#Dollar and Ryker

[lilliths-not-just-httyd-blog]

i bought this from my local library for a dollar. literally went in there and it was the first thing i saw. instant impulse purchase and i'm so glad i did because.

first of all how the fuck did ryker get into this book and viggo didn't

second of all a) why does toothless have a tattoo and b) why is that baby nadder right next to dragon root like y'all know what dragon root does right??

oh wow thats actually creepy

oh wow thats actually not (is it... dead???)

hi dagur what are you doing

there... is so much wrong here. why have thye got badly photoshopped helmets on. why does hiccup have that shield. what is toothless doing.

CEASE DRAGON

mildew with no fucking shoes on

overall this is not as bad as the novel adaptation i found for the first movie but oh my god this is hilarious to look at

[calvinawesomessauce]

u should draw ryker throwing it back,, ill give u a million dollars!!!!!!!

i am incapable of drawing him throwing it back but heres shirtless ryker LOLOL i hope u likey

[yourreddancer]

Daniel Thomas - from a FB comment on the meme:

- [ ] The crowd was ostensibly angry but it was a somewhat joyful tone that split the morning air as the convicted and Removed President, wearing an appropriate red felon jumpsuit, with a black silken hood over his head, was led 40 feet up the stairs to the impressive stainless steel guillotine erected in Times Square this brisk fall morning. We are receiving reports from those near to where the Correctional Officers from Ryker’s Island and Federal Marshalls guide The dethroned president who would have been King through the stoic but bitter gathering of watchers saying they hear a childlike whimpering emanating from underneath the black hood.

- [ ] We watch the unprecedented procession unfold before our Nation as a definitive Day of Retribution for the nation, after this man had ransacked our very name throughout the world, destroyed our alliances, and flushed billions of dollars down the toilet while paying, or having his actually wealthy backers pay, complicit news organizations to cast him in a favorable light to their unsuspecting followers.

- [ ] On an informative note, let us also share that the Farmers of America, auto workers and NYPD have helped in a united effort to have this massive but oddly beautiful Stainless Steel Guillotine designed and built with state of the art failsafes to insure that the ex-President’s neck will be severed instantly and completely. A co-operative project between the engineers from Boeing and Lockheed, with some ancillary from the Disney Corporation, this 87 foot tall Madame Guillotine shall, after serving its intended purpose, be relocated to a picturesque spot near the New White House, which has been in recent years called the House of White Power due to the the thankfully short lived rise of The Nationalist Movement in the US. It will embody a significance comparable to the Statue of Liberty or the Washington Monument for our true citizens, and a palpable warning to Nationalist thinking in this country, which has now been so palpably ostracized by the vast majority as to be simply ridiculed, yes, even In some places like Alabama! Some experts have intimated that, in fact, this criminal to mankind will very probably have a moment or perhaps most of a minute or two to perceive the crowd and perhaps his own headless body if his head lands in the basket at the proper angle, and if his own blood doesn’t obscure his view.

- [x] The crowd is getting louder now, we can hear. As there will be a few minutes before the climactic moment, we break briefly for commercial. The commercials for this spectacular event are clearly surpassing in sheer ostentatiousness the Super Bowl ads of fame, and some are quite provocative, ladies and gentlemen, given the reestablishment of our democracy and the hope we all share of finally undoing and obliterating all the self-serving acts this ex-president has engendered.

- [ ] So we cut now to Ben and Jerry’s Ice Cream!!

and a FB answer to some MAGAs crying tears about the meme above:

It’s a WARNING!

When rights are taken away, you never get them back easily. Trying to make people understand where fascism leads, such as beheading your “enemies”. (Not always literally.)

This country, founded on the IDEA that people should be able to make their own rules, design their own laws, appoint their own leaders and everyone is equal under the law.

For years right wing politicians have been determined to change America into a country RULED by ELITES. All these years later while telling you the “elites” are celebrities, TV newscasters, athletes, or authors, we find out the true elites are real estate investors, tech entrepreneurs, and corrupt SC Justices.

