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Step Into Elegance at Gilbert Salon: Your Beauty Haven

When it comes to enhancing your beauty and confidence, the right salon can make all the difference. Gilbert Salon is your destination for elegance, luxury, and expert beauty services. At Palace Nail Lounge, we take pride in providing top-notch treatments tailored to meet your unique needs. Whether you're looking for a fresh haircut, a vibrant nail design, or rejuvenating skincare, our salon is the perfect place to pamper yourself.

Why Choose Gilbert Salon?

Salon in Gilbert isn’t just a place to get beauty treatments; it’s an experience. Our professional team is dedicated to delivering exceptional results while ensuring you feel relaxed and cared for. Here are some reasons why Salon in Gilbert stands out:

Expert Stylists and Technicians Our team consists of highly skilled professionals who stay up-to-date with the latest trends and techniques. Whether you’re looking for a trendy hairstyle or intricate nail art, we have the expertise to bring your vision to life.

Luxurious Ambiance The atmosphere at Gilbert Salon is designed to provide a serene escape from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. With elegant décor and a calming environment, you’ll feel at ease the moment you step through our doors.

Tailored Services At Palace Nail Lounge, we believe that every client is unique. That’s why we offer personalized consultations to ensure your treatments align with your preferences and goals.

High-Quality Products We use only premium products to ensure the best results for your hair, skin, and nails. From nourishing hair treatments to long-lasting nail polishes, every product is chosen with care.

Services Offered at Gilbert Salon

Salon in Gilbert offers a wide range of services to cater to your beauty needs. Here’s a closer look at what we provide:

Haircare Services

Haircuts and Styling: From precision cuts to voluminous blowouts, our stylists create looks that suit your personality and lifestyle.

Coloring and Highlights: Add dimension and vibrancy to your hair with expert coloring techniques.

Hair Treatments: Nourish and repair your hair with our deep conditioning and keratin treatments.

Nail Services

Manicures and Pedicures: Experience the ultimate in nail care with luxurious treatments that leave your hands and feet looking flawless.

Nail Art: Express your creativity with custom nail designs crafted by our talented technicians.

Gel and Acrylic Enhancements: Get long-lasting and durable nails that maintain their beauty.

Skincare Treatments

Facials: Rejuvenate your skin with customized facials designed to address your specific concerns, such as hydration, anti-aging, or acne.

Waxing: Enjoy smooth, hair-free skin with our professional waxing services.

Eyebrow Shaping: Frame your face perfectly with expertly shaped brows.

Special Occasion Services Preparing for a wedding, party, or special event?  Salon in Gilbert offers bridal packages and event styling to help you look your best on your big day.

The Gilbert Salon Experience

At Palace Nail Lounge, we’re committed to making your visit to  Salon in Gilbert an unforgettable experience. Here’s what you can expect when you choose us:

Warm Welcome From the moment you arrive, our friendly staff will greet you with warmth and professionalism. We’re here to make you feel valued and appreciated.

Relaxation and Comfort Sit back and unwind as our experts work their magic. Whether it’s a soothing facial or a meticulous manicure, every treatment is designed to provide relaxation and rejuvenation.

Attention to Detail We believe that the little things make a big difference. From ensuring your coffee is just the way you like it to perfecting every detail of your service, we go above and beyond to exceed your expectations.

Ongoing Care We’re not just about one-time beauty transformations. Our team provides guidance on maintaining your look and caring for your hair, nails, and skin between visits.

Tips for Getting the Most Out of Your Visit

To ensure you have the best experience at Gilbert Salon, consider the following tips:

Book in Advance Scheduling your appointment ahead of time allows us to provide the most convenient time slots for you.

Communicate Your Needs Share your preferences and concerns with our team during your consultation. The more we know, the better we can tailor our services to suit you.

Prepare for Your Service Arrive a few minutes early to relax and settle in before your treatment begins.

Follow Aftercare Advice To maintain the results of your treatments, follow any aftercare instructions provided by our professionals.

Why Gilbert Salon is Your Beauty Haven

At Palace Nail Lounge, we understand that beauty is more than skin deep. It’s about feeling confident, empowered, and comfortable in your own skin. That’s why  Salon in Gilbert is more than just a place to enhance your appearance—it’s a haven where you can relax, rejuvenate, and reconnect with yourself.

Whether you’re coming in for a quick touch-up or a full day of pampering, our team is dedicated to making your experience unforgettable.

Conclusion

Step into elegance and discover your personal beauty haven at Gilbert Salon. With a commitment to quality, luxury, and personalized care, Palace Nail Lounge is here to help you look and feel your best.

Book your appointment today and let us show you why  Salon in Gilbert is the go-to destination for beauty and self-care. Whether it’s a haircut, a manicure, or a rejuvenating facial, your journey to elegance starts with us.

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[theemporium]

if you decide to do luke & cherry blurbs, i love me some angst but i know you said you’re including angst in the actual storyline lol, but i really love the sweet domestic moments like when they take naps on her couch tg or she gives him head scratches so i’d love more wholesome stuff too that captures just how hard they are falling in love, although i love reading the smut it’s nice to also see the sweet side of their relationship 🫶🏼

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

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“I don’t get it.”

You turned your attention away from the TV screen and towards the boy that was currently sprawled on top of you. 

“You don’t get what?” 

“This doppelgänger stuff,” Luke muttered, his cheek pressed against your stomach and his arms wrapped around your thighs. “So, there’s two of them now? Does everyone get a doppelgänger? Do we have to deal with two Jeremy’s?” 

You snorted, raising your hand to gently push through his curls. “No. Well, Stefan has a doppelgänger too but you don’t see him until, like, season five or something.” 

“Huh,” Luke hummed. “Who knew being a vampire brought so much drama.” 

“This is only season two, it gets so much worse,” you told the boy, watching with amusement as his head snapped up to look at you. 

“Worse? How can it get worse? She’s almost died every episode!” Luke scoffed, the episode now paused and his chin pressing against your lower stomach as he looked up at you like a lost puppy.

“It’s The Vampire Diaries, Luke, that’s the whole point of the show,” you snorted. “They cry. They die. Some come back to life. Some don’t. And you have to have that one character you despise no matter what even if they are liked by everyone else.” 

Luke nodded, looking oddly serious. “Jeremy Gilbert.” 

“And you get to meet the love of my life,” you added, lighthearted and playful and so unaware of the way the boy tensed on top of you. 

“Who?” 

You let out a wistful sigh. “Klaus Mikaelson.” 

“Klaus,” he repeated with a blink. “Like Santa Claus?” 

“Not Claus, Klaus,” you corrected, rolling your eyes. “He’s the best character in this show, just you wait and see. You’ll love him.” 

Luke laid his head back down on your stomach, a frown on his lips. “I’m sure I will.” 

“Don’t get jealous,” you mused, your nails scratching across his scalp. “I wouldn’t give Klaus head scratches and let him squish me for three episodes straight.”

“You’re comfy,” Luke huffed in response, nuzzling himself further against your stomach.

