#Hey guys. I'm still here.. Just a lot of things have happened that screwed up my life for a bit..

[vincentmatthews]

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I crave a good fluffy fic with wolverine, his wife is a badass and when someone threatens him she loses her shit and kicks their ass🫡 with so much disrespect.

hey baby, I'm so sorry for taking so long! I hope you enjoy what I did, it's a bit more violent than you probably wanted.

summary - a dumb 'bad guy' lures you and your husband out, things take an escalated turn when he threatens your husband.

warning - SUPER violent, like extreme level probably, swearing, mentions of sex, dude talks of touching what's his but nothing triggering, dick and balls suffer rip.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

You couldn’t believe this guy, he was really threatening your husband right in front of you. Thinking he was all tough because he could throw fire or some shit? You didn’t know what he could do, except talk a lot of shit. That was probably his power. What was his name again? Captain Talks Shit? Shits A lot? Little Fucker? Who cares, all you care about right now is that he’s threatening your man. 

You walk out of the shadows, having heard enough because honestly. Why do the bad guys always talk for so long? Have none of them realised or picked up from past bad guys mistakes? It was tiring and a waste of your time because you and Logan could’ve been gone by now, screwing each other silly, probably somewhere extremely risky. But, noooo. You had to listen to this jackass.

“Listen, dick licker. If you don’t stop threatening my fucking husband. I’m going to rip your arm off and beat you with it.” You growl, moving to stand in front of Logan. (Sure, he would have protected himself and it may look weak to the other guy that a woman is standing in front of an extremely large man, in more ways than one, wink wink. But you happen to know that this turns your husband on and who are you to deny him his fantasies?)

“Is that a threat?” Captain Dipshit sneers.

“Did it sound like a fucking compliment, Princess?” You watch as he eyes you, sizing you up and in his mind he’s probably thinking ‘yeah, I can take this chick.’ You hope his ego deflates before you kill him.

“Listen, Babe. This is between us men, now why don’t you run along and go make us a sandwich or something. Maybe put on some cute lingerie and wait for me in the bedroom ‘cause once I’m done with your husband here. You’ll be creamin’ around me.”

Logan shakes his head, stepping way back. He remembered when he accidentally said something similar and he was in a coma for a whole month, not even his fast healing could help him. 

It was like a switch turning on, the beast that lived within you had been released from its cage and not even God could save this man now. You stalked towards him, he still smirked thinking he was safe. You jump, wrapping your legs around his neck and twisting, bringing him down using a move your good friend Natasha had taught you. You move swiftly while he is down, sending a harsh kick to his face, hearing the satisfying crack of his nose and possibly jaw breaking. You grab him by his hair and lift him, a large grin covering your face as you bring him eye level with you. 

“You wanna repeat that, Princess?” You bring him closer, whispering in his ear. “How bout you go make me a sandwich, put on a cute set and I’ll bash your dick in with a baseball bat. How do ya like the sound of that? Cause I love it.” 

He struggles within your grip, trying to swing at you but with your other hand that isn’t gripping his hair. You snap his arms, relishing in the sound of bones breaking. His screams echo the warehouse, dumbarse had lured us in here without a backup plan or backup. 

You let go of your grip on his hair, immediately switching to gripping his throat instead. “You don’t like my plan, Princess? Rethinking the whole thing? Cause ya already pissed me off by threatening the man I love, but then you had the balls to say THAT? Tell me, Princess. Just between us girls. Did mummy not give you any hugs as a kid? Cause how did you think this was gonna go? You could’ve ‘killed’ the Wolverine, but he wouldn’t have stayed dead. No. But if he heard you touching me, touching what’s HIS. He would’ve torn you to shreds, but slowly. Very slowly. It’s what makes me love him.” You pat the man’s cheek, grinning as he winces. 

“How bout an apology and I won’t kill you.”

“F–fuck you.” He spits at you, SPITS. Not even clear fucking spit, this shit has blood in it. You lift your hand, wiping the spit with the back of it and then onto his clothes. 

Your face screwed up. “Well, that was stupid.” With quick movements, you throw him, watching him crash into a wall so hard that it leaves a dent. Your hand reaches out and a bat flies into it. “You’re not wearing that cute set and I don’t have a sandwich, but this will do.” He tries to shuffle away, his eyes wide. You stalk toward him and swing, smashing his dick and balls with one hit. Think Superman merged with Hulk strength, how do you think his twig and berries did?

A scream rips out of his mouth before his eyes roll back and he falls backwards. You frown and poke him with your bat. “Hey mista, you dead?” You look at Logan, “Bitch passed out.” He shakes his head at the pout on your lips. 

He walks over and places a kiss on your head, “C’mon, let’s go home now or better yet. You ready to do something real risky, Sweets.” Your eyes light up.

“Do you mean…?!”

Logan nods, smirking. “I’ll finally let you fuck me while I drive.” Your squeals escape as you jump into his arms, smothering his face with kisses.

“OH THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! You’re the best husband a woman could ask for!” And with that, Logan carries you out as you stare at him dreamily.

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Happy birthday Dean Winchester! Here's a quick one-shot I whipped up to celebrate.

This also fulfils the 'Plus Size' square of my @spnaubingo 2023 bingo card, even though it's 2024... I'm late, I know, but I still want to do some more of it!

Pairing: Dean Winchester x plus sized!reader

Words: 1.6k

Warnings: Couple of crap comments from a random, some not-great self-esteem and a drunk character, but nothing particularly bad.

Synopsis: A man you're interviewing makes some crap comments about your body, and Dean doesn't help. Can he make it up to you?

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“Which one’s the father?” The sleazy guy joked. My stomach dropped.

“Excuse me?!”

“Oh, it’s alright love, I know the real father’s probably suffering somewhere alone while you’re off gallivanting with your workmates. I’m surprised he lets you out, really.”

The urge to punch the witness we were interviewing was overwhelming. Rather than ruin the case, I turned on my heel and marched out.

Fuck that guy. I’m not pregnant and I’m not screwing either of the Winchesters.

I heard Dean’s FBI agent tone of voice as he started speaking behind me. Great to see they were all just moving on with their lives, I thought sarcastically.

---

📱 Where are you? We’re going to the next witness’s house

A text came in from Dean. I read it but didn’t reply.

📱 You ok?

I sighed. Finally, he asks.

📱 Fine. I’ll catch up with you later

I replied. He sent me a thumbs up, I rolled my eyes.

I kicked at the ground and started the walk back into town. Sam and Dean would probably try and make me feel better, but I knew that wasn’t happening. I looked down at my soft, flabby belly that I’d tried multiple times to lose.

I walked.

---

I felt a bit absurd, getting tipsy this early. It wasn’t that I felt like I had to drink to get over the comment. It was just  that I’d gotten back to the motel room and was feeling a bit morose, and there was nothing to do. I’d tapped out of the case and I was bored. I went for another wander and this stupid town had nothing in it but a pub, and so somehow I’d ended up here, starting drinking a lot earlier than normal.

And now I looked like I was drinking my feelings, when I wasn’t.

 Not that there was anyone looking at me anyway.

Well, except in disgust. Who knew how many more people in here thought I was pregnant too. Probably thought I was harming an unborn baby, right now.

Fuck them.

---

“You know there’s still a monster on the loose?” Dean said gruffly, a frown on his face. I guess it’d been easy to find me given how few things there were in this town.

“You struggling without me?” I didn’t think I was slurring too much, but his expression did not improve when I started talking.

“How you going to fight one off like this?” he gestured to me.

“You think a few drinks are why I’m fat?” I said sarcastically.

“I’m not calling you fat, I’m calling you drunk.”

“Right,” I said with an eyeroll.

“Come on, get in the car,” he said, trying to tug my arm.

“Fuck off Dean! I can drink if I want to. There’s nothing else to do in this shithole, anyway.”

He dropped my arm and stomped off to the bar.

I turned back to my drink. Sam came and sat opposite me. You can’t escape the bloody Winchesters.

“Hey, you ok?” he asked with his puppy dog eyes.

“I’m fine. I had a free afternoon, I came to get a drink. Is that fucking crime now?”

“I meant about what happened with the guy. You seemed pretty upset.”

“Surprised you could see that, you were both so busy being silent.”

“Didn’t you hear Dean?”

“How could I hear Dean when he wasn’t saying anything?”

“No, he laid right into the guy.”

“You don’t have to lie to make me feel better. I heard Dean get right back into his FBI voice as I walked off.”

“Yeah, he was still in character at first, told the guy that he needed to speak respectfully to Agents. And then when the guy was still a douche he got a bit more Dean and threatened to punch his lights out if he didn’t shut up about you.”

I laughed into my drink. I was sure Sam was embellishing, there was just no way Dean would care that much about someone being mean to me.

Speak of the devil, Dean appeared again, tumbler of whiskey in one hand and a glass of water in the other. He put the water in front of me.

“Thanks, but I don’t accept drinks from strangers,” I said sarcastically.

“I’m not having you hung over tomorrow and being a liability to the case, drink the water.”

“I don’t remember electing you.”

“Jesus, you’re even more belligerent when drunk. Just drink the water and stop moping.”

“I’m not moping!”

“The guy was an asshole, no one thinks you look pregnant. But you can’t just drink yourself blotto and get yourself killed every time someone says something mean to you.”

I stood up, grabbed the glass of water and upended it all over Dean’s face. Then I marched out the door.

The effect was a little ruined by my drunken stagger, though.

---

Sam caught my arm as I got outside. “Come on, I’ll drive you home.”

“I walked myself here, I can walk myself home!”

“I’m pretty sure you were walking in a straight line when you got here though. Come on.”

I let him tug me to the Impala. He must’ve grabbed the keys off Dean before chasing after me.

“He’s just worried about you,” he said gently as we were exiting the carpark. “Doesn’t want you getting hurt.”

“That does not give him a free pass to behave like that.”

---

Dean stood over me, a glass of water and a couple of painkillers in his hands. “Morning, sunshine. Need some relief?”

I gratefully reached out. Man, I did not normally drink that much.

“What time is it?”

 “Time to work the case.”

I groaned, “Can’t you do it without me?”

