manners, doesn’t quite understand people and that what he says actually affects others. Either that or he is stressed and doesn’t care

- he has the mindset of “everyone is equal, no one is bad or good, they’re just people, they all can do bad things and or good things, doesn’t mean they are inheritely just bad or good people”

- he will kill people who will do bad things in the future (example: he talks to Luther about killing a flower merchant in case he causes the apocalypse in the future)

- he’s rude to strangers in s1 due to stress and constant dread, and these strangers aren’t giving him the answers he needs to stop the apocalypse so he’s upset and tired and angry. Outside of s1 you’ll see he’s kind to strangers, most of the time.

- he stands and acts like an old man physically but the toll of being in his younger body are affecting him mind and stuff because of puberty, so he may act on impulse out of anger but he rationally thinks things through often

- he actually does vent to his siblings. He tells them things in s1 (Luther: found their bodies. He’s feelings about murder. Viktor: what he found when he teleported when he was younger.) he talks to people about his problems, but not often because he doesn’t find the time or the reason. He doesn’t see it as necessarily important unless it helps further solving something. This may not apply to when he talks to Viktor in s1 about the apocalypse for the first time. He adds some things while explaining that the world is ending that make it seem like he’s just venting, not trying to get Viktor to understand the end of the world

- He starts showing signs of PTSD in s1. We don’t know if he’s had symptoms previously but in s1 we see him have a flashback in his van at some point after seeing some kids playing (reminds him of his childhood and the apocalypse??). PTSD is a problem in s1 for him, but we don’t really see him bring it up, but it’s there. We don’t know what happens off screen so that’s up to interpretation

Overall, he’s just an old guy stuck in his old-new 13 year old body and is going through puberty again. He’s mad about his body, upset that his siblings aren’t helping him (Klaus and possibly Luther aside. Luther helps him later in the season with confronting Cha-Cha and Hazel). He’s tiny and angry.

If you’d like to, you can send me (in dms or asks) some little things you’ve written of Five and I can give some critique or feedback on making him more in character <3 that’s up to you though!!! I’ll help with anything! I hope this helped, or atleast made sense, I may have ranted and got off topic but I’m not sure so let me know if there’s anything specific I can help with!

Thank you for this ask!!! It made me happy! ♥️

[herobadendtheater]

( ooc for a bit but I fucking love how all this is going, especially with everyone (the anons) here, HELLO YALL!!! 👋 best ASK blog I've participated in, makes me wanna draw stuff because of it /vpos - OOC Bird anon)

(( THANK YOU!! hero and the anons are like one big happy doomed family. except hero is really the only doomed one. I would be honored to have people draw things based off my portrayal of hero!!!! ))

[seefare]

when ena sings with THEIR creations, will a memetic entity not be part of the choir?

aka: reasonings for how misha can be seen by others

hello! forgive me for starting the blog off with a long ass ooc post but this is something i feel i need to make clear since it concerns majority of the people misha will be interacting with.

as you all know, in canon, not everyone can see misha. only the nameless and those who work closely with memoria (i.e. black swan, gallagher) are able to see and speak with him. however, i'm afraid something like that is just not gonna fly in an rp group. i mean, it would be unfair to limit my interactions to just those people, right?

hence why i've come up with all this to try and explain why it's different this time around.

couldn't you have just suspend the disbelief? assumed that misha can be seen because of some vague yet understood worldbuilding point? i mean... maybe. but i like doing this a lot lot more :3

so! let's start off with the reason why misha cannot be seen by others in canon.

misha is a creation of mikhail char legwork, the watchmaker, who is the founder of penacony and also a nameless. we all know this idk why i had to explain it. but anyways! misha's purpose was to essentially guide the nameless through mikhail's hopes and dreams. he is the watchmaker's legacy. hence why he can only be seen by those on the path of trailblaze—because he is born of a nameless' memory. it also explains why black swan and gallagher know him—they're both individuals who have close ties to memes and memoria.

to summarize: misha can only be seen by the nameless because those are the only people that mikhail left his legacy for. he never intended for anyone else to meet or know misha because, well. they don't really need to.

so what's different this time? why can misha be seen by others now?

here's how i'm choosing to go about it: ena's sweet dream has overridden mikhail's.

HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT

in the cutscene for 'then wake to weep,' we hear the trailblazer say this: "the penacony in mikhail's dreams does not belong to order." we can assume from this (and the slew of other dialogue from mikhail) that the watchmaker's aspirations for penacony are directly at odds with the order's. hence why he felt it so important to preserve this hope, that it may let the future nameless free penacony from ena's influence.

but in here... well, let's just say that we aren't entirely free from that influence yet. we are well within penacony's shadow. and what does that mean for us?

the light doesn't shine through. mikhail's dream gets drowned out once more.

this is why i'm opting to wipe misha's memories of everything that's happened. he doesn't remember his identity or his purpose, he thinks mikhail is still his grandfather, and he's still working at the reverie. his quest has been stripped from him—in the sweet dream, he is no longer tasked with passing on mikhail's legacy to the nameless because, well. mikhail's dream for penacony doesn't belong to the order. and what isn't in order will be removed.

and so there's no reason for his existence to be exclusive anymore. when he got brought back, he was no longer the watchmaker's legacy. he's just a memetic entity whose memories got messed with.

does that make sense? god god god

now... is this to say that misha will forever be this weird amnesiac kid, eternally doomed to a life of bellboyery and daydreams? no, i have a feeling mikhail's hopes are not yet fully extinguished. for now though, considering the nature of this group... this is where we're at.

come say hi to the reverie's weird bellboy!

[frickfrackapplesnack]

hello! i would like to request chishiya meeting reader who's exuberant during games but gets anxious when wearing a swimsuit at the beach (bc reader's on the heavier side). chishiya helps her feel comfy (but ofc not without being snarky about it). doesn't have to be full of fluff. just chishiya being chishiya. thankssss! 🤗💙

Requested by: Anonymous Title: Swimsuit of doom Warnings: Swearing, mentions of past body shaming, murder, slightly ooc Chishiya Words: 3230

I hope this meets your expectations, I haven't written a request in almost two years, so the writing may be a little rusty. Thank you for the request!

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When everyone had vanished and y/n found herself alone in Tokyo's deserted streets, she had no idea where her life would go from there. She had no idea how much blood and carnage would befall her in the near future; all she knew was that she felt completely alone.

She'd made it this far after witnessing so many people die for the sake of a crappy playing card, but as her Visa's expiration date approached, the fear of death pushed her to play more games, kill more people, and allow the pool of guilt in the pit of her stomach to grow and slowly drown her in its dark depths. She didn't know how long it had been at this point, it felt like it had been weeks, if not months, since she stood alone, now she was surrounded by people eagerly anticipating the start of the new game with only 2 minutes until registration closed. There were a few familiar faces in the crowd tonight, especially Kuina and Chishiya, who y/n had seen several times before.

They were great at games and extremely intelligent, and y/n would be lying if she said she didn't like them. They had formed a kind of friendship because they had seen each other so much, though y/n thought that word was a little strong. They would assist each other in the games and conversed through small talk from time to time, y/n had grown closer to Kuina than with Chishiya, he was a lot quieter than the two of them.  They came from a group called Beach, which was based at a resort not far from the gaming arena, according to Kuina. Tonight, while waiting in the lobby of what appeared to be a hotel, y/n found herself talking with Kuina about the said organisation, which Kuina had been trying to persuade her to join for quite some time.

“I don’t know” y/n sighed, “I do well on my own.” She had always done well on her own and had never needed anyone when she was younger, and she was afraid that if she joined this group, she would lose even more of her freedom than she had already lost the moment she found herself alone. Although the Beach had a serious goal, Kuina had assured her that it was also a place to party and have fun, a place to unwind after the games. This appealed to Y/n, but she wasn't convinced that a good party could compensate for her lack of freedom... However, the company could be enjoyable.  “Kuina, I have already said I do fine on my own.”

Kuina scoffed, crossing her arms over her pale chest, “I’m not saying you don’t” She countered, “You kick ass in the games, everyone knows it. That’s why you should join.” She smirked, “And besides, we could hang out more…right Chishiya?” she asked, turning to her white-haired companion.

“Yeah.” He responded, removing a headphone from his left ear, he often listened to music while waiting for a game. “You’re badass.” He smirked, causing y/n to blush. She knew he was probably mocking her, and Kuina both but she still took the compliment.

“Be real!” she laughed. “You couldn’t care less blondie” Chishiya’s head shot up, glaring at her.

“You could be right, but you’ll never know.” He sassed back.

“You think you’re so clever!” y/n laughed. “I think underneath that hard ass exterior there is a real softie”. Kuina laughed at the statement, teasing Chishiya about the honesty in y/n’s words. Chishiya opened his mouth to, no doubt, throw some snarky remark back at her when that all too familiar dinging sound came. The game was about to begin. The game was called Capture the flag; the rules were simple. There were two teams a green team, and a red team, and the objective was to kill the person known as: “the flag” on the opposite team. You could kill anyone you want, as long as you kill the flagged player your whole team wins. The difficulty: Six of Clubs.

Whatever team lost would get up close and personal with a laser.

There were ten people on each team, and y/n found herself on a team with both Kuina and Chishiya which she was happy about, she didn’t want to kill the only two people she had come to know in this dreadful world.

The three of them soon found themselves huddled in a hotel bathroom; half the time given already gone. Only half an hour remaining to capture and kill the flag, most of their team already dead. Y/n was in the midst of an argument with Chishiya about which one of them should be the one to get the flag.