“And I guess you’re a pretty good blanket,” you teased lightly. “Save me a bunch on heating too.” 

Luke didn’t bother trying to hide his smile. “M’not that warm.” 

“You’re a fucking furnance, Hughes,” you retorted. 

“But you love it,” he snapped back. 

Your lips twitched. “Yeah, I guess I do.” 

Luke didn’t bother hiding the smile that took over his face. “Bet Klaus isn’t a furnace.” 

You snorted. “Drop it, Luke!”

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[phmonth]

Pandora Hearts Month 2024 Prompts!

Wonderful art made by for Phmonth23 by @yanderefairyangel!

What is Pandora Hearts Month? Pandora Hearts Month is an event that celebrates, well...Pandora Hearts, the manga created by Jun Mochizuki! Each day is a new prompt. The first three weeks celebrate the three main trios, and the fourth is a bonus week that celebrates any ships/friendships/ot3s fans chose and love--or simply any characters not covered by the other weeks! You can create edits, fanart, drabbles, fanfictions, amvs and mms...whatever you can think of, really! This year we have a fifth week celebrating her current work: Vanitas no Carte! (If and when you make creations for VnC tag your spoilers!!)

Pandora Hearts Month 2024 Prompts:

Golden Trio Week (Alice, Oz and Gilbert), October 20th-26th:

Day 1, Sunday Oct 20th: Yellow or Bones

Day 2, Monday Oct 21st: Rose

Day 3, Tuesday Oct 22nd: AU

Day 4, Wednesday Oct 23rd: Abandoned

Day 5, Thursday Oct 24th: Moon

Day 6, Friday Oct 25th: Winter

Day 7, Saturday Oct 26th: Ravens and Writing Desks

Rainsworth Trio Week (Sharon, Break and Reim), Oct 27th—November 2nd:

Day 1, Sunday Oct 27th: The Shadows Are Watching

Day 2, Monday Oct 28th: Sweet

Day 3, Tuesday Oct 29th: Sorrow

Day 4, Wednesday Oct 30th: Blood

Day 5, Thursday Oct 31st: Reaper

Day 6, Friday Nov 1st: Spring

Day 7, Saturday Nov 2nd: Stars

Tragedy Trio Week (Lacie, Jack and Oswald), Nov 3rd—Nov 9th:

Day 1, Sunday Nov 3rd: Steampunk

Day 2, Monday Nov 4th: A Reward You Will Regret

Day 3, Tuesday Nov 5th: Hair

Day 4, Wednesday Nov 6th: Rest

Day 5, Thursday Nov 7th: Reverence

Day 6, Friday Nov 8th: Black

Day 7, Saturday Nov 9th: Weaving Fate

Fan’s choice Week, Nov 10th—November 16th:

Day 1, Sunday Nov 10th: Purple

Day 2, Monday Nov 11th: Autumn

Day 3, Tuesday Nov 12th: Vampire

Day 4, Wednesday Nov 13th: What's the Catch?

Day 5, Thursday Nov 14th: In the City of Dust

Day 6, Friday Nov 15th: Mystery

Day 7, Saturday Nov 16th: Sweet Nightmares

Vanitas no Carte Week, Nov 17th—Nov 23rd (Please tag your spoilers!!):

Day 1, Sunday Nov 17th: Holiday or Nails or AU

Day 2, Monday Nov 18th: Comet

Day 3, Tuesday Nov 19th: The Cosmos in Your Hands

Day 4, Wednesday Nov 20th: Loyalty

Day 5, Thursday Nov 21st: The Language of Flowers

Day 6, Friday Nov 22nd: Ghost

Day 7, Saturday Nov 23rd: Moonflower

(If you want to use other prompts to make a Halloweeny piece, feel free! You don't have to save that for Halloween day!)

When you post, please remember to:

Tag me @i-prefer-the-term-antihero, @phmonth, and/or @this-idiots-left-eye in your posts to make sure I reblog them! (My main blog is your best bet).

Tag #phmonth24 in your tags! I will go through that tag and check if I've missed any direct tags. (If you don't see your piece reblogged on this blog after doing both these methods, please dm me!)

As I've said, please tag your VnC spoilers!! Not everyone is caught up!!

Either put a link, or a “read more” on long fics (or long posts in general), so they're easier to reblog!

NSFW content is allowed, but please make sure it’s clear it’s NSFW/tagged that way, and is beneath a read more so anyone who doesn’t want to see it doesn’t have to!

I also made a collection on Ao3 for writers! Don't hesitate to add your fics to it!

Don’t forget to join our discord if you haven’t! It’s a fun place to discuss the series and more easily share your creations!

You are free to have fun with this!! As I said, as long as you tag it, NSFW is allowed! Tagging ships is nice too. You can pretty much do whatever you want with the prompts!

As long as you make sure the characters from the trio are your main focus, it’s okay to use other characters in your creations too!

You can join any time, and use as many or as few prompts as you want! You don't have to post on the exact day if you can’t make it! I’ll reblog things late!

Since we live across the world, you are free to post whenever the day is for you. I myself will be making posts according to my time, which is Central Standard Time in America. 

If you have any other questions, don't hesitate to send an ask here, or post in the #questions channel of the discord!

Feel free to get started on making stuff early! (But please wait to post until the month has started!) I'm so excited to see what you make! Thank you for all your support!

i-prefer-the-term-antihero

[pistachiofiasco]

fevers, medicines, fights

Pairing: Gilbert von Obsidian x Reader Genre: fluff, comfort Words: 2832 Warnings: n/a

Also on AO3!

i finally finished this lmfao it ended up so much longer than i thought it would don't mind me everyone, i'm just happy that i'm finally working towards living my best life and it apparently starts with incredibly self-indulgent fanfics for my favourite menace to society

You could tell as the carriage slowed that your plan to maintain at least some level of dignity and grace had already fallen to pieces.

A short but pleasant trip back to Rhodolite, but a difficult journey home to Obsidian. The changeable weather and the days long travel time had left your body sore and tired, compounding into a minor fever and a not so minor headache. Recovery would likely take a few days of solid rest. It would be such an unremarkable occurrence, if the man waiting beyond the comforting dark of the carriage was anyone other than Gilbert Von Obsidian.

The soft jolt as the carriage stopped felt like a (metaphorical) nail in a (metaphorical) coffin, which somehow didn't feel so metaphorical the longer you waited to step out. The outcome was a forgone conclusion, you knew, but still. An attempt (to delay the inevitable) couldn't be held against you.

A nervous "my lady?" from outside the door told you you had to move, dizziness and queasiness be damned. Even through the dark wood of the carriage, you could feel the increasing pressure of Gilbert's presence on everyone present. He had probably already figured something was wrong.

Pushing up the latch, letting the door swing open, teeth grit against the unsteadiness as you pushed and pulled the heavy (and, made with all his (excessively jealous) love or not, currently infuriating) layers of your dress to at least let you avoid stumbling out like a drunken fool. Or worse.

One foot at a time. You can do this. Just one foot at a time.