“No, come on, back on the horse.”

“It’s not the horse that’s the problem, it’s the dog that bit me.”

“I did tell you to drink water,” he said smugly.

“Fuck off!” I threw my pillow at him. He easily deflected but wisely left me alone after that.

I groaned and got off the couch I’d been sleeping on, slumping to the bathroom. The boys were sitting around the tiny table, already dressed and looking at their laptops.

Sam was gone when I came out, freshly showered, dressed and feeling slightly more human. I looked at Dean with a clear question on my face.

“He’s gone for coffee, thought you could use some.”

“Thanks.”

“I, uh,” Dean continued, more hesitantly, “I owe you an apology.”

I crossed my arms across my chest. An apology from Dean was a rare thing, but I was wary it was going to end up being a backhanded insult instead. I often felt like I needed to protect my heart from being hurt by him.

“I was worried about you getting hurt when I saw you were drunk. But I just tried to solve the problem, I didn’t actually talk to you, and I,” he paused, biting his lip, “I shouldn’t do that.”

“Nice to see I’m just a problem,” I replied sarcastically. I wasn’t sure why he was riling me so much, but I still felt so hurt and angry.

He stood up and came over to me. “You’re not a problem,” he said quietly, trying to look into my eyes. I ducked my head away from the intensity of his look. “And I am sorry that asshat upset you.”

“I didn’t get drunk just because some guy called me pregnant, you know.” I could hear how defensive I sounded, despite my best efforts not to.

“It’s a shitty thing he did anyway. You’re beautiful.”

I laughed mirthlessly.

“Don’t do that,” he said quietly. “Don’t put yourself down all the time.”

“Dean, your idea of beautiful is tall, thin, busty and great hair.”

“That’s not true.”

“Well, they’re all thin at least.”

“Who are ‘they’?”

“The women you sleep with, the women you hit on.”

“I can think of many women I’ve hit on who aren’t ‘thin’, it doesn’t matter to me.”

“Suuuure,” I said with an eye roll.

“But I haven’t hit on many women lately, been distracted by one in particular.”

“Let me guess, beautiful?”

“Absolutely.”

“My point exactly. It’s ok Dean, you don’t have to ma-” Dean’s fingers found my chin, nudging it up so I would like at him.

“You’re beautiful,” he said, looking deep into my eyes. “I’m sorry I haven’t made you feel it.”

I stared at him, mouth agape. Absolutely stunned into silence.

“And I’m sorry again that I was a bit of a dick yesterday.”

His face came even closer, watching my reactions.

“You’re my weak spot,” he whispered.

“No, I’m not.” I put my hands on his chest, “Dean, this isn’t funny, don’t tease me.”

He dropped his hand from my chin, looking hesitant. “Sweetheart, I’m putting my heart on the line here, I’m not teasing.”

My hands slackened.

He edged a tiny bit forward.

His tongue darted out and back in. I couldn’t stop staring at his lips.

Was this even real?

How was this happening?

His hand came up to cup my cheek.

I leant forward.

The world suddenly sped up again. Dean moved in, closing the gap between us and bringing his lips to mine. I lost myself in the tenderness of his touch, the softness of his lips, the  exploration of his tongue and mine.

A sudden noise made us pull apart. Sam was standing in the doorway, cardboard holder with coffees in one hand and the other on his hip.

“I’m happy for you guys and all, but we still have a case to work. You can pick this up later.”

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[midnight1nk]

So, this week's episode...

[Spoilers below cut]

save me SMG4 episode save me

(the following is my live reaction:)

moo-stache moo-stache moo-stache

why do I feel like Pedro's going to be here?

"bruh Pedro was just a one-time thing." they literally killed off Mickey, ANYTHING can happen

KAIZO YOU'RE BACK HI

OMG please tell me someone from the Team saw this fan animation and put it in the episode as a nod to the animator, that would be awesome!!!

btw great fan animation, go check it out if you haven't [link]

YAYYYY, c'mon Mario you gotta spend time with your brother :)

also I need to find a playthrough of this game while I work

whoops my hand slipped [*makes 4 say "I should've chosen the USB over you, 3"*] :)

Hey Shroomy :D ....oh *western spaghetti flashbacks*

like seriously, I can't hear that audio the same way again

helicopter helicopter (copter)

oh hey swag *he fades away* NOOOOOO

well, digging did (mostly, sorta) help the last episode

OMG HI HI HI MY SILLIES

Three, why are you here if you think it's stupid? unless... 🫵 🏳️‍🌈⁉️

it's giving "I'm only here to support my boyfriend's interests", like I'm starting to believe that they truly are dating behind the scenes

they're on a date, your honor 💙💜

and there they go bickering again smh /affectionate

I'd like to think that ever since Four drives a forklift, that's just his method of transportation. screw the car, we're taking this baby out for a spin :)

Mario, you need to be ✨forklift certified✨

sorry, just Three's gayass poses give me life

actually yeah why is the line not moving?

the boys :)

also that walk animation tho

HOW LONG IS THIS LINE?!

also c'mon Three, show us your dance moves :D

oooooh that editing i love that

THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING

now that they've mentioned it, why are there so many conventions happening at the same time? hmmmmm *game theory theme starts playing*

SMG3: "Maybe they're lining up to go to your mom's house. That line's usually pretty long." DAYUM THREE

"the line doesn't end" ayo wtf????

shroomy, you've eaten mushrooms before and you had no problem with that

....it really is the end of the world huh

ONE WEEK LATER?!?!?!?

"there is no end" "the end will come" me, sitting in the corner: hmmmmmmmmm

whelp, it's confirmed, I kin Four now

Three's not going coo co crazy, he's just vibin' :)

THIS IS WARRRRRR

this whole fighting scene omg it's SO good!

....WOTFI? ok no :P

AWWW THAT WAS ACTUALLY SWEET DUDE

CAN WE PLEASE GET A HUG? FOR ME SPECIFICALLY?

.... yeah uh Boopkins, you're going to have to explain what the hell you mean by that

not that it's surprising, we've been through a lot. just another Tuesday (or Saturday in this case)

MY HEART CAN'T TAKE ALL THIS FLUFF

HUG HUG HUG

THAT'S MY BOYS

RAVE PARTY [*dances*]

....sonic, is that you? sorry, my mind is still in the sonadow generations phase so I can't unsee them

:O wait, Boopkins, what did you mean by that?

MARTY?!?!? WTF

SMG4: "Don't worry, Mario. There's one way we can fix this." Beat the shit out of him...? YEAH I KNEW IT HAHA

*explodes*

and congrats to samgagmincho for your art featured at the end credits 🎉

.・-: ✧ :--: ✧ :-・.

This was a fun episode, I loved it!! Seeing my boys is always a plus and I appreciate the return of some side characters. With how the world is right now, I really needed this episode. So, thanks Team, for keeping my spirits up.

I just enjoyed watching my silly little guys doing silly little adventures. Traffic is a nightmare so I don't blame Mario in the slightest. Anyway, 3 and 4, how was your date? /silly

Can we just talk about the animation? It was so good!!! You really see the quality they put in, especially in that fighting scene. I didn't expect MARTY of all people to be the cause of all this. I honestly thought it was going to be a gag of something harmless just being in the middle of the road for no reason (like a turtle or smth) and the Crew being like "ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!" but NOPE, Marty was here and apparently A SORCERER?! I really shouldn't be surprised, what am I talking about here. And ofc the OG duo immediately beating the shit out of him is so fucking funny to me. He didn't die (I know that), but he's definitely going to be more relevant in the future.

...puzzlevision 2? ok I'm sorry

SMG4 show and jokes aside, I hope you all are ok. No matter what happens, we'll stick together. Don't give them the satisfaction that they want. You aren't alone, and we'll keep on fighting.

Going to be a Sonic fan here, Sonic 06 is famously known to be... augh. But there is a good moment with Shadow that I think is relevant now:

Mephiles (the villain of the game): "It's futile. The world will betray you. Why fight at all? Why risk your life for those who will persecute you later?" Shadow: "If the world chooses to become my enemy, I will fight like I always have."

Take care, my dear fellows, and I'll see you all in my next post!! Hmmm, there is "no end" [*game theory intro plays*]

[snowdropluck204]

How They React To Their SO Getting Stalked

PART 1

Sero Hanta

I feel like Sero would be the person to immediately comfort you, screw the person following you for right now! His baby is upset and he needs to take care of you!

~ Sero was out with the guys, they were hanging out at the mall after school, he got kind of sad sometimes knowing that you didn't go to UA, but he also knew that being a hero was dangerous and he didn't want you to get hurt. ~ He and his friends were laughing and messing around, when he got a call, looking at the screen, he saw My Love was calling him, he gave a bright grin to his phone, answering promptly. ~ "Hey darlin'! What's up with my angel today?" He asked cheerfully. ~ "Hanta..." You were whispering, sounding close to tears, the smile left Sero's face in less than a second. ~ "What's going on angel?" His voice was hard and tense, causing his friends to look up at him, the smiles leaving their faces too. ~ "Someone's following me, I just needed to hear you, I'm freaking out right now!" You were still whispering, but he could hear just how frightened you were. Could hear your walking speed up. ~ "Okay honey, take it easy, are you nearly home, turn on your location and I will be there, I promise." ~ He lived up to that promise, he met you just as you were walking up the street near your home, he saw a guy wearing dark clothing following fairly closely behind you, using his quirk, he wrapped the guy up in tape and called the police. ~ You looked up at him, surprised and grateful that he was there. You ran to him, jumping into his arms and attaching yourself to him like a koala. ~ "I'm so glad you're here," You whispered in his ear, trying your hardest to hold back a river of stressed tears. ~ Sero held you close to him, running a hand up and down your back, "I'm here angel, everything's gonna be okay," He kept his voice down and took you inside and up to your room. ~ Making sure you were comfortable and cosy in a mountain of blankets and cushions, he then went to different rooms of the house and collected what he though you could use. ~ "Alright gorgeous! I have some snacks, a hot water bottle, some of your favourite movies and this!" Sero told you, leaving a trail of things on your bed. In his hand, he held a warm face cloth that he brought to your red, tear stained face. ~ "My poor angel, I know today was scary, but I'm always going to keep you safe."