They aren’t fiercely determined to fix our crumbling infrastructure, they aren’t concerned about lack of healthcare for Americans, they have NO PLANS to make life better in any way in our country.

They intend to OWN, PROFIT FROM, TAKE, SELL OFF, BARGAIN WITH, LIE ABOUT, DECEIVE, WHATEVER IS NEEDED TO TAKE EVERY DIME THEY CAN FROM AND GIVE ZERO BACK TO you!

You could have researched them and found they have left a long line of lied to, defrauded, embezzled, broke people in their wake.

They are concerned with POWER, MONEY, POWER

But they have you complaining about a singer, a movie star, or a meme.

Keeping you busy while they steal food right out of your mouth.

STEP 1 Cut Social Security and Medicare to have money to give billionaires another tax cut.

STEP 2 deport ENOUGH immigrants to make it LOOK GOOD. Keeping their “personal” illegals hidden away from sight. Arrangements CAN be made for swaths of illegals to work for chicken plants, vegetable farms and such, FOR A PRICE. That’s what this whole, “they’re criminals, drug dealers, murderers, they’ll slit your throat for nothing.” Business is all about.

FIGURING OUT HOW TO MAKE A BUCK FROM ILLEGALS BY BEING IN CHARGE OF DISTRIBUTING THEM!

They’re gonna make sure you have plenty to worry about, while they SELL our military to others, bargain with our nuclear capabilities for highest payment, use our tax money to build another tower, rocket, or AI project, and you won’t even notice you have become a third world society, living in the richest nation in the world, with NO ALLIES, NO ABILITY TO RAISE YOUR STANDARD OF LIVING, and NO JUSTICE DEPARTMENT TO PROTECT YOUR RIGHTS.

Maybe some country out there will someday allow YOU an immigrant from America to seek ASYLUM!

[a-crumb-of-whump]

Carlos is given twenty dollars to go purchase a gift for Ryker. what does he purchase?

Fidget toys! Adam shows him how to online shop and he picks out a few things he knows that Ryker would love (plus one or two that he himself enjoys so they can share:P)

[lethologick]

Hit with the hyper fixation so take Ryker from the game 8:11 by @du-buk! Love when they make the :< face .

also take the itchio link the game is only like 8 dollars, content warnings on the page <3

[crystalelemental]

Rune Factory 5 is going to be the death of me.

I'm at the Forest of No Return at this point, and things are simultaneously going really smoothly and really badly.  On the one hand, equipment is unreasonably good.  I made a Wind Cloak, which is astonishingly low level for the stats it provides, and now we're all basically immune to damage.  Even bosses are dealing maybe a couple hundred.  I managed to forge excellent twin swords as well, which covers Alice and Hina perfectly, and a Spiked Hammer that makes Beatrice somehow even stronger than I am without an elemental affinity.  I haven't been able to upgrade Elsja's punching gloves, but we'll get to that.

Town friendship is going well, if a bit slow.  Everyone except for Ludmila is level 5 friendship, and Heinz recently had salted rainbow trout as part of his rotating stock, so I bought several to give Ludmila over the next few days to speed that process up.  My wife pushed past my progress, so I know full well another character drops in the town if I do the forest and subsequent section, ruining this progress.  I'm on hold until then.

Which means it's time for sidequests!  Part of it is building up crop levels, which is going okay.  Spinach is level 9 and Kumo has a quest for level 10, so provided my sickle can get to 10, we're in business.  I am less than optimistic, however.  The bigger issue is the other side quests, which are steadily killing me to death.

One is making a gigantic vegetable.  I don't know if Spinach isn't able to become giant, or if I'm doing something wrong, but the Gigantizer isn't working.  Priscilla tells you "when they mature," which I thought meant before fully grown, but that wasn't it.  I tried again with fully grown spinach, but that didn't work either.  So I'm kinda stumped on how to pull this off.  I guess I could try with the corn?  I legitimately don't know what to do with it.