One foot at the edge. The driver, from his position by the door, seemed to sag in relief. You spared a glance in his direction as you pressed forward, down to the carriage step, wanting to convey at least some sort of "thanks" and "sorry" and "I promise I won't let him kill you". It was too bright though; you couldn't make out his face as you squinted in the sunlight under blue Obsidian skies.

Your foot landed heavy on the metal step and you could feel your weight shift uncertainly. The tremor of it shot up through you, sending another quake through the back of your skull. Panic was curbed by grim determination. You were not going to fall on your face in front of Gilbert and all these people. You were, however, definitely going to break your heel and possibly sprain your ankle.

Momentum carried you forward and even through the heavy pulsing in your head, the rolling in your gut, and the flush of gross sticky sweat dripping down the back of your neck, you could swear you heard a collective sharp breath. A harmony of dread and despair – Gilbert truly had picked people who could read the situation very well.

Eyes on your feet, you watched with bated breath as the ground drew closer. Even the slightly glossy polished stones made you squint in a blurry glare, as you waited for the impact, the snap of the boot heel, the twist and pain of your ankle rolling. It would spare you from the sting of scrapes and cuts and humiliation at least.

The heel hit the paved stones hard and you felt the shock of it jar its way up your leg, your body, in your head. The pounding increased and the sun bore down and you could feel your teeth grit against the urge to empty your guts on the steps of the Obsidian palace.

You heard, more than felt, the snap of you boot heel. Black gloved hands, black cape, black hair were all already there before you could lose balance, before your other foot could come down to brace you. Hands holding you steady, cape blocking the gleam off paved stones, black hair as good a place as any to bury your face until the world stopped tipping and sliding in all manner of directions.

"Little rabbit."

There was a warning there, more than a question. What the point of warning you now was, you had no clue. You had already crossed the line into 'clearly not healthy and not okay', there was no point picking a fight about it now. You found you didn't have the energy to say it though, instead sighing heavily against his neck.

The black shifted, hands moving to grip you tighter, head ducking to brush hair closer. "Little rabbit." There was an edge now; you were on very thin ice. You knew what he wanted, tried to pull forth the energy to respond. You had been telling him so often to communicate when he wasn't feeling well; you couldn't be a hypocrite now. You could do this, just a few quick words, just the bare bone basics. Not feeling well, rough trip and the weather was unkind, I'm okay, I'm not lying, I'll be fine after some rest, just help me get to bed.

Later you'd wonder if you got anything other than "bed" out audibly. As it was, even through the banging of drums in your head, you could tell the air had shifted. The blazing sun felt so far away now, Gilbert's temper chilling against your sweat soaked skin. Words were said over your head, sharp and cutting and clear enough that you could see the image of his daunting smile behind closed eyes in the dark kindness of his neck. Arms moving, shifting under you to lift you like a child even with all the layers of fabric weighing you down. Against the sticky skin of your forehead, you could feel the fast beat of his pulse under his jaw.

Go to Rhodolite for visit with entourage. Write multiple letters saying you're okay. Get sick on return journey. Announce arrival by almost collapsing out of the carriage. Well done me.

Breathing deep, you tried steadying yourself in familiar smells. The medicinal tone was still there, undercutting everything, but it had become increasingly overpowered by something warmer, headier, sweeter, (healthier). Always there was a whiff of vanilla on Gilbert now, as if the delicacies he'd raided from your kitchen clung to him as evidence of his (comparatively petty) crimes.

The thought brought a smile to your lips. He'd been using your vanilla syrup. You could smell it on his breath, despite having hidden it away before you left. Bad man.

As he lifted you, you reached up to wrap your arms around his neck. You turned your head to meet his gaze, and finally get a glimpse of his face after almost a month away. You'd missed him too, after all (though he'd never be fully convinced, never fully understand just how much; how often you thought of him, wanting to show him and share with him the things that brought you joy and the things that reminded you of him. He still considered it going back to Rhodolite, after all, not coming home to Obsidian, coming home to him).

That red eye finally entered your line of sight and you felt your chest clench. There was a look there, beyond the anger ("you said you were fine, were you lying to me") and worry ("someone is going to die if this can't be fixed"). There was a panic, wholly unfamiliar to you. To him as well, it seemed. When your mind is clearer, you might be able to follow the thread of his feelings (you were always better at understanding him than himself). And you might consider how long it has been since Gilbert Von Obsidian has loved anyone, and what happened to the people he had loved before. And, most pertinently, where it had happened. But your head was still spinning, such thoughts feeling far beyond you at the moment. But you knew Gil (not The Conqueror Beast, The Worldwide Disaster, The Emperor Gilbert Von Obsidian, but Gil, just your Gil) still needed something from you.

"Gilbert." It was quieter than you intended, breathier too. You weren't aware of how you were breathing before, but the scratchiness of your throat made you realise you might have been panting. Swallowing you tried again, the sound more in focus this time, with more strength behind it. His eye never left you. "Rest with me?"

It was a question, more than a demand. What the point in either was you weren't sure; you (both) knew this man would deny you hardly anything you asked of him.

You were barely moving as he carried you, extra care being taken to not jostle you in the slightest, all the way back to his room.

A gentle kiss pressed against the skin of his neck, the smell of vanilla right under your nose, safe arms wrapped firmly around you. You were asleep before you even made it to the castle doors.

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"You're awake, little rabbit."

Turning your head, you found Gilbert set up on his side of the bed. There was a strange wooden table, L shaped, jutting over from the edge of the bed frame. Reports and paperwork were laid across it and more were stacked on his bedside table, along with an ink pot and pen (vaguely you recalled a comment you had made weeks ago, half asleep, curled into his chest, holding on to him as he made to move to his desk. You had told him to make a table that wouldn't require him to leave the bed and he had laughed ecstatically as he attempted to peal your fingers from his shirt (you both knew he could have easily broken away from you, you both knew that he was exceptionally delighted at your display of clinginess, and you both knew that he would – lovingly – hold it over your head and you would – lovingly – deny any memory of it)).

Looking back at him, you watched as he pushed the table, turning it away from the bed (he had added a rotating hinge to it, of course he had, the show-off). He shifted back to you, leaning over to brush back some of the hair stuck to your face.

He was moving gently, more gently than you'd ever seen him. You smiled at him, calling his name and reaching for him, and watched as he breathed out a deep breath, shoulders relaxing.  The shadows under his eyes were darker than usual. Well, eye. The eyepatch was in place.

"Are you okay?" You reached out to him, hands finding his neck to play with the black strands there. The aching stiffness in your body and the heaviness in your limbs suggested you had been lying here for definitely more than just a day. He looked vaguely unamused at the question; his usual smile had a slight tilt to it that you could tell was fondness, with just a hint of exasperation. Clearly in no rush to answer, he fiddled with the stands of your hair, adjusted your duvet. He didn't seem mad at least and he wasn't throwing out threats of conquering nations so he wasn't sulking either. As he made eye contact with you again, his smile turned somewhat rueful.

"You, little rabbit, are a terrible patient."

"Excuse me?" That hadn't been what you were expecting.