Shinso Hitoshi

Shinso wouldn't take any chances in a situation where you had been stalked. He would be attached to your hip at all times, to the point where it was annoying to every other person involved.

~ About a month ago, you and Hitoshi were going through some hard times, everything between the two of you was great! But unfortunately something bad happened to you. ~ Someone from school had begun following you, from school to home, to work and when you went out with friends. Then there were pictures and threatening, creepy messages, not only to you, but to Hitoshi and your parents! ~ Eventually, the stalker was caught but a lot of damage had already been done, your family was forced to move and you didn't want to be alone at any point. ~ Honestly, the dorm programme came at a perfect time, your parents jumped at the opportunity to move you into the dorms, protected by pro heroes and in the safe hands of your boyfriend (your parents loved him). ~ Hitoshi trusted you more than anybody and he knew you would be a fantastic hero, but he wanted to take care of you in what can only be described as a vulnerable situation that only you, him and your family knew about. ~ So after that incident, Hitoshi was with you at all times. Which was originally fine, until it got in the way of classes. You couldn't leave him for battle training, the two of you had joined your desks together and had to be touching at all times. Your boyfriend was either holding your hand, or playing with your hair, had a hand on your knee or your back. ~ Aizawa had had enough, this was in the way of the two of you learning and eventually, if it continued, could tank your careers! ~ "Shinso." Aizawa called, separating the two of you, keeping him behind after class. ~ Hitoshi looked back at you, leaving you with a kiss on the cheek, "Stay in the hall, I'll be right there." ~ Turning back to his mentor, he watched the tired man sigh. Hitoshi was getting nervous, tapping his feet, scratching his neck and running his hand through his hair, he needed to be with you. ~ "Shinso, you need to be less codependent with (l/n), it's becoming tedious." Aizawa began. ~ Shinso snapped. ~ "Tedious? Tedious!? My partner was stalked for over two months! Their life was uprooted, they felt scared and unsafe every time they left the house and trying to protect them is tedious to you!? I'm terribly sorry teach!" His voice was rife with sarcasm. ~ Aizawa was shocked. He didn't know something so awful had happened to one of his students, or that it was affecting the life of his protegee... He felt guilty, angry and... Useless. ~ Aizawa didn't really know how to apologise, so he simply placed a (hopefully) reassuring hand on the boy's shoulder, guiding him to the door of the classroom, where you were stood patiently, but were so obviously nervous. ~ He couldn't believe he hadn't noticed, that the massive change in one of his best student's behaviour had gone under his nose. ~ You were stood against the wall, eyes flitting constantly, monitoring the hall for any kind of danger, you were nervously wringing your hands and playing with your fingers, you seemed to almost be in tears. ~ "Go and help them, I'll keep an eye out for anything suspicious and extra security will be placed around the dorm." Aizawa spoke quietly, not wanting you to realise he knew, he was under the impression that, if you wanted him to know, you would have spoken to him about it. ~ Hitoshi looked at his mentor, grateful that now he could at least sleep soundly knowing his partner had more security. ~ Once he left the room, you were on him instantly, hand around his and an arm around his waist, both of which he reciprocated. ~ He whispered in your ear that everything would be okay. ~ "I'll never let you get hurt, you believe that, right?" ~ You nodded, of course you did.

Tokoyami Fumikage

Tokoyami would be a slightly different situation, he knew you could handle yourself and you did, but the idea of it happening again made him terrified, so he went overboard with his security measures and actually winds up annoying you (in a sweet way?).

~ You loved your boyfriend and Dark Shadow, but this was getting ridiculous! ~ You were a very logical person, so when you began getting creepy messages and pictures of yourself at times when you weren't aware you were being photographed, yes, you were scared, but you were also determined to be strong and fix it. ~ Obviously you told Fumikage that the stalking was happening, he was the first person you'd told, but you asked him not to go to anyone, that you had a strong feeling you knew who it was and how to handle it. ~ He had reluctantly agreed. ~ Dark Shadow was adamant that you needed help! He was begging Fumikage to check on you, help you, keep you out of sight and away from anyone who wanted to hurt you, or worse. ~ But he was your boyfriend, he trusted you, the way he wanted you to continue trusting him! If he took over and ignored what you'd asked of him, he was worried he would lose that trust. So he left you to it. ~ Less than a week later, police were outside the school, arresting a student who had admitted to sending you threatening messages, as well as other people in the school. ~ You were so smart, you followed the text messages, hacking and just being a genius and finding whose phone sent them. ~ You involved the police and Principal Nezu, who quickly looked over your evidence and made the correct assumption, calling the police and having the guy arrested. ~ You felt a lot safer now and were considered a bit of a saviour for the other students the boy was frightening, but Fumikage couldn't get it out of his mind that something similar could happen again. ~ Without you knowing, he placed tiny cameras outside your dorm room window and in the hallway (obviously he wasn't going to put cameras in your room, cause creepy), he wanted to make sure you were alright. ~ But you weren't stupid, as he now realised when you burst into his dorm room, holding his devices. "What the hell is this!?" You shouted. ~ Fumikage went silent, shocked that you'd even seen the cameras, he tried to explain but just released sputtered apologies. ~ "I-I just wanted to m-make sure you were safe!" ~ You looked shocked now, looking at your boyfriend who was now looking down at the floor, Dark Shadow curled up on the bed behind him, looking forlorn. ~ "Someone was following you and I didn't know, you're the most important person in the world to me, if something happened to you again and I could have stopped it, I would never forgive myself." ~ Looking calmer and sympathetic for the poor boy, you sat next to him on the bed, cupping his face and tilting his head to look at you. ~ "I know this was hard for you, but I'm safe and I can handle myself, you know that. But I know for a fact, you would never let anything happen to me, if you think this was a dangerous situation, then you feel free to take all the crazy security measures you need to. But I'm fine." ~ Your voice was practically a whisper, as you leaned in and left a soft kiss on Fumikage's feathered cheek. Then on Dark Shadow's, because he got jealous.

Shigaraki Tomura

This one seems pretty obvious, Shiggy would go nuts! Screw All Might and the plan, he had a new target to deal with, someone hurt his darling and there is no way in hell he was going to let them get away with it!

~ When Tomura got back to the bar, he was expecting the usual greeting, he had his gloves on already, preparing to be jumped on by his beautiful little love, but as he entered through the door, you weren't there. ~ He searched through the building, almost ready to tear off his gloves and disintegrate walls on the slight chance you were inside of one! ~ But then he heard you sniffling, he knew it was you, you cried that way when you were reading or watching one of your favourite shows, it was coming from Toga's room. ~ Bursting through the door, he saw you, being cradled by Toga and Dabi, he would have been upset that Dabi was anywhere near you, but he was more focused on the fact that you were crying hysterically. ~ Trying to get close to you, he stood on one of the many pictures he hadn't realised were strewn across the floor, they were of you. ~ Of you at work. Of you at the store. Of you out to dinner with your parents. That dinner had happened two nights ago. ~ "Where did these come from?" He asked, voice slightly raspy after his assault on the building. ~ Toga was the one who responded, for once, her crazed smile was missing, replaced with a scared frown. "Someone slid it under her apartment door, with this." She handed Tomura an envelope that had writing on it. ~ 'YoUr'E MinE' ~ The writing was scrawled and messy, the person who sent this, who took the pictures was obviously deranged. ~ You were being stalked. ~ Rage filled Tomura, who dared to come close to you, to believe you were theirs!? Hell no! You were his! His darling! ~ But he pushed the anger down so he could look after you. ~ Once you realised he had come home, you reached out for him, desperate to feel close to him, to feel safe. ~ He scooped you up, sitting next to the other League members as he cradled you in his lap. ~ "My poor baby," He whispered, leaving kisses on the crown of your head as you buried your head in his shirt. ~ "Kurogiri, you know what to do." ~ He did know what to do, he was under the command to follow you around, keeping you safe and find the stalker. ~ Tomura would have the joy of taking care of them...

[mamirhodessxox]

Hey There Delilah (Part 8)

Cody Rhodes x Fem OC!Reader

(Delilah Jones)

Storyline: Delilah was born and raised by the beach in L.A and grew up in a home where her parents expected her to go to Harvard & become a well known woman who marry’s a man who is a lawyer after high school. But that’s not what she wanted, She always wanted to own a boutique/flower shop & she did, once her parents discovered she wouldn’t attend college they left her to fend for herself but allowed her little sister Kinsley to visit or sleep over whenever, Her little sister always had an eye for WWE but Delilah never understood why but little did either of them know one of Delilah’s customers would become well acquainted. (Creds to @alyyaanna for helping me w the storyline)

Contents: Toxic parents, Angst, Fluff, Smut in later chapters, Based in May 2023, Alcohol, Violence, Corruption Kink, Size Kink, Daddy Kink, Crying Kink, Hand Kink, Praise Kink, Soft Sex.

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It was finally the end of summer, most of autumn was a breeze for everyone, Randy was still having issues with deciphering his emotions towards Mira in which that developed a drift between the pair causing Mira to get into a situation-ship with one of his fellow wrestlers Logan Paul, He was kind to her in general but he also wasn’t Randy. Kinsley was just settling into the apartment Lilah lived in & got used to the privacy & care she wasn’t used to receiving, Randy was still being difficult with communicating his emotions & became irritated Mira wouldn’t wait around but he also refused to fess up about the emotions he told Cody about.

Meanwhile Delilah was internally overwhelmed and overstimulated, A lot was happening in her life, she was engaged to Cody which she was more than happy to be, she was running a store that got more attention merely because Cody’s presence would be there, while planning a wedding with him at the same time. She also had to prepare for Kinsley’s first day back at school which was this morning. Delilah & Kinsley spent the night at Cody’s after going back to school shopping for the necessities.

