#(I'm not too well versed in either game mind you)

[handsomethrowrug]

D.isney Crossover Verses

D.reamlight Valley -> King of Sunlit Plateau

After being trapped inside the Elephant Cave for an untold number of years, Scar has finally been freed and is allowed to reclaim his 'kingdom' of the Sunlit Plateau.

Unfortunately, with his territory so close to the main plaza, he's going to have to learn how to get along with other residents of the Valley. After all, his "co-ruler" wouldn't be too happy to hear he's causing more headaches...

(Note: dynamics with the 'player character' can be adjusted as required, but it will be assumed that by default, Scar is slightly friendly, but still holds a trace of bitterness for how 'his kingdom' was ruined in the player's absence.)

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K.ingdom Hearts -> The Heartless King

It took blood, sweat, tears, and a deal with Pete for Scar to take the throne of Pride Rock for himself. Scar's not going down without a fight, even if his ghost has to roam the kingdom after his death.

And if he gets to haunt his nephew? Well, that's just an added bonus.

[squarebracketsmileyface]

Answering this ask FOUGHT ME I swear to god. First I hit post before I was done writing and hadn't added tags or anything because it was just sitting in my drafts, and then when I rewrite it and went to save what I'd done TUMBLR FUCKING DELETED THE POST. The universe saw me being giddy over getting songs and went "well we can't have that" so now I'm writing it for the THIRD TIME (while my thumb is randomly going numb for some fucking reason lmfao. Like, I'm not cold, circulation's not cut off. It's just slowly losing all sensation 💀)

Anyway, attempt three!!!

Omg yes yes yes :DDDDDDDD okay okay, I won't do the whole lil "going through all the lyrics" thing I sometimes do because if I did this post would be stupidly long, but omg just know I've had these on loop almost constantly since I got this ask. They have all been put in their respective playlists now >:]

Wicked Game by Him has gone in the My Girl playlist, because:

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you

It's strange what desire will make foolish people do

I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you

And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

This first verse really does feel like Jam to me. Like, they desperately wanna save each other, and the world is kinda on fire around them. And Jay never thought he'd meet someone like Tim let alone being loved by someone like Tim and have to worry about losing someone like Tim. Y'know?

Step On Me by The Cardigans is either going to go in the Tim Safewords playlist, or in the My Girl playlist, and I cannot decide so right now it's in both. I just can't decide if I want it in My Girl for foreshadowing, or in Tim Safewords for when Jay actually pushes too far and hurts Tim by accident. Like, Jays already stood on Tim's foot and Tim carried on anyway because he loves Jay and he really does want to help him and fix him.

I don't even have a specific lyric that made me go "oh yeah this goes in such and such playlist" it's just the whole song I think.

Perfect Girl by The Cure, definitely My Girl, that one's a given, Jark is indeed a strange girl and does need to be shaken and turned upside down.

Psychic Wound by King Woman... I also wanna put this in Tim Safewords BUT ALSO entry 80. I could put it in entry 80's playlist. I could. I so could.

Enslaved by the opinions, under seductive rule

Please rescue me, I've disobeyed and I admit I'm chained to you

Alex. Idk just Alex and the operator. After Alex kills Jay I have him kinda have this awful moment of clarity where he realises what he's done, and he's so overwhelmed by it that he tries to kill himself, but the Operator stops him so it can force him to continue his lil job for it.

Help me, I'm so chained to you

Someone tell me what to do

Feeling like a psychic wound

Like. This is Jaylex. This is Jaylex. In entry 80 neither of them know what to do, they need to be told, and Alex unfortunately has someone there to do it, that 'person' being the operator.

I do like it for Tim Safewords a lot, and Entry 80 is already like 60 songs strong which is far too many so idk where I wanna put it just yet. Another one that'll go in both playlists until I go through them properly again and make up my mind.

Pitch The Baby by Cocteau Twins is in My Girls playlist, I just like how it sounds, it's a fic that lets Jay and Tim have a little time and space to breathe and just enjoy each other, and the song's so pretty and like, floaty? Idk if that's the word I'm looking for, probably not but it's close enough, it's just a really nice feeling song. And like "I only want to love you" I think the lyrics say? Yeah, Tim only wants to love Jay, he just wants to use this lull in the constant, active threat of death to spend time loving on Jay a bit, teaching him how to let himself be loved and all that.

Daydream In Blue by I Monster is almost definitely going in Tim Safewords. It just feels like it fits, I think specifically because of some of what's gonna happen in that fic.

You're crawling on the bathroom floor

You float around the room and you're naked

Then you're flying out the bedroom door

Like, Tim has a bit of a freak out (for good reason) after he has to safeword, and he does end up on the floor in the bathroom, because he needs a moment on his own and that's the only room in his house with its own lock. And sure he doesn't NEED to lock Jay out, but he feels better if he can, so he does kinda, y'know, fly out of the bedroom door when he runs away to hide for a bit until he can get everything in his head under control a bit. And he's dissociating to high hell so he does feel like he's floating, y'know?

I dream a dirty dream of you, baby You're swinging from the chandelier I'm climbing up the walls 'cause I want you But when I reach you, you disappear

This bit also feels like the Tim Safewords fic, but kinda from Jay's pov more? Like, he knows he fucked up and he needs to make it right somehow, he needs to make sure Tim doesn't hate him, doesn't leave him, so even when Tim's hidden himself away somewhere unreachable (both in real life and in his head for... Reasons (mayhaps someone else fronts to handle the situation... Mayhaps someone split specifically to cope with Jay)) and Jay really does feel like he's climbing the goddamn walls to try and get him back, but when he reaches Tim, emotionally, Tim's gone, he's distant and cautious and Jay knows he's ruined it... And then they have to go to Benedict Hall together :D

Gonna pop a little warning here, the last song in here is one I'm gonna use to talk a little more about Jay's consent issues through, in case you don't wanna read that. Specifically it's talking about Jay trying to force Tim to choke him again, even though he knows Tim doesn't want to.

Reptilia by The Strokes... Yeah Tim Safewords, again. Look I can't help myself that fic's gonna be INSANE and everything reminds me of it. It's just... Consent issues, y'know? I love exploring Jay's consent issues, they're so interesting.

I'm literally just putting the lyrics to almost the entire song under this now lmao. Look, I can't help myself, there's not many lyrics and they really do feel like they could be talking about a dubiously consensual (or even a noncon) situation.

I was afraid that you would not insist "You sound so sleepy, just take this, now leave me"

I said, please don't slow me down if I'm going too fast You're in a strange part of our town

Like... Jay feeling like "god please don't take this from me, I need you to be rough with me, don't stop me, don't tell me not to, just let me put your hands on my throat, please" he's hoping Tim will change his mind and say it's fine, hoping Tim'll essentially say "yeah just take what you want" y'know?

Yeah, the night's not over, you're not trying hard enough Our lives are changing lanes, you ran me off the road The wait is over, I'm now taking over You're no longer laughing, I'm not drowning fast enough

'Tims not trying hard enough to care about my feelings about this, why can't he just see this from my perspective, I need him to be rougher with me' type shit. And then 'well maybe he's just scared of doing something I don't want, like he was scared of with trying out the feminisation stuff with me, so if I take over and put his hands there, he'll know it's fine.' and then 'oh fuck. I fucked up. Oh shit he looks fucking scared, he looks like he's sick, shit shit fuck shit fuck What'd I do what's wrong with me what the fuck!?'

Now every time that I look at myself "I thought I told you, this world is not for you" The room is on fire as she's fixing her hair "You sound so angry, just calm down, you found me"

Tim's gonna get to have a go at Jay for it, of course, he needs to make sure it gets through Jay's thick fucking skull that 'hey, you can't fucking do that what the fuck is wrong with you??? The world doesn't fucking revolve around you, did you stop for even a fucking second to think about what I've told about about why I don't want to fucking do that???'

[2000sangel]

HELLOO you Definitely don't know me ;) ...but I'll still wish you luck for all the matchups <3

My name's Alexander, I go by they/them and at times he/him, I'm gay and on the ace spectrum!

I'm a pretty chill person that oscillates between too much energy and too little. I rely heavily on humor in most circumstances and I've been told I'm great at it (loads of dirty jokes, puns and absurd humor). I'm also good at improvising things as a theater and musical enjoyer. I'm a blend of emo, goth and punk, and enjoy the culture greatly. I'm very passionate about my interests, though not much confident in sharing them. I struggle with emotions a shit ton but I'm working on it!

A little (orange) birdie told me I could have both matchups, soooo. ;) I'd obviously prefer a male romantic matchup but I'm most open to either for platonic!

I love creating, mostly drawing and writing but it includes animating or sculpting and even playing piano/elec. guitar. I love chess and logic games/puzzles, as well as video games of all kinds (fantasy usually!). I also enjoy darker topics, since I'm quite fascinated by the human nature.

I love to hang out with friends, bake, watch shows, talk, etc, quality time is a big love language to me. I also like physical contact, as long as we're close!

I dislike physical activity, conflict of any kind, and loud noises/bright lights for too long. Another no are outright gore or some kind of horror (I have paranoia which can lead to a lot of anxiety.)

I don't exactly have an ideal type but they must be open-minded, ideally make me feel like they're interested in whatever I have to say, be willing to hang out and be honest!

Thank you for doing this, sending lots of love from the coolest bat in your area ;)

Hmm I wonder who this could be... ;3 As I was reading this I kept nodding to myself...like yes, very true, definitely! And it also reminded me of how intriguing of a person you are – not that I don’t think that all the time, of course.

Anyhow, enough of my silliness! Let’s move our focus on somebody else’s silliness, as I romantically match you with...

Lucifer!

Right off the bat I should mention that you and Lucifer share an interest which is creating; both of you spend the majority of your days bringing life to your little creations, so imagine how fun it would be to work together and show each other the fruits of your work at the end of each day! He is definitely enchanted by how many skills you possess, but his favorite thing is when you finish writing a story and you ask him to read it. He does so out loud, imitating the voices of each character and making you laugh by doing so. As he continues reading though, his tone shifts into a more serious one, a sincere smile remaining on his face. He doesn’t want you to think that he doesn’t take your work seriously, plus he’s genuinely fascinated by how easily you can bring to life the characters in your stories.

You love baking and he loves sweets, I couldn’t think of a better combo! Many a times you drag him into the kitchen and he follows diligently, ready to help and possibly make a bit of a mess as he’s not the most well versed in these kinds of activities. But! He definitely tries for you, passing you the ingredients as you carefully try to follow every step of the recipe correctly. He’s also a bit of a chatter box himself, so rest assured you will have a lot to talk about as you break eggs and mix the ingredients! He sometimes brings up how he misses doing these things with Charlie as well, and you kindly remind him that he’s free to invite her over to do this any time as you’ve grown quite fond of her as a friend.

Returning on the topic of Lucifer being quite talkative, he really appreciates how much your interests vary as this allows you two to have conversations about anything and everything. While I feel like some things he wouldn’t be into himself, such as video games, there’s nothing that he loves more than to listen to you excitedly talk about an interest that he’s not really familiar with, because this just means that there’s more things to learn directly from you. You of course have to do your part in listening to him talk about whatever he might be into but you’re not, though!

Lucifer adores the fact that you can play the piano and electric guitar, as he’s able to play some instruments himself! It’s not rare for you two to play together, making up songs between piano keys being pressed and bows being drawn across the strings of his fiddle. The little concerts last for hours, and they always end with you sharing a tired but satisfied kiss with each other.