"You sulked every time I asked you to eat something and you refused to take your medicine. You wouldn't listen to me even though I was clearly trying to help you."

Pot meet kettle, anyone?!

You stared at him, trying to parse if this was a joke or jibe, payback for sleeping for too long. He was still brushing your hair back, smile in place. Squinting, you read the lines of his face, his eyes, his lips. He wasn't joking.

Oh, you little...

"Well..." you said, and his one neat eyebrow went up at the sickeningly sweet tone, “now we both know what that's like, don't we?" Your tone was something of a surprise to both of you, with more attitude and more needling than you had intended. Maybe you were slightly offended. Briefly, you wondered if you might have cause to regret this confrontation. He seemed to find it incredibly amusing, lips widening into something more genuine (more childish, like having a spat with his significant other was enough for him to be having the time of his life).

"Are you calling me difficult, little rabbit?" He leaned in further, hovering over you on the bed. He meant to intimidate, certainly, and on another topic you might have backed down. But Gilbert von Obsidian called you a 'difficult patient' and that was not a fight you would run from.

"Well, you're no peach, that's for sure." You tone was dry, nose turned up and, taking a leaf out of his book, you raised one eyebrow back at him.

"That's incredibly hurtful, little rabbit. And after all the effort I went to to help you recover."

You could have caved, softened, and thanked him for clearly watching over you the entire time you were bedridden (there was still a tension, etched in the lines of his neck and shoulders, from worry he wouldn't easily own to – your heart clenched at the idea of what he might have felt sitting and waiting beside you, what memories it might have dragged up). But you were still a bit miffed and his smile was brighter with every word you said, so today you wouldn't give in so easily.

"Oh yes, I'm sure you went through so much looking after little old me."

"Are you mocking my efforts to help you, little rabbit?"

"Are you mocking mine, Your Majesty?"

You stared at each other in silence, eyes narrowed in challenge. Maybe it was the lingering effects of the fever or the still present heaviness across your body and your head. Or maybe you were just having that much fun in this quiet moment with your not-yet-husband(-but-definitely-eventually-going-to-be). There was a quiver on your lips that his eye immediately dropped to and there was no helping the laughter bubbling beneath your next words. "Walter likes me better anyway."

His eye went wide, mouth just slightly open in the Gilbert equivalent of jaw dropped. You had very genuinely surprised him with that one and it was so very rare to see this man speechless. You took in the expression for just a moment, before rolling away, attempting to muffle the snort that you knew you couldn't stop. He would never let you get far though.

As you buried your face in your pillow, you felt the bed shift as Gilbert lunged for you. Deft fingers and evasive hands grasped you, finding that spot on your side that made you shriek with laughter. He was persistent too, half pinning you down as you yelled his name and reached back to try push him away. Tears leaked from your eyes as he pulled you back towards him, turning you in the circle of his arms, still unrelenting, his face a blur of malicious glee. You gripped his fingers, crying for mercy as he finally stopped. You blinked away tears to stare up at him, hovering over you once again, looking exceptionally pleased with himself, with his grin stretched to face splitting proportions.

Reaching up the cup his cheeks gently, you brushed under his eyes, trailing over the new dark circles and creases there. You felt your chest swell once again with how much affection you had for this man, and with the knowledge of just how precious you were to him. You didn't even need to consider everything - just the look on his face was enough. His eye was sparkling, even in his own shadow, and his smile was softer, sweeter; this expression was the most 'truth' that Gilbert could ever offer you. He said nothing, content to watch and rest his face in your palms, enjoying the light pressure of your fingers moving across his face, down his nose, against his lips. He couldn't help take a little nip, quick and sharp enough to hurt surely, but you didn't even flinch.

"...Thank you, Gil, for taking care of me."

Your tone might have been too sincere, too loaded with everything else you wanted to say but didn't have the words for. Perhaps if your feelings weren't so strong, didn't sometimes make it hard to breathe when you so much as thought of him, it might have been easier for the words to leave your mouth. But as it was, you found them, so many thoughts and feelings clambering to get out, stuck in your throat. Gilbert knew you, better than anyone else (though Mr Akatsuki and Rio would strongly disagree). Gilbert recognised everything you wanted to say, all of it culminating in three tiny little words ("I love you I love you I love you") that you pressed against his lips.

He kissed you short and sweet and you kissed him soft and warm. Again and again, until he hummed and pulled back to smile at you again, brilliant and dazzling and radiant.

idk if this makes sense to anyone else but sometimes canon!MC is a little too puppy-coded for me and i need a more cat-coded interactions (but that might just be me who knows)

gilbert taglist: @scummy-writes

[proosh]

So is Gilbert strictly a bottom in your view? Or does he switch? Can you tell me more about how he views his own sexuality and how he experiences others? I hope this doesn’t sound offensive lol i find ur characterization interesting, either response would be cool

short answer: He's not a bottom (he's a switch) but he is a sub because he desperately wants someone to give him orders.

joke answer: My brain says he's a switch but my dick wants to see him bottom, so he does.

slightly longer/more serious answer:

Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power. - Oscar Wilde

Going to put this under a cut for length :3c

Gilbert's character is most heavily informed by his militarism and the intensely psychosexual nature of military power structures, where pragmatic duty meets hotblooded domination and violence. He is fundamentally someone who desires orders and service at an almost atomic level, and also requires (self-)control to function in any meaningful capacity.

This creates, in my opinion, a profile of someone who is chronically dedicated to service and can play either role according to situational need or desire: So long as he is in a position of power and control he is able to operate to the best of his ability.

Most sex is for him, I think, exists in a very similar mindset to his soldiering. He is "on", and he's working, servicing, and very much aware of everything that is happening. Which isn't to say he's incapable of experiencing "heat of the moment" sexual desire, of course.

It's just that that sort of aggression and desire for control and domination is not exactly a healthy mindset for him to exist in, in my opinion, and this is something he is very intimately aware of.

It's not that Gilbert is incapable of or unwilling to be the "active" partner. He's horrifically capable, which is the problem.

On the other hand, being the "passive" or "receiving" party presents a much more "safer" way for him to exist inside his head while he's "on", to speak.

To be an object of desire is to be an object of power. If he is operating within a space where he is being pursued, or being subjected to Service, then it creates a comfortable plausible deniability for his desires and experiences. It's within that "receiving" space that he can switch "off" and not be Doing His Duty -- he is a subject and object and does not have to be constantly thinking and calculating and plotting.

There is freedom in submission.

I need your help I need your discipline You know once I start I cannot help myself - Nine Inch Nails, Discipline

[9leaguesofmirrors]

My Favourite Reece Shearsmith Characters

So it's Reece Shearsmith's birthday today, so I decided to celebrate this by sharing some of my favourite characters played by this fantastically talented actor

These are in no particular order

Gregory Brewster - Him Indoors

Him Indoors is a short film about a serial killer with agoraphobia. Not only is the premise very interesting, Reece delivers a chilling yet very entertaining performance as the main character. It's on YouTube if you want to watch it, which I highly reccomend you do!