“I am smaller than you are, easier to hide.” Y/n argued, “And besides I was the one that found the flags location!” Chishiya scoffed.

“Half of those team members are part of the Beach; I know their every move.” He explained, “You have made it clear you don’t want anything to do with the beach. So just sit back and let the grownups do the work.” He growled.

“Was that meant to be a short joke?” Y/n scoffed. Chishiya only shrugged. “Fine, if you let me get the flag…I’ll join the Beach.” She offered, this made Kuina perk up in excitement, begging Chishiya to let her do it.

“I need a female friend.” She pleaded despite the displeased look on her friend’s face. Chishiya sighed, giving into y/n and Kuina’s request.

“But, if we get killed its on you and your stupidity” he said pointedly, “Don’t screw this up.”

“As if” y/n rolled her eyes, “You were the one that said I was badass.” She countered, as she neared the hallway door.

“I regret that.” She heard Chishiya mutter as she left the room, a new surge of confidence filling her chest at the thought of proving the snobbish blonde wrong. She crept softly and quietly toward where she had spotted the flag a while earlier, being careful not to be spotted by anyone on the opposing team that may be sulking around. Her phone chimed in her pocket, signalling 20 minutes left until the end of the game. She had to get to that flag now. The person playing the flag wore a vest corresponding with the colour of their team, while other team member wore arm bands. Y/n was sure she had seen someone in a red vest sneak into a maintenance closet not too far from where she was now. Turing a corner y/n could see the closet at the end of the hallway and was about to advance towards it when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist from behind.

“Hey pretty girl…off for a midnight stroll?” A tall dark-haired male whispered in her ear, she could see his red armband wrapped around his wrist sirens sounding inside her head, she knew she would be killed if she didn't act quickly. Y/n wrapped her left leg around the man's calf and pushed him backwards, taking advantage of the opportunity to push herself out of his grip and trip him. The man collapsed backwards onto the carpeted floor, struggling to breathe once all the air had been knocked out of him. Y/n straddled the man and stabbed him repeatedly with a knife she had hidden in her boot until he was no longer breathing, blood covering him from his neck to torso. It was a gruesome sight that made y/n gag. Y/n stood covered in blood and made her way towards the closet door, where a terrified girl in a red vest had been hiding. It didn't take her long to kill her and win the game. But y/n felt no pride, only guilt.

Y/N stood outside the hotel, holding the game card tightly in her hands, waiting for a car to return the beach members to headquarters. She'd be joining them now, fulfilling her part of the bargain with Chishiya, who hadn't spoken to her since she'd gone to kill the flag. After the game, there were only 5 people left alive, and y/n felt bad about killing the red flag bearer and thus condemning all those people on the red team to death, but it had to be done. She had no desire to die. As the car pulled up in front of them, Y/n had no time to think about her guilt. Chishiya explained the situation to the driver, who welcomed y/n into the vehicle without hesitation. Y/n sat next to Kuina, talking about anything and everything, ignoring to the hole Chishiya was burning in the back of her head as he glared at her. She didn't understand why he was so angry; she had saved their lives and even agreed to join the beach. Blondie should have been happy instead of sad.

Once they arrived y/n was escorted to a man Kuina and Chishiya called: Hatter, who was apparently the leader of this organisation. The moment she stepped foot into the large room where he was waiting for them it was if she could smell the crazy coming off him. He sat with his legs crossed, a girl on each arm, wearing an overbearingly bright dressing gown. Y/n started to heavily regret his decision. But looking back at Kuina who gave her a small thumbs up before Chishiya dragged her out of the room y/n felt as if she owed it to them. She had made a bet after all.

She had sat with Hatter for a while after he had demanded she give him her playing card. Y/n listened to him ramble on about how he had formed the beach and the exact reason for its existence, showing her the wall of cards, pointing out which ones he had collected. He had explained that gathering all the cards could be their way out of borderland and back to the real world. Y/n loved the idea, wanting nothing but to escape back to reality and forget all about the bloodshed she had caused.

But she didn’t agree with all the rules that came along with being a member of the Beach, especially rule number one. She now sat in a room that had been assigned to her, looking at the swimsuit that lay on her bed. Kuina had picked it out, and y/n couldn’t help but cringe at how small the bikini looked, and how much skin she would be showing by wearing it. If she had known she had to wear a swimsuit all the time y/n wouldn’t have made the bet with Chishiya…she should have just let him take over and kill the flag. She began to undress slowly, timidly standing in front of the bedroom mirror. y/n wasn't someone who gave up easily, and she wasn't a coward either. But she was terrified of people seeing her almost naked walking around in the revealing bikini Kuina had chosen for her. She couldn't bear the thought of being scrutinised for the shape of her body.

When y/n looks in the mirror, her gaze is drawn to her curvy waist and thick thighs, which, no matter how hard she tried, always rubbed together. She was disgusted by her almost naked appearance. Y/n had vibrant red hair and even a few tattoos, and when her body was covered, she was one of the most confident people you could ever meet. She felt proud of her appearance, as long as minimal skin was showing. She was powerful and felt powerful. When she was covered. A knock on the door pulled her from her contemplative state.

“Y/n” It was Kuina. “You ready to go to the bar?” She asked.

“Uh…yeah.” Y/N stuttered, “Just give me a minute to wash up.”

“Okay,” Kuina said, “I’ll meet you down there, just follow the sounds of the music!” she giggled, before y/n could hear her walking off down the hall. Y/n turned back to look at the swimsuit laid out on the bed for her. She couldn’t stay up in her room all night, or Kuina would come looking for her. And so, with a heavy heart y/n began to change into her swimsuit of doom.

An hour later y/n had still not left the comfort of her room, now sitting on the floor feeling almost naked in this new black, skimpy swimsuit. She had tried to convince herself that she would be fine, but one look in the mirror and she was sure the swimsuit only made her look bigger, in all the wrong ways. Her thighs were massive, and her arms looked like they were melting off her bones. Although Despite the fact that she was a healthy weight for her height group, y/n was ashamed of herself and her body, having endured years of torment from her friends and family who mocked her weight. Of course, Kuina was unaware of this, and she most likely chose this swimsuit because she thought y/n would look good in it. She had no idea it would end up killing her. Slowly, from the inside out. Another knock on the door sounded and y/n rushed to cover herself with her arms. Afraid that the person could barge in any moment. She assumed it was just Kuina but wasn’t going to take any chances.

“Go away Kuina…I’m not feeling well…” She lied, hoping her new friend would understand and leave her alone.

“It’s a shame you’re a bad liar.” Chishiya said from the other side of the door. “Seriously, you should work on that.” Y/n could practically hear him smirking.

“Go away blondie.” She groaned, not in the mood to deal with the man right now. “I’m not feeling well.” Suddenly the door to the room opened, and Chishiya strode inside, hands buried in the pockets of his white jacket. Y/n gasped, now standing, and trying desperately to cover herself.

“You know your issue?” Chishiya asked, not waiting for an answer, “Your voice gets all high pitched when you lie.” He explained, looking smug.

Y/n, upset that he had just barged in, grabbed a pillow off the bed and threw it at him. “Excuse me, I’m not dressed.” She stressed. “Get the fuck out!”

Chishiya looked confused, eyeing her up and down. This made y/n feel very self-conscious. “You’re in a swimsuit, right?” he asked, y/n nodded. “Then you’re fine.” y/n glared at the white-haired man and demand he tell her why he had come in. “Kuina sent me to get you, she’s a bit too tipsy to make it up the stairs,” he explained. “Now are you coming or are you going to jut lie again.” He asked.

“No..I’m not coming.” Y/n said, still trying to cover herself. “I’m not dressed,” she said. Chishiya remained silent, just staring at her. Y/n sighed. “I am naked and disgusting, not really the mood to go drinking in.”

Chishiya huffed, a small smile playing at the corner of his lips. “You can’t be serious.” He stated, “You can’t tell me you, of all people, are embarrassed to go out in a bikini.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” y/n questioned, looking anywhere but his eyes, the floor was way more interesting.

Chishiya shrugged, “You kick ass in the games, you’re not afraid to get your hands dirty…but you’re telling me your afraid of a bikini.” He chuckled, which was a rare occurrence in y/n's brief acquaintance with him, but unlike other times when Kuina and herself would laugh along with him, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She felt naked in front of him and all she wanted was to be alone.

“Get out,” she mumbled. “Please.” She sniffled, wiping her cheeks as tears streamed down her them. Chishiya  and moved closer to her, reaching out to touch her. This infuriated y/n, and she ended up shoving him. “I said get out!” she screamed, no longer caring about keeping the tears away. “You’re such as ass, get out!” she had finally managed to push him through the door (although he didn’t put up much of a fight) and slammed the door in his shocked face. Y/n slid down the door, burning her face in her trembling arms. In this moment, she wanted to die.

Y/n must have fallen asleep there, because when she next opened her eyes, she could hear a persistent knocking at her bedroom door. It had been about an hour since she had thrown her tantrum and practically thrown Chishiya out of the room, according to the clock on the wall. The knocking continued, and y/n groaned at whoever it was to go away. They ignored her however and kept knocking. Loudly sighing, y/n stood and opened the door slightly so the person outside could only see her head. To her surprise Chishiya was standing there. Upon seeing her he smiled slightly.

“You look like shit.” He stated. Y/n rolled her eyes and went to shut the door when his foot stopped her. “Y/n, wait…I have something for you.” He explained, “Let me in?” he asked. Y/n shook her head.

“No, I just want to be left alone.” Chishiya nodded in understanding.