Kinsley was upstairs getting her uniform on while Cody & Delilah paced past each other in the kitchen taking turns on 2 other things like Breakfast & packing Kinsleys lunch. At some point after switching counter to counter the two knocked into each other and Lilah held her head laughing a little bit along with her Fiancé who kissed her cheek “Your as fast as a mouse y’know that? You just scamper around the kitchen, I don’t think I can keep up sweetheart.” He teased before pushing Kinsleys lunch box into her backpack just as she came downstairs “Hey! You excited for your first day of school?” He questioned as she shrugged giving him & Lilah a good-morning hug “It’s the same boring school so not really.” Cody awkwardly smiled up at Delilah and nodded “Well aren’t you just a little shiny ol’ ball of joy.” He teased.

Delilah smiled and gave her a breakfast sandwich “Here you go Kins, I taught Cody how to make it just the way you like it.” her little sister smiled thanking them before eating her breakfast while Cody quickly put her hair into a braided bun which left Delilah a little curious on how he knew how to do such a thing until she realized last night after putting Kinsley to bed he was on youtube studying something that he thought was important “You learned that from youtube huh?” He looked over smiling “You can’t possibly think I was gonna let her go to school without some classy looking hair right?” She shrugged while letting him do his thing “All done. We should head out now before her attendance is already screwed.” Delilah had nodded in agreement while everyone hustled into the car & drove off to drop Kinsley off. Once they got to the school Cody noticed 2 familiar faces that he knows shouldn’t be there without his or Delilah’s permission “You’re kidding me.” Kinsley mumbled under her breath before Delilah had her wait in the car while Getting out & approaching her parents.

“You’re insufferable, really, You’re the most irritating people ever and a pain in the rear.” She told them while adjusting her pencil skirt while her heels clapped against the concrete when she started approaching them “Is that seriously what You’re wearing to a school Delilah? I thought I raised you better,” her mother commented on her choice of clothing which was a simple women’s White Button up with a black pencil skirt & High heels. Pretty appropriate if I do say so myself. “It’s literally business casual clothing you’re acting like I came to school in a damn romper.” Cody watched from the car rubbing his forehead sighing “It’s to tight on yo-“ she rolled her eyes & stood with her hands ontop of her hips letting no out a slight laugh about how stupid this entire situation is “I don’t know why I’m even entertaining this conversation right now. You guy’s aren’t supposed to be here or near Kinsley without my permission you know this. So turn around go into your car and leave. She doesn’t want to see you, that’s why I’m out here.” She got stern before her father caved in and turned around walking off while Cody quickly got out with Kinsley & walked her up towards the front crouching to her level “I’ll be at this exact spot to pick you up after school alright?” The little girl nodded before hugging him tightly along with her older sister.

After she made her way into the school Cody & Delilah got back in the car to go somewhere else for the day, He tapped his hand against her thigh to certain songs he liked or just did it because he felt like it and even ran his finger over the ring both of them picked out to solidify the engagement between them, He thought the ring they both picked suited her, But he also became curious on things like when she & Kinsley were going to move in. A lot of things ran through his mind but Delilah’s head was loud. She heard every single thought & worry that popped up all at once. Cody drove towards the store so Delilah could help Mira open it up and once that was finished Lilah went upstairs to her little apartment to change into more comfier clothes while Cody stood in the doorframe of her bedroom

“So, I’ve been thinking since we’re engaged and clearly getting married maybe we should start getting ready for you & Kinsley to move in? Not immediately but at some point before the year ends.” Lilah froze for a second and slowly became overwhelmed feeling as if things were moving far to fast for her own liking despite the fact that he was right, She was getting married to him soon & they needed to start moving in very soon. “Lilah?” He tried getting her attention but she was too zoned out before she nodded in a skippish way “I- Maybe- I haven’t really thought about it yet there’s just so much happening everything’s moving so fast!” She breathed out and brushed out her hair looking over at him “Delilah we need to start thinking about it.” She sighed nodding “I- I know! It’s just maybe we should just take things a little slow! Relax for a little bit!” She nervously suggested while he furrowed his brows, “Sweetheart we don’t necessarily have time for slow, we’re actively planning a wedding to get married soon you do understand that right?” Lilah nodded before lowering her head “I just feel a little overwhelmed and freaked! This is a really big step in life an-“

Cody sat next to her but she scooted away “I just need things to be At least a little slow paced so I can process.” He nodded in an understanding manner before she got up and rushed downstairs to handle things she needed to complete within the shop while Mira sat behind the register “How’s the Logan situation?” Lilah questioned while setting up a few bouquets that were ordered while Mira sighed sitting behind the register “I think he’s fun to mess around with, Randy’s being a pain in the ass still since August & now he’s pissed beca I’m in this weird situation with Logan but he won’t communicate his feelings sooo..” Lilah shrugged picking off a few thorns “It’s okay, Cody & I almost argued but it was dumb.” Mira’s ears perked up “Why’d you guy’s argue? You never argue.” Lilah turned around before wrapping up the flowers “Well it wasn’t necessarily an argument just a slight disagreement, he wants me & Kinsley to move in but I’m still just getting used to a lot of things like having Kinsley around full time, Planning a wedding & overall still overwhelmed over recent events, being engaged is exciting but overstimulating, just wanna take things slow y’know?.” Mira laughed “I get that, getting married is a big step in life, but I get his question, you do have to start considering moving in soon before you don’t have much time left.”

Delilah sighed nodding her head before leaning against the counter while Cody finally came downstairs & pressing a kiss on her temple & ran his hand down her back while Mira smiled a little bit before standing up “Lilah why don’t you & Cody go outside, walk around & I’ll take it from here alright?” Delilah looked over & nodded along with Cody before leaving the shop, it was silent for a little bit until Cody finally spoke up. “You know I don’t want to rush you right?” She looked up and nodded a little bit “I know.. I’m just really overwhelmed we just got Kinsley back & there’s school we need to worry about & A wedding to plan & I’m just worried my presence around you 24/7 in your home will be a burd-“ He shook his head in disagreement “Baby your already around me 24/7 if you were a burden which you aren’t I wouldn’t have randomly proposed to you completely unprepared, I want you to be around me 24/7 I want to be able to help you with Kinsley, I want to see your face every goddamn day for the rest of my existence on this planet Delilah.”

She smiled & held his face in her hands before pressing a kiss onto the tip of his nose “I love you.” He smiled back and pressed his lips against hers “I love you more Angel.” he pushed away any stray hairs before kissing the ring displayed on her finger “Your so beautiful.” She muttered out tracing her finger over any minute detail that was on his face, it was true, she thought he was one of the most beautiful men on earth, he really did live up to his “dashingness” even up to this day, everything about him was beautiful to her, His eyes, his nose, his lips, every. single. detail. She was madly in love with his flaws & beauty. He hummed kissing the palm of her free hand while chucking when she ran her finger down his nose “You hungry?” She shook her head “Not really no, just wanna do something.” Cody grinned and wrapped his arm around her waist before they kept walking around the pier “I know exactly what we could do.” Delilah raised an eyebrow before pinching his arm which made him laugh out “We should get Kinsley soon, it’s already 2:30” he pointed out while walking towards the parking lot that he usually put to his benefit, she nodded her head as her hands were intertwined with his before he stopped right at the door before grabbing her jaw very softly while giving her a kiss & lightly biting her bottom lip while his free hand gripped her hip before pulling away and holding the door open for her while she smiled in a flustered way & sat in the passenger seat while Cody got in and began driving to pick up Kinsley.

For the next few days when Cody & Lilah had free time they would lay in his bed doing a variety of things, showing each other something they found interesting or funny off of each others phone, have sex, Make out, Read a book together or nap & proceed to repeat that entire process every single day. Delilah knew Cody was her person, & Cody knew she was his person aswell, they fit together like a perfect puzzle piece, after a week since the minor disagreement between them Delilah finally moved in & organized her things, Cody helped Kinsley decorate her room & even pick out new things to put in there while Delilah would unpack her clothes and out them in a now shared closet with cody but in a way where one side consists of her belongings & the other his. Tonight was slightly special since they decided to gold a party to celebrate the engagement properly, Seth, Jey, Randy, Mira, Logan, Rhea, Becky were coming along. Delilah stayed in the kitchen making a few snacks before everyone got to the house while Cody stood in Kinsleys bedroom hanging some things up “See how refreshing it is to have a whole new vibe to your room now?” She smiled nodding before hugging him tightly “Thank you Cody, you’re the best.” He smiled and hugged her back until he heard commotion downstairs which was obviously Seth & Mira arriving, Seth went over to Delilah after not seeing her for awhile & hugged her “Congratulations you’re a more successful person at life than I am” he joked while Randy came in with liquor while Cody hustled downstairs kissing Lilah on the cheek & help set the table. Logan would stand in a corner with Mira while they talked with someone while Randy would stand across the house scoffing while Cody looked over “What’s up your ass?” Randy took a sip of beer he had in his hand “Mira is just being co-“ Delilah shook her head “Nobody in this house is being complicated Randy, You couldn’t confess your feelings to her and she didn’t feel like waiting for you, If you want her back go get her back. Stop standing against the wall and actually get her.” Lilah advised to Randy before turning into the kitchen to handle any stray appetizer dishes.

Delilah liked the Idea of having a happy ending to her fairytale, But her fairytale was far from over, she still had many things to accomplish, in-fact it was only the beginning of a new chapter in this fairytale of hers, especially now the two most important people in her life were no longer going to be in the picture for a very long time.

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[klonoadreams]

It's real parking lot hours cuz I just nyoomed through a bunch of paperwork, and I'm just thinking about the Ramshackle Dorm and how Yuu (ewe) got Rollo, Fellow, and Gidel in there.

Like timeline wise, I realized if I want these fuckheads having rundown ramshackle misadventures, I have to yeet Deuce's UM at him early on, which is easy enough. We got Book 3 for that cuz remember, Floof threw in her voice alongside the Ramshackle deed, so the boys plus Grim feel really, really bad about screwing things up for Floof. Especially since she's silent and they miss her voice.

Anyways, LET'S GO DEUCE ACCIDENTALLY UNIQUE MAGIC-ING HIS WAY, BUT HE'S STILL A WILD CARD ABOUT IT UNTIL BOOK 5!!

also why Azul could grab his UM for GloMas, which forget about Halloween esque, nah, it's shit that happens in the midst of the VDC. Like during those weeks training up to it.