Tommy - Bernie Clifton's Dressing Room

This HAD to be on the list! Reece's performance as Tommy is heartbreaking, we watch a man seems to put-together and serious slowly fall apart and lose control of his calm façade - impeccable work

Sean Stone - Chasing Shadows

Admittedly, I don't know where the watch the full show, but I have seen clips and I knew I had to put it on this list because of Reece's portrayal of an autistic person. You can tell he put a lot of thought and research into it in order to give a realistic performance, which is a testament to his dedication and how much he truly cares about the roles he plays and who he's representing

Tyler - Riddle Of The Sphinx SPOILERS BELOW

If there's one thing Reece is good at, it's how to play a chilling villain. Everything about Tyler is unnerving and he manages to be terrifying without being loud or angry all the time. It's measured and the emotion builds and builds - fantastic work!

Joseph Lisgoe - The League Of Gentlemen

I've mentioned before that the debt collectors were underused, and I simply had to talk about how extraordinary Reece's performance as Lisgoe was. He completely dives into the roles he plays and this one was no exception, not even a light smashing on his closest friend stops him from carrying on a scene (just check out the outtakes!), he simply embodies the part and delivers a performance that terrifies the cast, crew and the audience

Laurence - Merrily Merrily SPOILERS BELOW

Merrily Merrily is an Inside No. 9 episode that I can never rewatched because of how empty it made me feel - and I mean that in the best way possible! Laurence is wracked with pain over the loss of his late partner, and Reece delivers such a subtle yet haunting performance that I don't think I'll ever stop thinking about it

Ross Gaines - The League of Gentlemen

Ross is such a fun character because of how manipulative, calculating and cold he is. Not only does it set him apart from the other inhabitants of Royston Vasey, it makes his scenes with Pauline all the more tense and entertaining - and Reece really does deliver in the role. I'm glad they decided to go with this casting choice

Aiden - Thinking Out Loud

Like with Laurence, Reece delivers a hauntingly stellar performance. What makes this one really special is that it's a monologue. There's nobody for him to bounce off of or react to, he has to reach those emotions himself. And, as always, he nails it

Ollie Plimsolls - The League Of Gentlemen

I've said before that I think Ollie is one of the most cleverly written League characters and I stand by that. As a representation of the Saviour Complex and self-righteousness of people in theatre, Ollie is a character that should be easy to hate... but because of Reece's expert comedic timing and delivery, he ends up being so funny that you can't help but laugh every time he's onscreen

SPECIAL MENTION: Gilbert - Betty Blue Eyes

Reece Shearsmith said in an interview that he wasn't a great singer. Reece Shearsmith is a liar. Don't believe me? Listen to The Kind Of Man I Am from Betty Blue Eyes and thank me later

Also, if you can find it, there's a short bootleg of him in The Producers which is good too!

Of course, this are just a few of his performances and he's never delivered a bad one - whether he's playing a comedic character like Archie in The Bill or a more serious one like in Borley Rectory. And we haven't even touched on his writing skills, I can't wait to see what he does next!

[april-is]

April 7, 2024: The First Line is the Deepest, Kim Addonizio

The First Line is the Deepest Kim Addonizio

I have been one acquainted with the spatula, the slotted, scuffed, Teflon-coated spatula

that lifts a solitary hamburger from pan to plate, acquainted with the vibrator known as the Pocket Rocket

and the dildo that goes by Tex, and I have gone out, a drunken bitch,

in order to ruin what love I was given,

and also I have measured out my life in little pills—Zoloft,

Restoril, Celexa, Xanax.

I have. For I am a poet. And it is my job, my duty to know wherein lies the beauty

of this degraded body, or maybe

it's the degradation in the beautiful body, the ugly me

groping back to my desk to piss on perfection, to lay my kiss

of mortal confusion upon the mouth of infinite wisdom.

My kiss says razors and pain, my kiss says America is charged with the madness

of God. Sundays, too, the soldiers get up early, and put on their fatigues in the blue-

black day. Black milk. Black gold. Texas tea. Into the valley of Halliburton rides the infantry—

Why does one month have to be the cruelest, can't they all be equally cruel? I have seen the best

gamers of your generation, joysticking their M1 tanks through the sewage-filled streets. Whose

world this is I think I know.

--

Poetry nerd extra credit: How many repurposed bits from famous poems can you find? I count 7 and I'm probably missing some!

Also by Kim Addonizio:

+ For Desire + Mermaid Song* + Onset + My Heart

* (Weird fact: this is about her daughter, Aya Cash, who starred in the sitcom You're the Worst. What!)

Today in:

2023: Insha’Allah, Danusha Laméris 2022: To the Woman Crying Uncontrollably in the Next Stall, Kim Addonizio 2021: You Mean You Don’t Weep at the Nail Salon?, Elizabeth Acevedo 2020: Let Me Begin Again, Philip Levine 2019: Hammond B3 Organ Cistern, Gabrielle Calvocoressi 2018: Siren Song, Margaret Atwood 2017: A Sunset, Ari Banias 2016: Coming, Philip Larkin 2015: The Taxi, Amy Lowell 2014: Winter Sunrise Outside a Café Near Butte, Montana, Joe Hutchison 2013: The Last Night in Mithymna, Linda Gregg 2012: America [Try saying wren], Joseph Lease 2011: Boston, Aaron Smith 2010: How Simile Works, Albert Goldbarth 2009: Crossing Over, William Meredith 2008: The World Wakes Up, Andrew Michael Roberts 2007: Hour, Christian Hawkey 2006: For the Anniversary of My Death, W.S. Merwin 2005: The Last Poem About the Snow Queen, Sandra M. Gilbert

[annaliessse]

Certain suitors inspire different feelings in me. Gilbert makes me scared, Leon makes me giddy, and Keith makes me a hoe. So, I'm blessing all of us with some filthy, filthy smut from our first prince of Jade.

As always, minors do not interact and please read warnings before reading.

warnings: nsfw, vaginal sex, oral (male receiving)

Far Beyond Your Duty

word count: 750

You know you shouldn’t be doing this. As Belle, your only duty is to know the Rhodolite princes enough to pick the best king. You have no business with the visiting princes. In fact, Sariel has warned you over and over to stay away lest they find out your true identity.

It was supposed to be just a simple trip to the bakery, and Keith’s kind smile made it difficult to say no. Even Rio relented and left the both of you alone. Everything had been fine up until you both returned to the palace, where Keith dragged you back to his room without saying a word. And when you looked up at him and saw the feral glint in his golden eyes, you knew you were in trouble.

Now, you were in his bed, lying spread eagle as Keith’s fingers drove into you. His mouth was sucking on your right nipple, his free hand cupping your other breast. Keith’s large frame engulfed you and all you could see, hear, and feel was him. He was everywhere and anywhere and you were left pulling his ashen hair as you struggled to keep your sanity intact.

“Y’know,” Keith whispers in your ear. “I have always wondered why Gilbert and Silvio took an interest in you. They could have any noblewoman they want and yet, they follow you like a pet to their owner.”