“Well, at least take this.” He handed her what looked like an old shopping bag. She took it, giving him a questionable look. “I’m sorry I upset you earlier.” He started, “But you shouldn’t be ashamed, you look just fine, and besides…no one will give you more than a glance with the number of topless women around her.” Y/n giggled. “Anyway,” he continued, “I hope that” he points at the bag “makes you feel confident enough to come downstairs and help be drag Kuina back to her room…she’s had a bit too many drinks”

Y/n looked down at the bag in her hand and told Chishiya to wait outside, softly shutting the door. She made her way over to the bed and took a look inside the bag. Inside was what appeared to be black fabric, and upon closer inspection y/n recognised it as one of the jackets Chishiya had worn to a game a few weeks back. Shocked, y/n pulled the jacket out of the bag and slipped it over her shoulders. Although it didn’t cover her whole body, y/n definitely liked the reflection in the mirror a lot more now. Her thighs her still showing, but she could work with that, the jacket fit snugly around her when she zipped it up and definitely made her feel a little more confident. She couldn’t help but notice it smelled like Chishiya, and she certainly wasn’t apposed to that.

Smiling y/n opened the door, where Chishiya was still waiting and lunged at him, giving him a hug, he gingerly returned. “Thank you” she whispered in his ear.

“Sure…” he mumbled pulling away from her. “But I expect to get it back, you can’t keep it.” Y/n nodded slowly following the man down the hall.

“I promise I’ll give it back…once I get my own.” y/n smiled.

Truth be told, y/n never did give that jacket back. And as the two got closer, and eventually became a couple she gradually started a collection of stolen jackets. With Chishiya there Y/n slowly learned that she didn’t need the “perfect body” to be beautiful. Because she had someone to show her just how beautiful she was.

[versadies]

Hello! Can i request scaramouche x reader (before dating) where the reader is very optimistic and happy-go-lucky and a scaramouches assistant?

—THE TERRIFYING AND THE JOYOUS, a hc.

penpal: i love opposite attract relationship so thank you for this request 👊👊👊

pairing/s: scaramouche x gn!reader

sypnosis: in which the loneliest harbinger of all has one friend.

warning/s: ooc scaramouche (?), toxic (this is scaramouche we’re talking about), threats (harmless?), mild swearing.

-> everyone who knows the terrifying scaramouche will agree that whoever is his assistant must’ve suffered a lot from the harbinger.

-> consider them surprised when they realized that one of the most joyous fatui members known around the organization is scaramouche’s one and only assistant and the fact that you don’t act like you’re his assistant.

-> i think he didn’t intend on having an assistant, since he has his subordinates to do the dirty work. he probably has one just to handle his busy schedule or because he got so annoyed with a subordinate that he decided to hire an assistant to not deal with any subordinates at all.

-> during your first months with the guy, he’ll treat you like how he treats everyone. harsh and insensitive.

-> “hey, call one of those idiots who are assigned on that mission and tell them to go here— oh and drop that look on your face will you?”

-> “cancel the trip to liyue. you better do it right now or you’re fired.”

-> and people are wondering how the hell you’re still sane from how scaramouche treats you

-> as his assistant, he def makes it hell-like.

-> when you arrive to his office, he’ll give you many duties such as: visiting a visitor that he’s supposed to meet but doesn’t want to because the visitor is an ass, acquire some resources for a mission, buy some items in case scaramouche doesn’t have the time for it, clean up his office while he’s away, etc.

-> honestly, it’ll probably take a year or so for scaramouche to act comfortably around you. when he does, it’s most likely because of how he’s used to your presence to the point where he always calls your name and didn’t realize you’re somewhere far away.

-> he’ll still treat you harsh though— just not threatening like before.

-> scaramouche won’t get used to your attitude at all. he feels weird whenever you get so joyous for little reasons but never comments on it anymore.

-> as he starts to notice you a lot, the harbinger will start to wonder why a person who is full of positivity be a part of the fatui. he’ll be suspicious of you and think that you’re a spy.

-> at first, he wanted to request for another fatui agent who can be his assistant instead, but after hearing from you that the tsaritsa is the one who sent you, he knew he was doomed.

-> but after many investigations and logic, he’ll be frustrated with how there are no signs of you being a spy. all he has is information on your background (which didn’t help at all). he then decided to not dwell on you being a potential threat to him and just be cautious around you.

-> most of his suspicion washed away when u protected him from a certain astrologist’s attack when you two were investigating on meteors that have fallen and made people fall asleep. the fact that you’re willing to sacrifice for him is definitely something a spy wouldn’t do.

-> “i’m just doing my job as an assistant, boss.” you’d say happily when scaramouche asked harshly why you protected him (despite you knowing he can handle by himself just fine).

-> by the time scaramouche is finally comfortable around you, he’ll treat you nicer than the others. he’ll start to increase your payday, will ask if you have eaten yet, make sure you’re by his side by glancing on you whenever you two walk together around the lands teyvat could offer, etc.

-> and yes, the way he does this is not as affectionate as you might think.

-> “what do you mean i increased your salary? i don’t even care how much you get paid.”

-> “did you eat lunch yet? wait, no? are you an idiot or what—?! when you’re getting hungry, don’t try to escape your duties as my assistant just to eat. it’s your fault for not eating yet.”

-> “why am i glancing back at you? well obviously i’m just checking if you’ll stab me in the back! just because you’re my assistant doesn’t mean i trust you wholly.”

-> scaramouche doesn’t know why but he often feels guilt swallowing him every night whenever he speaks ill at you.

-> me? feeling guilty for some assistant? pathetic, he’d thought.

-> since you’re a happy-go-lucky and optimistic person, you’d give compliments to other people right?

-> well congratulations, you’re now scaramouche’s ego booster.

-> “well done sir, your enemies are no match for your powerful vision.”

-> “the tsaritsa will be pleased with the outcome of this mission, boss.”

-> ngl, scaramouche would find your personality innocent. he’ll either have the urge to protect you or have dark thoughts about it.

-> he’ll definitely defend you if he hears a single person badmouthing about you. whether or not it’s a harbinger, a fatui agent— he’ll use whatever he has to his advantage and make them regret in even looking at you in such a bad light.

-> if there’s somehow a time when scaramouche falls in love with you, he will take a long time to even confess about it. why, you ask?

-> it takes a long time for this man to finally accept that he fell in love.

-> i’d think scaramouche would soon realize that he does love you when you’re away for a long time. when he does, he’ll try to either keep it to himself or try to ignore it until it becomes too irresistible.

-> he’ll start to lowkey try to get closer to you by taking his advantage as your superior. oh, you do your paperwork in your home? well would you look at that, you now have your own office besides scaramouche’s. oh you don’t follow scaramouche whenever he walks around inazuma for his errands requested by the tsaritsa? oh looks like you have to follow him and assist him in every way you can.

-> the choice of being oblivious to scaramouche’s (failed) advances is definitely up to you. either way, it’s either you wait for a longass time for him to confess, confront him about your feelings yourself or none of you are planning to confess at all.

-> either way, when the time is right, you’ll definitely be considered as someone he considers as a companion, if not friend or lover.

-> cue slow burn 🤌🤌

[infinitelycynical]

Quidditch Jumper

Hello everyone! This is a little oneshot I wrote for @1littleshippergirl1 ‘s Percy Weasley Writing Challenge, and while I’m at it, I might as well summon @percydarling because I think this would suit their post as well (I apologise, I don’t know your pronouns, so I’ll just use they/them for now). For the writing challenge, I originally wrote to prompt 5, but it also merged with prompt bonus 23 towards the end, so I’m going to keep with that for now. I wrote this in an hour or less, it’s literal word vomit, I apologise if it’s OOC or shit. Enjoy!

Quidditch Jumper on AO3 -  https://archiveofourown.org/works/33407686 

The writing challenge - https://1littleshippergirl1.tumblr.com/post/640160118899638272/percy-weasley-writing-challenge  It took Percy a long while to realise. Not how the item in question clashed with his fiery hair, or how it fit perfectly up to his waist but was too baggy at the arms, no. But how he wasn't meant to be wearing it. The jumper in question was a Quidditch jumper, the ones that all Quidditch players wore on the weekends to display their house pride, the ones that partners of said Quidditch players desperately wished to wear. They were a symbol of pride, strength, loyalty and love. It was something no one ever spoke of, yet still known across the entire school population.

Percy was one of those partners, and he had been so for the past three months. He and Marcus Flint had acquainted themselves in a rather quick fashion, from bonding over their mutual hatred for people who fold the corners of their book pages, to swimming in the large prefect's bath for endless hours. They had started dating in October of their sixth year, because life was short and love was fleeting. Because outside of school, they may never have a chance again. Not with what looked like doom rearing its ugly head, waiting to make havoc and create terror. No, love must be pursued whilst it is still in reach, which is what the two exactly did.

However, their relationship was not an open one. It was filled with violating the rules, overcoming boundaries, secrets kept from the rest of the world that only they knew existed, and the thrilling knowledge that a secret romance was one that no one could interfere with. Percy never rebelled, before he started dating Marcus Flint. He had never imagined what the Slytherin common room looked like, until one lone night in which he tip toed through the dark clad room, hoping he wasn't heard by the sleeping children below. There were many things he didn't know, many things he hadn't seen and done before he had met Marcus. It had made Percy realise he wanted those experiences, he wanted that thrill as long as he wouldn't be caught. He wanted to learn what he possibly could, he wanted it all. Which was why what Percy Weasley wore in that moment changed everyone's perspective of him forever.