If there’s something that Lucifer understands about you it’s your struggle with emotions; his own are a mess, especially seeing that he struggled with isolation and depression after he and Lilith separated, but also because his humour is generally a little unpredictable. After meeting you though he’s able to pace himself slightly as you inevitably bring joy into his life, and so he manages to be helpful in your times of need. At first he might push you a little to still spend time together even though you’re claiming you need space, but once he’s got you figured out he’s going to give you all the space that you need and let you come back to him at the end of the day, offering you a warm embrace by wrapping you up protectively with his wings. And then, with a little pun here and a light joke there, he’s going to get a smile out of you again.

Speaking of hugs, he absolutely adores them. Getting to be lazy with you and cuddling is one of his favorite activities,  as it also means not having to look after the obnoxious residents of Hell for a while. Rest assured he’s going to ask for five more minutes of cuddling with you every single morning, and if you don’t give them to him he’s definitely going to get pouty.

All things considered, Lucifer is glad he’s not alone anymore, instead he found great company in you and he appreciates all the love that you decide to show him in your unique ways. He’s of course more than willing to shower you in affection, and though he might go a little overboard sometimes, being a bit dramatic and all, you know he means well and you don’t get actually mad at him.

Platonic matchup

Now that you’ve gotten your lover, let’s move on to your platonic matchup!

Alastor!

First of all this came as a surprise to me as well, as Lucifer and Alastor don’t seem to get along very well, but allow me to demonstrate why you would get along with both!

Alastor values good manners, cordiality and intelligence a lot in others, which you all possess, in my opinion. He’s fascinated by your mannerisms just as much as you are by his, and admires the fact that you seem to have many skills. Some of them he might even take part in himself, such as playing chess and delving into darker topics. This would lead you to spending quite some time together, discussing such topics over a chess board.

The friendship between you and Alastor could be seen as unusual by most other people, but in reality it’s based on a very deep trust. You both trust each other to not cross boundaries; you don’t like physical touch from somebody who isn’t close? He’s going to respect that, he’s actually just the same. He’s not the biggest fan of sexual remarks? Sure, you’re going to be relying on other jokes, primarily puns as he seems to be a big enjoyer of those.

You and Alastor enjoy the occasional planned hang out with each other, usually opting for recitals and musicals as you both enjoy those a lot. You respect each other’s wish to quietly follow the play but at the end of it you’re very eager to have an open discussion about it.

Alastor, as the good friend that he is, also tries his best to take care of any kind of conflict that may arise while you’re together for you. Will you have to hold him back from doing anything too crazy? Sure, most of the time a little scare is enough...

He’s also pretty closed off with his own emotions, so a positive thing is that he’s never going to push you to talk about things, even in general. He does worry though, you’re his dear friend, and his way of showing it is by tolerating more than he would usually. May that be a short hug or whatever you might need from him to feel better, he’s willing to make an effort to provide it to you.

Hi! I hope you enjoyed; I made the platonic matchup a little bit shorter, I hope that’s alright, if not I can give you some more headcanons...I don’t mind at all! Tell me what you think, love you <3

[confoundedluna]

got that until dawn ps3 version quote list for y'all Finally

it is Just as stupid and ridiculous as the final version and it deserves appreciation too - this post might be longer than the other actually since this version has more chapters, we shall see, and the characters seem to talk to themselves a lot, plus I want to call out More of the dialogue since it's lesser known overall compared to the final game

again, please note these aren't in any particular order, I think they're Mostly chronological per character, I just type them as they come up in the videos and the videos are a bit odd in the way the chapters play out (one video is like. chapters 1, 4 and 5, another is 1, 6 and 7, it's just too awkward to be flipping between videos to watch everything in full order), since a lot are incomplete or need multiple builds to showcase everything they can, but I put together a playlist that was Mostly the order the chapters should be in, including different versions of each chapter in case anything changed across the different builds that I might want to take note of

also please note that some of these i typed based off how the subtitles are written and some off of how the lines are delivered - some of them switch the word order or use like a shortened version of a word or whatever, some lines have dialogue that isn't properly subtitled or has an automated voice reading them rather than an actual actor's delivery, I'm sorry if it's inconsistent but that's just how it's gonna be, i might not notice which version of the quote I used but it's basically the same thing so deal with it lmao

and like last time, let me know if i missed or skipped anything you think should be on this list! I tried to be a bit conservative with how many lines I used and go for just the funniest stand out ones or the ones that carried over, either fully or partially, to the finished game

okay enough disclaimers and apologies and shit, on to the quotes!

CHRIS

(SAM: I thought you were dead!) Well that's a fine thing to say to someone.

Wow. Safety. My mind is blown.

A-ha! And here we have the mysterious graphite spray.

It is believed that seances derive their mystical power by channeling the kinetic energy created by nude bodies... gathered as offerings to the occult, particularly those of young, teenage women. Ghosts are typically not concerned with the nude bodies of pasty young men, so if there are any ladies present, would you please remove your shirts and pants-

I'm beginning to think our friendly ghost is dyslexic.

This isn't a video game, Ash! Not everything's a clue!

There's a place in France where the ladies don't wear pants... (ASHLEY: Oh my god, how old are you?)

(ASHLEY: Look at this! Isaiah 11:6!) Is that a baseball thing? Like the signs at games? (ASHLEY: Uh, no, Chris, it's a Bible thing. You know, like a verse?) Oh, that's what those are. We should read it, right? The baseball Bible thing?

(ASHLEY: Look at this lectern, there's all sorts of animals on it.) It's like Noah's ark. Or that channel with all the animals on it.

(ASHLEY: Yep, it's all here. Fire and brimstone.) Blah blah blah, obey all my commands, blah blah blah, kill all your sons and daughters! (ASHLEY: What Bible did you read?) The cool one, duh!

Hey, I got it! See how this rotates? We could line up the animals like it says in the verse! (ASHLEY: Maybe all those hours in Sunday school paid off.) Absolutely. Not.

This just got totally Indiana Jones on us...

I know the human body has a surprising amount of blood in it, but damn.

Someone's been hunting. Guess they don't need a freezer out here.

Alright, handles all around I guess...

Holy shitballs.

I gotta say, this is not the most sensible thing I've ever done in my life.

Maybe we can find the book that the page belongs to. And find the jerk who ripped it out.

(ASHLEY: What is this, chemistry class?) I don't know about you, Ash, but I always like to leave my dangerous chemicals in a food preparation area.

Phew! See, look at that, nothing out there but the wind. (STRANGER: Sometimes the wind is not to be trusted.) Yeah well you would say that wouldn't you...

Do we just seem like slabs of meat to them? Like in old cartoons when one guy would be starving and the other guy would suddenly turn into a T-Bone steak? (STRANGER: Your thoughts wander uncomfortably far for someone walking through the dark in the W's territory…) Well that's precisely why I'd rather think about cartoons...

Brrr it's so cold out here... I guess it's better being cold than dead... though if I get any colder I might wish I was dead...

No more psychos and saw blades and crazy TV rooms and weird skinny monsters and no more snow and no more screaming hunter dudes.

(ASHLEY: How are you holding up, Chris...?) Miraculously. I mean, I'll probably collapse the second I start to think about anything that's been going on. (SAM: Then don't think about it.)

Ash... Even if Jess was down there I don't think it would be a good idea for us to climb into a mysterious hole in the wall...

We just want to get through this. Together, Ash...

ASHLEY

(SAM: Do you think Em is gonna say something about all this?) Knowing Em... she's gonna say plenty...

I tried to join chess club but I wasn't cool enough.

Cannibalism?! Who would buy a book like that? Who would even write a book on cannibalism? (CHRIS: A cannibal...?)

I don't care what it is- why does he keep doing this to us?!

This is our fault... we can't save him, it's our fault!

Not cool. Not cool.

Where does an elevator even go down here?

Bats... I mean, how in the heck are bats down here?

'A week in the mountains' he said, 'we'll get drunk, it'll be fun'...

Ohhh, I hate creepy noises!

They're crazy if they think they're going to find Josh and the stupid key... (SAM: Emily seemed to think she had a pretty good idea of where to look...) Yeah but she's Emily, Sam! When does she ever do anything that isn't some sort of weird selfish game- (SAM: Em seemed pretty shaken up, Ash, she's just trying to help-) She's trying to get us killed. We're all going to die up here. All of us.

(SAM: Just keep going, Ash, just keep going. It's right ahead of us.) It so does not feel like it's right ahead of us.

You've seen Mike with a gun, he seems pretty confident...

Well Sam, there doesn't gotta be another way- I mean we can hope there's another way...

(SAM: Pull it open!) I'm trying! What are you doing?! Don't hurt yourself not helping!

SAM

Ah-yep... limbs are still working.

Bim bam boom! There, fixed it for you.

That was hellacious.

She's usually pretty cool. Seems more like she's nursing a massive crush. (CHRIS: You mean Mike?) Ummm... yeah? Come on, she's sitting out there like a little lost puppy waiting for him.

Is she really being that big of a bitch to him?

(CHRIS: Wicked Witch of the West.) Right? I wish someone would drop a house on her. (CHRIS: That was the Wicked Witch of the East.) Did you seriously just correct me on that?

I can't believe Emily is hooking up with Matt. Didn't really expect her to go full meathead after breaking up with Michael.

Hey, did you get the sense that Jess and Mike are gonna have a uh... 'political summit' on this trip...?

Josh... having a little trouble getting the key into the hole?

(JOSH: I know Sam... I'm sorry... my fingers feel like they're gonna break off...) Do you want me to warm your fingers up so you can get the lock open?

Hello...? Hey guys, is that you? What are you guys doing? Being creepy...?

Hey?! I'm getting a little creeped out here fellas...

Someone help me, I'm stuck in here with a maniac!

I guess Josh needs kind of like a 'time-out' after what he did to us, but...

Okay. That does it. Door is locked. Nothing in or out.

Are you crazy? Or just stupid? You go out there and you're dead. In here we can at least wait- (MIKE: Until what? Come on, Sam.) Until dawn.

(EMILY: How did you find us?) You were making a total ruckus. Emily, I'm not sure you got the memo about the stealth mission.

Perfect. A giant hole.

(EMILY: Be careful...) As opposed to...?

(EMILY: You having a good time up there, Sam?) It's a god damn party.

Don't scream- don't scream- don't scream- (EMILY: I can't help it, I can't-)

Empty. Could have been one of us in there...

Okay Mister Elevator, let's see what we're working with here...

Wow. Now that's more like it. This is baaaaaadass.

Come on already, where is that fricking code?

Come on girl. You'd look good with that in your hands. Don't be shy.

Hey... bout time I found the Big Boy firepower.

I am so done with this place.

Get me outta here. Gotta find the cable car.

Get me out of here. Just get me to the first floor.

I just want to be on the ground, not up here.

Stairs? Ladder? Elevator? Escalator? Just need to get down to the ground floor.

I need out. Find my way to the cable car.

Gotta find the ground floor.

You guys look starved. Let me just fire up the grill.

MIKE

All ye who enter must pay the toll! Take off your pants!

(CHRIS: Maybe I can get a signal long enough to download a manual for one of these things.) ...Nerd alert, amirite?

(CHRIS: Nature calls.) Did you give her my number?

You throw like a- (JESS: Don't say it!) Was just gonna say you throw like a- (JESS: Don't!) ...throw like a beautiful, enchanting woman!

Awww! That's one to show the grandkids, right? (JESS: Don't get ahead of yourself, mister.) I wouldn't dream of it.