Then there's the tree seeds.  Ryker mentioned wanting oranges, and after like three weeks of having no idea how to find oranges, I cracked and looked it up.  Turns out, there are two completely hidden locations where you can randomly find seeds for apples, oranges, grapes, and general lumber with twinkle trees.  I have found zero orange seeds.  It's been over a week.  I have so many twinkle trees and grapes, but zero oranges.  I need to find these soon, none of the trees do well in winter and Ryker wants goddamned 20 oranges, I don't think I have that kind of time.

Around all this, there's supposed to be a looming typhoon.  My wife told me hers hit in summer, and I'm bracing for that one.  I tend to skip a lot of introductory dialogue since it's repetitive, but I think I skipped Hina mentioning her mom sensing the typhoon coming in, because everyone else was also talking about a big storm...but the next day was a festival so it was super sunny and nice, and now nothing is happening, and I'm wondering if the holiday negated the typhoon and I spent over 200k on Wettable Powder for nothing.

But the grand supreme champion of frustration...is Palmo.  Upgrading shops is wildly expensive.  Not by actual cost, mind you.  In sheer money dollars, I have so much raw cash I could buy every upgrade twice over.  Not even with Seed points, although those are rarer.  With the newest badges, I can farm Seed points whenever I wish, and it's honestly not too much trouble.  No, I'm talking about lumber and stone costs.  The first upgrades were sane.  The second were pricey, but could be achieved.  3000 lumber is downright ludicrous.  Those Twinkle Trees better be packing lumber on the order of 500+ if this is to be in any way achievable.  I've heard Heinz' rotating stock can carry it, but at 500 gold per piece, we're looking at 1.5 million gold per upgrade, for something to the order of 9 million for all upgrades.  This is assuming you can even hold that much on your person in a day, given his rotating stock only opens around 3, and he closes shop at 6.  Just by volume that feels like a multi-day project.  It's outlandish.

I know a lot of this probably isn't required, and I'm reaching the point I very well may consider it optional and move on with my life.  The postgame is also in question.  I don't have any true opposition, but at present there are just too many factors hindering my general progress that I can't even think about that right now.  Between lack of oranges, lack of any substantial progress toward renovating the town, and inability to move forward on story until we get Ludmila to friendship rank 5, I'm kinda souring on the game a bit.

[measuringbliss]

Spider-Man Read-Through 066 Prison Break (ASM 219-222)

MASTERPOST

In this post, ARMS! But also...

A fun team-up! (That second panel is really cool by the way.)

Well, that's certainly a cover. I'm intrigued by the idea, but dear Lord, Peter looks awful there.

Our issue starts with Spidey infiltrating Ryker's Island. He wants to prove to the administration that it's not secure enough through an article, which makes sense and is quite an exciting story idea.

Disregarding that last panel (at least his face)... Peter... respectfully... I appreciate your arms.

Inside, Peter interrupts a Harrow/Gargoyle/Mysterious Foe escape, but he gets caught by security (and they don't). His camera gets stolen by the janitor.

Later, Matt Murdock defends him (he's been appearing an awful lot recently!), but the accusation argues that he planned that prison escape.

ARMS.

ARMS. I'm sorry, there is a plot, but arms.

Anyway, Matt can't find Peter's camera, which would prove that the accusation, DuBroth, is actually that third Mysterious Foe from earlier. Instead... Aunt May and her geriatric friends pay the caution! didn't expect that.

Peter goes home and...

Oh wow, personality. Anyway, I need to cosplay Peter's look, because orange shirt and purple pants work so well...

Peter puts on his color-washed suit (since the other one's still at Ryker's), which is a nice continuity bit. At the prison, our evil guys are interrogating the janitor.

Spidey gets his good suit back and throws the other one (as well as his highschool webshooters) in the ocean. I wonder if someone will retrieve it...

DuBroth literally changes his name anytime he's called. DuBroil, DuBrow... All in the same issue! That's kind of impressive.

Nice plot stuff!

Soon, the others find themselves at the pawn shop that the janitor sold the camera to... (I said there was a lot of plot!)

Nice ending twists! What a nice issue. Definitely different from the rest, I liked it. The arms were nice too.