Keith removes his fingers from inside you and thrusts them into your mouth. You grip his hand in place, licking every crevice as you relish in the pleased expression on Keith’s face. He forces your legs wide open and aligns his cock with your entrance. You feel the tip of it poking you and involuntarily, you thrust upward. He chuckles.

“I think I found the reason why. Do you do this with them as well? Do you entertain them like this whenever they ask for your company?”

“No. Just you. Only you, Prince Keith.”

“Really now?”

“I’ve never…” you choke on your own words as you feel his cock slowly entering you. You reach out to grasp his shoulders, gasping at the pain of his thick length pushing its way forward.

“You’ve never done this before?”

You nod, neck snapped backward as the pain gradually turns into mind-numbing pleasure.

“That’s okay,” he whispers, his voice soft and gentle against your ear. “You don’t have to do anythin’. You can just lay there and be my little sex doll, hmm?”

As soon as he sheathes himself fully inside you, he starts fucking you. Hard. You wrap your legs around his waist, toes curling as you moan his name over and over again. You’ve never felt so full, and when you look down, you see exactly how wide Keith’s cock is stretching you.

Keith leans down and kisses you passionately. You try to match his movements but you’re rendered mindless with how good he is making you feel. All you can do is receive his every thrust, accept his every kiss, and feel his every touch. You’re rendered delirious, and the only thing that matters is that Keith doesn’t stop fucking you.

“They’ll probably wonder what’s taking you so long to come back from our little trip. Especially that attendant of yours.” Keith grunts as your nails dig deep into his back, leaving scratches that’ll probably hurt the next day.

“But that’s okay,” he continues. “You can tell them you were being a good guide and took me to all the nicest places. You could tell them we had fun. A lot of fun.”

“You just can’t tell them exactly how we had fun. After all, we wouldn’t want them to know how good you are at taking cock, right?”

And as Keith thrusts faster you delude yourself into thinking that you are in fact just being a good hostess. You have a part to play as a noblewoman, a front to prevent the visiting princes from finding out your true identity, and part of your responsibilities is to make sure that they enjoy their stay in Rhodolite.

When Keith pulls away and forces his way inside your mouth, you suck him hard. It was wet and filthy and when you feel his length twitching, you pull away and stroke him to completion. You allow him to paint your face white with his release and it was there when you came to a realization.

You are good at playing hostess. So good that you’re going far and beyond your duty.

[gilverrwrites]

This is random but what kind of music do you think Roman Sionis and Oswald Cobblepot listen to?

I think about this a lot and I’m really never 100 sure, like I’ll listen to songs that make me think ‘this reminds me of [character], but I don’t think they’d ever listen to it’.

They both often run/own clubs/entertainment venues, but I don’t think either of them have a huge hand in picking the music. Like, they’ll pick a vibe and hire a DJ that fits.

But I will give you my best estimations below:

*Warning, the links will open to spotify.

Oswald Cobblepot:

I think his tastes would vary a lot between portrayals, with some minor crossover.

BTAs: Classical, maybe even operatic/musical, classic English/euro rock, swing, maybe even a bit of jazz.

Queen, Dean Martin, W.S Gilbert

Arkham: 100% 70/80s British punk, and again with swing and jazz.

Buzzcocks, Peggy Lee, Chet Baker

Gotham: Also punk, but probably more underground, American punk. I also think he's listen to a lot of ballet/classical, things that remind him of this mother.

Rancid, The Killing Tree, Tchaikovsky

2022: 100% A rat pack fan, swing, jazz, R&B, crooner. Things that are smooth listening.

Frank Sinatra, Nat King Cole, The Crystals

Roman:

I don't think his taste would vary as much between portrayals. I can kind of imagine him overhearing like modern techno, drum and bassy/rave music at one of his clubs, and enjoying them, probably has some faves, but he's not deliberately seeking that kind of music out.

I think he's also a ratpack kind of guy, he likes a jazz and and a bit of swing, but otherwise not he's not too into the oldies. I think maybe alternative rock, maybe some industrial style, dare I say a pinch of dad rock perhaps.

Frank Sinatra, Nine Inch Nails, Fiona Apple, Prodigy, Doja Cat, The Rolling Stones.

I'm not saying the examples are 100% what they listen too, but they kind of encapsulate the vibe.

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[gaoau]

Shiver — Hiss hiss, Bitch, It's Gilbert

A Mother's Instinct warnings — none. word count —828

prev. — next.

A [Name] left to her own chaotic devices for a full week was, by far, one of the most preoccupying decisions her parents had taken. Of course, she knew how to take care of herself like a responsible human being, but she was also capable of coming up with the dumbest of ideas. Yaku was very aware of these facts, which was why he didn't hesitate to sprint to her house whenever his instincts acted up. Anything to make sure [Name] didn't stupidly harm herself.

Usually, one would want to spend their Saturday afternoon catching up on much-needed rest or calmly taking care of chores. [Name], however, made stupid decisions as a hobby, particularly when she had a lot of free time. In turn, Yaku felt shivers slithering down his spine when he least expected it.

Sighing in satiety and grumbling his signature [Name], what the fuck?, Yaku left the comfort of his bedroom. In a matter of minutes, his fist was banging on [Name]'s door as he loudly called for her to come out. God, he could swear she would give him a heart attack someday.

He could hear scrambling on the other side of the door, a concerningly deafening thump, and [Name]'s voice shrieking a high-pitched Shit! Seconds later, she had opened up, cheeks flushed and hair tangled. She painted a confident smile on her lips, although it clashed against the panic in her eyes. "Morisuke! Hey, darling, what brings you here?"

Yaku narrowed his lids, lifting a suspicious brow. Pet names. Yeah, she loved using those, but not on a daily basis. "I'd like to find out." [Name] puffed a broken chuckle. Something was definitely up. "What did you do?"

"No clue what you're talking about."

Yaku remained silent while piercing his best friend with his disappointed glower. "[Name], let me in." He took a step forward to push past her and into her home, but was promptly stopped by [Name]'s palm slamming on his chest. He stumbled back, cursing under his breath.

"Oh, fuck, I'm sorry, baby, I love you." [Name] hurried to stabilize him by his shoulders, and frantically brushed invisible dust off his clothes. Yaku could only stare her down. "Anyway! Quick question. Hypothetically speaking. And I mean, just on the off chance that it were to happen—not to confirm that it hasn't happened, but I won't deny it, either."

"To the point, [Name]."

"Uh…" she dragged on her hesitancy to speak, blinking slowly and pressing her mouth shut into a thin line. Her lips smacked. "What's your… opinion on snakes? Rat snakes, if you wanna get specific. Japanese rat snakes, obviously." Her index nail found its way between her teeth.

Yaku held back the urge to shatter his skull against a lamp post. Instead, he pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers and sighed heavily. "[Name], did you get a snake?" [Name]'s nervous laughter rang in his ears. The way she nibbled on her nail with eyes bouncing around gave him the answer he dreaded. Yaku inhaled. "[Name]. Did you get. A fucking snake?"

[Name] laughed once more, her index finger scratching below her ear. "I think you already know that…"

"Oh, come on… Why and how did you get a snake, [Name], what the fuck?"