You wanna hear a joke? (JESS: Sure! I love to laugh.) Okay. So, how many librarians does it take to screw in a lightbulb? (JESS: Dunno, how m-) Shhh!!! (JESS: Really? Ugh.)

(JESS: Goddamn batteries! Shake it, that usually helps! Awesome!) Shake-powered batteries? Who knew.

I wonder what's down there. Ah, I bet it's just a bunch of pickaxes and old cart tracks and miner bones and ghosts of miners, and miner curses and... Woah. Get a grip dude. Class President.

Look at that. (JESS: What're all those symbols?) I think they're ancient. (JESS: Ancient what?) Ancient symbols. (JESS: Such insight...)

I'm not super thrilled at the idea of bears hanging around and crashing our party.

Looks like the path is a little blocked up. (JESS: What do you mean?) Well, it's got all this... tree in the way.

Where'd you go? Jessica? You've got at least five good minutes left until I bring out the waterworks.

This looks like the work of a bear. I do not like the way bears work.

Jess, hon? I promise I totally won't murder you when I find you. Maybe just a little.

So cold out here, but I'm sweating! Is that normal?

(JESS: You're trying to just freak me out, aren't you?) What? Why? (JESS: To get in my pants.) Yes, I would like to scare the pants off you.

So... One time I jumped over a crazy deep ravine on my bike. All the kids from the neighbourhood came out. Some local news too. Everyone thought I wasn't going to make it. (JESS: But you did?) Nope. Totally died. Been dead six years now. (JESS: You're lying.) Am I, though? (JESS: ...yes? ... Right?) There's only one way to find out...!

We're all alone in here, babe. Just you and me... the Presidential suite. (JESS: Well, Mr President, the lights don't work. And I'm freezing!)

Someone really doesn't like things to stay in one piece around here. Why would someone tear this up?

My jaw's chiselled enough already, but still, it could be useful.

Well, I've found the killer bathtub. Jesus, what did I think would be in there?

Woah. Check out the crazy sex book they have up here.

What is this? Ms. Dunkle's tenth grade science project?

Well, we're here now, so we might as well make use of the amenities. (JESS: Like the bed?) Yeah, I'm thinking mostly the bed.

Alright, madame, is there anything else that you require, or shall I retire to my quarters? (JESS: You're not going anywhere.) Madame requires additional services? (JESS: I can think of a few.)

Huh. Turns out our monster is just a broken branch. Guess it must have seen us and gotten jealous.

(JESS: Finally I have your attention.) The Vice President is standing by. (JESS: Well, why don't you bring him into the Oval Office?) Let's sign this bill into law!

Gotta stay calm. Focused. Get out of this rotten pit.

Crap, what are you doing Mikey, what's wrong with you... this asshole killed Jess... he should pay for that... but nobody's gonna pay for anything unless you get out of here in one piece, buddy...

Stay cool, Mikey. Stay cool.

(groans) Unngh… Either I'm getting weaker or doors are getting heavier…

Come on Sir Mike. Don't be such a wimp. Think about Jessica.

He could be waiting for me… it would be wise for me to tread lightly in the lion's den.

Just stay on your guard Potus… Stay alert…

Let's go, Mikey, let's go.

Gravity's my co-pilot on this one.

Aww… god… smells like something died in here, came back to life, ate its own corpse and then threw it all up…

Well well well. Here we are again. Sometimes wandering around in circles ain't so bad.

This is the creepiest rehearsal space I've ever seen.

Alright, keep your head Mr. President. Calm under pressure…

Ah great, another scenic wing of 'le castle de dilapitacion'.

Alright… look at that. Now we're getting somewhere. Don't know where, but somewhere.

Births and deaths, 1905. Some light bedtime reading for when we get through this.

Man, I can't even skip lunch without becoming a hungry monster, how did these guys feel over 23 days. Wait, no, i don't want to think about it.

Hey! Proper old school photo. Ain't that many left that roll with this kind of geddup anymore.

Chris was killed right in front of us, Jack the monster hunter was torn to pieces and now we're just waiting around like sitting ducks? No. We have to get off the mountain. Now.

Boom! For the win.

(EMILY: Ugh. I hate this place.) Admittedly, they have let it go... (EMILY: Yeah, they haven't dusted in years down here...)

Ah, seems like patient number four was suffering from a bout of being too extraordinary.

I'll tell you what. If the patients weren't completely nuts when they checked in, this place would drive them crazy.

(EMILY: Alright, so how are we gonna get out of here?) Scream and cry like girls?

Pe-culiar? That's actually like a for real medical term? Must have been Charlie Cheswick's records.

I wonder how far your gums have to recede before they start measuring them. If I'm reading this right, this guy must have looked like a dollar store Halloween mask. Wouldn't want to meet these chompers in a dark alley. Or terrifying sanitorium.

If wishes were horses beggars would be cowboys. (CHRIS: Woah. You did not just say that.) That guy Jack had some pretty catchy phrases don't you think?

EMILY

(CHRIS: We just saw Jessica, down by the cable car.) Ugh. Any more perfume on that B and you'd think she was a bachelorette party.

My lips are already so chapped. (MATT: I can kiss them and make them better.) In your dreams Loverboy.

Oh my god, are you gonna swallow his face whole? We're all here! How much more of your crap can we take?

Listen you little slut, maybe because I am not on crack I can see what you're doing.

I don't have to spy when clearly you're showing off with your tongue halfway down his throat.

(JESS: You heard what I said.) Why don't you say it again to my face you bitch?

You do whatever you want. If there's a crazy murderer running around then I'm going to get the hell out of here. (MATT: Maybe he's right, Em-) Do you want me to go out there all alone, Matt? Because I will.

We'll take the cable car to go get help, dummy. Come on.

This is totally crazy Matt. This is totally crazy. My head is spinning.

Ugh. It's freezing out here. I did not pack for this.

I wish Chris and Ashley were more helpful. (MATT: Em, you hardly gave them a chance-) You know, I'm just trying to help the situation.

I just can't believe it's happened again! I mean like, is this family cursed? (MATT: Yeah the whole mountain feels cursed.)

Okay, you done good Matt. Took you a while, but you done good.

Look, if you're not gonna call for help, then maybe you should at least get some tunes going for us to listen to while we sit here and freeze to death can you please just get the radio working Matt oh my god oh my god!

Oh my God, stop talking like you're in a movie. Are you pushing the right button? Is there even a signal?

Wow. These clothes are all torn up. And I don't think it's because they were ripped off the sale rack in a shopping spree…

Ugh. Why do these machines always have to be so complicated?!

Ahhh! Jesus… them's the brakes.

Oh come on batteries… stick with me just a little longer…

Ugh… are those… bite marks on the bones? As in like… eating marks?

This is hell. That's all there is to it. Hell. I fell into hell and there are devils wandering around who will poke me with their forks.

Okay, keep quiet, Em. Put a lid on it. Don't want to attract attention...

Juuuust stay quiet... What would Princess Emilia do? I'll tell you what she'd do: she would stay quiet. Shhhh.

Wow. Good thing I checked my claustrophobia at the door. This is gonna be tight. I guess it's either through this little hole or turn around and face Mr Sunshine out there. Hmm. Excellent options!

I gotta try it. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right Miss A-student beauty queen and all around hottie?

Bingo! Done. Voila. QED. Hee haw. Locked and loaded. That is how we roll. You go girl. Aaaaannnnd... Cut it. Print it. Saved. Vamos!

Top...! It's the top! Mine top... tip top top of the mine...! No more shaft just... this place! I'm out of the mine! ...Back to the lodge! Back to the fires and warmth and friends! Oh little lodge, I missed you so much... how do I get out of here?

(MIKE: You locking us in?) I'm locking the baddies out. Can't be too careful. (MIKE: Glad you're sure the baddies are out there and not in here.) Feels good to lock a door...

(MIKE: Wow. I guess I totalled the place huh?) Mikey had a tantrum? (MIKE: When I commit to something, I like to do a thorough job.) Hmmmm. Don't remember you making heaven and earth move for me... (MIKE: Hey. Don't say that...) I'm kidding... You did okay... (MIKE: ...that's better...) ...considering the tool you have to work with... (MIKE: Easy! Easy!)

This whole wing just feels like it was for the real head cases. Right? Like the lost causes. (MIKE: Yeah. It's got a really pleasant vibe in here. Let's keep moving.)

Ew. Ew! His gums were receding?! Didn't he floss?! Some people just do not understand the importance of dental hygiene.

One order of W pâté, comin' up!

Wow, Sam, you're really getting all Rambo on us.

(SAM: Look. The machinery. If we can get those metal containers in a row... we can get across.) You're kidding, right? On those rusty... rust buckets out there?

(SAM: You got it! It's working!) That's right, 'cause I'm the mecha-master! (SAM: Now if we get them lined up... We can just hop right across!) Already on it, Rambo. Or should I say... Sam-bo. (SAM: Ah... no... I don't think you should say that.)

An elevator...! Probably broken. Why is everything on this goddamned mountain falling apart!

(SAM: Looks like we've got find a way across.) Score one for Captain Obvious.

(SAM: We've got one shot to get out of here and we can't screw it up.) Right back at ya, lady.

JESSICA

(CHRIS: What's Mike doing?) He's getting all of our stuff to the lodge. Nails. Just had 'em done.

(SAM: We can help you with the stuff.) Oh that's so nice! But... I kinda like it when Mike does it.

Ugh, finally we're out of that stupid wind. I was freezing my buns off out there. (MIKE: I can help you with those if you like...!)

(MATT: Come on Em, relax.) No, it's not okay Matt. That bitch is on crack or something.

Whatever. I don't have time for jealous bitches.

Fine. Whatever. Anything to get away from that whore. (EMILY: Are you kidding me? I'm the whore?)

Ugh, you know, I can't believe Emily sometimes... why is she such a royal B? How could you have ever gone out with someone like that?

(MIKE: Exiled.) More like sex-iled.

Come on troops, move out.

I wonder if they have any room service up at the cabin. I could so use a triple grande mocha cappuccino right now.

You lit up my night... Now all we need are some fireworks later...

How bout some jams? (MIKE: Whatever puts you in the mood.) This one might be my favourite... Until their next one comes out, then that'll probably be my favourite. (MIKE: That's a really good way of thinking about it.) Thanks! ... ...what?

(MIKE: Josh seemed pretty happy to get rid of us back there, didn't he?) Michael! I had no idea you had such a gossipy side... Is this the politician in you? (MIKE: Politician nothing; the guy's a dick!) Hmm.

I keep having this great thought, but then I keep forgetting it.

Somebody's going to owe me a new outfit.

(MIKE: I didn't know Hannah wore glasses.) Yeah. Just when she wasn't around any cute boys.

I wonder if they deliver take out up here. I mean right here.

Ugh. My shoes are getting so moist.

I wonder what's going on back at the lodge. Everybody's probably doin' it.

Nature's kinda gross.

Is that Orion's belt or is he just happy to see me?

Hah! I'm totally going to tell everyone about your fear of birdies.

Stand back, Debbie downer.

Don't worry, I'll save Woodsgate for the next election.

(MIKE: Some of these planks are pretty rickety.) You know what else is rickety? (MIKE: What?) Your face is rickety. (MIKE: That's a really good one!) Thank you!

(MIKE: Watch your step, Jess.) You know what? You're worse than my mom. My mom!

Boom! Sting like a butterfly and float like a bee.