He was pompous, a posh pretender, intelligent but lacking socially, an idea one would romanticise until they actually met him. He was passionate, but not in a healthy manner. He was obsessive, something also romanticised until one looked it in the eye and confronted it with no warning. Percy was lonely, he was seemingly friendless, an outcast in a room filled with his family members who all had the same red hair, freckles and hand-me-down robes. But they didn't see what Marcus saw. They didn't see the way he would throw his head back when he laughed, they didn't see how his baby blues would dance rapidly both in happiness and in the sunlight. They didn't see his fascination when he encountered things he didn't know existed, they didn't know the way he smelled like cinnamon and old books. Marcus knew it all.

Once he entered the Great Hall, the smell of breakfast hit him rapidly, and he inhaled hungrily. Tea, his life source, was waiting for him right by his usual place. Brilliant.

As he walked closer and closer to his regular spot, whispers fell upon the people who sat near him, and even those slightly more distant. Percy couldn't catch their words, though he did catch their glances, and he knew they were directed towards him. Why, he didn't yet know. Sometimes, an insult was whispered his way, but never was it widespread. Nobody cared enough to make it as such. Was his hair so untamed that it was worth gossiping about? His glasses askew in a way that made them teeter on the edge of falling?

He sat down and reached for the teapot, frowning at the green sleeve in his way. He pulled it up, then looked down at his jumper. Before walking out, he had exited the Slytherin male dormitories and put on the first jumper he saw, uncaring of what it was made up of and what it meant for him to be wearing it. His breath hitched. Marcus' jumper. Out of all the jumpers in the world, that was the one he had to wear?

Fred and George's jaws were nearly on the floor at that point, blinking in disbelief.

"Perce,"

"Did someone hit you over the head,"

"With a faulty cauldron bottom?"

Percy's eyes widened as he looked up, only to see his younger twin brothers smirking at him. His cheeks reddened, as did his neck.

"I just put on the first jumper I saw, that's all!" He insisted quite loudly, everyone near him turning to face him. "It is not a big deal, eat your breakfast you two!"

Oliver leaned back to look at the back of the jumper and whistled.

"Marcus Flint, eh?"

Percy jumped and put the teapot down to prevent it from overflowing. He breathed in sharply.

"It's none of your business."

"Marcus Flint, huh? Since when have you had a thing for him?" Ron asked, chewing on his toast.

"Don't eat with your mouth open Ronald, honestly! Where are your manners? Mother taught you better than that." Percy snapped, his cheeks burning and his irritation growing stronger.

Everyone around him stared and awed at the jumper, most shocked that he was even dating someone.

"So this Marcus Flint is your boyfriend, Perce?" Ginny grinned cheekily as she asked him, waggling her eyebrows at him.

Percy could feel a presence from behind, but he made no note of it, assuming it was a first year talking to their friend at the Hufflepuff table.

"Erm- he's a... a..."

He was unsure of what Marcus would want to say, they hadn't discussed what would happen in this scenario, seeing as they assumed they would never be caught out in any shape or form.

"Boyfriend, yes. Lover, partner, whatever." He snapped in his common brutish manner.

Percy turned his head, only to see Marcus standing behind him, and he smiled softly.

"I wondered why I didn't see you at the Slytherin table."

Fred and George poked at him from across the table, wide grins across their faces.

"Ickle Percy has a boyfriend! Just wait 'til we write to Mum about this!"

Percy raised his eyebrows in frustration.

"You certainly will not!" He snapped shrilly.

He did not want his mother hearing of both his and Marcus' many escapades. There were too many to count, and he already had destroyed his reputation as a lone wolf, he didn't want to destroy his reputation as the angel of the Weasley family as well.

The twins laughed merrily and continued eating their breakfast. More people asked questions about their relationship and Percy opted to ignore them, instead conversing with Marcus.

"Are you alright with them knowing?" Percy questioned softly, with an inquisitive look in his eyes.

Marcus placed a hand in his boyfriend's hair, brushing the untamed curls out of his face again and again.

"I wouldn't have told them if I didn't want them to know, no point in that." He grunted, making eye contact with Percy.

"Maybe, they'll start seeing the you that I know and love." Percy added softly, leaning into Marcus' hands.

Marcus smiled crookedly at the comment, and Percy's blue eyes danced when he saw it. A smile from him was so rare, yet so precious.

A hand on his shoulder, as well as a hand in his hair. People were watching them in envy, Percy didn't have it in him to care. Marcus' eyes were eying the jumper on his thin frame approvingly, a smirk forming on his face.

Everything was perfect, everything was fine. He was falling contently in that moment, he would handle the rough landing when he came to it.

[ghastspidergwen]

I love @doctorsiren's dadskall au, and I thought I'd write a little fic about it. basically, the dadskall au is where xisuma and ex (alex)'s dad is doomguy, but some sort of accident/crazy magic/whatever made him and iskall share a body, go check out doctor siren for the whole story, she has great art, too!

disclaimers (you can completely ignore this section if you want): I have played about 15 minutes total of all the Doom games, read none of the books, seen none of the movies, but the ost is great, so this will probably be ooc for doomguy. xisuma and alex are more based on the featherweight au versions, not the real hermitcraft versions. this story is not part of the dadskall au nor any of dr siren's other aus, it's just a break for me to write some fluff. it takes place ~3-4 years after where fw currently is (s7 election era) but is not set in the fw au world. link to the post part of this is based on. ...and I think that's everything, onto the fic!

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Xisuma took a deep breath, “I think dad’s alive.”

“You said you saw him die,” Alex, previously known as Evil Xisuma, said, turning to his brother, “They told me he died”

“He wasn’t exactly dead, it’s hard to explain. It’s more like...the horcruxes in Harry Potter. When dad died, I think there was some magic at play that made it so his ‘soul’ transferred into the nearest healthy, person. And I think I found them.”

“Uh-huh, and who might that be?”

“HALLO!” Iskall burst in, “What did you need me for?”

“Iskall? Seriously?”

“He was there that night and I have no reason to believe-”

“You really think Iskall-”

“It’s my best guess, everyone else was injured, and the magic had to choose the nearest healthy person, so it must be Iskall.”

“What must be Iskall?”

“Are you sure we’re talking about the same Iskall?”

“No, Iskall86,” Xisuma said, sarcastically, “Of course this Iskall, how many Iskalls do we know?”

“I still have no idea what we’re talking about, can -”

“No!” The void brothers turned to him and responded in sync. Xisuma pulled his brother into a side room, “Stay right there, thanks Iskall.”

“What?”

Xisuma exhaled and closed the door behind them, “Phew, OK, I have reason to believe that 13 years ago, Iskall was present the night that dad-y’know-and since everyone else there was either corrupted or injured, as the only uninjured person, dad’s spirit ended up inhabiting his body, but’s been so weak that it was only using Iskall as a means of staying alive, not influencing him or trying to take control of his body at all. Do you get me?”

“A little.”

“And I think I know the spell that will separate them, and give dad his old body back,” They went back into the main room with Iskall, “Should I do it now?”

“Blast ‘im,” Alex backed out of the room, putting a protective wall between him and the magic.

“WHAT?!”

A glowing green ball of energy swirled between Xisuma’s hands, and Iskall backed into the wall, “H-hey Xisuma, what are you doing?”

“This...shouldn’t hurt.”

Iskall held up a hand in a stop gesture, “SHOULDN’T?!”

Xisuma blasted him with the magic. Iskall glowed green, floated into the sir, then split into two people who fell down.

“I...think it...worked,” Xisuma muttered, collapsing to the floor.

Doomguy looked up, and noticed someone lying, unmoving, on the floor. His saving-people instincts kicked in, and he pulled himself over to the person. “C'mon, don’t be dead, don’t be dead,” he said, shaking them.

Someone was shaking Iskall. He sat up and opened his eyes, “Holy heck, it’s Doomguy!”

“You’re alive!” Doomguy said relieved, and pulled Iskall into a hug.

Absolutely starstruck, Iskall sat there, frozen. It’s Doomguy, I love Doom, Doomguy is right here, and he’s hugging me, it’s Doomguy! Iskall’s mind looped.

Pulling out of the hug, Iskall spotted Xisuma crumpled on the floor, “W-wait, I got-gotta check on my friend.”

Doomguy turned around, and spotted his son on the floor.

“Xisuma!” He stood up and stumbled toward him.

“Wait, you know Xisuma?”

“He’s my son. Well, your son, too. Our son.”

“Wha-”

“Short answer, I am you. You are me. We’re the same person.”

Looking at his hands, one thought crossed Iskall’s mind, I’m Doomguy. It was closely followed by “I HAVE A SON?”

“Two sons.”

“TWO SONS? And one of them is dying!” Iskall sprinted across the room and cradled Xisuma’s head, “I don’t know what to do!”

“Health potion?” Doomguy suggested.

“Oh, yeah,” Pulling a potion of healing out of his inventory, Iskall splashed it onto Xisuma. He held his breath and waited to see if it would work.

Xisuma opened his eyes. He sat up.

“Dad!” He jumped up, and buried his face in his dad’s chest plate, giving him a hug the same way he did when he was younger.

“I’m your dad, too,” Iskall said.

“You know?” Xisuma asked, breaking off the hug.

“Yeah, Doomguy told me. So give your poppa a hug,” Iskall uncrossed his arms and gave a very confused Xisuma a hug.

“Oh, OK,” Xisuma awkwardly pat Iskall’s back until he stepped away.

“Is Alex here?” Doomguy asked.

“He should be right outside, he didn’t want to be in the same room as an untested spell.”

“Wait, you didn’t test it? Then why did you cast it on me?” Iskall asked, panicked.

“How many people do we know that have another person living inside them?”