Playful Land however, is free real estate and it's called post winter break shenanigans. Like how else do you explain wanting to play hooky after coming back from break. Anyways, you got that opening set up, practice momentarily like halted for GloMas, and then like a week later.

"WHO THE FUCK"

As Rollo shows up because Noble Bell gotta clean up his mess and also just yeet him over to Crowley cuz hey, it's easier to just cut their losses with Rollo and bounce. Anyways, he does, in fact, watch them practice and judges silently.

Then you got Fellow and Gidel dropping by randomly and Rollo just lets them cuz he's like "they look like they fit right on in here" and Floof doesn't even argue with that. While everyone else misses out on their new guests cuz Vil got them out of the dorm to recuperate Rollo's presence in that mess.

First night is spent with Floof bathing Fellow and Gidel, while Rollo just watches in awe over how Floof has control over the situation.

Come the passing days, the guys don't even know about Fellow and Gidel, since they've snuck in and are total cryptids about it. But then it's just one random night, where Vil thinks someone is sneaking a snack, AND IT'S JUST THESE TWO FUCKS RAIDING THE FRIDGE WHILE ROLLO WATCHES.

Vil obviously wants them out, cuz he's got beef with Fellow and Gidel. Like nah, Floof doesn't mind them, Crowley can't do a damn thing about them, and THAT'S why the hot water runs out so fast.

Ramshackle was barely able to support Floof, throw in multiple people and it's just struggling lmao.

All this before the end of VDC and the events of Book 6, y'all.

This is such a chaotic mess, I fucking love it.

[andmaybegayer]

Look, I'll be honest, I got very little for you here.

Typically around this time of year I'm either still out wandering some wild place in South Africa or I have just got back home from said wandering and either one of those means I've got like, three or four books that I've just finished and a bunch of albums and probably some kind of photographic shenanigans.

These are not happening right now.

I am currently in an apartment in Prague with some visiting family I've been touring around so it is. Different. In light of this fact we're going to do our:

Last First Monday of the Year 2024-01-01

which is going to be a wrap-up of notable entries from 2023. It's true, I got some notes!

Listening (Music):

There is a clear winner for Most Important Album for me this year and that has to be Titus Andronicus putting out The WIll to Live. I picked up Titus Andronicus a few years ago on a rec from a guy on IRC and after putting The Monitor on loop for days I was so down with it. Unfortunately while the rest of their repertoire is honestly really solid punk, The Monitor is truly next level shit. The Will to Live finally closes that gap. It's so good.

There's a lot of good pull songs from this one but I do adore Baby Crazy which is just a breathless rundown of the core philosophy of the album. Part of what links The Monitor and The Will to Live is a very heavy handed metaphorical through line, The Monitor through American Civil War references and The Will to Live through the convoluted nuclear family analogue.

Truly no one is doing it like Titus Andronicus.

Listening (Podcasts):

Noted originator of the new weeklypost tradition @girlfriendsofthegalaxy was always talking about Friends at the Table and so I was like "Hey her taste is pretty good that's probably better than the median TTRPG podcast" and hey. It was. SO much more than I was expecting.

I started with Partizan which was at the time the current season, and hoo boy. F@TT does many things that handily sidestep a lot of my issues with RPG podcasts. By running tight little game systems with strong narrative focus and leaning more into the storytelling side than actual play (while still allowing rolls and player decisions to completely upend the plot) they get into the action quickly, have strong character driven scenes, and manage to hold my attention.

I will be open and say that the politics of Austin Walker's storytelling are very mixed. A lot of people act like these games are incisive political commentary but they only really hit that occasionally, which I think is good. Leaning into the weirdness of these settings is important, and trying to make them cleave too close to modern problems at all times would weaken them, compared to what they actually do well.

What If Han Solo Was Beyoncé. Remember: You Have Beaten Your Worst Days. Destroy Something Instead Of Understanding It.

Within four episodes of the start of Partizan, one half of the game has seen the death of a minor god and started a false flag operation with consequences that would persist to the end of the season. The game systems in play often outright prevent character death in all but the direst situations, but they replace that with dramatic character change. Clem becomes Obsessed, Valence becomes Righteous, Sovereign Immunity becomes Paranoid.

They are definitely playing "for the camera", if you aren't a fan of heavy allusions to other media as part of storytelling you will not like this, but they work it out well. There's a commitment to interesting storytelling that follows well into the next point, which is:

They are very good at getting into characters motivations. Clementine Kesh is despicable, she is terrible, and she's the central focal point of a huge run of Partizan. Hella Varal of the Hieron series is also a spectacularly character-driven entity, frequently a major driving force of the plot, doing things none of the players would really want to have happen. This also applies to Lem King, to an extent.

After catching up with Partizan I went back and I've been running through the backlog. I am almost caught up to Twilight Mirage, I might step out to listen to the current season since it follows directly from Partizan. I'll see.

Reading:

Without a doubt the big one this year was Terra Ignota. Absolutely lodged in my brain forever.

Terra Ignota is like the flipside of the Culture. The Culture assumes that its members are so far gone from their humanity that their utopian issues are almost incomparable to ours. The Hives are instead a utopian society built on a hard break from modernity that has left them very, very vulnerable to our modern problems. The approach Terra Ignota takes to gender, nationality, and family is set up to argue a very interesting case, not that those things cannot be changed, but that you can't just go cold turkey on them.

(The Gender is particularly forceful. Mycroft's haphazard attempts to reverse-engineer gender for his imagined Reader are so good, they perfectly replicate the internal experience of going to a very very queer environment with a brain that was still ultimately wired by the recent past.)

The actual plot of Terra Ignota is kind of secondary to the spectacle of all these Types Of Guys interacting and exposing their internal processes in a way that is so satisfying. The Hives are unusual in part because there's so few that probably appeal to the readers. I don't think pretty much any of Terra Ignota's expected audience have much interest in the Europeans, Masons, or the Mitsubishi, and while some of them might agree with the Brillists they are given so little screen time that it's hard to say. Really it ends up being the Humanist/Utopian debate at its core, with the Cousins there to balance it. As a result it's impressive that by the end I think most people I've talked to are less sure whether they agree more with the Humanists or the Utopians.

Watching:

Arcane, a one that I don't think I talk about too much, in part because it's so tidy. A perfectly wrapped gift of tragedy! Any story where at almost any point a few characters could just talk it out and resolve all their problems but they don't is *chef's kiss* to me. If you like Othello you will love Arcane is what I'm getting at here.

Arcane is such a gorgeous show, dripping with character, every single scene is so carefully considered. There's an extremely long (in time) close shot of Jayce throwing up over a bridge that I think of all the time.

Arcane is so clear and uncompromising in its presentation of its characters. I've said before that there's actually very little character development among any of the main cast, instead the show builds on bringing very strongly defined characters into conflict and exploring what they do next. This works wonderfully.

And the music! I have probably listened to the Arcane soundtrack a little too much. Basically the only time I went on spotify this year was to look at the Radio channels for songs from the soundtrack.

Playing:

Given that I spent so long playing Breath of the WIld this year you'd think it would be that and you'd be dead wrong. Not that great! It's fine! I like an immersive sim open world game but do you know what I actually do when I feel like I want to play a game just for the pure thrill of it. I go open TItanfall 2.

Titanfall 2 is the ideal first person shooter campaign. It is short and sweet and interesting and manages to keep you sufficiently overpowered without making you feel like it's easy. I played the campaign on Hard at the start of the year and it is the shooter I remember shooters I don't actually like as being.

The reason I play first person shooters is for the fast reaction twitch play. I do not care for long kill times, I do not care for gradually plinking enemies down, I do not want to think about a target for more than 5 seconds. Titanfall is absurdly fast if you play it right, you never stop, you optimize for shooting on the run, and you bounce around the field like a pinball. Delightful.

Titan Combat in the campaign is meh, it's so often just a slog against artificially toughened bosses, or figuring out how to deal with those little AI bots. It's fine. I like being a big robot. Titans are probably better in multiplayer. At some point I will install Northstar so I can try multiplayer lobbies.

Tools and Equipment:

The 3D printer! I have been in the orbit of 3D printing types for ages but now that I have one I can see why its an essential tool for so many electronics types. The ability to just Make The Thing You Need is so powerful. Printed items have their limitations but they all pale in relation to "I hit a button and the exact thing I need appears in 2-12 hours".

So many projects stall out because you need a bracket or an adapter or a flange or a box that you know all the specifications for but that will take two weeks to arrive or has to be ordered in batches of 200 or costs 10× as much as you're willing to pay.

My printer is cheap as shit, the Anycubic Neo cuts as many costs as possible without being actively bad, and it's still a great printer. It can do anything I need well enough that I can carry on with the rest of my life. It has the precision to do slip fit parts and even basic materials have the strength for fairly crucial components.

Like, sure, you can make a lot of these things quickly by hand if you have the parts available, but like, even if somehow all your problems can be solved by cutting a PVC pipe to the right size and shape, do you keep all possible dimensions of PVC pipe in a drawer somewhere? No, you run into a problem that needs 60mm pipe and you only have 50mm pipe and now you gotta go to the hardware store and buy 2m of pipe for a project that needs 0.2m of pipe. It is such a problem-solver to be able to fabricate arbitrary complex shapes from plastic stock.

Making:

The big one. The Penrose Quilt.

This took months for me and my mother to put together, and it came out exactly like we hoped. It's so good, it looks incredible, we put it together by hand with needles and thread and time, I sleep under it every night, it is the ideal item. Few things to build your handsewing confidence like backstitching probably over a hundred meters of seams.

This was a really ambitious project and yet we pulled it off. Absolutely ridiculous.

[lykaios2]

how aboutttt hcs of mikey comforting reader who is usually super positive n hyper and never really has bad days?? :,)

or any sort of mikey comfort <3 OHH AND towards the end when reader cheers up, make sure they give mikey lots of affection and gratitude <3<3<3 please :)

uhhh

so I said screw hcs and did a full blown fanfic

also this can be taken as platonic or romantic!

hope you enjoy! ❤️

Not Like Yourself

mikey x reader, hurt(?)/comfort

You and Mikey were like peas in a pod. The day you met, you immediately hit it off. Your energies matched. You two seemed to bounce off of each other. Always side by side, the best of companions. You were crazy energetic, insanely creative, and always had a positive attitude. Always going on crazy adventures, doing whatever insane thing you guys could think up.