Wow, look at that old photo. (MIKE: Must be an old mining team.) Looks like they really knew how to... handle themselves. (MIKE: Sounds like you wish you could handle them.) Looks really old. I wonder if they're all dead now. Ugh! So creepy!

(MIKE: Probably faulty wiring or something.) You've got faulty wiring.

Unless you want to make out with an ice sculpture, I suggest you get a fire going. Pronto.

It's so cold in here right now my tongue would get stuck to your flagpole.

I'm cold, I'm bored, and I'm getting rapidly less horny. You want to hurry it up with the fire?

(MIKE: It's so dusty.) No maid service up here? What a rip.

Coldness generally isn't conducive to hotness, Michael... Woah. That sounded, like, deep.

While you were trying to find the right button to push, I found some de-light-ful candles that wonderfully spice up the place and light up all the nooks and crannies... Far more cosy and accommodating, don't you think?

I can't lose my phone, my parents are gonna kill me! (MIKE: You can always get a new one!) That's like my fourth one this year.

Just unfasten it! (MIKE: I can get it! I can get it!) Don't send a man to do a woman's job.

Oh. Those perverted assholes. Why can't they just leave us alone and let us have a perfectly nice time? God! What jerks! (MIKE: Hey, they're just trying to have a good time.) Yeah? Well, so are we!

You guys are such dicks! Are you really that upset with me and Michael that you want to ruin our fun? Huh? Well, guess what? You can't ruin it! Because Michael and I are gonna screw! That's right! We're gonna have sex! And it's gonna be hot! So enjoy it! 'Cause I know we're going to! Ugh.

MATT

Ohhhh! She just got Emily'd!

Wow. Someone had a good time in here.

Why would someone leave a picture of keys where the keys should be?

This place can't just be a huge death trap, right? Cable car can't be the only way in and out of this joint.

Josh had a lot of problems... I think he just wanted to be able to sort things out... and put this all behind us...

So the joke I learned, it's really good, it's about like, a dude, who's got a haircut like the moon, and-

Coyote? Bear? ... Why is that okay?

C'mon, Matt... You don't wanna die down here.

The hell is that… Jessica? (JESS: Matt? Jesus… So it got you too.) Yeah… You okay? (JESS: Hardly...) Let's get the hell out of this place. Look! There! (JESS: Light!) That's the cable car station!

Come on, man... nearly there... nearly there...

JOSH/THE PSYCHO

Come on, lock... My lockpick skills are a little rusty...

This is the most boring break-in ever. You haven't even broken in yet.

Hey! Grit bin! Nice work moving that over here!

Everything all right in there? (CHRIS: Yeah, I'm fine. It's really dirty. And a little freaky.) Sounds like my kind of date! (CHRIS: Offf course it does.)

Dude, come on! Let's open this jawn!

Ahh-hahaha! Dude are you okay? That lil' wolverine almost gave you a paper cut!

(SAM: Hey, those things are known to be vicious sometimes.) Vicious to lil' babies. Lil' Chrissy babies.

(SAM: Thank you Chris.) Thaaaank you Chriiiiis.

Yo! Explorers! You guys are gonna need the keys for the love shack!

As you can see, your friend Josh is now in quite an unfortunate situation. If you wish to see him dead, then do nothing and you may watch him die.

Second... clue... picture if you will... high atop a powdery mountain... the only place possible for a jacked up jock like Matthew to score a... 'big break'...

If you'll please now direct your attention towards the main attraction...

Not much time left before your friend is... perforated...

Congratulations! You've just bought yourself... more time... to watch your friend die...

My my my, didn't you do well! You fought the system and you've won. And what you've won is a prize! You're a lucky winner, come on down!

Well, that's the end, folks. I only wish it could have turned out differently, but, unfortunately, I'm still going to kill your friend because, hey - winners don't play by the rules!

Allow me to introduce myself, I am your host!

Oh, I had fun with them... and now I'll have fun with you... There's nothing wrong with having a little fun, is there?

Samantha, my darling, I don't think your friends are going to help you... I've already had a little fun with them...

Oh what a delight it was watching his life drain away. I wonder if watching yours will be just as fun.

(SAM: What do you want?) I just want a little fun, Sam... so why don't we... mix things up a little... You can have ten seconds to pretend like you're escaping... and then you're dead!

Go on, hide if you like... I know just where you are.

(CHRIS: What do you want from us?!) Well now, Mr Chris... I think you've got the answer right there in front of you.

Oh borrring... You think I didn't bulletproof my machinery?

(CHRIS: You're sick!) Heh heh heh... why thank you, kind sir... but the choice... is yours... play ball!

I'm sorry... so sorry... it's all my fault...

THE STRANGER

It would be wise for you to hear me out.

You seem to listen but not to hear.

You have no chance out there on your own- (CHRIS: I'll just have to take my chances.) Then I'll go with you. Alone would be suicide. (CHRIS: Yeah well you're so special.) I am... experienced.

You do not seem too concerned with saving the life of your friend.

(CHRIS: Have you done this before?) Have I foolishly attempted to free a dead man in the hopes of becoming one myself? (CHRIS: Uh...) You ask questions that are not very useful. (CHRIS: My teachers say the same thing. But yeah, so, have you?) This is not my first barbecue.

He who seeks avoidance finds out what he seeks to avoid. (CHRIS: That's... a really confusing saying.)

[whorekneecentral]

Prompt 33 with vini jr “you look so pretty with my cock in you”

Vini coming home to reader after losing a game, and her just allowing him to use her in anyway he wants, angry sex, comfort sex, you decide. And because he is big (SIZE KINKKK) you can see the bulge of his cock in her stomach

- vvd anon

banger // prompt: “you look so pretty with my cock in you”

0-2 verses Barca today and it was not a good outcome for your boyfriend's team.

Vini had locked himself in the bedroom after returning home and taking a shower. You figured you'd give him the space to cool off and then you two will get dinner and talk out his anger, but apparently not.

You went looking for him, knocking on the door before peeking in. You smile at the man when you saw him the bed. You joined him, sitting next to him.

"You okay?" You asked quietly and the man look at you, "do you think I'm okay?" He snapped and you're taken back for a moment. Vini has had bad games before but he'd never snapped at you.

You don't answer, getting up off of the bed.

"Where are you going? "He grabs your arm, pulling you back to him.

"If you're going to treat me like that, I'm not gonna stay with you."

He's on the edge of the bed now, letting you stand between his legs when he kisses you. Sometimes you forget how strong your husband really is; the man pulling you onto the bed and pinning you under him.

Your hand rests on his chest and look up at him. "You have two options; either you fuck out this anger or you can stay here and stew."

Vini smiles, "you know me so well."

Your boyfriend pulls you up, the two of you stripping off and the clothes end up on the floor in a pile. You're back on the bed and both of you let out a satisfied sigh when he pushes onto you, your leg pulled up onto his hip and he leans over you. His lips brushes against yours,

His cock twitches when you clench around him, “oh fuck,” he breathes, forehead against yours. “You look so pretty with my cock in you, take me so well, my pretty girl.”

You can feel your heart skip a beat, no matter what this man always makes you so happy and feel so loved, even when his cock is buried in you.

“C'mon baby,” Vini whispers, your eyes find his and it’s like you read his mind. You knew exactly what he was going to say.

“Mhm,” you breathe, “almost.”

He shuffles a bit, pulling both of your legs over his shoulders. The change in position does it; his thrusts sloppy, signalling that he too was close. You feel him cum, your legs dropping off his shoulders as you do.

Your chest heaving, your hand pressed to your boyfriend's. "Done being angry ?"

"I wasn't angry at you."

"I know," you smile, pulling him down for a kiss.

[melt-into-the-night]

I recently replayed the original game leading up to Double Exposure. I ship Pricefield, and even I didn't think the relationship was going to last. When they were 18, Chloe;

Continually got mad at Max for leaving her behind, despite Max telling her it wasn't her choice

Got mad at her for wanting to talk to her suicidal friend on the phone

Gets angry if you don't side with her on every argument with David, even in the moments where David was right

Gets angry if you don't steal from the handicapped fund

Gets pissed off when if Max calls her out on her selfish behavior

Continually ignores Max when Max tries to say they're overusing the time powers

Forces Max to expose her assault by Jefferson in order to get her to take her warnings seriously during her multi-time jump to before the party in polarized

Openly admits she refuses to accept responsibility for her actions, and that it has to be someone else's fault

Honestly, the relationship was not going to last even IF everyone, including Chloe, survived Arcadia Bay. Chloe has too much baggage she has to work through. And Max, who is both neurodivergent and now suffering from PTSD, has her own issues she needs to work through.

I'm the same age as Max and Chloe. At 18, I used to have a relationship similar to theirs where I was the Max. We both thought that if we got away from it all, we'd be fine. That we would never break apart. I thought if we could just survive the worst and travel, we'd get through it. That we'd last forever.

I'm the same age as Max is. I'm no longer with my Chloe. Looking back, all the things I looked past or tried to rationalize were toxic and wearing me down. I did everything for her and it was never enough. I now realize I didn't like who I was when I was with her. The only difference between me and Max is that I'm the one that chose to end it.

I'm not mad that they broke up. I can understand why others might be, but honestly? I'm kind of relieved. Max and Chloe need to figure themselves out before they enter any sort of relationship.

I’m not mad or surprised they broke up either, but I do think Chloe definitely experienced growth by the end of the first game too. She was willing to die to save the town after all.

That said, to me it makes sense that in the bae route, Max choosing to let all of her friends die, including Chloe’s mom would be a heavy burden for her to carry, no matter how much she loves Chloe. This girl did everything she could to save the town and then realized the only way she could was to sacrifice her best friend.

I have theories... Gonna touch on some major spoilers up ahead so for those waiting for the regular release date…don’t read past this point, unless you are a Pricefield fan looking for some hope and perhaps a reason to continue the game and wanting to keep an open mind just in case. Then come on in.

One theory I have is that Chloe probably realized how much it was weighing on her still years later and Chloe realized that in order for Max to make peace with her past, she had to let her go, and breaking up with her in kind of a harsh way was Chloe’s way of making it easier for Max to not fight it.

And because the game is definitely hyper focused on how much it’s weighing on her even to this day I do think ultimately the goal is to have her get to a place in her life where she can be at peace with her choice, regardless of what choice she had made. And depending on how you play this game I do think there will be an ending where they find their way back to each other.