“Wels/Hels, I’m pretty sure Ren did for a while, a pregnant lady,” Iskall ticked off on his fingers.

“Different circumstances. Wels and Hels are one person, like two sides of a coin, Ren-I don’t know what happened with Grimdog or The Red King or whatever, but I definitely don’t want to mess with those, and did you just compare yourself to a pregnant woman?”

“Uhhh...nevermind.”

“You said Alex was just outside?”

“Yeah,” Xisuma pulled the door open, to reveal Alex sitting on a bench outside, drumming his fingers against the seat

“Did it work?”

“Yeah.” Stepping out of the doorway, Xisuma revealed their dad standing behind him.

“Hi, Alex.”

“Dad?”

“It’s me,” Doomguy sat next to his other son.

“Dad!” Alex hugged him, and they pulled Xisuma into the hug after a second. They sat there before the hug was interrupted by another pair of arms joining in.

“Family, together again,” Iskall sighed.

“What’s up with him?” Alex asked, glancing at Iskall.

“I’m part of the family, call me Dadskall.”

“OK...Dadskall, can we have awhile alone with our dad?”

“Oh, yeah. Sure. See you later.” Iskall trudged out of the room.

“I haven’t seen you guys in forever! How long was I…”

“15 years.”

“So that would put you guys in your mid-30s, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Has anything big happened in the last 15 years?”

Alex pulled off his helmet, “Nothing too bad. I was imprisoned for a bit of it,” he glared at his brother.

Xisuma also removed his helmet, “I said I was sorry, how many times do you want me to apologize?”

“I wasn’t saying it’s your fault, I was just making the point that-”

“I get it! I was an idiot and I didn’t listen to you when you were clearly right.”

“Just like old times,” Doomguy chuckled, he examined his son’s faces, “You look so much older, like real adults. I’m so sorry I missed out on the last 15 years, I would’ve loved to see you grow up.”

“It’s not like you could do anything about it.”

“I know you would have been here if you could.”

“Also how did you guys get those scars?”

“Someone needed to keep slaying the demons after you left,” Alex shrugged.

“I angered some Watchers years ago.”

“You angered some Watchers?” Doomguy asked, standing up.

“I just realized someone was right, but it was too late to save them.”

“Darn right, I was.” Alex and Xisuma also stood up.

“I...forgot how tall you were,” Doomguy said looking, at up at Alex, who was only a few inches taller.

“Oh, yeah. Xisuma was jealous he never got this tall.”

“No, I’m not!”

“Sure,” Alex smirked.

“So, anything else new?” Their dad intervened.

“Daisy’s still alive.”

“Should’ve guessed,” he chuckled.

“Oh! You’re a grandpa!”

“What?!”

“Yeah! I adopted a guy named xB. I’ll call him over, so you can meet!”

<Xisuma> hey xb, can you come on down to my base, I’ve got something to show you

<xBcrafted> ?

<xBcrafted> yeah, be there shortly

“How did you meet this xB?”

“I was doing some exploring between seasons, looking for a good seed, when I found a small single player world. xB was alone in there. Poor kid was only 13, didn’t know where his parents were, said he had been handling himself for the last 2 or 3 years, so I took him back to Hermitcraft with me. He’s a great kid, you’ll love him.”

“Xisuma has practically adopted the entire server.”

“Server? You’re an admin?”

“We both are. I’m main admin of Hermitcraft, Alex is the backup admin.”

“I’m so sorry I missed out on all of this stuff. I really wish I could have been there for you two.”

Something thumped into the outside of the building they were in, and the door opened, “Freakin’ rockets, stupid friggin’ elytra,” xB mumbled. “Oh, hey Uncle Alex, hey, dad.”

Doomguy gasped, “I love him already!”

“Wha-”

“xB, this is our dad, Doomguy.”

“Wait, I thought he was dead.”

“Wonky magic stuff.”

“OK then. I’m xBcrafted,” xB said, offering his hand for a handshake.

Doomguy scooped him up in a hug, “Hello, xB, you can call me Grandpa Flynn, or just Grandpa, or just Flynn, I don’t care. I have a grandson!”

“Nice-to-meet-you,” xB gasped.

“Dad, I don’t think he can breath.”

“Oh, right,” Flynn released his grandson, “sorry, got a little overexcited.”

“Nah, it’s fine. I’m glad you’re back.”

“Glad to be back.”

“Do you want to go meet the rest of the server? There’s just under 30 of us, total.”

“Oh, you’ll love all of them. There’s me, of course, but Hypno and Jevin and Wels and False are all set up near me, Stress and Gem are also pretty close, and Doc and Ren are just past them, and…” xB rambled as the other three grabbed their helmets.

“You ready?” Alex asked, pushing open the door.

“Let’s go, I want to meet the rest of your family.”

[deiscension]

honestly sqx best stop fearing the reverend and start fearing me instead.

[hmsannlett]

Hi, there! Anon, here! I'm well, thank you! Oh, you're welcome about chapter 5! 😃 You know, the more I write (and brainstorm) the more I realize that editing and scrapping is part of the process, and I also can relate to the difficulty of "would this character actually do/say/think this?" Which has, of late, inspired me to do more research to build upon what I already do know. I find that helpful, at least some of the time. I remember you posting Colonial Williamsburg & other bookmarks! TBC...

Ooh! A bouquet, for me? Receives it gleefully 🤗 Oh, it was the Anna and Abe dialogue that you had to iron out! Then I'm thankful that my feedback brought you joy!🙂 It's so true, their dynamic on TURN was so frustratingly, dysfunctionally inconsistent (maybe that was the consistency - sigh ☹). TBC…

To me, it makes sense that it would take additional forethought to write that scene. In addition, I think Abe's response was been spot-on - teetering between apprehension and remorse, and then a bit of panic. And, thanks for the positive feedback about the flower idea! Of course you can ask! Yes, Hew has come back across the pond many, many years later, and certainly not to seek out Anna (but he will find her!) 😉 I look forward to chapter six, whenever it is ready to be planted on the page! TBC

BTW, do you recall if Hew knew about Andre/Peggy's relationship? What about Anna? No worries for the delayed reply! (I'm just realizing how delayed mine is, too! So sorry about that!) I can only hope that with the ten steps back, you strengthened muscles you ordinarily wouldn't have, had you been walking forward - I hope that doesn't sound patronizing in any way, because I don't intend it to be, and I'm sending hugs your way! 🤗 🤍 I always enjoy chatting with you and reading your fic!

Hello! Yes, most definitely! I spend more time editing and scrapping than I do actually writing. There’s always quite a bit of material that doesn’t make it into the posted chapter. Sometimes I save it in the hope that I can repurpose it for another fic; other times, if I’ve decided it’s too OOC/implausible in any setting, then it gets completely nuked.

I think you’ve hit the nail on the head with Anna and Abe—their dysfunctional inconsistency is their consistency. (And it's amplified by the persistent will-they-won't-they dynamic that the narrative pushes on them.)

Thank you! I appreciate that! Ahh very interesting! I’m curious to read how they end up meeting and reconciling in your fic!

Neither Anna nor Hew knew about Peggy and Andre in the show, but if it’s something you’re wanting to add to your fic, there’s no reason you can’t change that! Of the two, I think it’s more likely that Anna would be the one to find out, since both Abigail (obviously) and Ben knew about the relationship. And although Abigail and Ben both strike me as being very circumspect and not likely to freely tell others about Peggy’s and Andre’s relationship, I could see either of them confiding it to Anna after Andre’s execution (perhaps as a parallel to Anna’s own doomed relationship with Hew, since Abigail and Ben both know about that as well?). Or you could change the show events and have Anna (or Hewlett) find out even before Andre’s execution. That’s the fun of fanfic! ;)

And no worries! We do things fashionably late on this blog. :D Yeah, it was mainly another round through the gauntlet of dealing with difficult people who don’t communicate well and don’t seem to understand that other people have deadlines to stick to. Nothing unusual tbh, especially since the pandemic started and made communication harder; it’s just always frustrating dealing with those kinds of people.

Thanks for dropping in, anon! ❤︎

[caligoascendant]

hey, ooc what is the story/character for this blog, sorry if this has been asked before

((OOC, hello there!

This blog is run by...The Accursed Eldritch Overlord, Fatescar! More casually known as Caligo, this Humanoid Eldritch Abomination seeks newfound experiences and wonders through challenge, struggle, and change. In seeking to do so, he decided to craft a realm and populate it with life influenced by his travels or just ones that caught his interest.

Having recruited a variable legion of Vassals, he recruited their aid in crafting a realm, making at its center a city he called Duskham and at the center of the city...a Tower, in which he filled with his Vassals.

He then populated the city with 70,000 (give or take) people, divided into seven different species that were saved from seven different dooms. The people of Duskham know not of the Overlord that resides over the realm, just that there were all given second chances to save their lives, cultures, and history...while offered the prospect to live a life of *want* as opposed to need.

For the realm has the ultimate goal in seeing if Caligo, in all his experiences and tribulations, can lead to the develop of something even greater than himself! Such a prospect is what lead to his decision to provide all basic necessities for the people of Duskham Proper, offering them ways to get need and exotic things within his Tower so long as they delved within it.

With the Tower itself, the Floor Vassals hone themselves against the Delvers which climb it or against one another, constantly improving while also undergoing tasks set forth by Caligo. They are supported in these escapades by room Vassals, a logistical sort of Vassal that help to support the Tower's processes throughout the grand expanse of the multiverse, helping to gather information, create new influential things, or just improve themselves.

All for the sake of striving forward, becoming ever better versions of themselves.