Yeah, a lot of it was wonky, but it still was quite enjoyable.

In #220, Moon Knight commits a heist.

Oh that's a fun concept, I love it.

MK needs 10 million dollars to become secretary of their "national directorate", whatever that means.

I need his babies.

I love Peter's expression in the second panel hahaha

Moon Knight gets home and... I get serious flashbacks. Haven't I read a very similar issue...? He appeared in earlier issues of SSM, and I feel like this specific scene was just pasted.

Alright, I see we're getting frisky in this issue. That's fine by me.

Later, at the Met, thieves want to steal stuff and win the contest, but MK doesn't like to lose, and he quickly gets rid of the thieves.

An encounter with Spidey later, and we learn that they're both on the same team.

Really nice panel.

Moon Knight gets the position, but he still has a final task to accomplish: kill Spidey.

Ooh, that guy in Spidey's suit jumpscared me!

Things go well.

Marc, you could... give him money. I think that could be nice hahaha

There's a second story afterwards, with May at a ball where punks play some music. She investigates a murder attempt (these care homes are dramatic!).

PfFfFf hahaha.

The culprit gets stopped...

Lol. Lmao even. They acknowledge how silly it all is. Also, May's becoming an actually fun character, who'd have expected THAT?

221 time! At ESU, Peter's job is put in jeopardy by his less-than-great grades these past few weeks. He also has an altercation with Ramrod, which apparently happened before in a Daredevil issue. Alright, sure.

MORE IMPORTANTLY.

Awww this is cute! I didn't expect him to keep appearing, but I'm still wondering if he'll be a bad guy...

Later, at the gig...

Bahahahaha, "ethnic"? Biff is honestly so funny here, what the heck.

Peter's Spider-Sense warns him off the beer, and it's time for the show.

He's inclusive! I like him. Also, his "I'm sorry, I'll go away" makes me so sad. He might be a villain in disguise, but I love him.

The whole bar, except for Peter and the barman, gets more agitated.

Aww!

His new song is apparently very dark, but people like it and calm down. Meanwhile, Spidey goes to see Dr. Kissick, whomst I assume was introduced in a SSM issue I haven't read yet. The doctor says where's the antidote, Spidey gets it, then gets back to the bar...

*insert Stacey Pilgrim's "What?!"*

Anyway, they fight for a bit.

Is our guy my new favorite character? So baby girl.

I'm a fandom anthropologist, I consider these comments part of my reading experience.

In #222, after a funny fight against some random goons (good jokes!), Spidey faces the Speed Demon. Spidey loses against our new thief, who says where he intends to steal stuff next. What's the matters? He knows Spidey can't stop him anyway.

Later, at the Bugle...

Jameson has a cute bowtie!

Peter's photos are mostly blurry, but one works for Jonah... one in which the Speed Demon gloats over Spidey, of course!

Peter expects his enemy to go to Bloomingdale's, and he's right. After the fight, Peter goes back to the Bugle. Jameson's less than enthused with these pictures of Spidey's victory.

Overall, not enough Peter, but I didn't really mind this time because the action was entertaining and the dialogue was great. In the comments, people agree.

Next post: Apes, an animated show, the Vulture, and more! Woohoo.

[red-hemlock]

Send 🌧️ for our muses to get caught in the rain together ~ @who-is-muses (from Jon)

Bad Situation Starters! @who-is-muses

Drescher. Some liken the district to a decaying corpse, the husk with which the shining jewel of Ryker Heights sprouts from: Each fresh sky-seeking beam erected, draining what lies just below. But decay has its own way of 'building' things too. Time and erosion, it patiently carves holes and scrapes secret nooks, the kind which all manner of things can wheedle and weave their way into.

It was here, nestled under one of those many overpasses, her 'peace' had been disturbed. She'd been watching him ever since he scuttled-in from the rain-slick streets: Quiet and perfectly content with letting him return none the wiser, once those showers ceased their blanketing downpour. But alas they didn't, and it didn't seem like he'd be absconding any time soon.

Well, then.