And well, if not then at least so far we seem to be in a game tackling the multi-verse theory where characters appear to be somehow crossing over into different timelines and doing/saying things they normally wouldn’t do or say, so right now, nothing is final. Not even Max and Chloe’s current relationship status. Arguably there is a universe where they are still together, and we just haven’t seen it…yet

[behsjdjenbrbebdbe]

my character/movie-based playlists:

arthur fleck (joker, 2019): 60's music that i felt really encapsulated arthur and his mental state in the first film.

joker: folie à deux (2024): i actually really like this movie and idk why people hate it so much, so i made a playlist that i think harley and arthur would've listened to together if they had ended up living together

beautiful boy (2018): songs that i feel represent both Nic and his father. rlly tragic, sorry.

chandler bing (friends, 1994): playlist i made right after matthew perry died (r.i.p. to a legend). i think chandler would love these songs and some of these songs are canon.

the substance (2024): not the kind of playlist you're thinking about. It's basically just 80's music that i think would be played during an old episode of 'Sparkle Your Life!'. It's basically just a glorfied jazzercise playlist.

charlie kelmeckis(the perks of being a wallflower, 2012): my idea of what charlie would have on his mixtape. Some songs are canon from the movie and book.

dead poets society (1989): a collection of songs that i think really reflect the vibe of the film for me, not necessarily songs that would fit the time period.

donnie darko (2001): playlist that shows donnies declining mental state in the film.

mr.robot (2015): songs that i think elliot would enjoy but also describe his descent.

fight club (1999): songs for the narrator and how he feels during his 6 month bout of insomnia. this playlist is my personal favorite bcs i'm also an insomniac (twinning)

the bear (2022): songs that i think carmy would listen to while yelling "behind!" at his chefs.

you (2018): songs that describe joe goldberg from you, not necessarily stuff he would like (he's much too pretentious to enjoy olivia rodrigo).

pearl (2022): a playlist that reminds me of the monologue scene in pearl where she says "i don't feel...well" because i really felt that. once again, not necessarily songs that match the time period or the characters potential interests.

lady bird (2017): lady bird is one of those movies where i'm pretty sure the director was in my house monitoring my daily movements for inspiration. naturally, i needed to make a playlist that i think completely captures the feeling of growing up with a not-so-healthy relationship with your mother.

gone girl (2014): a playlist based on the "cool girl" monologue and how it feels to feel forced to play a caricature of a woman just to for a man.

gone girl (2014): this time it's a nick dunne inspired playlist because unfortunately i relate to him (more so, book version nick). take that info how you will.

miles morales (spider-man: into the spider-verse, 2018): best spider-man, idc. ~ él es el mejor spider-man, no me importa.

jughead jones (riverdale, 2017): songs that i think jughead would have loved.

american psycho (2000): a mix of songs that patrick bateman would listen to in his headphones on his way to work and songs that i think describe him.

the iron claw (2023): songs that represent the tragedy of the story of the von erich family but also the beautiful bond of the brothers. Once again, these are not all time period accurate.

black swan (2010): a playlist based on nina. lots of swan references in the titles.

taxi driver (1976): a mix of songs based on the time period, things that travis bickle would listen to while driving, and songs that encapsulate the movie.

nightcrawler (2014): songs that represent lou bloom, not necessarily songs he would listen to because i don't actually believe he would listen to music on his own.

peeta mellark (hunger games, 2012): ,ovies i think peeta would either enjoy, or capture his personality and plight throughout the movies.

may december (2023): i love this movie SO MUCH, so i ofc had to make a dedicated playlist. it's through the perspective of joe ofc.

eternal sunshine of the spotless mind (2004): playlist based on the rocky relationship between clementine and joel.

mother (2020): for those who don't know, this is a japanese film based on a true story about a toxic mother and her relationship to her son. so this playlist is based on the perspective of the son, shuhei.

clay jensen (13 reasons why, 2017): playlist that clay would listen to in between tapes.

prisoners (2013): unsettling and melancholy playlist inspired by this film and the perspective of detective loki, one of the main characters.

sam evans (glee, 2009): another one of my favorite playlists bcs i'm just so proud of it. like, absolutely sam would love this playlist. i included some glee versions of songs he sang, but only ones that i liked better than the original.

sound of metal (2019): songs that i feel express ruben's reaction to his deafness and his struggle to accept change.

troy bolton (high school musical, 2006): i absolutely LOVE this franchise and so i think i'm qualified to say that troy bolten would love himself some 2000's rnb. This is why i've taken upon the burden and pleasure of making him a playlist that he would jam out to.

scott pilgrim vs. the world (2010): songs inspired by sex bob-omb and the overall playful vibes of the movie.

good will hunting (1997): these are songs that i think will would include in his rotation or songs that represent the journey that will takes during the movie.

the hunt (2012): this was a very tragic movie about a man who suffers greatly based on a false accusation. one of my worst fears is not being believed when i haven't done anything. truly there is nothing worse than injustice and with this selection of songs i tried to convey the dread, sadness, and overwhelming rage that the main character, lucas, felt when everyone he knew turned on him.

mother (2020): playlist based off the japanese drama movie i watched about the toxic relationship between mother and son. you'll probably relate to this playlist if you have mommy issues.

romeo & juliet (1996): songs that encapsulate the tragedy of their relationship. yes 'exit music (for a film)' by radiohead is involved.

the holdovers (2023): this is my actual family. lots of 60's and 70's music.

christopher moltisanti (the sopranos, 1999): one of my favorite characters from the show bcs he's unfortunately very relatable to me. mostly based on what he said in the first season, "it's like the regularness of life is too hard for me." I get that.

abigail armstrong (dance academy, 2009): based on a quote from season 1 where she said "you all want me to fail." Abigail has this need to be perfect and she feels like she's all alone, so i thought that I would turn those feelings into a playlist bcs i can relate.

tara and christian (dance academy, 2009): based off the tumultuous relationship between main characters, tara and christian. based off the quote from season 3 where tara says to christian "i just want so badly to be rid of you". even if you don't know the show, i hope you can enjoy the sad break up playlist of it all.

heres my letterboxd account btw (just in case you were curious about how i rated these films): https://boxd.it/3mh3D

[mystiffox]

Hiii so i just discovered your account and what a discovery it was!!>:]

(i have only seen your UT stuff but im sure your other drawings are just as awesome sauce!!)

i wanted to ask what’s Plum’s relationship after the truce with the other bad sanses?:3 do they get along and hangout or are they just acquaintances who know of eachother?? (i’ll admit i do want him to get along with Horror bcuz i hc them as cooking/baking buddies x’b) also what do Plum and Error do when they hangout together?:3 and those Plum know Error’s siblings and those he get along with Fresh & Geno :D??

anyhow I hope you’re having a good day/night!! i really like your BlueVerse and I think it’s really interesting!:3 (though i hope i didn’t write too much x’b i don’t wanna make you uncomfy:[)

omg thank you!! i absolutely don't mind long asks :) keep em coming!

so, Plum's my little outlier (Not because i'm Biased.. Definitely..) because i really wanted him to shine– i started off with worldbuilding his home AU and rewriting certain things to work out in my favor. e.g: Iris (Lust!Metta) having a good audience and stage presence, Plum working on himself and his depression with Peach (Lust!Pap) helping him along, the lack of a "royal harem," the list goes on. but that's for another day

being an outlier, he's actually met Error and Axe (Horror) before! Swap had introduced him to Error, who slow trusted Plum until they now have marathons together in the anti-void. with Axe, Plum had found him out of oure coincidence (either in Horrortale/Farmtale, the details escape me) and had offered some homecooked food to him. Axe never forgets the kindness in his eyes, and on the off chance of Plum being captured, Axe would've wanted to keep guard to converse with Plum more.

post-truce definitely changed things up as he got close to the Crescents! Axe and Plum definitely get to be a formidable force in the kitchen, worry not. Shiv (Killer) and Plum are also fashion buddies and have fun going out and dressing up together. he's not as close to Cross, Night, or Lav (Dust) but he's definitely still invited to dinners or game nights.

with the CQ bros, Plum definitely knows who Geno and Fresh are, he actually gets along with Fresh quite well! Fresh thinks he's a bit of a kindred spirit and he's interesting enough by himself, and Geno enjoys his company too.

honestly, if you gave him time he'd have a nickname and a piece of clothing ready for you. that's basically Plum's vibe HAHA (can you tell i love him)

but thank you again for enjoying the little crumbs of my verse.. i know its not a lot and pretty much a slice of life type vibe (because i need the apple twins to stop fighting each other /lh) but its so near and dear to my heart. they deserve some happiness<3

[sneakerdoodle]

I don't mean to be That Guy, but I just started reading some of your pinned essays (they're really good, by the way) and I noticed you referred to the camp in WKTD as Catholic, when I'm reasonably sure it's meant to be Protestant (what with the focus on "faith" over "good works" (as seen in Jupiter's speech in the Red ending, re: "it's only in your heart what matters") (also in this Protestant context "I wasn't born good" is very representative of Calvinist predestination ideas, which is often one of the most yikes parts about Protestantism), among other things)? I hope this doesn't come across as rude, I really do like your writing and analysis, I'm just hoping to inform and/or learn that actually you and a bunch of other people were all aware of some Catholic thing in the game that I missed and actually I was the wrong one.

hey, thank you for reaching out!! you found me out LOL i talk a big game but i actually have an extremely approximate understanding of either the Catholic or the Protestant churches - my only firsthand (and fairly limited) experience is with the Russian Orthodox church, and i think i just kinda absorbed this vague idea of Catholic Guilt™ from hearing other people throw the expression around, but I never got around to fully defining it to myself or figuring out the minute detail of the Catholic vs Protestant experience, and sometimes i do also make the mistake of kind of unconsciously lumping them together in my mind because to me both are equally culturally foreign

so yeah i'm very far from well-versed in the different branches of Christianity, which I hope does not discredit me too much as a Person With Many Words To Say about the Christian guilt complex and trauma and their exploration in media; i really really appreciate your insight, and i will add a note at the top of the essay clarifying this all in a bit :) would you be okay with me linking your ask for credit? and don't worry at all about seeming rude or anything like that, i'm honestly just really grateful you're engaging with my writing enough to reach out and talk to me about it! (glad you're enjoying yourself, too!) if i make any broad assumptions in any other piece of writing you can freely chuck that up to either a lack of thorough and conscious first-hand examination or my brain being a bit hurried and overexcited, so feel free to add any thoughts or corrections you believe would make the conversation more productive overall; but i do also appreciate being given enough credit for you to wonder if i have an actual Good Reason to think one thing over another. i would absolutely always invite any further conversation, and i hope it's not in any way disappointing that i'm not quite qualified to explore this specific one in more detail :) tyvm for sharing your knowledge, & have a good day!

[queenlucythevaliant]

Story ask game for Lawrence of Arabia, if you please, with a 4, 14, and 21 (for that, assume the "author" is David Lean).

Lawrence! Lawrence! Lawrence!

4: assign the story a hyper-specific genre name

Epic historical wartime adventure biopic tragedy. With camels.

14: how likely do you think the story is to break the reader's heart?

I think it's very much a matter of personal buy-in. If you're the sort of person willing to invest emotionally in four-hour epics from the 60s, then it 100% will break your heart. This movie is devastating. I can quote chapter and verse of all the lines and scenes and moments that wreck me, if you want, but really what it comes down to is Lawrence in the empty Arab Council saying "And that would have been something." Ahhhhhhh. It's a story about reaching and failing to grasp, and those are always the most effective tragedies imo.

21: based on this story, would you be interested enough in the author to read their other work?

I would love to watch every David Lean movie over the course of my life. I've already made a pretty big dent in it! Doctor Zhivago is my next favorite after Lawrence, being a better literary adaptation than 99.9% of amazing novels get. Zhivago is such a literary favorite of mine, and it should be high praise that I love Lean's movie almost as much as I love Pasternak's bittersweet beautiful heartbreak of a novel. Ask me about the book sometime, if you're interested.

I also recently watched Brief Encounter for the first time, which I just loved to pieces. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. The best tragedy of timing that I've experienced in a long time. Will definitely be revisiting in the future.

I will admit, I giggled my way through Bridge Over the River Kwai. It was an excellent movie, but I think the whole "we are BRITISH we are going to build THE GREATEST BRIDGE EVER" thing, which is supposed to be a sign of a semi-broken mind, was just too funny for me to move past in favor of the serious tragedy. Having already seen Tom Hank's The Volunteers, which parodies Bridge Over the River Kwai, didn't really help either.