With only 10 years having passed, in real time, of the beginning of this...we're in for a slow burn as Caligo muses about with the affairs of his realm while reaching out to interact and mingle with folks online.

Thank you for asking! I hope this answer proves satisfactory for all. ))

[beevean]

Since you like unpopular opinions so much, may I ask for more Sonic unpopular opinions, 30th anniversary edition? :P

Ohh, Latin coming in asking for spicy takes out of nowhere :P

I’m probably going to repeat myself, but anyway...

- I have fun with ShTh. I had more pleasure in all-A-ranking that game than even attempting to try new missions in Adventure 2. I will never call it a good game and I completely understand why it’s considered among the very worst titles in the series, but fuck it I find it oddly adorkable and sometimes I feel the need to complete one of its absurd paths.

- Sonic 3 & Knuckles and Sonic Advance 3 are my favorite 2D games in the series and I love replaying them. Sonic 1, the Rush duology and Mania would come in second place, then CD and Advance 1, then 2 and Advance 2 (apparently I have a thing against sophomores lol)

- To expand on this, I think Sonic 1 is not a great Sonic game, but a very good game overall. Sonic 2, on the other hand, may have refined the Sonic formula and fixed many of S1′s flaws (such as reducing the number of acts from 3 to 2 to allow for more zones), but I feel like it’s barely as half as fun to play as Sonic 1.

- Marble Garden is one of my favorite levels in S3&K, I love how big it is and all the gimmicks and how Eggman straight up destroys these important ruins for the sole purpose of killing Sonic. Conversely, Stardust Speedway may be my least favorite level in the Classic series because it’s so incompetently designed - it’s not even “gotta go fast: the level”, it’s “where in the fuck are you sending me now, please let me go this way NONONONO DON’T HIT THE SPRING”. I find it very ironic then, not to mention satisfying, that in Mania SS Act 1 is a reskin of Marble Garden, just as it deserves :> (I still genuinely think MG should have been remastered in place of Hydrocity, which is so good in the original that the Mania devs only worsened it)

- I don’t really care for an Adventure remake because 1) it already had one, it’s Adventure DX, other games need it more (hello heroes), and 2) it’s such a polarizing game that how would you even “fix” it without pissing off half of the fanbase? Same thing with an Adventure 3 (or 4, more correctly :P) - considering how different the first two Adventures are, which characteristics should another title have? It’s too complicated, for me I’d just pick Sonic’s gameplay style in SA1 and build a game around that.

- There is no Sonic game with a good plot. No, not even Adventure and Unleashed, although I do agree that they’re the best written games. Remember that best doesn’t necessarily mean good and worst doesn’t necessarily mean bad.

- RCS is my favorite Sonic voice actor in the games, and he’s been consistently good since his debut unlike Drummond and Griffith. If you have a problem with the things he says, that’s not his fault.

- Lost World has some of the best characterization for Sonic and Eggman, and the idea of “Sonic almost dooms the world due to his character flaws” is great. Props too for having Sonic emote and show actual sadness, regret and anger, especially during an era where it seems like he’s only allowed to be cocky. I also don’t mind Tails being snarkier and meaner... I just wish the finale proved him wrong (and also wasn’t written with a pen stuck in a buttcrack).

- Elise did not deserve all the hatred she got for years. She’s as bland as a piece of bread left on the table for the entire night, but her concept is interesting and she doesn’t really do anything bad (or anything at all). also for the love of any god you believe in stop with the kiss jokes it’s not bestiality and it’s not necrophilia and it’s not sonic “making out with a princess” AAAAAAAAAAAA

- I don’t mind Boom’s characterizations because, in my head, those characters are not “really” the same as the ones in the game canon. Yes, in any other context, Boom!Knuckles would be beyond OOC, but... I don’t really register him as Knuckles? So I like his pseudo-Kronk personality. Same with Eggman and him being reduced as the village bully. (I don’t even know how unpopular is this opinion, but I know some people don’t like Boom due to how different the characters are)

- Eggmanland is probably in my top 10, if not top 5, favorite levels in the franchise. Too many difficult levels in Sonic are difficult because they’re cheap (Scrambled Egg, Cannon’s Core) or have some questionable design choices (Lost Impact, End Of The World), btu Eggmanland somehow, even the very first time I played it in 2009, felt like that kind of difficult that pushed you forward to try again and again. I never managed to get more than an A-rank, but it’s the best climax I’ve played in a Sonic game <3

- Sonic isn’t dead, dear youtubers who love making doom-and-gloom videos about Forces killing the franchise. Stop. You aren’t interesting. And while I’m at it, stop gushing about a game by shitting on others. If you want to say that Unleashed is great, you can say “Unleashed is great” without adding “unlike Lost World and Forces which suck ass”. Believe me.

- amy in advance 1 is fun you’re just mean

Your turn :D

[invitedeath]

SEPHIROTH                          — relationship & plotter call.

hello lovely isolians! it’s been actually ages since i made my first one, or my second one, so i’m coming back with new vigour & hopefully some new ideas to tempt you all into friendship ( or...enemy...ship) with sephiroth!

so liking this post means that you are 100% down with interacting with me in some fashion! ways this might happen may be... → me sending you im’s / tumblr asks to plot or chat! i can be quite a talkative person as a forewarning, as i love discussing rp things as well as getting to know my rp partner!  → if we are already friends on discord or twitter, i might message you that way to ask you about plots or ideas or to run things by you. → exchanging ask memes / meme day things that might be a bit more personal than a general sentence meme. → possible random starters or musings dedicated to your muse, sometimes i get sudden inspiration for these things! i will always check first that you’re okay with taking on a new thread, but yes this is for just... if i get inspired & want to put something up for you! → general tomfoolery and shenanigans in character ( and ooc if you like )

you can contact me via the im system here, by the /ask feature or you can ask for my discord/twitter if you prefer those. just let me know. discord is the most private however so we’d need to chat a bit more elsewhere first just for my comfort! i am in the isola discord sever however so we can totally talk in that server for a bit too!

FRIENDS.

↪ honestly friendships aren’t typically on the agenda for him. he is arrogant beyond belief and considers everyone to be weaker than him or to some degree unworthy of his time or energy. he really does not have any interest emotionally in anyone besides himself, instead he is far more likely to use and discard people when they are no longer needed. HOWEVER, in 2020 sephiroth underwent quite a big character development stage, essentially his long-term goal came to a head and it backfired pretty back when he got all his powers back, so while he’s super strong again now, he’s also semi-content (i guess) with living in isola for a while, if only so he can figure out how the multiverse works (meta, i know). he talks to people now (wow!) and engages in mostly philosophical conversations, about... life. death. etc.

↪  i am down to... vague villain-alliance type deals with fellow power players here. he wont consider your muse a friend, but rather a pawn or even a means to an end, that end being his goal of generally using this island for his means, apologies. preferably the intellectual, over-powered, edgy types will probably gravitate towards him more, but i’m willing to throw anything at the wall to see what sticks. he’s not a nice guy, by any means, but it would be interesting to see how he has to play the game here to his advantage until he regains powers. i especially would like to interact with other villains who are kind of just chilling, maybe they’re veterans in spirale also and they can share a glass of wine over watching all the citizens running around like ants. we could also do a murder if you are into that. 

↪ there are some cases where he might engage in conversation with non-villain types and these would likely be far more dialogue-heavy threads including metaphorical topics or debates. the conversations of life, death, mortality, good vs evil, frailty of existence, legacy, power and corruption, calamities, birthright and betrayal are just some of the topics possible to arise in discussion. that being said, whilst these topics would be of interest to him, the character themselves must meet his standard of what he considers worthy of his time eg. those just willing to argue with him will bore him whereas someone curious to his nature might be treated to an actual conversation. over time this has opened up into most people being capable of talking to him. he has less patience for over-eager plucky types, but anyone with a respectable manner who likes talking a lot will probably find an interesting conversation partner in this... ONLY SLIGHTLY CHILLED sephiroth. he’s not totally chill, he’s just a lil chill.

↪ warriors, outcasts, villains, intellectuals, fellow puppet-master type villains especially, those he ‘befriended’ in past events, perhaps even neighbours to his castle would all be likely connections. friends of those he has worked alongside or met, or those wishing to seek great power and know of his existence might seek him out also, but yes... ““““friends”“““ is a very difficult term for him. he’s getting better.

→ his most recent developments see him as a far more casual version of his canon self, over a year of living as close to a “domestic life” as possible have meant that whilst he is aloof and cold, he is also far more likely to be out and about, buying wine at some creepy gas station at 4:30am for example. he chats when he’s in the mood and might even stick around to cause some chaos for the sake of boredom eating him alive. so whilst he is still very much a dangerous inhabitant here in spirale, sephiroth is currently Domesticated somewhat. 

ENEMIES.

↪ heroes of all shapes and sizes might feel threatened by the ominous presence of a monster who seems inclined to side with chaos as opposed to peace. he’s not outright starting fires here but he is present in the more morbid moments of isolian discourse, an omen of death lingering on the sideline. he has his plans and he may just mock you with them, but in general since he does and WILL cut down npcs ( or players ) alike, he makes for the perfect villain. BE WARY he has all of his powers unlocked and knows the island well. fighting him would not guarantee your victory, especially if you are a freshly applied character.

in feb 2020 he almost brought chaos to spirale too so i’m sure anyone holding a grudge or wary of a potential threat like that would be very aggro towards him.

↪ he has traumas. plenty of them. some of them originate from labs and white coats, meaning he might just view you as an enemy if you’re a scientist or someone who dabbles in human experimentation. his reasons are his own, but let’s just say that if you consider him a good candidate for poking and prodding with scientific equipment, you may just lose an arm.