So one day when he was not greeted by you with a hug that would gave nearly toppled him, he was a little confused. Of course, he still ran over and gave you a hug. As he did, he lifted you up into the air a little.

"Hey, y/n!"

He was so cheerful. And normally so were you. But what happened? You just...weren't feeling it today. The spark that normally filled you to the brim with energy was gone. You put on a smile so Mikey wouldn't be worried, and returned his greeting.

"Hi, Mikey. How's it going?"

"I'm doing great, now that you're here!"

He set you down, and took your arm to lead you to the kitchen. As you sat down, he started pulling things out of the cupboards and the refrigerator. He whipped together a quick snack for himself and you, and slid you over your plate.

"Eat up! We've got a big day today. I found a new place for us to explore, and it's a big one. I'll pack us some more snacks while you eat."

You slowly ate your food, all the while staring off into space. It wasn't that you were bored. In fact, your interest had been piqued when Mikey mentioned a new spot to explore, but it wasn’t showing on your face. Your mind was other places. Why were you so...out of it? It was a weird feeling, one that was unfamiliar, almost uncomfortable.

"Here's your snacks. You ready to go?...y/n?"

"Oh, sorry...thank you."

Mikey was about to start walking out, but he looked at your with concern on his face. He'd already noticed your lack of energy, which wasn't too unusual for you. It had happened a few times in the past, and by itself it didn't mean anything was wrong. But now he took note of you spacing out. Of course, being emotionally aware as he was, he knew something was up.

He sat back down. You had gone back to staring off into who knows where. He grabbed your hand from across the table and gave it a little squeeze. You looked back at him and smiled again, but noticed his worried demeanor.

"You okay?"

"Mhm...but I'm worried about you. You seem a little...out of it."

"Yeah...I guess you could say that."

You both sat in silence for a little while longer. You didn't know what to say, yet Mikey was still waiting for you to speak. He put his head in his free hand while he waited, but before long he spoke up again.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

You sighed before responding.

"I don't know what to say...I just don't have energy today. Something’s got me down. I dont know what happened, but my mood isn't the best today. I don't like it."

"Yeah, I get that. And that's okay. Sometimes it happens. It's just part of life."

He smiled at you. It was infectious now, as you felt a smile of your own come across your face.

"Tell you what...we can take a little relax day today. We don't have to go anywhere or do anything crazy. Just...have a calm day, until you feel better. Does that sound good?"

You nodded, much to his enjoyment. He scooped you up in another big hug before apologizing, reminding himself that it was a calm day today. You laughed and told him it was okay.

"Come on, let's go make some tea, why don't we?"

After he made some tea for the both of you, he brought lots of blankets and pillows into the living room. He grabbed all of his arts and crafts supplies, and all of his movies, and and all of his comics. Every indoor activity he could think of, he brought into the living room. You two spent hours together, just like you usually did, but only this time it was in the safety of one's home.

It was getting late. The two of you were still in the living room, alone. The TV was on, playing your favorite movie. You had finished all the snacks and done lots of things, and it was now time to wind down. You and Mikey were sitting next to each other, enjoying the movie.

"Hey...Mikey?"

"Yeah? What's up?"

"Thank you...for today. I don't know what was wrong earlier, but it's not so bad now. I feel a lot better."

Mikey smiled and said it was no problem. He was just glad to see you happy. As he turned back to the movie, he felt your head rest on his shoulder. He appeared to take take no note of it at first, but then he lifted his arm and wrapped it around you, pulling you closer and resting his head on yours.

As you watched the movie, you could slowly feel yourself falling into unconscious. Mikey could feel it too, as your body grew limp as you leaned against him. He grabbed a pillow and laid it in his lap, instructing you to lay there instead. As you moved your head, you held his arm close to you, not wanting to let go as you finally fell asleep.

[yellowhollyhock]

thinking about Donny developing a crush on Angel

Because I don't think it would be until after btts. There are moments in earlier seasons that are seeds to me, where I think they'd be in love looking back on it, if that makes sense? But when she gives him the best of the outfits in her intro episode and he enjoys dressing up more than we usually will see from him, I don't think it means anything at the time. Or in the Darkness Within when the creature makes him see her fall--I like best to read that as purely platonic in that moment. They don't know each other well yet--but it does tell us something about how deeply he values his friendships. And the fact that she comes to their Christmas party--okay she mostly seems to be there to help Raph torment Casey and April, but still, it shows some trust and level of effort that she's there. Because it's not like she can tell her grandma where she's going.

On my mind lately has been Donny, finally truly coming back to the present after getting Master Splinter back, wanting to move on quickly to the next big thing which he now knows is helping April start her own tech company, but he can't tell her that because 1) messes with the timestream and 2) she just got married. He needs to find ways to keep himself busy because when he doesn't have something immediate to deal with, he ends up having to deal with nightmares and shutdowns instead.

And then here's Angel, settling into her job as a hairdresser, just moved back in with Gramma because she needs help at home, trying to spend more time with the turtles because 1) they disappeared, that freaked everyone out, stuff is is always happening to them and this time she's not gonna miss it, and 2) trying to recapture memories because her life has gotten away from her so fast and now it's 9 to 5 and what ever happened to graffiti and beating up thugs? (she'll get those things back just dealing with early 20s time management struggle). She's not a very openly verbally affectionate person, she's always been super independent, she doesn't really know how to say 'hey i missed you guys, do you wanna hang out because sometimes if i don't see you for too long i get worried.' So she tries to feel useful. Invites herself on patrols with them. Hangs out a lot with Leatherhead learning first aid for mutants (lots of skills apply to both but he's the medical expert in their friend group of mixed creatures and given their various hobbies they could always use more friends who can help with injuries). And--most importantly for this post--brings things by that she thinks the turtles could use. Just little gifts. Fun accessories to help them blend ('trust me mismatched socks are cool, the sillier the better. No one's gonna be checking how many toes you have if you're wearing these'), her own art, extra screws and bolts upon noticing that Donny can always find a way to use them. It becomes a bit of a game, with her trying to spot things that could be taken apart and repurposed to see what he ends up doing with them.

Gifts are a big deal to Donny. Especially since, as noted above, without a crisis to deal with he's finding himself vulnerable as emotions he previously couldn't confront due to being in survival mode are coming to the surface. And now someone he already respects and cares deeply for is bringing him Items and taking an interest in what he does with them. I think this is the main thing that gets his attention. And once you have Don's attention you have All Of It because that's how his brain works what, projecting? me? . He's seeing how much she tries to take care of other people while trying to maintain this aloof 'whatever I'm just here for the free food' facade. Noticing that she likes to do her nails in colors that clash with her hair, when she does them, usually she keeps them plain. Taking an interest in human cosmetology (what an academically interesting subject). Finding her jokes funnier than he ever remembers finding Casey's even though they have a very similar sense of humor. Admiring how brave she is, heart swelling with warmth when she does little things to take care of her grandma, stomach fluttering when she comes over to play video games with Mikey and specifically asks him to join. Taking note of her favorite foods, taste in music, what types of games and movies she likes.

Slowly realizing that his feelings have evolved, trying to ignore it because he has no idea how pursuing a relationship would even work. And then one day as he's shaking himself out of his daydreams to refocus on fixing the dishwasher, realizing that more and more often it's her filling up his thoughts in quiet moments, instead of Shredder or Triceratons or Viral. Huh, cool. Maybe it's not a permanent solution, Master Splinter's been telling him he needs to allow these feelings to run their course, but--well, maybe he can apply that to the crush he's developed. That's something he has to deal with, too, and it sure feels nicer.

And then Angel (who is more observant and more confident than her friend group, mostly older than her, ever remember), asks him on a date. Now he has a big thing to focus on! And for the first time in what feels like ever, it's a happy thing. He's going to be the best boyfriend, Angel deserves to be so spoiled and he's good at that!

[messinwitheddie]

Nny "This is a NICE house... I'm going to haunt the SHIT out of this house."

Dib "Oh, goddamnit; it's just you."

Nny "Hey, Nny! Nice to see you! We missed you, man! What have YOU been up to? How's Hell treating you? Guess no one here is going to bother to ask."

Dib "That came out wrong. It's good to see you. It's just-- I... I spent SO much energy and resources on this ghost hunting project and it fell apart the second I set up my equipment."

Nny "It's fine. Everyone is on edge, I've noticed."

Dib "My dad was right YET again. Buying this house was a bad investment. At least Todd and Pep seem happy here."

Nny "Except the marital drama. Is that an ongoing thing with them lately or-?"

Dib "They've been at it for over a week. There's no drowning it out, just to warn you."

Nny "Am I to understand, you scrapped the whole project and sold this house to Squee?"

Dib "Yeah, if you're the only ghost that's going to show up, may as well scrap the whole fucking project. Make yourself at home. By the end of the month, we'll be gone and Pep and Todd will be out of town."

Nny "I mean, I'm on board with Squee buying this place off you, for selfish reasons obviously, but that's a huge loss on your end, isn't it? Wouldn't you rather stick it out at least another year?"

Dib "Not really worried about the money. I can blink twice at the lab and make up the hit to my savings."

Nny "Rich kid problems."

Dib "This was supposed to be a father and son project. This was a dream of mine, but if Reg doesn't want to live here and ghost hunt with me then what's the point? I just don't get it. A year and a half ago, that kid would have been so excited about working on something like this. What the Hell is happening?"

Nny "Reg is...?"

Dib "My son."

Nny "YOU have a kid?"

Dib "You met him at Todd's wedding."

Nny "The fuck?"

Dib "You do remember we're all in our 30's now, right?"

Nny "Sorry, my short term and long term memory is still screwed. That and in my head you guys are perpetually children-- Wait, if Squee's in his 30's that would make me almost..." *gags* "Oh g-*gag*; let's move on."