The dull scrape of a spiked boot against metal carries under that dilapidated structure, purposeful and intent; it 'announces' the assassin's presence long before her voice did.

"Well, well, now would you look who the rainwater's gone and washed-in!" A hand ascends, dragging the mask down over her grinning face. The thing's mechanics warping her voice into some indistinguishable tone as its lenses fire to life in soft orange, "I spy with my little eye: one lone stray Scarecrow, oh me oh my."

"So sorry to disappoint, but I'm afraid this shabby little shelter's already 'occupied'... Luckily for you though, I'm content to share."

The million dollar question is, was he? She's not particularly perturbed, not at this moment anyway. Reclined high-up in her perch of concrete and steel, it's a spot distant from the pointed-ends of any needles doubtlessly squirreled-away in that burlap ensemble of his; and this whisper of a storm wind favors her. If he decides to try anything 'funny', she'll drop him like a bagful of rocks.

But for now? For now, Hemlock likens herself the gracious 'host', queenlike in poise as she sits-up and crosses her legs one over the other. From off to the side a dampened bag is produced, hidden from view until held aloft with a doggish tilt of the head.

"...Sandwich, darling? I snatched extras."

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Brooke laughed softly before she shook her head, long blonde hair falling over her shoulders. "No, no, of course not. You just make it hard to...focus." she admitted, feeling a slight flush come to her cheeks. Clearly he was unaware of just how intimidating his presence was. When she noticed the hundred dollar bill, her eyes widened slightly and she pushed it back toward him even as he stood. "Ryker. I can't accept this." she countered, even as her blush deepened at his complimentary words.

It wasn't like Ryker needed to leave. He had all of his work tucked away on his phone right now with e-mails that he could talk to people instead of being in the office. His eyes watched Brooke time to time to see her busting her ass. He admired that about her because he had to bust his ass since getting the company. ❝ Are you trying to kick me out now? ❞ He questioned as he placed a hundred dollar bill on the table before standing up. ❝ I'll get out of your beautiful head of hair. I'll see you in a couple of hours. ❞ He chuckled with a grin on his face as his deep voice echoed.

[whumpzone]

sometimes I'm having a good day and then I remember the @oswaldinator3000 Eric Tobin pet graveyard and I go cold all over

[a-crumb-of-whump]

A New Beginning #10: Needs To Know

Masterlist

Content: Multiple caretakers, non-human whumpee, human caretaker(s), [mentioned/implied] non-con, photographed without consent, [implied] PTSD/trauma, [mentioned] starvation, recovery.

-

“It’s finally open!”

Adam laughed, tagging along behind Ryker as he excitedly pulled him towards the new toy store that had finally opened about a week ago. From what they’d been able to make out online, it had a lot of fidget/stim toys and Ryker was more than ready to add to his collection, despite having virtually no space left for them.

He had to admit, it was a pretty little store. There was very little in terms of things he personally enjoyed, but Ryker was already headed straight for table with the fidget toys on them; practically bouncing the entire way. It was like watching a child find their way around a candy store.

“See anything you like?”

“Are you kidding? I want it all.” As soon as Adam stepped in closer to him, Ryker grabbed him by the hand and held on to it; biting his lower lip. “This was a terrible idea. Gonna walk outta here with nothing left in the bank account and a whole lotta toys.”

Adam rolled his eyes and reached out to grab the rope of a feather-shaped chew necklace. “Don’t be so dramatic. It’s all cheap. Grab what you want. I get paid tomorrow anyways. Do you think Carlos would enjoy something like this?” He held it out to him. “Might stop him from chewing on his sleeves so much.”

“Yeah, it might!” the taller one of the two chirped. Then he turned to look at Adam again, as if trying to get a sense of his tone. Adam found that sometimes he couldn’t tell, nor could he identify sarcasm or jokes when other people made them. It’d gotten worse over the past year or two, but he knew it’d always been there.

“Can I really get what I want?”

Adam shrugged. “Sure. Maybe try and keep it under twenty dollars, but I’m not gonna be mad if you go over. Besides, you’ll have heaps of new stuff to show Carlos when we get home.”