↪ i LOVE fight threads especially really gritty, bloody types. i would prefer to plot these out so we know what’s going on beforehand, but feel free to develop these with me honestly i love a good old classic villain hero showdown. he’s less likely to get into these without a good reason but if we do one, the winner is randomly determined via generator to make it fair if your character is also uncapped!

→ police/law enforcers/general crime stoppers might remember him for causing a bit of trouble in the past! insert how bad me be gif. try and ??? get him to apologise i guess. arresting sephiroth sounds like the plot of a funny movie. 

LOVERS.

↪ this man has a bf now, can you believe it? 2021...isola gay rights. 

MISC.

↪ pawns and such would be a fun dynamic later. his general presence is pretty terrifying, so it wouldn’t be a stretch if you have an appropriate muse for them to be fearful enough to carry out some little tasks for him. this might be more common later on, but i’m down to discussion for it currently!

↪ places you may find him can include:                 ↪ near his residence ( personal housing; castle in the mistwood  )                 ↪ fibonacci ward ( levels 3 and 4 especially due to the museums and things. but also the lowest levels, he tends to wander around there as if searching for something... feel free to try and figure out what it is )                 ↪ golden ward ( the university if only to borrow books from the library, he can read there for days at a time without sleep or food. he reads all kinds of things, both fiction and non fiction. )                 ↪ archimedes ward ( pretty much everywhere in this ward, it’s my favourite. he enjoys music and art sometimes. hit me with that biblical shit. )                ↪ the mistwood ( 100% down to be that cryptic creature that leads you from your path to your likely doom )                ↪ the city of yesteryear ( typically the underground areas, just investigating really. any strange occurrences would likely draw him there as would any presence of a strong power. )                ↪ atop skyscrapers, looming at the ‘edge’ of the world we can currently explore, typically more active at night, perhaps at the scene of a murder / attack ( plotted ), if he’s feeling extra ballsy he might be found in a bar but its very rare. very VERY rare, wandering broken buildings, invading scientific facilities or buildings. he’s not going to be found in busy, socially strained areas basically.

↪ i’m down for any ideas you might have too for plots so feel free to just message me if nothing here caters!

STATS PAGE | APPLICATION | PLOTTING PAGE

[adrianatm]

*       CIERRA RAMIREZ+ CIS WOMAN+ SHE / HER—— have you seen ADRIANA RAMOS around? they’re a TWENTY THREE year old HAIR STYLIST known around town as the THE ESCAPIST. not only are they broke af, but they’ve been in town for ONE YEAR. they’re FAIR-MINDED + IDEALISTIC, as well as VINDICTIVE + INCONSISTENT, but what else would you expect from a LIBRA? setting off firecrackers, apology texts sent over missed calls, and late night drives down an empty road.   * OOC INFO: raq. 21. cst. she/her.

hello hello here’s adri! i’ve linked quick things to know like some musings  /  her wanted connections tag so we can throw together a plot if you’re down!  her intro is pretty brief cause i totally didn’t ( wink wink ) write this at 4am after procrastinating all day. you’re welcome to slide in my dms to plot with me or i’ll pop in to plot with you. would love to see ya’ ! 

tw: very brief mentions of parental neglect.

legal name: adriana cecelia ramos

age: twenty-three

nicknames: addy, ana.

date of birth:  October 4th || libra sun, scorpio moon, aries rising

orientation: bisexual

occupation:  hairstylist

tl;dr: a girl who grew up in a tumultuous, disaster family and left home at the ripe age age of sixteen, then lived with people who did not have her very best interest in mind until she finally started to take care of herself completely.  this runaway is a bit of an enigma, in the since that she tends not to stick around for long enough for you to get to know her. but the time she is around she fills everyday with adventure. she’s fun and outgoing, a live in the moment non-committal type.

MUSINGS ///  WANTED CONNECTIONS TAG  //  CONNECTIONS

MORE IN-DEPTH

Born October 4th in the middle of Miami, Flordia to Lelani Silas and Julian Ramos. Adriana’s family was never stable. Her parents were overall just not great and more focused on fighting with eachother ( albeit over their child ) than actually raising their child. In addition, they both had their vices that resulted in their relationship with their daughter being doomed from the start. So, when they did pay attention to her – they weren’t at their best ever really.  Lacking siblings and friends in neighboring kids, Adri had quite the lonesome childhood up until mid grade school when she was finally somewhat capable of sustaining a few school friends.

( contains an unfilled wc! ) At age sixteen, she met her first serious partner. Birds of a feather flock together, as they say. The two both grew up with similar backgrounds and naturally were drawn to eachother from the moment they met. They put together a plan to run away together. They skipped town and moved to New Orleans together with the very little money from their respective part time jobs and connections with her partner extended family members who kindly allowed the two of them to stay in their spare basement apartment. But, it didn’t take long for their relationship to sour along with the stressors of being so young and on their own, her partner wasn’t necessarily perfect either. Two years after running away together the two broke things off. 

Adriana had stashed enough cash to hop on the first train to Lafayette and book a hotel room for a few days. Her life would remain unstable for awhile. Skipping different hotel rooms and cities, odd jobs here and there until she was able to /more or less/ get on her feet. 

At age twenty, Adriana settled in Wisconsin due to finding an old highschool friend with an affordable apartment to share. From then, Adriana worked to get her cosmetology license  ( literally,,, QUITE  a feat for her she worked hard to put herself through all of her classes ) which would finally put her in a place to be able to work on a consistent basis. Blame it on impulsivity or wanting new scenery, but she’d end up packing her bags again after two years when she decided to move to El Dora, Iowa where she has stayed for a year so far. 

PERSONALITY 

A hard worker. Very i want it, i get it myself type of girl because she has definitely had to be for her entire life.

She’s is still good natured, but can be a little closed off or distant when it comes to helping others as she’s had to be selfish for so long to survive, it’s tough caring for other people at times. A pretty big social butterfly.  The sort to get physically close to people ( friends or otherwise) but often neglects something super emotional unless she truly trusts that person.

Adventurous and very prone to be attracted to danger/risk. She’s just a complete risk taker in  every part of her life. Can’t tell her no, that’ll only make her do it sooner. Always down for a party or a late night road trip. Anything spur of the moment? She’s on it. 

She will / has left a town without warning or any real reason. ( just fyi if your muse has ran into her in other towns ) And she will not text back if it feels like they’re clinging to her a bit too much. Very much so an avoidant attachment style but, she’s doing her very best lmao

[ivory-haired-queens-blog]

Unpopular Opinions: Fandom Edition

Hey none of you asked but I’m here to deliver so here are some unpopular opinions for the fandoms I’m in. Spoilers, duh.

Marvel:

I don’t like Natasha. Or Steve.

Pepper Potts is a top.

As much as I love Loki, his death was nessicary in Infinity War.

Steve should have killed Bucky in Civil War. He was a threat, plain and simple.

I ship Ironstrange/Supremefamily.

Clint should have died in Infinity War.

I love Tony Stark with my whole heart. (Not an unpopular opinion but you needed to know that)

I’m not happy with the end of Endgame.

10 years in the making....for you to do Thor like that?

Not because he’s fat or because he’s dealing with trauma, that’s totally acceptable.

What’s not acceptable is them making Thor into the butt of the joke because he’s fat.

I love the Antman movies.

I’m totally not biased because I loved lost.

(I’m kinda biased)

Shuri is the best Marvel character and would beat Tony Stark in a battle of wits.

(I’m so gay I love her.)

With as many years as Marvel has had the MCU, I am disgusted at the lack of diversity within the movies.

Like it’s 2019 and we JUST got a female empowerment scene in Endgame.

Like I want a gay superhero.

(We have a disabled one thank god. Love you Stephen.)

And don’t give me that Valkyrie/Captain Marvel BS because they never blatantly stated or showed it in their movies.

I want an Asian superhero bitch.

A superhero who is Muslim/Islam/and religion besides Christian.

I think that, as much as I hate Natasha and Steve, they should have been the ones that Bruce first sees in Infinity War. I know it set up the whole “earth is closed today” sequence but it didn’t make sense and was OOC.

I love Stephen Strange and he’s never done a single thing wrong ever in his life I would die for this man.

I like MCU Peter Parker over the origional movie Spider-Man.

Fight me.

I also like the Tony Stark/Peter Parker better than the Uncle Ben/Peter Parker so @ me.

The 100

I don’t ship Bellarke that hard.

Like yes, I think they’re obviously being groomed to end up together. I know the show runners will make them official before the end of the series. I’m not mad about that, I just don’t really care to be honest. It’s like, too obvious.

But there are some cute bellarke scenes

What they did to Monty was bullshit but what they did to Jasper was worse.

I feel no guilt whatsoever in saying that I think that killing all of Mount Weather was what they should have done from the beginning.

Yes, even the kids. Because if you kill their leaders, the men and women will fight back. The colony would have been left with a handful of adults, and a bunch of kids if the origional plan had worked. This is doomed to fail and honestly just killing them all would be better than seeing them kill eachother for food, power, whatever. If that makes sense.

I think that Finn deserved to die.

I think that Murphey deserves the world.

Charlotte fucking killed Wells. Yes she’s young but she knows better than to kill someone. Maybe not kill her, but we all know that Clarke wouldn’t have banished her like she did Murphey. Clarke has a gender bias because Murphey didn’t do anything and she wouldn’t have punished Charlotte as hard because she’s a young girl. I rest my case

Even though what he did was bad and wrong, I don’t think Murphey should have been banished. He’s right. They were all compliant and even excited when he was being hung, but when it’s a little girl all bets are off.