Dib "You have missed a lot. It's been a while since the last big Summerween get-together. Things get screwed up more and more each year. Maybe this was just my last ditch effort to keep us all together. I don't know. Who cares? I'm calling it. The investigation is off."

Nny "I'm still learning how to fit into this whole family dynamics thing, so I can't give any helpful advice on the subject. That's... that's rough though. Um... The bugg-oid alien in the guest bedroom; is he staying?"

Dib "No, Zim's moving back to the city with me."

Nny "Thank God. I'm taking his room when you leave."

Dib "So thrilled. Hey, I have a question and... feel free to answer with brutal honesty."

Nny "Ok, but I'm holding you to that."

Dib "Do you consider me a bully?"

Nny *shrugs* "Never personly met a bully who cared if they were perceived as a bully and you look out for Squee, which is all I care about, so I'm going to say... no?"

Dib "Thanks. Appreciate that."

Nny "Since we're on the subject, do you think I'm depraved enough to stab a baby?"

Dib "Um-- I mean, I know you've stabbed a hand full of pregnant women and dozens of teens so-"

Nny "Seriously?! You wouldn't trust me to keep an eye on your kid without killing him either?"

Dib "I wouldn't trust you to keep an eye on a pet rock without killing it, man."

Nny "Fuck you and your stab shaming! You know what? You ARE a bully! And only TWO of the women I ever stabbed to death were pregnant to my knowledge, and the third one I punched the stomach JUST TO CLARIFY. "

Dude. "...Dude."

Nny "I know..."

Dib "That didn't help your case at all."

Nny "I know..."

[A continuation of these two dialogues]

[augustjustice]

i HAVE to go with steddie bodyswap 👀

I'm so glad you asked about this one! Bodyswap is one of my favorite tropes, so this fic is a bit of a pet project for me. It's set post-S4, around April. Eddie is still trying to finish up his final senior year, and the boys each get a taste of each other's respective struggles with school/parents/chronic pain, etc while their friendship is still somewhat new but they're already steadily growing closer. There's also a lot of silly shenanigans with the rest of the ensemble figuring out what's going on with them along the way, and a little bit of plot explanation for why exactly this happened.

A decent-sized chunk of shenanigans below the cut:

It's not his finest moment. 

Because Eddie is only half paying attention when Robin turns pointedly to Steve, frowning as she gives him a curious, probing look. 

"Hey, Steve," she starts slowly, a questioning lilt to her voice, "did you hear about Tammy Thompson?"

Steve snorts, shooting Robin a coy, teasing look. 

"What, is Muppets Live back in town?" he asks expectantly, like he's waiting for her accompanying cackle of laughter. 

It never comes. 

Instead, Robin's eyes widen as she breathes out, "Holy shit."

Fuck. 

"Holy shit, I'm not crazy."

Then she wallops Steve hard on the arm. 

"Ow!" Steve shouts, clutching Eddie's shoulder a tad dramatically as he pouts at her. "What the hell was that for?!" 

"That was for lying to me, Steve Harrington," Robin snaps pointedly, and Steve's eyes widen as the penny drops. 

"Oh, shit."

"Oh shit is right," Eddie agrees from Robin's other side. 

Robin turns and smacks him too. 

"Damn, Buckley, put those guns away," Eddie complains. 

"I'm mad at you, too, Dingus #2."

"I think, technically, I'm Dingus #1 right now."

"Hey," Steve protests with a laugh, "You can't steal the top spot from me, Munson. I'll always be Dingus #1."

"You're damn right you are," Robin interjects. "And also, can I just say…what the fuck, you guys?!" 

"Steve?" she confirms again. 

Steve looks sheepish, giving her that awkward little wave he sometimes does, wiggling all of Eddie’s ringed fingers in a way Eddie really doesn’t think he should still find endearing when Steve is wearing his body.

“Hey, Rob.” 

She whips back around to Eddie, looking almost bug-eyed.

“Eddie?”

He gestures to his own borrowed body with a dramatic flourish.

“In Harrington’s handsome flesh.”

“Oh my god, that really is you inside of there.”

“‘Fraid so,” Eddie tilts his head in acknowledgment. “We’ve gone full Invasion of the Body Snatchers on you, Buck.”

Steve’s brow creases, face screwing up in genuine confusion.

Eddie definitely shouldn’t find the way his nose crinkles and mouth goes all crooked, the way they always do, cute. At this rate he’s gonna develop some kind of a complex. 

“I thought it was Freaky Friday?” Steve says quietly, like he’s talking more to himself than he is to them. 

The back of Robin’s head hits the wall with a thud, like she’s been physically hit full force with the reality of the situation. 

“And here I thought alternate dimensions beneath our feet waiting to swallow us whole was as weird as it was gonna get around here, but, no. We’ve officially found a weirder place. Somebody alert The Weekly Watcher.”

A moment passes, and then her eyes widen in what looks to be slow dawning horror. 

"Wait!” Robin jabs a finger in Eddie’s direction. “I told you about–but…oh, god, it wasn't you."

While Eddie blinks owlishly at her, she jerks her head around to look at Steve, doing that thing they do where they have a whole silent conversation with just their eyes and eyebrows. 

"God, this is weird," Robin confesses when they seem to have settled whatever just happened. 

"Yeah," Steve agrees with a sigh, "tell me about it."

[harmonyckrs]

Give Me Back My Wife, Grim Reaper - Part 1

Rumors are, there's a special item in the Second Dimension that can bring your loved ones back from the dead. It comes with a price, as most things do, but I'm willing to pay it if I can get her back.

My dear Celeste. I can still remember the night she died, as if it had happened just yesterday.

One minute I'm cooking mac and cheese on the stove as a nice little midnight treat, the next minute Zoya's screaming and crying in the other room, and then the minute after that I'm digging through the rubble that used to be my house as I look for any trace of a body.

This was all my fault. Zoya marked it up to "faulty wiring in the house," and I don't think I have it in me to tell her the truth. So, this is the only way I can make up for what I've done...

Zoya: I don't get why you're doing this.

Harper: Well, it'd be fun to try something new for a change, you know?

Zoya: Fine. But you need to remember exactly what we're here for, and we can't have you slacking off on our mission! Everyone else in the Alien Abductee Rescue Team are counting on us.

Harper: Yeah, I know! And I promise I won't let you down.

Zoya: Cool. Anyway, have fun tomorrow with the weirdos who genuinely believe in psychics!

Harper: Zoya, one of our own siblings is a psychic.

Zoya: Sita was cursed by an evil witch, so she's not an actual psychic! This entire thing is just a scam.

Harper: Yep, sure...

*RING RING*

Harper: (Well, that was sure fast!)

Harper: Hello!...(quick! Think of a good name to call yourself! You know what, screw this! Just greet them.) How may I help you?

???: Yo! What's up, dude? How much time do you have? Because I have, like, a lot of questions.

Harper: Free all day, sir! What's your name?

???: Lazlo. And you don't need to call me sir, man. I'm on a first-name basis with every other psychic here...granted, it's only one, but still. What's yours?

Harper: (This man's definitely high.) I'm, um...

Lazlo: Oh, right. You need time to come up with a cool psychic name and all that, right? I can just get started with the questions and you can tell me your name later.

Harper: Yeah! Alright.

Lazlo: So first, there's this guy. His name's Vidcund, and he's my brother. Last night, he got abducted by aliens. Should've shown back up by the morning, but instead he's just gone. Any clue what might've happened?

???: Lazlo, I told you that calling a psychic isn't going to help. I bet he isn't even a real psychic.

Lazlo: Hey, Pascal! I don't see you doing anything!

Pascal: Because I'm trying to take care of the baby!

Harper: Is everything okay over there?

Lazlo: Yep! Perfectly fine, dude. So got any advice?

Harper: Well...my brother got abducted by aliens too, and we haven't seen him since. But I know your brother is still alive, and trying to find a way home.

Lazlo: Thanks, man.

Pascal: He's probably just lying to make you feel better...

The conversation was long. So long, that it somehow took up most of the day. But at the same time, it was quite entertaining. Lazlo was a fun person to talk to.

But eventually, I had to end the call. Because I needed to get something else done - to get in contact with Dr. Willow Vu, the world-renowed physicist.

Crystal: Hello?

Harper: Hi. Is Dr. Vu there?

Crystal: Oh! That'd be me. What's up?

Harper: I was hoping I could access some of your research. You see, my brother's got missing, and we think he may have been sent to another dimension after he got abducted by aliens.

Crystal: Oh...oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize you were referring to my mom. Unfortunately she died about five years ago, but I can search through her old files if that helps.

Harper: That would be wonderful! Thank you.

Crystal: Of course. You know, a good friend of mine got abducted a while ago too, and we haven't seen him since. I wish you luck on finding your brother. And I'll call you back once I find my mom's papers.

Harper: Thank you. And I wish you luck on finding your friend.

[ratasum]

A reunion in the Skywatch Archipelago medical ward. Odetta checks in on Leyya after the fight is over.

"Her injuries are healing nicely, for the most part." Narcisse's voice was soft, mindful of the recovering wounded through the medical ward. "They couldn't save her eye, but she'll keep the arm. It may be a while before she's able to use it well again."

Odetta was wringing her hands together as she followed the sylvari. Since they'd been here, everything had seemed to go sideways, and everything with Leyya in Nayos had been the icing on the worst cake she'd ever seen. She hadn't even had the chance to see or speak with Zojja since they got back. It was worrying.

That, however, wasn't important at the moment. What was important was making certain Leyya was all right.

"Knowing Leyya, she'll figure it out. She's very determined."

That got a chuckle out of Narcisse, who moved aside once the pair arrived at Leyya's bedside. "I'll give you some time to speak with her, but she'll need rest."

Tipping her head forward slightly, Narcisse slipped away, leaving Odetta to sit down on the edge of the bed where the white haired asura lay quietly. She was quiet for a moment, not wanting to disturb her, but Leyya shifted slightly once she sat. "Mmh... Odetta?"

"Hey there." Odetta smiled softly, looking over the asura in the cot. Leyya looked exhausted, her pale hair mussed, thick bandages wrapped around her injured right arm and a thick patch covering her lost right eye. But she was alive, which was more than anyone could've hoped for. "How are you feeling?"