After excitedly fist-bumping the air, he dove right back into the toys; picking out every colour he liked and gawking over the amount of toys there were that he’d never even seen before. If it weren’t for the fact that he kept turning around and showing Adam everything he picked up, he could have sworn the guy had forgotten he was even there.

It must have been nearly forty five minutes of wandering the toy store and chatting to the worker before Ryker finally announced that he was ready. By then, he had both his hands full with toys and a sheepish grin on his face as he sidled up to the counter to pay for them.

“Carlos is gonna love these,” he said confidently, already placing each toy inside the bag as she scanned them. “Maybe I should make a communal area for my toys so he can use them, too?”

Adam raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure? You’re usually super cagey about people touching them.”

“Yeah! I mean – usually I am, yeah, but this is Carlos. I trust him.” He shuffled back and forth on his feet for a moment, as if contemplating what to say next. “Plus… it’s kinda nice having someone around that understands the enjoyment of these kinds of things. I love you, but you’re kinda boring.”

“Me?” Adam sputtered. He could hear the woman behind the counter snickering. “Boring? I think not.”

Ryker leaned down to kiss his temple. “Of course not.”

After they’d finished paying, the two placed their stuff in the car and made a quick trip to the post office to pick up a package that had arrived several days ago. It was addressed to Ryker, who decided to open it before they headed home.

Despite not looking over at him, Adam could practically feel Ryker’s body stiffening the moment he read the note that was attached to the inside of the box.

“Who’s it from?”

“My dad,” he answered, voice lowering a little in volume as he placed the note down and slowly began to examine each of the things inside the box. There were several scrapbooks and dozens of loose photographs inside, all facing downwards. As soon as he flipped the first one over, Adam felt his stomach lurch.

Ryker’s balled up hands shook as he looked at each of the photos, one by one. Each of them involved Carlos, either restrained in some way or so beat up that he couldn’t have made it too far anyway. He had no clothes on in any of them, and there was blood splattered everywhere. All the photos seemed to have a similar theme. In some of them, he had a gag in his mouth. In others, it was a muzzle that clearly burned wherever it touched him. Despite the vampire’s inability to be affected by drugs, he looked as if he’d been given something.

Maybe it was just the lack of food.

Adam reached out to take Ryker’s hand into his own, slipping his fingers between his larger ones in an attempt to gain his attention. “I think we need to put them away.”  

 “Fucking monster.” Ryker put the now-crumpled photos back into the box and tossed it into the back seat. Adam could see his face getting redder and redder with every passing minute, and he wasn’t sure how to help. “How can anyone be that fucking cruel? I didn’t-“

He suddenly paused, as if trying to compose himself before he started talking again. Adam heard him suck in a breath before releasing it again; the hand that was in his never loosening.

“I knew he liked hurting him, but I had no idea about the photos he took of him when he did. Some of them look like they were taken recently. Like… a-week-before-I-picked-him-up recent. What am I supposed to tell him when we get home? ‘Hey, there’s a box in the back of my car with a heap of vulnerable photos of you in it’?”

“We’ll figure that out. Carlos isn’t expecting us home for another hour, so how about we buy some food and sit by the water for a while? Might help you to clear your head a bit before we head back.”

After a long pause, Adam felt Ryker lean his head on his shoulder and wordlessly nod; huffing slightly under his breath. “Do you feel like ice cream?”

Adam snorted. “Sure.”

-

Carlos was curled up on the couch with the animals when the humans finally arrived home almost an hour later.

“Good afternoon!” he chirped, a lazy smile on his face as he waved at them from under the quilt that was usually draped over the side of the couch. He made a brief attempt to crawl out from underneath the pets but the weight of them kept him grounded, so he was forced to greet them from afar. “Did you have a good time?”

“We most certainly did,” Adam answered on his way to the kitchen. “Ryker got a heap of new things for you both to use.”

The vampire immediately lit up and turned his attention back to Ryker, who offered a smile of his own the moment he saw that he was looking at him. “Really? Like what?”