I will probably give A Passage to India a try next. That's also an adaptation of a novel I thoroughly enjoyed, albeit not in the way I love Zhivago. I'm sure I'll get to his Dickens stuff eventually too, although those will be a harder sell for me. It's a shame he never directed A Tale of Two Cities. I know he's got a bunch of other, lesser known movies too, and I will definitely get to those eventually as well.

So, in short, a resounding yes to the question. I'm not, like, a film person in the way that many people are, but I think I can say with some confidence that Lean is my favorite auteur-director.

[totallynotmeems]

for the smosh asks thing:

smosh kinda fascinates me on like. a meta level. i don't have proof that any of this is malicious (and in my opinion, i think it's totally no one's fault) but they way they operate, it's kinda inevitable that most problems get swept under the rug.

we as fans always have a deluge of content, getting at least one new video a day; there's always the backlog of content too (probably no one has ever watched every currently accessible smosh video, there's just too much) and you can also count every other cast AND crew's social media as content as well, especially if they're posting something adjacent to smosh.

they have also proven to have an extremely accurate reading of the general pulse of the audience, regardless of just how diverse (by which i mean variable in personal visions for what smosh should be) their audience is, as evidenced by their constant mention of popular fan interpretations, assumptions, requests, etc. this is no surprise, because it's their job.

however.....this leads to a system where it is all too easy to just. ignore the problems with smosh. things that immediately come to mind are dani's and kimmy's departures, the contentious nature of the whole former games crew situtation, garett's departure, the one that fascinates me the most -- sorry i can't provide evidence over an ask, but there's these weird little moments where cast were literally told not to engage with comments mentioning garett's healthcare, and his comment either being deleted by him or someone else on his own funeral video.

the reason i hesitate to bring this up is because i ultimately don't believe that we have to hold smosh to a particularly perfect standard, (and i also think many fans hold smosh cast to a ridiculously high standard that they do not think to apply to themselves, as we are compelled to micormanage their interactions on screen without ever giving them what i think is the minimum benefit of the doubt) but that we have to at least acknowledge the more unsavory parts of the company that, by nature of how it operates, we are hesitant to recall.

i think it's hard to both be a company, and be media figures. i'm a new fan, so i'm not super well versed with this kinda stuff.

i totally agree, and i apologize i can't be more insightful. but yes, i do think that since it is a company that can have cons as well as pros.

i think we shouldn't know a lot about the inner workings, because that's not what smosh is about. but, i do think that there is room for improvement on smosh's side.

i honestly just really hope that everything goes well, and that if smosh burns to the ground, it's ian and anthony doing it.

*send your smosh takes (among other things) in my inbox*

[butterrdream]

I'm sorry to hear that you aren't doing so great lately butter 🫂😔 i'm praying that it will get better soon and that you get a break!

In the meantime i will spam you with oc questions!

For Apple:

Which canon character does your OC not respect at all? Why?

Who would your OC say is their best friend?

How does your OC feel about Tsuna?

Hi Lix!!! Thank you so much for sending in some questions and I hope you’re doing well too 🥹!! Apologies I’m a little late getting back to this! 

🍎 Apple 

Which canon character does your OC not respect at all? Why?

Ooh, this is a hard question!! Since normally Apple can find something to respect about a person or can understand where they’re coming from after a while. Not that she’s necessarily an understanding or good person mind you. She just… has ways of finding out motives ✨ I don’t think there’s ever a time where Apple actually meets them or has any significant interactions with them but I think characters who are a little too bloodthirsty and enjoy a lot of bloodshed like Belphegor are the type of people she would have a hard time respecting. 

Who would your OC say is their best friend?

Leon I do think she would consider Reborn one of her best friends, but if you’re asking for a characters she’s not romantically involved with then it leans towards either Luce or Fon depending on the verse!! Though, I do like to say her and Luce are besties I also like to make Reborn and Luce best friends so if need be… I guess I’ll give the position of Luce’s best friend to Reborn instead

How does your OC feel about Tsuna?

Apple loves Tsuna like family! Though they do start off a little awkward around each other they do eventually bond (mostly over the fact they’re two “normal” people surrounded by some absolutely absurd individuals. The most absurd being Reborn who they both share a deep connection with… though Tsuna quickly realizes Apple’s just as weird in her own way /lh). They also bond by playing video games together! It’s hard for me to put an exact label on their relationship and how they view each other. It’s not parental or sibling like love (at least in most verses!) that Apple feels towards him but it’s definitely familial! 

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[serpercival]

How’d you think it be like if the roles in your foxtrap au were reversed? Like Hawkeye was the one who was cursed and how Trappper would act and such? (Sorry this idea got stuck in my head and I wanted your thoughts)

OOO. Good question. I'm going with the obvious answer and saying Hawk's a cat - part of what I really like about the beejtraphawk dynamic once they're settled in with each other is that you've got either end and the middle of the dog<-->cat spectrum.

Assuming Hawk gets cursed about the same time Trapper did (fourish), I think he's going to have a much more supportive childhood. Part of that is thanks to his parents being kinder people overall—everything we hear about Daniel Pierce is really positive—and part of it is that in this 'verse people who live in more rural areas are a lot friendlier to cursed people because there are just more of them around. More likely to get fucked over by the fae if you're around more fae, after all. In the same sense that Hawkeye's often pretty flamboyant and is willing to lean into gay jokes ("are you one?" "yes, are you?"/"okay, take me, I'm yours" "I knew it, you're one of those, too") I think he's more comfortable with himself than Trapper is (provided there aren't any huge events in his life that don't happen in canon other than getting cursed), or at least outwardly projects that he is.

As for Trapper's behavior with him... I don't think he's hostile with Hawkeye, but I do think he's much less considerate, and that's partially fueled by Hawk not being as touchy about his curse as Trapper is in the base foxtrapverse. Like BJ over there, Trap's never really met any cursed people before outside of a medical setting. He feels kind of bad that the tests they have him do on initial curse checkups are so invasive, but ultimately he's got no skin in the game.

But also. Hawkeye's stupidly charming. And he's a big fan of making fun of himself to make someone else smile. So I don't think it takes very long before Hawk wins him over.

John's trying to catch a few minutes of sleep in his cot when the door opens. He doesn't pay attention. The kid'll wake him if he's got mail. Maybe the girls have sent him something, but it'll be a while before his last letter gets there, so he doubts it. Then, there's a new voice. One with something funny woven beneath it, like the grumbling noise the stray cat he fed as a kid would make. "Oh, I don't mind a pigsty. Our neighbors had pigs when I was little." The clerk snorts. "Yeah, well, Major Burns ain't exactly friendly as a pig." "What about this one?" "I dunno, sir. He's quiet." John lifts his head. The guy's a cat. Black ears, white-tipped tail, a little flash of fangs when he smiles with a chirp. He probably shouldn't be an asshole to the guy he's going to share a tent with for the foreseeable future. "Kid show you the latrines yet, or you need a tour?" "Not much better than a litter box, are they?" John can't help but laugh. "You always open a relationship with self-deprecating humor?" The guy shrugs. "What can I say? Charming, isn't it?" Hell. It is.

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #409

After writing yesterday's letter, I went downstairs to fulfill responsibilities – dishes and whatnot. I was very surprised when M prompted me into discussion. J seconded the desire for discussion between M and I. Though I was scared, I did it anyway, because I was asked. Though I was extremely reluctant at first to try to say anything.

In the end, after a lot of talking, tensions were resolved. For posterity, and for the sake of you potentially being able to learn from our fail, I will attempt to describe the mechanics of what happened since Tuesday night.

On Tuesday, J specifically requested for M's time for a Board Game Testing group that meets once a month at a local board game cafe. J and I initially scoped out the Board Game Testing group some time ago and we were relatively confident that M would enjoy participating, despite his introversion and social anxiety. M is very passionate about board games, and he's well-versed in game mechanics. He's also highly intelligent and creative, and so he's amazing at giving relevant feedback and making astute suggestions and observations. He has also made board games, and so I thought it might be a good opportunity for him to get some of his tested. When we came back and told M about it and asked him to try it with us next time, he responded positively and indicated that it was something he'd be open to trying.

Fast forward to Tuesday. M had agreed to give J his time. J invited me, too, to act as a buffer between M and the other people there (due to M's social anxiety). But then, when it came time to leave the house, M suddenly backed out of going, saying that J and I should go have fun.

This was hurtful for a number of reasons. First, J and I are autistic, and sudden changes of plans feel like fire and pain to our nervous systems. Second, M has a long habit of backing out at the last minute; it was becoming increasingly difficult not to feel rejected and abandoned by him – as though M simply can't stand being near us. Third, since J had asked specifically for M's time, and M agreed, it felt like a broken promise and it felt like being snubbed.

J, feeling hurt and rejected, pleaded with M to reconsider. I was there, and I have learned enough to know that pleading is poor form; if someone says no, you respect it and you drop it, no questions or argument no matter how badly you feel. So I paused J with a, “Hey; it's all right.” Uncertain of what J wanted to do next, I followed up with asking J, “Given that M is not going (to drive home the point that he should stop pleading), do we still go to the Board Game Testing?” J stopped pleading, said no, and went upstairs to process his pain. I went upstairs to derp around on my laptop and work some more on my weird crafty project.

Time passed. And then we were blindsided by this from M in our group chat:

Given that J had specifically asked for M's time and M agreed, there weren't a whole lot of ways for us to read that first message other than a polite way of saying, “Oh and, by the fucking way, it's not even that I'm nervous about going this time; I'd just rather do literally anything else besides spend time with either of you.”

Then the second part came as a shock to both of us, because he initially indicated a month ago that going to the Board Game Testing event might be fun for him and that he'd be willing to try it. Still, I tried to keep an open mind about it and give him the space he seemed to indicate he needed... only for his third message to come out, which read to me as a polite way of saying, “Actually, you fucking know what? Don't even bother asking me to go out anywhere or do anything at all anymore. Fuck you.”

...Which was also, admittedly, a shock. I do recall asking at one point if he would simply we rather not ask him to do things, because, again, he almost always agrees to do something and then backs out at the last minute, which raises the question of whether he actually wanted to go in the first place, which would effectively mean that he's been intentionally lying to us every time he agrees to anything. At the time, as much as I didn't like it, I was prepared to respect it if he said, “no, don't ask to spend time with me anymore.” But he asked me at the time to still continue asking him out to things.

...So, suddenly changing his stance on that represented a change that I did not understand the causes of. And though initially I agreed and was prepared to accept... not asking him to do things anymore... I realized that “social outings” is very broad, and I don't know precisely how he is defining it. And also, I wanted to make sure that his change in stance wasn't the result of a bigger issue that he simply wasn't telling either me or J about. Worried, because for the most part, the only acceptable ways to spend time with M is board game, video game, TV, or going out to eat somewhere... I didn't want to lose, broadly, one of the few means of connecting with him that we do have.

So rather than make assumptions and run with them, I went downstairs to try to define what does and does not count as a “social outing” so that I can reliably do what it is that he asked for. I also went downstairs to ask him if something else was bothering him. So I said to him, “Hey; it looks like you're pulling away from us; is something bigger up?”

...And he got upset. He said something about my question being a “deliberate overreaction.” I was alarmed. In response to his anger at me being worried about him pulling away, I tried to explain, but he wasn't having it, saying, “I have no idea where you're getting that from”. I dropped that subject, given that he seemed very upset that I brought it up. Still, I tried to persist in trying to clarify what he means by “social outing”, since it was so broadly defined. And he spat at me, “To be frank, don't bother asking me to go out anywhere if you're going to guilt trip me for saying no.”