Leyya scrunched her nose up slightly before groaning softly, turning her head slightly to look up at her friend. "Sore. Tired. But I'm on this side of the topsoil, so I don't really think I can complain."

Odetta's nose scrunched up in response, reaching out to smooth the sheets covering Leyya's frame. "I suppose that's true. I'm still really sorry this happened. You could've- what if you'd lost your arm too? Or worse?"

"No use dwelling on the what-ifs." She reached out to grab Odetta's hand, pausing its movement. "I did something stupid. I could've hurt you guys. You, Zojja, Logan, Dagda, Lyhr... I wouldn't have forgiven yourself if Cepir and I had hurt any of you. We shouldn't have even tried a stunt like that."

Shaking her head, Odetta curled her fingers in the sheet. "You were trying to help. There was just... a lot going on."

Leyya offered a wan smile at that. "I don't think that quite justifies it, but it is what it is. What about you? I couldn't see much, or at least not make sense of it, but I heard shouting about Alistair...?"

Odetta hesitated, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth for a moment. "...Mr. Thackeray- Logan- killed him. I guess Isgarren saw that as a positive? Something about them not trusting him anyway. Though why you'd bring on someone you didn't trust..."

"Well, I know a thing or two about second chances." Leyya pressed back into the pillows further. "He just screwed up his." Silence fell between the two for several moments as Odetta worked her hand free, carefully adjusting pillows and blankets, anything to keep her hands busy, before Leyya spoke again. "...have you talked to Zojja?"

"...not since we got back. She said she had a lot on her mind and wanted to think. I don't know. Do you think she'll stay?"

"...if she does, I'll support her choice. I don't like it, but... that's not my business." Leyya wasn't looking at Odetta as she spoke, gazing instead with her remaining good eye up towards the ceiling. "We'll know eventually I guess."

Frowning, Odetta leaned back, letting out a soft sigh. "I hadn't realized how unhappy she was."

Leyya shrugged, wincing when the movement pulled at her injured arm. "I don't know that she's been unhappy. Zojja's always been like this. She'll be so sure she has a problem handled but then it gets out of hand. She doesn't know what to do, so... she reacts. Been like that since we were kids."

Odetta lowered her head briefly, but after a moment, she smiled, tucking the sheets gently around Leyya's shoulders. Maybe it didn't reach her eyes, but she was trying. "Well, whatever happens, we'll deal with it together. We'll be okay. But for now, Narcisse said you need a lot of rest to get better. And getting better needs to be your absolute first priority."

"If you say so." Leyya did close her eyes, though, resting her head back. "We'll be okay."

"I know." Odetta went to stand up. "...I know we will be."

[tatomikat]

Thoughts that occurred during the first 9 hours of playing Dragon Quest XI so far:

"Dawwww. Just look at those little guys (slimes). They're adorable! ... Not for long anymore."

"Let. Me. Jump. Off. That. CLIFF!"

"Why is it so difficult to fight a cloud with a sword? ... I think I just answered my own question. Magic it is then."

"I've played way too much Zelda. I keep calling those little goblin guys (Grublin?) 'Bokoblins'."

"The developers must have been really hungry. With so many food themed enemies."

"Why did that random npc think it important to tell me that there's someone in the dungeons? How is that related to me?" (5 minutes later) "Oooooh."

"Hey King guy. I think you've got that causality thing between the Luminary and the bad guy a bit backwards. Also I think you gave me whiplash with that sudden change in tone."

"'Investigate'? What an interesting wording. They'll destroy the village, won't they?"

"Why hello there, stranger (Erik) within talking range. What a nice coincidence to meet you at a place like this (dungeons). Do you come here often?"

"Well what do you say to that. A dragon. Like two or so hours into the game. They are really not wasting any time, do they? Am I supposed to fight that thing?!"

(trying to get to Derk) (lots of cussing while trying to jump from the church to the top of the wall) "Why don't you jump when I press the button?! Why did they put platforming into a game that is clearly not laid out for that?! Oh. There's a rope. Never mind."

(get cat off the roof quest) "HOW THE F DO I GET ONTO THAT ROOF?! Oh look. A ladder."

(After the title cutscene) "So we're gonna turn a tree into a dragon? Is that what we're doing? Okay. Makes sense. I guess."

"Who left that dog all alone? Where is the owner? And for how long has the poor animal been alone anyway?"

(To the woodcutter) "Who's a good boy? Who's a really good pupper? You are! Yes you ar- Oh! You're a person. Oops. Awkward."

"Knock-off Friezer is hiding in that chest, right?"

(a couple hours after the dungeon cutscene) "Oh. Looks like they didn't destroy the village after all. Wait. Why does no one recognize the hero? Why does his mom kick him out? BABY GEMMA? What? Past? What? How did that happen? When did that happen? ... Oh look. There's the destroyed village. Okay guys, everything's alright. We're back on track."

"Just one question. What happened to the people? There's no way that blonde guy (Jasper) would think it fair or justified to kill dozens of innocent civilians, for something they have essentially nothing to do with. Right?"

(Surprise bossfight-cutscene!) Do I get to heal up before the fight starts? I'm both out of hp and mp. No? Well, screw you too."

"What do you mean the last save was more than an hour ago?! I HAVE TO REDO ALL OF THAT CRAP?! Wait. The chests are still opened. The cutscenes are done. The key items are in my inventory. Thank goodness, I just need to walk back to where I was. DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT!"

(glaring at Hendrick chasing Hero and Erik) "I hate you and everything your 'brainless soldier, incapable of thinking for themselves' stereotype stands for."

"This little girl (Veronica) sounds and talks like an adult! ... She's an adult, isn't she?" (later) "Called it!"

"Alright. And now everything's in 2D suddenly (Tickington). Takes a bit getting used to. But damn this is pretty. Definitely gonna have to replay this game in 2D at some point. Also because I'm really curious how they would work around those sections that would not translate well into 2D."

[arcplaysgames]

Back in P4G. Yukiko's whole thing seems to be that she's so anxious about her family's inn that she misses a lot of social cues, especially ones she doesn't want to deal with right now, like romance. Also, this dude from another school just showed up to ask her out??? Where the fuck is there even another school around here?

Don't go to a second location with strangers.

I've lived in these exact types of small towns, lmao. They call it a suburb but it's very rural. If you have a fucking field and multiple farmers around, that's a rural town.

holy shit chie. i'm trying to give you a fair shake here but damn. Punching people in the nuts and asking invasive questions and revealing your best friend has never had a boyfriend is a LOT.

It's very odd but even though everyone here is around the same age as the P3P cast, Chie strikes me as emotionally much younger. But hey, I was harsh on Yukari in P3P and got schooled when she turned out awesome. I got hope for you, Chie.

Okay so. School was let out suddenly because a murder. ALSO THE BODY WAS HANGING FROM A TELEVISION ANTENNAE. And come to find out, it was the local reporter who's embroiled in some... local... scandal thing? (If this game expects me to care about a councildude who did an affair, idk man, i just work here.)

[CARTOMANCY CORNER]

She was hung upside down. Interesting. As a Hanged Man Stan, I have to say that the card is often about a willing sacrifice. You are suspending yourself in an inverted state in the hope of having some sort of epiphany brought on from the new perspective. It comes at a significant risk though, as you may be dooming yourself to death or madness by taking that chance.

While the Wheel of Fortune is about fate being kind or cruel, Hanged Man is about taking the dice in hand and rolling them. I don't know if this lady was an investigative journalist, but if she happened to place herself in a dangerous situation in the search for a scandalous truth and died for it, that's Hanged Man to a T.

[/CARTOMANCY CORNER]

Anyway.

This shot is pretty.

Went to the shrine and it told me to get the fuck out. Hey, rude.

...

Well at least he let me ride on his bike, that's cute. I can't tell if I like Yosuke (not Yusuke, I guess that's ANOTHER Persona character, whoops) or if I just really like his voice acting. Hard to tell.

After class he invites me out for grilled steak as thanks and uh

This is entirely my damage of coming from an incredibly food-insecure upbringing, but man, what the fuck, Chie. You already KICKED HIM IN THE NUTS, you don't get to extract more concessions.

Okay, do I like Yosuke, or do I get Cheerful Bully vibes from Chie? HM.

also yukiko you're like 16, please don't even step on a weight scale, goddamn. send me back to Iwatodai, please. I think P4 has mentioned girls' weights more already than in the entirety of P3P.

Anyway, Yukiko is off to work on her very concerning teenage eating disorder while Yosuke takes everyone to the local...

Junes is easy to dismiss as a Japanese Walmart--

wait. i have to google something right now.

Okay, Walmart tried to move into the Japanese market by purchasing a chain called Seiyu, but as of 2020 they are almost entirely out of the game, sold most of their shares, and apparently they just don't do well in non-American markets. Interesting to know!

ANYWAY MY POINT WAS, Junes is less Walmart and more Target-meets-Costco. A very pleasant place to shop with good marketing and food provided on-site, but also still undercutting and screwing the local businesses. Yosuke works for TargetCo. Costget.

also Chie complains that Yosuke changed the plan from grilled steak to food court and I'm plastering on a smile and chanting give her a chance, we are less than two hours in here.

Saki works here too, she's "senpai" so I assume a senior, and Yosuke's got a transparent crush and she is Not Interested. Also the vibes are Bad, like she can tell Yosuke is a good guy but his business is putting her family's liquor store in jeopardy, so.

Man, remember when my group drama was whether Junpei and Akihiko could successfully talk to girls at the beach? Man. 😬😬😬

Saki comes over to basically neg Yosuke???? So our man Reverie asks her if she though Terezi and Vriska were pale or black or red until she leaves, saving the day. Phew.

Aaaaaaand here we go. Some PLOT. Thank you god. Everyone agrees to try the Midnight Channel thingie.

Did this game have these anime cutscenes originally? I avguely remember them but not how LONG they are. Were these repurposed from the anime or made bespoke? Anyway, they look great.

Saki is on the Midnight Channel, and then our heroic dumbfuck almost gets eaten by the TV.

good job, idiot.