Like Bellamy brought the whole hostage thing upon himself because he fucking tied a noose around Murphey’s throat.

Again, not that what Murphey did was right. He didn’t have to act like that. Jasper didn’t do anything to him.

Also this segment is getting long but the show writers and everyone else just casually forgot that Murphey was TORTURED? Hello? Are we not going to acknowledge that?

I shipped Clexa with my whole heart.

Another actually popular opinion: what they’ve done to Raven’s character this season is bullshit. Her only role is Abby’s moral compass. This is the same girl who shuttled to earth in a Tin Can. She’s better than this.

What the fuck??? Happened to??? Jordan???

Like Madi stabbed him

And then they proceeded to not talk about it for like four episodes and then casually mention it in passing like “oh he saved Pria that means he gets to live”

Like they set up his character to be really important this season.

But he’s not.

I think that Murphey/Emori is the best ship.

I also think that Either Murphey or Emori or Both are secretly double crossing the Primes. (This comes out before the finale of season six)

They didn’t have to do Onyia like that

The opening of season three is so weak that I actually stopped watching the show around that time (I’d been watching since the beginning of season two) because there’s just nothing there in the first like 10 minutes and I couldn’t do it.

Maybe I’m just impatient but it’s bad.

I think that Octavia did the best that she could with what she had available and I think that’s she’s not a bad person for what she did with the fighting pits/cannabalism. And I know that if Bellamy had been in her place, he would have eventually done the same.

Kane was a whiny bitch in season 5.

Why’d the kill Diyoza(I can’t spell) like that?

I liked Joesephine. It was really fun to see Eliza Taylor be able to get a new character in the show. Also props to her for that last episode with pretending to be Joesephine and being Clarke at the same time.

I called the dude being Gabriel from the first time I saw him you peasants.

Octavia’s redemption arc this season is beautiful.

They did....that.....to Kane. I’m angerey.

Lost In space

Not enough people watch this show. (The Netflix remake or the origional)

Seriously guys it’s a good show.

Absolutely nothing is wrong with it.

I love Don West with my whole heart.

I love Dr. Smith with my half heart.

I love the robot with my two hearts.

I love Penny Robinson with all the stars in the galaxy.

I love all of them okay.

There are no plot holes, no inconsistencies, no faulty science and anyone who says (or proves) otherwise is wrong.

It’s confirmed for a season two which should air in like the December-February time area.

It’s a Netflix show so you can binge the entire season in like a weekend.

Seriously watch it.

The Umbrella Academy

Five x Delores is weird.

Luther x Allison is illegal.

Klaus deserves all the push pops in the world.

The handler is hot.

The Comission killed Dave.

Luther is the most boring, Unorigional, straight white guy character I’ve seen in a long time. I hate him so much.

Allison is a queen but her character is brought down by her weird relationship with her brother.

Tbh if I was Allison you know I’d be telling my kids that I heard a rumor that theyd go the fuck to sleep. Like that’s a good thing. Idk maybe I’m just a sociopath.

Istanbul not Constantinople being played over a scene where five murders a squad of Commission people is the greatest cinematic masterpiece ever conceived by man.

“Where are you going” “to save the world” “oh is that all?” Iconic.

None of these are really unpopular but the show writers seem to think differently.

Diego has never done anything wrong in his life like yaaaasss bitch kill your brother at yo daddy’s funeral!!! Work!!!

PaTcH

AAaAHh

Big Theif - Mary is the perfect song to play over Klaus returning from Vietnam.

Will you love me, like you loved me in the January rain?

It’s up there with Goodbye July.

Speaking of Goodbye July....

Z Nation

Many people haven’t watched it

It’s like if The Walking Dead and Zombieland had a baby....and then the baby did a line of cocaine.

It’s wild.

Watching Garnet die ruined every sliver of hope I had in humanity.

I have a special place in my heart for this show because it’s the first show that me and my mom would stay up and watch the new episodes air every Friday. It brought us closer and I can’t thank the cast and show runners enough for this.

So maybe I’m biased, but you should watch it.

Having Murphey switch from being an anti-hero to a villain back to an anti-hero and then to a regular hero, amazing. Astonishing. The peak of human existence.

Even though he’s not entirely human.

What color is Murphey today? Is he pale, discolored, grey, blue, red? We don’t know!

Roberta Warren is the Black Goddess main protagonist that we deserve.

Addison Carver is a functional Bi.

10k is tragic backstory central but other than that, his character development is pretty lacking other than him persuing love interests.

None of these are really unpopular opinions but I doubt any of you have watched the show. It’s on Netflix. Watch it.

Oooooohhhhh George.

Georgia St. Clair could stomp me to death and my ghost would still want to fuck her.

Anyways I’m gay

God damn I have a lot of pent up Gay energy.

Murphey and Lucy have a realistic enstranged father/daughter relationship and it’s heartwarming.

And then they killed her off to save him.

Honestly if you name a character Murphey they can only be assholish bad boys with a good heart deep down sorry I don’t make the rules.

Also if you name a character Murphey I will love them with my whole soul.

I’m so mad they cancelled the show.

I’m infinitely more mad that they named that disgrace of a show Black Summer and claimed that it was a prequel....but it didn’t follow the same cast and had they not advertised it as a prequel I would never have guessed.

Black Summer gives totally opposite vibes than Z Nation does. I get that black summer is supposed to be the worst time that the zombie apocalypse ever had, with cannibals and no food, but it feels like s completely different show.

It’s like if The Walking Dead claimed that it is a prequel/occurs during Shaun of the Dead.

Like....no. They’re....no.

Anyway watch it it’s good.

Detroit: Become Human

Connor isn’t the best character.

This is an unpopular opinion post deal with it.

Markus has to be my favorite.

Honestly this game is so good and not even just graphics-wise.

It’s the same robotic sentience story we’ve been fed for years, but this time it’s from the Android’s perspective and this time all they want is to be free. That’s it.

I fucking hate North.

Hank is literally if Rick from Rick and Morty were serious.

The only correct way to play Connor is to walk the thin line between deviant and regular A.I. Without leaving out Hank. The correct thing to do is make Conner deviant at Jericho.

The only correct way to play Kara is to protect Alice with every fiber of your being. Meanwhile, get close to her. Do not get caught, even if that means dissappointing her.

The only correct way to play Markus is to lead a peaceful revolution. Also tell North to fuck off.

The border patrol guy who either gets Kara and Alice caught or knowingly lets Androids cross the border is the best character. Forget about Markus, this guy sees either “oh fuck androids are killing people, maybe we shouldn’t let this one cross the border” or “Androids just want to be free and are peacefully fighting for this. Let this one and her daughter through.” I love him.

LUTHER.

YES DADDY.

anyway.

Let Out The Bear He Just Wants To Say Hi :)

Even though I think Conner is overrated by the fandom, I do like him.

But he’s not a pure innocent cinnamon roll either.

It depends on how you play, but he has really violent options so stop the “He wouldn’t harm a fly” attitude.

But he is cute.

The home screen for the game is revolutionary (no pun intended) and I hope future game follow suit in making the first impression of the game something cool.

Stealing clothes/money/the fence cutters is literally okay.

Also if you put Kara in white hair you can die.

If in your first actual play through you got the Kara lives at the recycling plant ending but Alice dies, you can die too.

I’ve never actually seen the steal money and go to motel option play out because it’s stupid, especially if you don’t steal clothes. Like that’s begging to be caught.

Stranger things

Billy Hargrove is bad and just because he’s abused does not make what he does okay.

Harringrove is gross and I’m gay so my opinion counts as double.

That being said, there are some really cute fics about Harringrove and I can see the appeal of “good boy falls for mysterious bad boy with a dark past and trauma”

I’ve said I’m gay this whole post because I say it a lot, but I don’t like actually labeling myself but I like girls and boys and everything in between and I say I’m gay kinda as a joke when girls are hot.

That being said...

Steve Harrington calling himself Daddy made me feel things.

Strange things.

Haha get it I’m making a joke to distract you from the daddy part.

Steve Harrington is a good person now, but he was still an asshole before and he can still be criticized for his past.

I used to be hardcore Jancy but after season three I feel like Nancy needs and deserves a break from boys so she can figure out herself and who she is now and what she wants to do without the weight of boys and boyfriends constantly around her.

That being said i still don’t like Nancy because she was flirting/slept in the same bed with Jonathan whilst obviously having feelings for him while she and Steve were still a thing. It’s not cheating but to me it’s close enough to raise red flags.

Robin is perfect in every way.

I don’t like Jonathan. He’s creepy in s1, fine in s2, but then is s3 he doesn’t do anything to or about his male bosses when Nancy is being made fun of because she’s a woman.

Seeing Nancy’s class priveledge/Jonathan’s male priveledge clashing was so cool tbh

Elmax > Mileven > Lumax

Jim Hopper, with all his faults, is still a caring dad.

Plus him threatening Mike made me laugh so hard sksksksks

Steve Harrington deserves the world and then some.

Low key I really want s4 to give in insight on his family life.

I also want him to get an apartment with Robin.

Robins cute tbh but for half the season I though she was a Russian spy. I guess I was wrong.

Mrs. Wheeler shouldn’t sleep with billy (not that she can now) because it’s wrong, but the reason she wanted to is because her husband is so boring and she gave up on her dreams to be his perfect housewife. She wanted a challenge with Billy. Instead, she should leave her pushover of a husband and find someone better.

Anyway Steve Harrington deserves the world.

Yeah okay hate me whatever.