...Which also came as a shock, because... pleading is not a guilt trip. Asking for clarification on the next steps is not a guilt trip. He may have felt guilty because J was not hiding the fact that he was upset. But that is not the same thing as us going out of our way to make him feel small and worthless in various subtle ways. In the whole 9 years I've known him, I have never once seen J try to give anyone a guilt trip. That's not who he is. It's not how he operates. He and I have our disagreements from time to time, as any pair of humans do. But he's not some manipulative, horrible person who's out to get people when he doesn't get his way.

...Effectively, M was unable to separate “internal feelings prompted by the conditioning he got during his childhood” from “someone externally trying to make him feel bad”. And so he lashed out at me, because he was scared. I realize that now, because we talked about it. But at the time, I didn't realize that he was triggered. And I think neither did he. He's not perfect (no one is!), and goodness knows that in the past, when I was still trying to figure out how to be a human instead of furniture, he received more than his fair share of me lashing out at him for various stupid reasons because I didn't know how to manage my feelings.

For additional context, M's mother applies the guilt and shaming real thick when someone doesn't act in the way she likes or live their life in the way she likes; for example, when M told her that we now have cats, she bemoaned that now she can't visit us, as a guilt trip to make M feel terrible for having gotten cats because she's allergic, even though she never had any intention of visiting us. She's also quick to revoke love and approval while pretending externally that everything is status quo. Meanwhile, M's father has an explosive temper and verbally abuses everyone else around him anytime he faces even a minor inconvenience. I still recall one time when we went to Outback Steakhouse and he chewed the waitress out for not bringing the beer he ordered fast enough.

...M occasionally does a variation on these by which something will be bothering him, but he pretends to be okay. He'll also do a thing by which he seethes internally with intense anger, but doesn't say anything because he doesn't want to be like his father. The result is that he has a hard time being upset or saying no to things without him feeling like he's a terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad person. So sometimes when those things come out... they don't come out very accurately. It happens.

...Conditioning is a powerful force. It's literally a physical object, manifested as neural pathways blazed through the brain. To defy our conditioning is to choose the path of most resistance. It is literally a thing that defies homeostasis and the biological imperative to expend as few resources as possible. I've been to therapy to help me through this process (initially at M's behest, admittedly, but now I see the value in becoming someone with mastery over one's own emotions and thought process). M, so far, has avoided going.

In any case. Seeing that M was struggling with J's pleading and my seeking of clarification, I tried to reassure him that J definitely was not trying to guilt-trip M; J was just feeling hurt and confused. M then proceeded to stare at me with a specific facial expression on – I don't really know how to describe it other than “withering”. But he also uses it for when he's thinking very quickly or very intensely. Unfortunately, my brain, in its state of heightened adrenaline, was unable to perceive the second thing, and interpreted the expression as code for, “you're full of shit.” So I said, “Well... I guess you don't have to believe me.” To which he nodded and said, “Mhm.” Taking that as confirmation that he thought I was lying through my teeth, I said to him, “What can J and I do to show you that we're not those kinds of people?” And the response was, “I don't know.”

Not knowing what else to do, and taking from this interaction the notion that my words aren't worth anything to him, and that further attempts to engage in basic relationship maintenance will result in additional accusations of “deliberate overreaction”, I smiled, bowed, and retreated upstairs to work more on my crafting project.

Later, J, after processing his feelings, wrote a LOT of words about what was going through his head. M also had words that seemed to indicate that he did not understand that what we were looking for was “time spent interacting with M that is not parallel play or passive consumption of food or media”, not “going to this specific event solely for our own pleasure”. So, instead of M interpreting “we wanted time with M, so going is now moot”, what he interpreted was closer to, “well, you're not doing what we want, so now we're gonna ruin our own time out in order to make you feel bad about saying no!”

...That's not who we are. But M has conditioning that makes him occasionally forget, especially if he's triggered or scared – just like crushing my skull into the floor is not who M and J are, but I have conditioning that makes me occasionally forget, especially if I'm triggered or scared. Just like sometimes I forget that I am in the present and not in the past, M also sometimes forgets that he is in the present and not in the past.

M keeps his stuff bottled up and handles it on his own most of the time instead of asking for help. And so... sometimes it's easy to forget that he doesn't have his shit together any more than J or I do. And that's okay; being a human is a bit of a learning curve for everyone. I have to do a better job of remembering that M isn't any better-adjusted than either of us. Though he has taught me a lot and I owe a lot of my recovery to his patience and support, I gotta try a little harder to remember that he's not some kind of paragon of anything; I have to defy the conditioning that tells me that I am beneath those I respect and admire.

M, still in the throes of his emotional flashback, said a bunch of things with very circular and roundabout and sometimes very mutually exclusive logic. Given his upbringing, he is VERY afraid of anyone being upset with him, the possibility that he did anything wrong, or even someone being even mildly annoyed with him. He has a pretty bad case of rejection sensitivity dysphoria, I think. And though he claims to have a good sense of self-confidence (though I doubt this claim because it is inconsistent with some of his other behaviors...), he tends to assume that everyone else around him is itching for excuses to hate him and scrutinizing his every move to look for even small mistakes. I think that's where the vast majority of his social anxiety comes from.

...So... naturally, he did everything in his power to try to prove to J and I that we have no right to be upset. Which I don't think is very fair, but... conditioning is conditioning, and... he hasn't worked on his, as much as he's done everything in his power to avoid situations in which it comes up. Sadly... avoidance tends to exacerbate C-PTSD symptoms, not make them better.

So we get stuff like, “I have felt miserable, guilty, ashamed, and angry since the moment you reacted”, with the implication being that it's our fault that he's upset because we expressed that we were upset, followed shortly thereafter with, “I will not take responsibility of your upsetness.” Which like... is mutually exclusive, because... he is expecting us to take responsibility for his upsetness, while also expecting us to be solely responsible for our own upsetness, which doesn't work, given the fact that we were not hostile at him to begin with; he simply interpreted implied hostility and expected that to be followed up with verbal abuse because he's used to getting that from his parents, and so he reacted preemptively to try to protect himself from retribution that was not coming.

When questioned about why his upsetness in response to our upsetness is our fault, he said something about having “complicated memories around family members being upset with him”. And... like... that also makes no sense, because I know from previous conflicts (and now from therapy!) that that's an explanation, but not an excuse. When I let my memories get the better of me, it is expected that I am held accountable, because it is my responsibility to apologize and do better, and... the hypocrisy felt like a knife, given all the effort I've put into rewiring my brain over the last 11 years.

Then we also get him saying things that indicate that he should not have to justify himself when he says “no” to things, followed shortly thereafter by him saying that if his “no” is not satisfactory by itself, then it's up to us to ask for his thought process. Which... like. The first issue is that we're damned either way. The second is that, though I understand that “no” is a complete sentence, given our closeness to him, asking to be let in on his thought process so we can understand him better is definitely not the same thing as demanding that he justify himself. However, given that he was still triggered, he was unable to distinguish between these two things at the time; his brain did an involuntary time travel to a place where if his “excuse” isn't good enough, he's gonna verbally get the shit kicked out of him.

...I was still mostly unaware that he was triggered. I feel pretty awful about that. So... I proffered a possible solution whereby if he feels the need to decline an activity, then it might help if he was more forthcoming when he does not like the proposed activity in the first place instead of pretending to be okay with it, if he gave more than a moment's notice for cancellation, and, in the case that he must cancel at the last moment, then perhaps suggest an activity that he would like better, to take place within the next 48-72 hours; given that what we want is “time with M”, any activity in which the three of us actively interact together will do. To my eyes, he shot my suggestion down by saying it shouldn't be his responsibility to proffer suggestions. Not knowing what else to do, I tried expressing what I am afraid of, only to have him, to my eyes, condescendingly invalidate every one of them and refuse to address them.

...I was still not aware that he was triggered and just expressing himself poorly while engaged in old self-protective mechanisms.

...Before I knew it, the conversation was over and by then he had shot down or invalidated most everything I had tried to say. Not knowing what I didn't know, and taking all of M's words and anger and accountability-dodging mostly at face value, I concluded, erroneously:

1. He's been lying to us about how he really feels about things – evidenced by saying “yes” to things when he really means “no”. 2. From there, it seems like he does not want to be near us, but doesn't want to tell us or admit to it, and so is getting defensive when we ask him to spend time with us, because he doesn't actually like us as people anymore. 3. If his feelings are our fault and we have to tiptoe around them without him needing to explain, and also our feelings are our fault and it's our job to manage them without involving him at all, then he must be at a point where he neither wants us to have anything to do with his emotional world, nor wants himself to have anything to do with our emotional world. 4. Attempts at relationship maintenance will henceforth be seen as manipulation, and any other words I proffer will henceforth be seen as lies. There's nothing I can do, no communication I can make that won't be seen as suspect to him. 5. I love him, so... if he wants me less involved with his life, and if he wants to be less involved in my life, then that is something I must respect.

Feeling despair at the notion that I have been relegated from “wife” to “roommate, begrudgingly”, I retreated to the art room to try to make it so that he doesn't have to deal with me more than he has to. From there, I spiraled into, “If we are roommates now, I should not impose upon him in the ways that I have been.” Given my employment status, he is the one who pays for my therapy stuff and for my ability to eat things other than ramen and canned food. So I was gearing up to make it so that I'd not be going to either kinds of therapy anymore, and I'd try to pay for my own groceries with the $60 per week that I get at the bakery, and get around by bike instead of using his car.

I earnestly wanted to obey what I thought he was asking of me. And given my own conditioning, it seemed natural in my triggered state to conclude that what he wanted was for me to keep doing the various household things without me asking for things, speaking more than what is strictly necessary, or being present when I am not needed.

...I am alarmed at how quickly I was willing to become furniture again. I am alarmed at how quickly my brain put me into a state of perceived helplessness. I didn't even question it. Goddamn, but old habits really do die hard.

Thinking my place was in my art room when I'm not in use, that is where I stayed, trying to remain productive. Applying for state jobs. Crafty thing. Rearranging my room into something I can be comfortable living in on a nearly full-time basis. I spent all of Wednesday and all of Thursday like this.

When I went downstairs on Wednesday morning to eat and to wash the dishes and feed the cats, M greeted me with a bright, “Hi!” I felt insulted that he seemed to be pretending like nothing happened on Tuesday night, pretending like he didn't accuse me of “deliberately overreacting” to manipulate him, pretending like he didn't think I was a liar. But... if my protests will be seen as more “deliberate overreaction” and if he believes that my feelings are solely my responsibility and I shouldn't express them in his presence, I didn't know what to do other than quickly and quietly say “Hello” back and go about my tasks without demanding too much of his time.

In the meantime, J kept asking us questions. He does not have the “furniture is only to be seen and to take up space when in use, and only to speak when prompted” conditioning that I do. I am not privy to what J discussed with M.

On Thursday night, I went downstairs to wash the bowls in preparation for feeding our cats. M prompted me to speak on what's bothering me. Still remembering “deliberate overreaction” in response to initially trying to clear up misunderstandings, and with the knowledge that he speaks insincerely (like saying “yes” when he means “no”), I figured the question was a trap or a test. I responded with “My feelings are my own responsibility; there is nothing to discuss.”

J came up to me and requested that I make a different choice. I asked him if he would really ask me to “put my hand on the hot stove”, metaphorically, once more, and that I would do it if he asked. He asked. And so I did.