“Do you remember when I showed you all the stress toys I have in my cupboard? Well, I found a new place that’s opened up that sells them, so I may have gone and bought a heap of stuff. Including this necklace,” he said as he reached into the bag. As soon as he handed it to him, Carlos took it and smiled; commenting on how pretty it is.

“You think so? Well, then it’s both aesthetically pleasing and useful. We got it for you to chew on. Thought it might help stop you from chewing on your sleeves so much.”

Carlos tilted his head. “Does it work?”

“Sure! Lots of people use them, especially those with anxiety. You don’t have to use it like that if you don’t want to, but we saw it and thought it might help you.”

Much to Ryker’s delight, Carlos seemed to love it. He slipped it around his neck and tucked it inside his shirt, admitting that he wanted to keep it clean while he cuddled with the animals. The rest of the toys were tucked safely away inside the cupboard that held all Ryker’s other things until he was able to find a communal area to put them in.

“So…”

Ryker jumped the moment he heard Adam’s voice from the bedroom door. He sat up a little and glanced over at him, just to see him leaning against the doorframe with a hand on his hip.

“You gonna talk to him about those photos?”

“No.”

Adam raised an eyebrow. “Why not?”

Slumping back against the headboard once more, Ryker pulled his favourite pillow close to his chest and continued to squeeze the pink stress ball in his hand. Though he tried his damn hardest not to let it show, he felt sick. Through all the years that he’d been alive, he’d never known that his father had evidence of the things he’d done. The implications of several photos within that pile weren’t lost on him either. He knew Carlos had been assaulted a lot over the years, both physically and sexually, but he hadn’t realised his own father had contributed to that.

“He doesn’t need to know about those photos,” the human muttered. “Not yet.”

“I think he does need to know-“

“Not yet,” he insisted, firmer this time. “I will tell him when I feel it’s right, but not right now. That fucker has hurt him enough.”

Adam was uncomfortably tentative as he sat down beside him on the bed and let one of his hands come to rest on his thigh. “How would you feel if someone did that to you?” he asked quietly. He no doubt felt Ryker stiffen irritably beside him the moment he asked. That was enough of an answer. “I know you’re doing your best, my love, but this – no matter how hard the conversation may be – is something he deserves to know.”

He was right. Deep down, Ryker knew he was right, though he hated to admit it. The idea of ruining the streak of good days Carlos had been having lately saddened him immensely.

But he was right.

“…I’ll talk to him tomorrow.”

Adam pressed his forehead into Ryker’s shoulder and squeezed his thigh. “Thank you. I’m proud of you.”

Ryker merely grunted in response.

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[rcdiostcrs]

gamecn​:

“Yeah, I can get right on that and really?” It took all of Ryker’s self control to not let his eyes go as wide as silver dollar pancakes at the offer. “But thank you very much once again. I can guarantee that you won’t regret this,” he rattled off as he removed his wallet from his jacket pocket. “I’ll pay a bit now then go grab that danish and hand over the rest when I come back if that sounds good to you?”

ignoring the dialect drilled into him since birth, he said: “yep. these guys make the best breakfast. on the second, is it the kitchen’s fault or am i just a bad cook?” forest chuckled at his own ineptitude with cooking. a side effect of being raised royal. “and yes really. why would I lie about a discount?” he hummed, grabbing his blazer for a second layer. “that works for me. let's head out.”

[newbornwhumperfly]

whump aesthetics: dollar & ryker (a commission by @oswaldinator3000 for her excellent series - mongrels, the both of you <3)

[just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi]

I wanna stick Dollar in The Machine. I wanna do it so bad. I imagine them coming out a complete wreck and Ryker being completely horrified.

@oswaldinator3000

Ughhhhhhhhhh it would be bad. The Mechanic would definitely put them in the upgraded machine. For a while.

I feel like Dollar would just entirely go inside their own head. Like Tool came out a different person, but I think Dollar would just be so so so deeply stuck inside themself for survival.

Ryker seeing them for the first time would be heartbreaking. They’d just be like a robot - even more emotionless and locked up. They’re be such a shell. :(

Also doit