"It's more like he got me, actually—Don't look at me like you want to hit me!"

"But I want to hit you."

[Name] tripped over her words. "Morisuke, hear me out! He slithered in like snakes do, and what was I supposed to do? Throw him back into the wild?"

"Yeah!"

"No! He chose me and now I'm his mother!" She slapped her hand over her chest for emphasis, wearing a determined expression that made it hard to argue against her logic.

Yaku sighed once more. "[Name]—God, whatever, just introduce me." Watching her eyes light up and her lips spread into a grin, Yaku wondered why he even bothered arguing. At the end of the day, if it made her happy then all was fine. "What did you name it?"

He allowed an amused smile of his own to tug at his lips, feeling [Name]'s warm fingers trap his wrist and pull him into her home. He heard that childlike giggle he adored so much bubble in her throat. "Gilbert!" She glanced back to make eye contact with him while dragging him upstairs. Oh, the smile of a precious idiot. "He's the cutest thing, I swear, you'll probably love him more than you love me." She spoke with confidence, but he wouldn't be that sure.

[hartage]

Gilbert for the ask meme please!

favorite thing about them: i honestly love how gilbert is such a difficult character to rp / write. to me because his motivations are driven solely by grudges he has held for a millennia. i love and hate the fact that he remembers things so well. it contributes to why he’s such a tormented man (ruminating on the same stuff for so many years) and why he’s so detested by others (won’t let stuff go)

least favorite thing about them: how violent he is, how he thinks violence is the only way to gain what he wants. it’s obviously because his formative years were surrounded by it but i think he had to fight his way to the top. he fought tooth and nail to live a comfortable life and to not be swallowed up by the 5000 other brothers that surrounded him. his hell bent ideas on revenge make sense but more often than not he’s 500 years too late and doing nothing but bringing back old, painful wounds that could have been fixed with a conversation and a handshake

favorite line: (this is from a drabble, unfortunately) “because we have no one else, no other choice. no one wants us. we’re nothing but a ragged band of forgotten empires, left to rust on history’s scrap heap. you and rodi, at least you’ve only got each other. but as for us? well, all we have is our mutual hatred for the hand we’ve been dealt.”

brotp: prueng omg i feel like gilbert looked up to arthur (and unfortunately copied him a lot) because he saw him as someone similar to him. he was someone who picked himself up from nothing. arthur took this to his advantage though and was a friend of convenience w/ gilbert.

otp(s): pruswe / pruden / pruliet / pruhun (i ship him with everyone but he deserves no one)

notp: pruaus

random headcanon: gilbert loves sailing. he has a small yacht that used to dock at rügen island where his vacation home was. he always was envious of those who were better swimmers, but despite his love for the sea, he never became an adept swimmer himself.

unpopular opinion: gilbert should not be the tumblr funny man character that everyone likes and i sometimes get really frustrated about how he is depicted by the fandom. i find him as someone that is an anachronism, someone who is stuck in the past, who’s legacy is written on every wall. he’s everywhere, yet no where at the same time. i just feel like the fandom doesn’t take the loaded / serious / problematic parts of him seriously, and it can really be detrimental to how people view and think about prussia

song that reminds you of them: pick yourself up by nat king cole / army dreamers by kate bush / where did everyone go by nat king cole / if i ruled the world by tony bennett / the joker by sammy davis jr. i also have a playlist for gilbert with these songs + more if anyone is interested !

favorite picture: there was this tumblr account called ask_young_germany?? and their prussia was the best prussia i had ever seen in my entire life but now they only work on their italy blog called like risorgimento italy iirc.

[notchainedtotrauma]

Again, a post written somewhere in the month of April. This poem is exclusive to my Root Beer patron (20$). The epitaph (and impetum) of the poem is this citation from Scenes of Subjection by Saidiya Hartman: What limit must be exceeded in order that the violence directed at the black body be made legible in the law ? The poem wrestles with the Black person willingly performing themselves forcefully registered as grotesque spectacle, the enfleshment of Blackness as algorithm, and the innate idea of service. There are also references to Willie Dynamite, the core protagonist of the blaxploitation film...Willie Dynamite, and Sissieretta Jones, who is one of the greatest Black female operas singers, and died on June 24 1933.

Cover picture for an article on facial recognition and minorities

Willie Dynamite (Roscoe Orman) walking down the stairs of the court steps from Willie Dynamite directed by Gilbert Moses

Octavia Spencer, from the Help

The gifs, cover photograph and archival material above best visually describe the poem. Here are some excerpts to whet your appetite:

No doesn't demand much exertion; windows raw with digital static, refuse.

Courteous creases mutter get. out. of. here, which means throttle, butcher.

and

Within the algorithms, a split; mashed veins running down a pointed nail.

The dearth of existence for a people not a people with a muscled bone.

and

Coded into seawater and moldy corners, we ache more than we unravel.

Our sullen bodies were always resurrecting experiments, gold through our chest.

[lea-andres]

Okay, bitches, I warned you. You better be firmly gripping your butts or long gone, it's Team Chaotix Point and Click rant time.

Now, let's be perfectly clear: I don't actually want Sonic Team to make a point and click adventure game. If one was announced tomorrow I'd be VERY scared. Despite the simplicity of the mechanics in the name this is a complicated genre to master. I'd feel better if Sonic Team reached out to someone with past experience for assistance. Like Double Fine (run by Tim Schafer from LucasArts), or Skunkape (A lot of the early TellTale guys who worked on the Sam and Max games), or even the man, the myth, the legend Ron Gilbert himself (he made Monkey Island, the objectively best point and click ever made.) to give a few examples. I'm not saying Sonic Team's bad at game design, I'm saying making the "gotta go fast" games and making the "rub everything in your pockets on everyone you can talk to until something happens" games are two very different skillsets and I wouldn't expect a company that does one to be able to pick up the other and do it flawlessly.

Alright, we all on the same page? Cool, let's continue.

Now, here's step #1 to making a good Sonic the Hedgehog Point and Click Adventure Game: LEAVE THE SPIKY BLUE RAT THE FUCK OUT OF THIS!!! I DON'T WANT TO BE PLAYING AS HIM, I DON'T WANT TO GO ON A FETCH QUEST FOR HIM, GET HIM THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!!

Sonic the Hedgehog characteristically does not work in a point and click. Slowly wandering around an environment examining every detail and talking to everyone about every possible point of discussion is NOT how he rolls. And waiting around for you to do something for him before he'll help you is also not in character AT ALL for him. Luckily, he's easy to get rid of. Just load him and Eggman into a catapult and launch them somewhere else to go fight. Bonus points if what they're up to is a mainline Sonic game you also release, because that's always fun when there's in game hints that two games canonically happened at the same time.

So... Why do Team Chaotix work? The fact that they're detectives makes it make sense they're acting like a point and click protagonist. Examining the surroundings in great detail? They're looking for clues! Speaking to everyone around at great length? Questioning witnesses and suspects! Picking up everything that isn't nailed down? Collecting evidence! The Nancy Drew point and click adventure games exist for a reason: THIS GENRE WORKS REALLY WELL FOR DETECTIVE TYPES.