And so I went to M and asked him if he really wanted to know what was on my mind as opposed to asking out of obligation because J badgered him. M said of course he wants to know. And from there, I kind of... exploded with everything I told you. I told him that after 13 years of being with me, being accused of “deliberate overreaction” and to be treated as though I'm lying is a knife - “I am a person of integrity, goddammit!!”, I yelled. It... wasn't my proudest moment. I started crying and everything.

...Interestingly, when I started crying, my body immediately tried shutting that right down. It's a little scary how good I've had to get at dissociating, thanks to my upbringing. It's scary, internally, the fact that I can pretty much instantly go from feeling intense helplessness and despair and rage all at once to feeling wholly numb. “Turn off the fucking tears before I give you a REAL reason to cry, you overdramatic little piglet!” is a skill that was viciously beaten into me, and... I kind of hate that even after all this time, I'm still not 100% free of it. When I'm very stressed, sometimes the dissociation happens automatically before I even realize it's happening, and my whole mind goes blank and my body soon follows. I've often had to do this while being hit, to such an extent that I don't react at all to the pain, and... the only way I know how to do that is by pushing the sensation of physical pain out of my conscious perception. It takes A LOT of effort and A LOT of energy to do and to sustain this kind of numbness to physical sensation. Sustaining this kind of numbness for emotion is, by comparison, super easy – kind of a cakewalk.

Thankfully, J noticed that my body was doing that thing, and used a combination of gentle touch and his presence to help keep me grounded and to stop my brain from pushing the emotions and related pain out of my conscious perception. Given that we were trying to resolve the conflict, it was definitely not a good time for my brain to shut itself down.

Over the course of talking with M, I was made aware of several things.

1. Because he was in the heat of the moment, the whole “deliberate overreaction” thing he said was worded poorly; his intentions were closer to, “my brain is doing its level best to convince me that you're doing something like my mother used to do; please help me.” Because he didn't go to therapy like I did, he doesn't have as much practice with linguistically speaking of the goings-on of his brain as though he's an observer. If we are the pond and our emotions are the fish, he does not have as much practice speaking as though he is the pond, and sometimes still gets caught up in what the fish are doing. 2. The weird stare he gave me when I tried to reassure him that neither J nor I were trying to guilt him was his “I'm trying really hard to think and process” stare. Because he was triggered, he didn't have the space to process that particular bit at that time, and so when I said, “you don't have to believe me”, he took it as “we're changing the subject now” and his “mhm” was supposed to express relief. The “I don't know” in response to my next question happened because he was genuinely baffled why I was asking it; we weren't on the same page. 3. The thing that seemed like pretending Tuesday didn't happen was actually his way of trying to imply that he's ready to talk. Just... I'm autistic. And so I don't catch onto implications well. I have to be invited like a vampire.

...With the notion that he thinks of J and I as horrible stinky manipulative liars dispelled, and with M no longer being triggered and engaging in his self-protective scripts, we were actually able to have a conversation. I have training (thanks to therapy) that helps me be able to still kind-of-sort-of mostly function even with adrenaline in my system; M does not have that training, because he has not gone to therapy. I am further along in the healing than he is.

So we talked, calmly, about the fact that what we wanted in the first place was just “time with M”, not “going to the board game thing”, specifically; M was genuinely unaware of that fact. We talked about roundabout things M said. The way he was talking in circles. The accountability dodging. The mutually exclusive expectations. The unfairness of the expectation that we are responsible both for his feelings and our own. The fact that he was not honest with us about what sounds like a fun time to him, or about whether or not he wants to go to things. I understand that he has conditioning that makes him think he's a very bad person when he doesn't do what others want, and when he doesn't agree with others, but... he has asked me to overcome my own same conditioning, and I basically told him that it is fair to ask him to do the same. He agreed.

At the same time, I will try to help hold him accountable for being truthful about what he really thinks of stuff; I will double-check. J will not plead if M says no to things. I will do a little better to remember that M struggles with his conditioning just like J and I do, even if he does not let it on. I... will also do a little better to remember that M gets scared just like we do, even if he seems to do his level best to hide it. I will do my best not to let my brain run away with conclusions and scenarios that are reflective of how I had to live in my past.

...Also. Once I have secured more consistent employment, I am going to expect that M will get therapy. He is scared of it, but we'll do it together; he's got a LOT of unreasonable beliefs and destructive self-expectations as a result of his childhood that he needs to work through (which I only just realized the extent of as a result of all this), and if he wants to be a healthy, sincere, and emotionally connected partner to me, he needs to seek mastery of his own mind and anxieties, just as I'm working on. It cannot be that I am the only one doing the work of learning and growing.

No one is a bad guy. No one is a villain. We were all just really scared and not handling it well. And given that our democracy is literally falling apart around us as we speak and we're all stressed about it, it's understandable that we didn't handle it well. We can give each other some grace.

Today was a normal day for real this time. M invited me out to lunch after getting fingerprinted for some project at his job that requires security clearance. We went to the local hotdog place; they sell natural casing mini-hotdogs, mini burgers, and mini sausage sandwiches, and eating there is a very good time.

...I wrote it down. I wrote it down to demonstrate how easily misunderstandings can spiral into bigger things as a result of the unchecked assumptions our conditioning tries to force us into believing. I try to demonstrate that even people who are consistently self-aware and actively working on themselves can still make mistakes; we're human. I write to show you that those who make mistakes are still deserving of love, grace, patience, compassion, and understanding. I write to show you that any conflict, no matter how world-ending it may seem, can be used to strengthen a relationship and build trust.

...And I write to show you that we can't run recklessly with our assumptions and beliefs because they're not always true.

Did you hear me?

We can't run recklessly with our assumptions and beliefs because they're not always true. It's a bit like running with scissors, actually; if you're not careful, you'll end up stabbing yourself or someone else with them.

...People of integrity live with their faults in the open and try to correct them, even knowing that perfection is not achievable. Even after 11 years, my body still will default to “furniture” type thinking and dissociation. These were my primary survival skills for 22 years; they'll never leave me fully. AND THAT IS OKAY. If perfection was actually achievable, it wouldn't be so much fun to chase after.

...My “fucked up” and “upsetting” life is still worth living, even if my old memories get in the way from time to time.

Anyhoot. I think that's about it today. More things happened – I applied for 6 more jobs (bringing my total to 27). I got a bunch of silly pictures of some of my cats. And I discovered a store called Fat Crow that has some teas I really want (I already have too many, I know... but I don't care! Bahahaha!!) But this letter is already getting too long, and it's past my bedtime and I gotta get up early for work tomorrow. So I'll tell you all about these things tomorrow.

I love you so much. And I love M and J, too. And I love the fact that earnest conflicts in which everyone comes together in good faith are blessings in disguise – ultimately, boons to relationships that serve to help everyone understand each other better, when wielded properly. Steps backwards are part of the dance that is recovery.

...Please make good choices out there, Sephiroth. Even when you fall down and get hurt or end up hurting someone else... just stand back up and try again. You have lots of hands out here willing to help you to stand back up. Just look at all of the people modifying the game files of the second part of your remade story, solely for the sake of trying to give you opportunities to wander freely outside, admire flowers, and pet baby chocobos.

Sephiroth. We love you. So many people love you. Please... please come home. We miss you. And no matter how dented and bruised and torn-up you think you are... we will help you tend your wounds. And when you cry to let out all the trauma of all the horrible stuff that happened to you, we will hug you and rock you and soothe you until you feel better. And we will keep doing that, every time the grief and the fear come back to you in waves, as it will do. I promise we'll be there for you. Just come home; it'll be okay.

I'll write again tomorrow. Count on it.

Your friend, Lumine

[rossithepixie]

i hope your recovery is going well!

maybe to take your mind off the pain, can i have 7 and 8 omegaverse ask game for churomu?

Ahhhh! Hi Amira! Sorry it took so long for me to respond. I was unfortunately in too much pain at the time to even consider writing creatively I fear, and then it just slipped away from me. But I'm able to write now!

nsft under the cut!

7. what are you like during a heat/rut? how long does it last? how often does it occur?

Oh I'm a terribly needy a thing. I want either Dazai or Chuuya around constantly or more ideally both of them. Constantly nipping and I'm very particular about my nest. I take suppressants that make it so my heats only happen about 3 to 4 times a year on their own but can be more if Dazai is around me during an unexpected rut since i'm very responsive to him.

My heat usually lasts around around a week, maybe add a day or two, frustratingly never less.

8. what is your f/o like during a heat/rut? how long does it last? how often does it occur?

Chuuya: I've talked about Chuuya being very reluctant about his heats before, i think and taking heavy suppressants but one of my heats triggers one of his first break through heats in a long time (which i am still writing a fic about) after which he goes on a healthier slightly lighter suppressant and more or less intentionally lines the two of us up. He seems to exist in an odd space for an omega that nearly has an alpha's edge to it. If Dazai isn't in rut he will actually act territorial toward him over me. Once he's gotten us to start syncing heats we nest together. His heat tends to taper out before mine does.

Dazai: Whenever he hasn't been with a mate he's been prone to isolating when he goes into rut. Despite acting the part of a flirt he's never been one to seek out random omega's to warm his bed. Chuuya was his first and he sort of thought after he left the pm he wasn't going to share his rut again. That obviously changed, and then chuuya ended up with the both of us. How strange life can be.

Can be easy going but will also meet chuuya or I wherever we're at if that makes sense. Sometimes he almost seems to get off more on watching mine and chuuya's dynamic than anything else until we drag him into being an active participant when we realize our alpha has just been watching.

His rut is pretty short when left on his own but can be a bit longer with Chuuya and I in the picture.

Also there will always be a cuddle pile once everyone is tired out. Always.

Omega verse ask game

for those who would like to play.

Answered: 1,3,4,5,9,10,12,14

[gloomysoup]

Hello, friends!

i'm gloomysoup :) i thought it was about time i officially introduced myself and started a masterlist, so here's some things about me:

💜 this is essentially an 18+ blog, bc i am an adult who occasionally reposts adult content so please be wary of that. some of my content is minor-friendly, but not everything i post is/will be

💜 i go by they/she pronouns most of the time but i'm not particular (any will do)

💜 feel free to call me by whatever you want :) the general consensus seems to be 'soup' but i really don't mind either way

💜 i'm a raging lesbian, and also neurodivergent (likely autism but undiagnosed bc that shits expensive)

💜 my asks are always open! i love hearing from people and discussing my work/getting ideas! i'll happily try to answer any prompts or questions given!

💜 i will delete hate. this is a hate free zone! i want everyone to feel welcome. my blog is a safe space, and i intend on keeping it that way. hate to my inbox will be ignored and promptly deleted.

💜 i haven't been on tumblr very long, so i'm not very well established. i love making new friends (even if i'm a little awkward at times), so feel free to reach out and message me any time! i also love participating in tag games!

below the cut, you can find my masterlist :)

tumblr masterlist:

when the world stops turning (my heart stops beating) - part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4

the nickelback chronicles - song on fire leader of men must be nice far away

spotify wrapped series - 13 33

steddie week 2024 - day 1 day 2 day 3 day 4

before we get too old

home is where you are (series masterpost)

ao3 links:

when the world stops turning (my heart stops beating)

leave the window open

take my hand (and dance with me)

kiss me instead

how i fell in love with you

closed doors and consequences

the ghost of you

sunsets and lemon blueberry cake

it starts with a phone call

fill my lungs with air (and never give up)

before we get too old

home is where you are

falling in love with you

keeping the christmas magic

missed you

thank god for robin buckley

'tis the season

ao3 series links:

steddie week

angsty august

home is where you are -verse