And I fully insist we play as Team Chaotix. Gimme all three of them! Trust me, having Vector, Espio, AND Charmy playable at any time opens the door to SO MANY fun puzzles! We can do a combined Day of the Tentacle/Sam and Max method of having three protagonists. The two you aren't playing as are roaming around the scene with you, giving you the freedom to talk to them whenever you want (Sam and Max), but you swap between them at any time with buttons in your inventory (Day of the Tentacle).

Why would we want to do this? Vector, Espio, and Charmy have canonically established skillsets that could be utilized for some unique puzzles:

-Vector is quite strong. If you encounter an item you need to get past, but Espio and Charmy cannot move it, Vector can move it.

-Espio can turn invisible. If you need to get in or out without being seen, Espio can do it.

-Charmy can fly, and is quite small. He can reach high areas and fit into small gaps.

Also, if we borrow the dialogue mechanics from TellTale Season 1 and 2 of Sam and Max (where Sam and Max each had their own dialogue choices you could pick from), we can set up mechanics for each detective in dialogue puzzles.

-Vector's a big, intimidating guy. Some of his dialogue might get a bit more threatening, because maybe the suspect'll talk if you scare the pants off of them.

-Espio is a straight shooter. I wouldn't necessarily call him the *nicest* of the three, but he's the most likely to be the direct and blunt one. Some people need to hear it how it is.

-And Charmy's a little kid. He can get irritating, he KNOWS he can get irritating, some of his dialogue options would be him cranking it up to 11 to see if he can get the suspect really mad and confess to something they shouldn't while telling him off.

Now, I'm gonna give you guys what the opening of this hypothetical game might look like. By the time this opening segment would end, we're gonna establish the following:

-How the controls work

-How inventory works

-How swapping between the Chaotix works

-How dialogue works

-The concept that each Chaotix member has a special ability that can be used for puzzle solving.

Ready, whoever stuck around this long? Let's go:

The scene opens on a news broadcast. The news anchor is reporting on whatever latest Sonic vs Eggman fight is occurring, we slowly pan back, and it's being played on a crappy TV set. We slowly turn, we're in the Chaotix's office. We pass Espio meditating in the corner, and come upon Vector, who is snoring away in his desk chair.

The phone rings, startling Vector awake, who loudly knocks a bunch of stuff over retrieving it before the person hangs up.

"Chaotix Detective Agency! Vector speaking! ...Ah, Miss Vanilla, what can I do for you?" We can't hear Vanilla, but Vector looks alarmed by whatever it is she says.

"Don't worry ma'am, we'll be over right away!" He hangs up.

"What's going on?" Charmy asks curiously.

"Miss Vanilla needs us over at her place right away! Where's Espio?"

"He's over there." Charmy points. Espio is still mediating, and he hasn't moved. Vector crosses his arms.

"We can't wait for him to wake up! Charmy, go fetch the pepper grinder!" Charmy salutes.

We are now in control of Charmy. Talking to Vector will just repeat the "Go get the pepper grinder!" instructions. You can interact with Espio if you want, a thorough game would give you a couple different moments of Charmy poking and prodding him before the comment's made that he won't budge when he's in deep meditation like this. There should also be lots of stuff around the office to interact with (including a picture of Mighty and Ray tucked away somewhere for the more detail oriented players to find! Interacting with it will make Charmy comment about it.), but you're supposed to leave the room and head into the kitchen.

There's not much in here. Opening the cabinets will eventually reveal the pepper grinder, which Charmy will automatically grab. It will now be in your inventory. Head back into the office.

"Great! Gimme the pepper grinder!" Charmy hands it over.

"Now step aside!"

The pepper grinder is gone, and there is now a picture of Vector in the inventory. Clicking on it will switch you to being in control of Vector. The picture is now a picture of Charmy, AND the pepper grinder is back in your inventory (this will be the only time an item will need to be passed between the Chaotix like this. They will have a shared inventory from this point further because TRUST ME WE DON'T WANT TO KEEP TRACK OF WHO HAS WHAT THAT GETS ANNOYING AND COULD POTENTIALLY RENDER THE GAME UNWINNABLE IF WE LOSE ACCESS TO SOMEONE AND THE STUFF GOES WITH THEM!)

Drag the pepper grinder onto Espio.

Vector cranks the pepper grinder over Espio's head, black flecks dropping onto his face. Eventually the chameleon sneezes.

"I keep telling you guys to buy an alarm clock!" He complains as he climbs to his feet.

"Miss Vanilla needs us at her place right away! Let's go, boys!"

We are now free to leave the office. Leaving will give us a map of all the areas we will go to during the game. Only Vanilla's house is visible and labelled at this time, but this map would get filled in as we access new locations.

However, the Chaotix get stopped halfway there by the road blocked off by barricades and a guy standing guard at the opening in the barricades.

"Sorry, fellas, I can't let you through. Active construction site!" He announces.

"But this is the only way to our destination!" Vector complains.

"Yeah, let us through!" Charmy demands.

"No dice. Take your little bee there, and buzz off!"

A couple different things should become obvious as you talk to this guy as Vector and/or Charmy:

-He's only going to move if the bell behind him is rung, as that's the signal to go take his break.

-He's not scared of Vector. If he tries to intimidate him, he's gonna calmly remark he's getting paid to stand here and tell people not to enter, so he doesn't care what Vector says or does to him.

-He has kids, so Charmy's antics don't get to him.

-He has not noticed Espio's with them.

Assuming you exhausted all Vector and Charmy dialogue options, you'd end up on Espio's list eventually. It doesn't matter what you pick first, the guy will interrupt you regardless.

"You scared me!" He complains "I didn't notice you were there at all! You're like a ninja!"

The construction worker shoots about a foot into the air the moment Espio speaks up.

"I AM a ninja." Espio crosses his arms in irritation.

None of Espio's dialogue options reveal any new information, but it should be obvious by this point what needs to be done. (If it's not, don't worry, leaving conversation with the construction worker and talking to any of the Chaotix members will prompt to suggest Espio use his ninja skills to sneak over to the bell.)

Once you leave the conversation with the construction worker and regain access to your inventory, there will now be a picture of Espio in it. Click on it to become Espio, and then click on the bell.

Vector and Charmy will huddle up to block the construction worker's view of Espio as he turns invisible. He then hops the barricade, goes over to the bell, and rings it. The construction worker, who definitely has the intelligence of the Boom villagers but leave him alone lmao, tells the Chaotix not to enter the construction site while he's on break.

"We wouldn't dream of it!" Vector promises. The construction worker leaves, Espio reappears, there's a beat...

And then the Chaotix march straight through the construction zone.

They get to Miss Vanilla's house... And I'm gonna stop there. We've learned the bare bones mechanics of how we would get through this game. Everything else would be taking what we understand and making us combine it. If you want an example of a more complicated puzzle, let me know, I could revisit the one I explained AGES ago where we "convince" Knuckles to hand over a Chaos Emerald.

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